A Twisted Version of Stargazy Pie

"Hahaha!"

Nishikawa Mutsumi laughed wildly, "I will absolutely not let the police catch me!"

She was going to die sooner or later, so she absolutely couldn't let this face accompany her through her final days!

After saying that, she jumped down through the opened hidden door.

"Did he commit suicide because he couldn't handle the shock?"

Fujino stepped forward, lowered his head, his eyes showing neither sorrow nor joy, and looked down through the window. He saw a beautiful blood flower blooming on the lawn below the castle.

Yes, the person is absolutely dead.

Fujino is not Demon of Light and doesn't care whether the criminals are taken away by the police alive.

Anyway, he didn't kill the person himself.

He won't feel any psychological burden.

The sooner this idiot dies, the better.

Taking her away by the police and sentencing her to death, letting her live for a few more years or decades, is already letting her off easy.

After all, the treatment in Japan prisons seems to be quite good.

If elderly people can't make ends meet, they can rob Convenience Store, go to jail, or even retire there.

In the afternoon, the police arrived at the scene to collect the body.

Meanwhile, the real body of Mamiya Masayo was found in the secret passage.

The secrets that permeated this castle were all revealed along with the discovery of the corpse.

Fujino's 1.5 million yen commission was also fully paid by Mamiya Takato.

Originally, Mamiya Takato had planned to have Fujino stay here for dinner.

But recalling the scene of that old hag falling from a height and blooming into beautiful blood flowers on the ground, Fujino felt nauseous.

He declined Mamiya Takato's invitation.

To be honest, he didn't quite understand what was going on with the people in the Conan World.

How can you still eat after something like this?

How could they possibly eat that?

Well, his character still needs more tempering.

Having earned three million yen, Fujino set off on his journey back to Tokyo, completely satisfied.

As a result, his detective level also improved.

After upgrading to Intermediate Two-Star, Fujino allocated his skill points to Detective Intuition, which became Basic One-Star: [Detective Intuition: Basic One-Star (Increases reasoning ability by 50%, and increases reasoning ability by 150% when Detective Intuition is actively triggered; Note: Active skill duration: 100 seconds)]

It's still quite worthwhile.

As for his physical abilities, he's good enough even without any buffs.

As a detective, he still needs to symbolically improve his reasoning skills, otherwise it would be awkward if he encountered an unexpected murder case like the one before.

In fact, reasoning doesn't rely entirely on reasoning ability. For example, perception ability also helps with reasoning.

His overall attribute bonus has increased by 180%, which has also boosted his reasoning ability by 180%. With the addition of a 200% increase in reasoning ability, as long as the cases aren't too brain-intensive or complex, and with the assistance of his perception ability and other system bonuses, he should be able to solve some of the murder cases involving good citizens of Beika.

He earned 3.5 million yen from this deal, bringing his total balance to 8.3 million yen.

A 10-pull at the intermediate level, including system discounts, would cost 8.9 million yen.

He is probably still short 600,000 yen.

If I put all my living expenses into the system, it should be enough by now.

But it's unnecessary.

After all, we still have to make a living, and we need to set aside some money for living expenses.

The risk of winning a prize is too high. Last time I won a lot, but this time, it's not so certain.

The dog system always likes to use a crazy, tempting approach, squeezing all the money out of him before giving him some weird and wonderful things.

Rather than participating in the lottery, Fujino now prefers to complete the president's professional tasks.

In Fujino's mind, opening a shop was second only to strengthening his own abilities, and slightly more important than winning the lottery.

After all, if he could open a shop, he would have a steady stream of funds.

Upon arriving in Tokyo, Fujino glanced at the time and, seeing that it was already afternoon, drove off to pick up his child and take him home.

He drove home and took Ai Haibara upstairs.

As soon as he arrived at the door on the third floor, Fujino smelled an unpleasant odor.

It had a burnt smell, very pungent, even more pungent than burning rubber.

Something's not right!

Why does the bedroom smell like burning rubber?!

Fujino frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

Ai Haibara also showed a worried expression.

Pushing open the door, I saw wisps of black smoke rising from the kitchen.

I didn't think much of it.

The two rushed to the kitchen.

Pushing open the door, one's vision is immediately shrouded in black smoke, through which a figure can be vaguely discerned.

Ai Haibara was the first to step forward and turn on the exhaust fan.

As the exhaust fan ran, the black smoke gradually dissipated.

What comes into view is Akemi Miyano standing in front of the stove, holding a large ladle, with an apron wrapped around her.

"Are you... cooking?"

Fujino looked at Akemi Miyano and guessed.

"You're back! I was planning to cook you dinner..."

Akemi Miyano gave an awkward laugh. "But it seems like we failed."

Fujino: "..."

Ai Haibara: "..."

Neither of them expected that Akemi Miyano's cooking would cause such a commotion.

Previously, Ai Haibara was the chef for dinner, with Akemi Miyano helping out.

In a sense, it was always Ai Haibara who was cooking.

A moment later, Akemi Miyano's masterpiece was placed on a plate and taken to the dining table in the bedroom.

Fujino looked at Akemi Miyano's masterpiece and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Ai Haibara looked at the 'delicacy' on the plate with a strange expression.

At this moment, on the table in front of him was a fish head floating on the black broth, its face upturned and eyes wide open in death. The black broth around the fish head was even faintly shrouded in a thick black mist.

It's a heavily modified version of Stargazing!

It's unbelievable that someone could actually make such a bizarre and outrageous dish.

And it was even heavily modified.

In some ways, Akemi Miyano was also a genius.

Fujino silently complained to himself, then looked up and asked Akemi Miyano, "Where did you learn this from?"

"I never expected it to turn out like this, even Yoko Okino's cooking show on TV..."

Akemi Miyano clutched her apron tightly with both hands, her face, smudged with soot from the smoke, showing a pitiful expression.

It's just like a child who has done something wrong.

"..."

In situations like this, the usual solution is to quickly eat the entire failed attempt and then sincerely praise how delicious it was.

However, this kind of dating game tactic doesn't apply here, because Fujino doesn't have any feelings for Akemi Miyano.

This stuff can kill you if you eat it!

"Call..."

Fujino took a deep breath, staring at the fish head on the plate. It looked increasingly familiar, and then he asked in confusion, "Where did you get this fish head from?"

"In the refrigerator."

"You mean that Frozen Fish?"

Fujino recalled the Frozen Fish in the refrigerator.

"That's right."

Akemi Miyano nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Fujino, meanwhile, looked at the fish head on the plate and couldn't help but sigh softly.

No wonder it looks so familiar.

It turns out that Kaito Kid's Noble Phantasm was stewed.

Seeing Fujino's somewhat disappointed expression, Akemi Miyano lowered her head slightly and said guiltily, "I'm so sorry, Fujino- kun. Not only did I make a mess of your kitchen, but I also wasted one of your fish..."

"It's okay, this Frozen Fish has been spoiled for a while."

Fujino waved his hand dismissively, showing no sign of blame.

This Frozen Fish is the same Frozen Fish that broke the toilet on the Serena Elizabeth.

It's obvious that after knocking on the Kaito Kid and then on the toilet, this Frozen Fish is no longer clean.

Thinking of this, Fujino suddenly asked, "But speaking of which, why did you suddenly decide to make dinner?"

"I just wanted to do what I could."

As she spoke, Akemi Miyano gripped the apron tighter, biting her red lips with an embarrassed expression. "I'm currently unemployed and can't be of much help with detective work. Fujino- kun, you're still a student. If I keep causing you trouble and don't do anything, I feel a little guilty..."

"There's nothing to feel bad about. You just woke up from the car accident not long ago, so don't think about it too much."

Fujino noticed Akemi Miyano's unusual expression and comforted her.

"Yes, given Sister Akemi's current condition, she is not suitable to go out to work at all."

Ai Haibara nodded in agreement.

During this time, she also learned some things about Akemi Miyano.

This includes the memory loss that occurred after the car accident.

In a sense, both of them were dependent on others, living off others without doing any work.

In fact, Fujino had noticed this long ago.

To be honest, he did have the idea of having Akemi Miyano go out to work, hand over all her wages, and become an unscrupulous capitalist.

But upon closer reflection, he abandoned the idea.

If we let her go out to work, many things will become complicated.

Moreover, even if you go to work, you'll only earn a little over 100,000 to 200,000 yen a month.

In comparison, keeping her at home to do housework and be at her beck and call is actually more cost-effective.

However, now that she has brought it up, this matter cannot be ignored.

Therefore, human emotions are something Fujino least likes to delve into.

After thinking for a moment, Fujino suddenly came up with a solution and tentatively said to Akemi Miyano, "Sister Akemi, what do you think about opening a beverage shop on the first floor of my building and letting you manage it?"

"A herbal medicine shop?"

Akemi Miyano seemed a little surprised. "Opening a shop must be very expensive... I was just mentioning it casually..."

"Actually, I've had the idea of opening a shop for a Sister Akemi now. If you could help me get a business license and keep an eye on the beverage shop, it would be me causing you trouble," Fujino explained.

Fujino is eighteen years old now, and he doesn't know when his next birthday will come.

Although I already have a motorcycle and car driver's license, I am still not old enough to apply for a business license for the shop.

He had originally planned to ask Akemi Miyano to help with the process, but he just brought it up now.

His purpose in using the identity card on Akemi Miyano was the same.

In Japan, if someone wants to do something, they still need a nominal guardian. Japan Akemi Miyano Akemi Fujino cleverly solved this problem.

Moreover, if he could get Akemi Miyano to help take care of the child, he would save a lot of money on labor costs. Ai Haibara could also come over to help out from time to time. If he did the math, he would win big.

As for wages... what kind of wages does a family need?

Why does it give me a strange Mr. Krabs vibe?