Seven years ago, timeline.
Fujiwara Yu was diligently searching for the Child of Destiny named "Edogawa Conan," believing that only by finding him could he gain permanent residency in...
Fujiwara Yu, who is delicate and sensitive, is also very good at insight. He noticed that the continuous force exerted by Morobushi Kagemitsu's hands caused wrinkles to appear on the photo. It seems that he was unwilling to explain the reason not only because he wanted to use his own strength to solve the case and avenge his parents, but also because of psychological barriers.
After exchanging a glance with Yin Dahang, he stepped forward and stood in front of Zhu Fu, saying:
"He just thought the goblet tattoo was cool and wanted to know where he got it."
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Morofushi Kagemitsu had not expected Fujiwara to say such a thing. He lowered his head and noticed that the photo was almost crumpled up, so he quickly let go and carefully smoothed it out. After calming down, he smiled awkwardly and said,
"Sorry, I wrinkled the photo."
"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay. If you want to know where Mr. Irie got his tattoo, you have to ask him himself!" Gai Shouyi took the photo and smiled nonchalantly.
Monobe Sanjuu, who had been watching the show behind the counter for a long time, glared with his half-moon eyes and complained:
"Aren't you police academy students? Even if you think tattoos are cool, you can't get them."
"Just asking, we won't break the school rules!" Yin Dahang laughed heartily, secretly giving Fujiwara a thumbs up in his heart. His reaction speed and emotional intelligence are both good. I give you a thumbs up.
Mononobe Shuzo had a speechless expression. The cat-eyed guy was so excited that he slammed the table, but in the end he just wanted to ask Mr. Irie where he got his tattoo. It was really outrageous.
Zhu Fujingguang naturally knew that the two of them were trying to excuse him, and he smiled gratefully and said:
"Mr. Clerk, I'm sorry to interrupt your business, so we'll leave first. Of course, thank you Mr. Gaimori for answering my questions."
"Hahaha, you're welcome. It's always nice to help others!"
As soon as Zhu Fushimi walked out of the store, he looked at Fujiwara Yu and Yin Dahang who were standing beside him. He wanted to tell them about his parents' case, but he didn't know how to say it... After suffering a huge trauma, he also lost some of his memory, and it even became more and more vague as he grew older.
This feeling was very uncomfortable, and it also made Zhu Fujingguang anxious, because he was worried that one day he would forget all the information about the case. Does that mean that he would never be able to avenge his parents?
At least the murderer who arbitrarily deprives others of their lives must be brought to justice, so he becomes stubborn and believes that only he, the only party involved, can solve the case.
"If you don't want to say it, don't force yourself."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Fushi Jingguang was stunned. He was a little surprised that it was Fujiwara Yu who said this, rather than Yin Da. Because in his understanding, Fujiwara rarely said such words. He was not talkative, which always gave people the impression that he was not nosy.
Noticing the gazes of others, Fujiwara Yuu put his hands in his pockets and said lazily with drooping eyelids:
"It's perfectly normal for people to have secrets. Didn't you keep a secret for me, too?"
"Hmm? Is there some unspeakable secret between you two?" Yin Dahang spoke up at the right time to ease the atmosphere, but the gossipy look on his face was real.
"It was the time when you and I went out. I noticed that Morofushi's door was ajar, and when I went downstairs, I happened to catch a glimpse of his smirking expression out of the corner of my eye." Fujiwara Yu explained calmly.
Yin Dahang was a little surprised when he heard this. He showed a strange expression and said:
"Huh? I didn't expect you to be so interested in eavesdropping, Morobuchi?"
"What are you talking about, Squad Leader Yin Da? I'm not interested in that, okay?!" Zhu Fu Jingguang's voice couldn't help but rise a few notches. He frowned and explained, "Actually, I was planning to leave that time, but as soon as I opened the door, I heard the two of you standing in the hallway chatting openly. That's not eavesdropping."
"I see, hahaha, sorry for misunderstanding you!"
Zhu Fu Jingguang knew very well that Squad Leader Yin Da wanted to change the subject quickly. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved when he saw how the two of them cared about him.
He was paranoid when it came to his parents' case. He didn't even tell his brother, Takaaki Morifushi, that he became a policeman just to solve the unsolved case that weighed on his heart, nor did he lend a helping hand to his childhood friend Rei Furuya.
Because he was afraid that everyone involved in this case would become unhappy, he no longer wanted anyone to leave his side...especially those he cared about, including Fujiwara Yuu and others who were gradually planned into the "friends" category.
However, Zhu Fujingguang knew very well that a person's power was limited. If he turned away those who wanted to help him now, he would never be able to walk out of the dark closet again.
Zhu Fujingguang was silent for a long time, then raised his head again with a trace of embarrassment on his face. He stretched out his hand to scratch the tip of his nose, and shifted his gaze to the side, not daring to look at the two people in front of him:
"Well, actually, I have something I want to ask you all."
Yin Dahang couldn't help but pause after hearing this. He didn't expect Jing Guang to finally open up and talk about his past. He put his arms around the shoulders of the two people beside him and said with a smile:
"No matter what it is, Fujiwara and I will fully assist you. And Furuya and the others should also be looking forward to your request!"
Fujiwara Yuu nodded, saying he would do his best. He instinctively reached for the disinfectant spray in his pocket, but retracted his fingers because he found he wasn't as resistant to physical contact as before.
It seems acceptable for friends to put their arms around each other.
Zhu Fu Jingguang pondered it carefully in his heart and said seriously:
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