Chapter 840: My Acting Skills in This Area Have Always Been Good

Fujino was a little speechless, but if he thought about it carefully, what Yumi Miyamoto said seemed to be quite right?

In this place called Mihua, it is a trivial matter for a few people to die in one day.

But urban legends like Kamen Rider...

It is indeed quite rare.

Fujino put away his thoughts and asked Miyamoto Yumi: "What happened to that corpse? Do you have any clues now?"

"It's been solved. I heard that a passing coroner's detective solved that case directly."

Miyamoto Yumi was not surprised that Fujino asked about the corpse. After all, he was a detective, and it was normal to care about the case, so he replied directly.

Fujino was not surprised by this.

In the world of Kexue, there are quite a lot of detectives, and they come from all walks of life.

A coroner, a convenience store manager, a high school student, a lot.

So many cases occur in Tokyo every day and are solved so quickly. Detectives play a very important role in them.

Lots of detectives, and lots of murders.

The two happen to form a delicate balance.

…………

Colombo Restaurant is an exquisite small restaurant located in a seemingly ordinary and quiet street.

The store manager is a fat middle-aged man wearing a white chef's uniform and a long beard under his nose.

"You mean last night?"

After listening to Miyamoto Yumi's inquiry, the store manager thought for a while and said, "We did have such a customer in our store yesterday. He was wearing glasses and seemed a bit reticent. I talked to him and he didn't reply... because I forgot to bring my mobile phone, so he even exchanged change with me and made a call using the public phone in our store.”

As he spoke, he seemed to have remembered something, and added: "Speaking of which, when he came yesterday, he asked me if any of the guests had picked up mobile phones or anything."

"I thought he had lost his mobile phone, so I asked the waiter and several regular customers in our store for a long time."

"It's exactly the same as Fujino-kun's reasoning!"

Azusa Enomoto was stunned for a moment: "If you put it this way, the mobile phones left in our store are really used for trading..."

"Well, it seems that Fujino-kun's guess is indeed correct."

Miyamoto Yumi frowned when she heard this, "Looking at it this way, that thing seems to be true, but I don't know if that guy will come here again."

"It should come."

Fujino raised his wrist and glanced at his Rolex watch: "It's already afternoon now, and it's about the same time that Sister Azusa received the call before. If that guy hasn't given up yet, he should be here."

"Then we'll just have to wait and see."

"But it's okay to wait like this. It's too obvious. Yumi, Sister Chengzi, you two haven't had lunch yet, right? I'm treating you today."

"That will cost Consultant Fujino a lot of money!"

At Fujino's suggestion, everyone sat down in the restaurant, ordered a few dishes and sat quietly waiting.

After a while, the store door bell rang.

Two men walked into the Colombo restaurant. Both of them were wearing dark suits. One of them looked gentle and wore glasses, looking like a middle-aged kind-hearted social uncle. The other had a fierce face, a cropped haircut, and a The look of a gang boss.

The two of them came to the store and sat down on the sofa against the wall. They picked up the menu and began to look at it.

After seeing the two people, the store manager came to everyone's seats and reminded them: "It's the man wearing glasses."

Miyamoto Yumi looked over, retracted her gaze and whispered: "What should we do now? After all, we don't have any evidence of the two of them yet. We just have the mobile phones used for transactions. If we alert the snake, it will be troublesome. ”

"give it to me."

Without thinking much, they handed over the matter to Fujino.

When it comes to action, they are all amateurs.

It is better to leave professional matters to professionals.

Fujino stood up from his seat, and after pretending to say a few words to the store manager, he walked slowly towards the two of them and said hello: "Hello, did you ask the store manager yesterday if there is anything? Did someone lose their cell phone?”

The man with short hair looked at Fujino and frowned, obviously recognizing Fujino's identity.

Another middle-aged man with a gentle appearance glanced at the short-haired man, and then showed a gentle smile on his face: "Yes, it is the mobile phone we lost. Is that mobile phone in your hand now? ?”

"I picked up this phone when I came here one day."

Fujino took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "Originally, I planned to hand this mobile phone to the police, but after thinking about it, I wanted to come here today, so I came here to try my luck."

The two looked strange when they heard this, but they both breathed a sigh of relief.

The phone contains evidence of bribery transactions...

If this was left to the police, both of them would probably be doomed.

Fujino silently observed the expressions of the two people, pretending to be very happy to have found the owner of the thing, and continued: "To be honest, if I didn't expect anyone today, I would have handed this phone to the police after I left, but I came here specially, look at this..."

As he spoke, he pinched his index finger and thumb, which made it obvious.

It's the same everywhere in the world. If you pick up a mobile phone, returning it is already the most righteous thing to do. Even if you take it away, there is no problem at all.

Although asking for money or property is a bit unethical, it is more realistic.

If you don't want anything, that would be really unreasonable.

I can think of so many things, I can only say that Fujino has always been good at acting in this aspect.

The elegant middle-aged man naturally understood what he meant, and then took out his wallet from his pocket and took out a 1,000 yen bill from the wallet: "Thank you for your trouble... Then this mobile phone... Look?"

Fujino looked at the banknotes in front of him and was unmoved.

The elegant middle-aged man smiled as usual and took out another 1,000-yuan bill from his wallet.

Fujino chose to ignore it, glanced to the side and whistled, and his peripheral vision kept scanning the wallet.

The elegant middle-aged man twitched his eyebrows and continued to take out the bills.

Back and forth, five bills were taken out, but Fujino was still not moved.

The elegant middle-aged man gritted his teeth and directly took out a 10,000-yuan bill.

This time, Fujino reacted, looking at the 5,000 yen bill he had just taken back: "Ahem, I seem to have caught a cold coming here today, I have to go to the hospital to get an IV drip..."

"I'm so sorry that you caught a cold because of the phone I gave you..."

The elegant middle-aged man made up his mind and handed over 10,000 yen and five 1,000 yen bills.

"It doesn't matter whether it's money or not. As a good boy of Tokyo's new era, I have to return the things I found to the owner."

Fujiano took the bill silently and put it in his pocket, showing his mean face of asking for benefits after finding something. Then he changed the subject and said: "But if I want to return this phone to you, I still have to confirm your identity. After all, I can't say that the phone belongs to you, so can you give me the phone number of this phone?"

"Phone number? No problem."

The elegant middle-aged man thought this was quite reasonable, so he took out a notebook from his pocket, tore off a page, and wrote the phone number on it.

Fujino took the note and dialed the number on it: "Beep... the number you dialed is out of service. Please try again later."