Metropolitan Police Department, tea room on the tenth floor.
For seven days straight, Fujiwara Yuu, constantly on assignment, slumped against the wall of the tea room, espresso in hand, trying to recharge his energy bar. There was no assignment yet, probably another last-minute task before leaving work.
"Why."
"Oh, Brother Yingsi, why are you sighing?"
The man who walked into the tea room was Juzo Megure from the Third Division of the Criminal Investigation Division. He was accustomed to calling his peers or subordinates with whom he had a good relationship "brother". He smiled and took out a milk chocolate from his pocket and motioned for Sosuke Takashi to eat it.
"Thanks." Fujiwara Yu opened the package and stuffed it directly into his mouth. It was sweet with a hint of bitterness. On normal days, he would definitely not want to eat it, but now he was in a bad mood and having something sweet could help him lighten up. He turned his head to look at Megure Jusan and asked, "Inspector Megure, how is your department doing recently?"
Megure Jusan added three sugar cubes to the coffee cup, and after making sure the bitterness of the coffee was almost gone, he responded cheerfully:
"Our department is still the same as before, but it's become a lot easier. Although we've had a lot of cases to deal with these past few days, Brother Maoli has been very helpful. I haven't had many overtime days, so it's been pretty good."
Maori? Could it be Maori Ran's lousy detective father?
Fujiwara Yu had previously researched Ran Mori's background, so he was well aware of Kogoro Mori's deductive abilities. He was decent at investigating cats and dogs, or affairs, but when it came to serious homicide cases, he was completely unreliable.
"Who are you talking about, Brother Maori?"
"You know that kid Xiaolan, right? He is Xiaolan's father, named Maori Kogoro, and he was also your predecessor. However, he resigned from the police force a long time ago and now runs a detective agency in Beika Town." Megure Juzo replied.
Quit your job as a police officer and open a detective agency. Wait a minute, I seem to have heard this idea somewhere before?
Fujiwara Yuu held the coffee cup and fell into deep thought, recalling what Instructor Onizuka had said when he was in the police academy.
——"He has resigned and now seems to have opened a detective agency in Beika Town."
This is too much of a coincidence. When Fujiwara Yu was investigating, he did not pay much attention to Maori Kogoro's background. He only knew that he was married to a lawyer named Kisaki Eri and was separated. He currently worked as a private detective, but his performance was not very good.
It can’t be such a coincidence for a shooting genius who never misses a shot, right?
Fujiwara Yuu took a sip of his coffee, pretending to be quite interested, and said with a smile:
"A private investigator? Kudo Shinichi really made the right choice in choosing his childhood sweetheart. He has someone to learn from right in front of him."
"Hahahaha, Brother Maori has only just come to his senses recently. Sometimes I even wonder if this guy is doing it on purpose. He often caused trouble for our department when he was working in the Investigation Division 1!"
"Oh? Did he just come to his senses recently? Is there someone teaching him?" Fujiwara Yu's eyes lit up. He always felt that this was a very important piece of information. Could it be related to Kudo Shinichi? Was that kid hiding in his childhood sweetheart's house?
When Megure Jusan heard this, he couldn't help but think of the little boy who was jumping around at the scene of the crime. He half-jokingly said:
"You know what? There's actually an interesting little boy living at Maori's house. He doesn't seem to be afraid of crime scenes at all. He makes some strange moves from time to time. You could say he's a natural detective. Even his name fits the bill perfectly."
"Little boy?"
When Fujiwara Yu heard this, he knew it wasn't Kudo Shinichi. Was he overthinking it? But what he heard next froze him in place. If he hadn't been mentally strong, the coffee cup in his hand would have made close contact with the ground.
"His name is Edogawa Conan, brother Tokugi, do you think this name is interesting?" After saying this, Megure Jusan chuckled twice, completely unaware of the change in Tokugi Sosuke's expression.
Edogawa Conan?
Wait, what did Inspector Megure just say?
Fujiwara Yuu tried hard to calm himself down. He turned his head and looked at Megure Jusan, his tone extremely serious:
"Inspector Megure, are you saying that this little boy named Edogawa Conan is not afraid of the crime scene? Really? How old is he this year?"
"I remember Brother Mori said that he was about seven years old and in the first grade of Teitan Elementary School." After a brief recollection, Megure Jusan answered affirmatively.
Seven years old, first grade in elementary school.
The so-called lucky boy Edogawa Conan is actually an elementary school student?!
What a joke! Was Ariadna lying to him? Was Edogawa Conan just a hint, and were the true children of destiny his parents? That must be the case. He couldn't believe the key to this world was a young elementary school student.
"Oh, so that's how it is. Who knows, maybe he can become our junior when he grows up." Fujiwara Yu's mood dropped to the bottom. He forced a smile and greeted Megure Jusan. He quickly walked towards the office to ask for leave.
Yin Dahang looked at Fujiwara Yuu who was hurriedly filling out the leave application, and his head was full of question marks. He looked at Takagi Wataru who was slurping instant noodles and asked:
"Takagi, do you know what happened to this guy Yingsi?"
"Hmm?" Takagi Shigeru swallowed the noodles in his mouth and shook his head. "I don't know. I just saw him chatting with Inspector Megure in the tea room."
Yin Dahang held his chin and thought for a while, but finally swallowed his doubts and curiosity. It would not be a good idea to go and ask Inspector Megure for information, so he decided to go to his house in the evening to see if something had happened at home.
At this time, Fujiwara Yu, who was the center of the topic, had already gotten into his beloved car. He took out his mobile phone and sent an email to Mao Li Ran. If he wanted to contact Edogawa Conan at this time, he could only rely on... huh?
Before he pressed the send button, he saw Megure Jusan running out in a hurry. He quickly opened the car door and asked:
"Inspector Megure, is there a case?"
"Huh? Brother Takashi, why are you here?" Megure Jusan paused as he got into the police car. He smiled helplessly and said, "I wonder if something really happened. Conan just called the police from a pay phone and said he found a body."
"Is that so? Then Inspector Megure doesn't need to go out. Leave this case to me. I just happen to have something to talk to Miss Mori about." Fujiwara Yuu didn't expect that a juicy ...
Well, it's a bit disrespectful to the victim, but he will definitely solve the case.
"Hey, is this okay? You've asked for leave for nothing."
"It's okay, it's on the way anyway."
"Okay, I'll leave it to you. Who knows, there might not be any evidence, and it might just be that kid Conan making it up."
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