Are You Picking a Fight on Purpose?

"Yes, after today, our movie theater will officially close down."

Just then, an old man walked up from behind the crowd and said, "To be honest, this movie theater has been open for thirty years. I'm really a little reluctant to see it close down."

The old man's name was Muramatsu Akio, and he was the owner of this movie theater.

He was wearing a brown shirt, a black tie, round-framed glasses, gray hair, and a cane; he was also somewhat hunchbacked.

The owner looks quite old, almost as old as Director Ochiai.

However, Director Ochiai was clearly much more energetic than Director Muramatsu.

"No wonder there were ropes scattered all over the screening room earlier; it turns out the theater was closing."

Conan's doubts were resolved, but he expressed some regret.

"I'm so sorry, little brother, I made you have a bad movie-watching experience."

Muramatsu Akio said apologetically, "The people who bought this place requested a demolition project that was scheduled too tightly, which is why our viewing room is such a mess."

"Seriously, isn't the contract supposed to be signed tomorrow?"

Yuri Yuriko complained, "Why does that guy have to tear down our movie theater before he pays? Is he in such a hurry?"

"What kind of talk is that?"

Just then, a loud and arrogant voice rang out.

Fujino looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man with a cigarette in his mouth, wearing a black shirt, with dark skin, and looking like a gangster from a yakuza movie walking towards him.

As he walked, he arrogantly said, "If it weren't for the fact that your boss is so old and had to beg me to wait until the opening anniversary to close, I would have already torn this place to rubble. You poor, pathetic employees wouldn't even have the right to speak then..."

"What do you mean by 'our boss begging you from all sides'?"

Yuri Yuriko retorted angrily, "Isn't it all because of you that our business is failing? And you haven't even paid us yet, so why should we tear it down?"

"Alright, Yuriko, don't say that."

Muramatsu Akio smoothed things over, reluctantly greeting Zhang Tianzhengci with "Zhang Tian".

"Hmph, this old man is at least somewhat sensible."

Zhang Tianzhengci snorted coldly, "You should be grateful that I'm taking over the land of your dilapidated movie theater."

As he spoke, he glanced at everyone.

He glanced at Yuri Yuriko, then at the Junior Detective League, and finally fixed his gaze on Fujino.

Having determined that Fujino wasn't particularly muscular and had fair skin, he launched into a sarcastic remark. "But I really didn't expect this. I specifically waited until the last day this movie theater was open to come and see, and there were only a handful of customers—a bunch of brats and one adult. What's even more ridiculous is that the adult actually had the kids chip in to buy popcorn. How pathetic..."

Fujino: "?"

Fujino glanced down at the popcorn in his hand and the coffee in his other hand, his brows furrowing slightly.

Are you deliberately picking a fight?

"Zhang Tian, could you please stop harassing our guests?"

Yuri Yuriko's expression was serious.

His words were laced with anger.

"What right do you, a woman like you, have to speak?"

Zhang Tianzhengci took a light drag on his cigarette, looked at Fujino, and said in an increasingly unfriendly tone, "If you ask me, relying on a child to buy popcorn is just being a spineless coward who needs a woman to back him up..."

"If you can't speak properly, you can shut up."

Fujino's gaze darkened. "If you can't close it yourself, I can help you."

"You brat, am I wrong to call you a coward?"

Zhang Tianzhengci pretended to wave his fist, striking a pose like a thug. "Are you looking for death?"

"Threatening me?"

Fujino clenched his fist calmly, his fingertips making a series of crisp sounds.

As the combat effect was triggered, his aura began to gradually surge.

A chilling aura spread around, and the air temperature seemed to drop several degrees.

"Fujino... you..."

Conan looked at Fujino's back, his expression slightly serious.

He could tell that Fujino was serious.

Are you worried about him?

Ai Haibara stood to the side and asked Conan a question.

With her keen senses, she naturally noticed Fujino's sudden change, but she didn't show too much concern.

"I'm worried that he'll beat that guy up badly..."

Conan said worriedly, "It would be fine to deal with criminals, but fighting with people like this would be very troublesome. We might even get taken away by the police for fighting."

"Don't worry about that, the two of them won't fight."

Ai Haibara remained calm and composed. "He's not as impulsive as you. That old man just wanted to cause trouble for the movie theater."

"What do you mean by being as impulsive as me..."

Conan gave a deadpan look, then smiled knowingly at Ai Haibara: "But come to think of it, it hasn't been that long, and you already know him so well?"

Ai Haibara glanced at Conan: "It's all thanks to that Great Detective who kicked me out in the middle of the night."

"However, it wouldn't be accurate to say I understand it..."

Ai Haibara withdrew her gaze and muttered to herself, "Besides, what we know about him is just a facade he deliberately presents to us. I think there's probably no one in this world who can truly understand his thoughts."

After Fujino unleashed the aura of Fighting Expert.

Zhang Tianzhengci panicked instantly.

The cigarette he was holding fell to the ground, and a sense of crisis crept into his heart.

Before I knew it, the back of my shirt was even soaked with cold sweat.

"Hmph, I won't stoop to your level."

After a brief silence, Zhang Tianzhengci snorted coldly, then walked dejectedly toward the viewing room next door.

As Ai Haibara said, his main purpose was to find fault with the movie theater.

Adding unnecessary complications would not be worthwhile for him.

Moreover, he vaguely sensed that this seemingly weak kid in front of him could cripple him within three moves.

Having worked as a real estate agent in the 1990s, he naturally had some underworld connections.

He had only ever seen that kind of aura, the kind that sent chills down his spine, in his older brothers who had contributed a lot to the land reclamation project in Tokyo Bay.

Fujino glanced at Zhang Tianzhengci, who had slunk away.

In Mika, it's rare to see someone this brave.

He's argumentative with the detective, has a terrible personality, and is also a company president—all these elements are there.

Given the nature of the Conan World, it'll probably be opened by the Mikado people in a few days and become part of the detective's achievements.

However, he still felt somewhat annoyed...

The thing he hated most in his life was being called a coward.

Let's ask this guy what his company is called later.

He, Teng, prefers to settle scores later.

At that moment, a man named Furukawa Minoru noticed the commotion and came out of the screening room.

"This guy is so annoying every time."

Furukawa Minoru picked up the cigarette butt that had burned a small hole in the carpet, threw it into the trash can, and looked at Zhang Tianzhengci with his fist clenched.