Obviously, Ayumi Ogino had heard of Fujino's great reputation as the Metropolitan Police Department's consultant, jackal, Black Detective, Grand General of Vespania, and jinx who caused criminal organizations to explode wherever he went.
The moment they met, she recognized him.
Fujino was not surprised. Come to think of it, he was quite famous in the country of Japan; if not famously known by his own brazen self-proclamation, he was still a well-known figure in both the detective and police worlds.
As for Ayumi Ogino before him, Fujino somewhat suspected that she was Vermouth in disguise.
It was only somewhat, though.
On her, Fujino did not feel a single trace of that goosebump-inducing aura belonging to an old auntie.
"Ahem!"
As soon as Juzo Megure entered the door, he saw several colleagues chatting with his good younger brother.
For a moment, he coughed lightly with a trace of sourness: "It's almost time for the meeting, please everyone return to your respective seats."
"Fujino, my brother, come with me and sit next to me."
Fujino turned back and found that Juzo Megure had brought Shiratori Ninzaburo, Matsumoto Kiyochika, and Takagi Watars to the conference room.
Hearing this, everyone returned to their respective seats.
Takagi very consciously followed along and sat down beside Sato Miwako.
Soon, Shiratori Ninzaburo began introducing the case details. It was pretty much the same as what the old auntie had investigated—nothing more than the murder weapon, information about the victims, speculations about the killer, and the like.
Fujino looked toward the audience and saw a large group of police officers in formal attire sitting straight before him.
It looks like the people who came here are all quite young, the oldest probably not exceeding forty...
*They're probably all elites who entered through regular examinations, and there might even