The next morning.
Fujino sat leisurely in the chair in his office, holding a newspaper and reading the headlines across its pages:
Kaito Kid's latest calling card: his target is Her Highness Serisa Elizabeth!
Great Detective Fujino solved a murder case, then caught a robber, and cracked another murder case—solving three cases in a single day, a true workhorse of the detective world...
Shocking! Was it the distortion of human nature or the decline of morality? Beika Batman actually did such a thing to a burly man in a Nagano Prefecture basement...
A bloody case emerged in Nagano Prefecture. Beika Batman infiltrated a criminal organization's hideout and killed more than ten people. The Nagano Prefecture police had yet to issue any statement regarding the incident.
From beating criminals and handing them over to the police to carry out justice, to becoming a cold-blooded vigilante executioner—could justice stained with blood still be called justice?
Her Majesty Queen Serisa Elizabeth of the Principality of England would soon arrive in Japan for a visit.
Kikukawa Karyu's new book was about to be released, the final swan song of a writer who had already passed away...
Fujino scanned the news articles and secretly sighed to himself. This was the charm of journalism.
Organ trafficking was a sensitive topic and got no traffic, while Beika Batman was not sensitive and got plenty of traffic.
They only talked about how many people he had killed, without mentioning what kind of people they were or the nature of the organization they belonged to. They simply glossed it over by calling them a criminal gang.
All he could say was that these people really had studied journalism.
But then again.
Back when I beat the hell out of criminals, everyone called it vigilantism and said it wasn't justice.