Fujino's Deception Method

"Ahem."

Fujino coughed lightly, sensing that something was amiss.

He then continued to try to cover up his lie with Ooka Momiji, saying, "It's just that... I don't really know the specifics, and besides, I can't remember anything from a long time ago. It might be due to the influence of my subconscious."

Fujino paused, then continued in a deep voice, "Besides, I've only just met Ms. Ooka, and this kind of favor..."

Ooka Momiji nodded, seemingly understanding Fujino's feelings. "Iori, the operation is canceled."

She put the phone away, wiped away the tears welling up in her eyes, and asked, "What about our promise?"

"Although, given my personality, there are some things I would never say."

Fujino looked serious. "After all, you said it yourself, this is a matter of life and death, so I can't make any conclusions before I recall it."

As he spoke, he gave a hearty laugh. "Miss Momiji, could you please wait until I recall the details before giving me an answer?"

"Momiji..."

Upon hearing this Ooka Momiji blushed, feeling much closer to him. She sighed softly and said, "I understand... but I will never give up until then!"

Seeing this, Fujino couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fujino's Deception Method was a great success.

Why does it feel a bit like an APU for some reason?

Afterwards, led by Hattori Heiji Toyama Kazuha, the group took a tour around Osaka.

Fujino obtained more information from Ooka Momiji.

No wonder he felt familiar when he went to Kyoto last time; it turns out he had been to Kyoto before.

That was about ten years ago. Fujino's parents took him to Kyoto, apparently to handle some business, and they visited the Ooka family along the way.

At the time, Ooka Momiji was seven years old, and it happened to be Children's Day, so they went out to play together.

But on the way back to Ooka family, they suddenly encountered a stray dog.

Although Goto managed to defeat the stray dog, he was also bitten by it.

What happened next was pretty much a misunderstanding of the source.

But Fujino racked his brains trying to recall the memories in his mind.

The CPU is almost smoking from dry heat.

But he couldn't recall any memories of that time under the Momiji tree.

It seems there's no way to clear up this misunderstanding for the time being.

Fujino couldn't help but sigh softly.

Being entangled with such a rich young lady is quite troublesome.

Then, in the blink of an eye, it was six o'clock in the evening.

Conan Hattori Heiji, adopting a spectator's mentality, did not attempt to decipher the code.

As the time for the coded message, predicted by Fujino, approached eight o'clock, the group decided to return to the Suzuki Art Museum.

Conan and Hattori Heiji, on the other hand, planned to continue their search for the address that Kaito Kid had foretold, under the pretext of continuing their sightseeing.

Fujino did not follow the others; instead, he began to act alone.

When Conan and Hattori Heiji their doubts, Fujino simply replied, "It's part of the plan," and then disappeared, leaving the two speechless as they continued to guess the code.

After Fujino left, Ooka Momiji said, "I'm sorry to have bothered you today," and then left as well.

After parting ways with everyone, Ooka Momiji made a phone call.

A moment later, a man wearing a black trench coat over a butler's uniform, a knitted hat, and glasses walked out from nearby.

The man's Iori Muga, and he is Ooka Momiji's butler and bodyguard.

According to Fujino's memory, he should be a former member of the Japan Public Security Bureau.

"Iori, in your opinion, what do you think of the Tongzhi Emperor?"

Iori Muga Ooka Momiji, who was walking slowly toward her.

"No wonder you've chosen the man, Miss."

Iori Muga took off her knitted hat. "She has a calm personality, speaks very carefully, and is impeccably handsome."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "I have no way of assessing his reasoning ability at the moment, but judging from the fact that he noticed me more than once when you were playing with him, Miss Momiji, he should be pretty good."

Ooka Momiji was somewhat surprised. "He found out about you?"

"Even though I changed my disguise three times and stayed dozens of meters away, he still managed to spot me when I got close. This kind of observational ability, far beyond that of ordinary people, is something even I could only dream of..."

Iori Muga narrowed his eyes. "He didn't expose me, but remained wary of me. He must have deduced that I am your butler, Miss Momiji."

Ooka Momiji nodded in satisfaction. "No wonder he kept looking back before; he had spotted you."

Afterwards, Iori Muga continued, "Besides these aspects of information, I also investigated some other things. I don't know about his strength yet, but I found out about his rank promotion record in the Kendo Association. His teacher is Suwa Yuji kendo master from a kendo family who was recently promoted. His strength is also quite remarkable."

"He even has a special talent for business. Just recently, he opened a shop called 'Snow King Ice City'."

"From all perspectives, he is a near-perfect person and is fully capable of protecting Miss Momiji ... if it were him."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "I, Iori, will give my full support."

"After all, he's my future father."

Ooka Momiji smiled, then asked, "So, regarding that car accident he mentioned, has the investigation been completed?"

"The investigation has been completed."

According to his memory, Iori Muga said, "Just as he said, it was probably the night after he finished recording the Perspective Japan Detective and solved a murder case. On his way home, he was indeed involved in a car accident."

Ooka Momiji asked with concern, "How badly were his injuries back then?"

Iori Muga: "Judging from the driver's death and his report to the insurance company regarding the insurance policy, the accident scene must have been very horrific... The specific extent of his injuries cannot be determined at the moment, as he did not go to the hospital for treatment."

Did you handle it all by yourself?

Ooka Momiji silently lowered her head.

"I'm afraid that's the case."

Iori Muga nodded in agreement. "I consulted experts and professors at Kyoto University. If someone has experienced such a serious car accident, the resulting psychological trauma and external injury can indeed lead to a loss of some stress-related painful memories."

Ooka Momiji asked, "Is there any treatment available?"

"Not at the moment."

Iori Muga shook her head. "This kind of aftereffect can only be recovered by one's own consciousness. It's possible that it will be fine tomorrow, or it's possible that one will never be able to regain that memory in this lifetime."

Is that so?

The Ooka Momiji are somewhat faded.

But she quickly rallied, thinking, "I won't give up."

On the other side, on the roof of Tsutenkaku Tower.

The glowing sky pavilion is not actually the Tenshukaku, but the Tsutenkaku Tower.

The so-called glow is actually the large weather forecast advertising screen on the top of Tsutenkaku Tower.

Fujino remembered this.

So after leaving alone, Fujino found a secluded place, donned Assassin's Robe, and stealthily made his way there.

Before seven o'clock, he secretly arrived at the roof of Tsutenkaku Tower, intending to give Kuroba Kaito a little surprise of finding love by bowing his head.

Whoosh!

A short while later, the sound of a cloak being blown by the evening breeze came from not far away.

Fujino turned his head and saw a large, white thing flying towards them from not far away.

It's Kaito Kid!

That is, that kid Kuroba Kaito.

Kuroba Kaito, dressed in the white uniform of Kaito Kid, landed on the roof of Tsutenkaku Tower.

The evening breeze ruffled his cloak, giving him a cool and stylish look.

Then, he silently climbed onto the antenna of the billboard at the top of Tsutenkaku Tower.

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

Kuroba Kaito stood on the antenna and shouted.

At this time, Fujino also settled down in Bengbu.

"Halo, Kaito Kid."

Fujino casually put the robe into his Pocket Dimension, then stood up and said to Kaito Kid, "Seriously, you're really such a chuunibyou... Don't you feel embarrassed doing this?"

"Fujino?"

Kuroba Kaito noticed the sound and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Fujino standing on the roof of Tsutenkaku Tower, under the billboard.

At this moment, Fujino was wearing a black suit, and his black trench coat fluttered slightly in the evening breeze.

This contrasts sharply with the outfit worn by Kaito Kid.

"Ahem."

Kuroba Kaito coughed lightly.

Reminded by Fujino, he did realize that his shout just now was a bit embarrassing.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down before saying to Fujino, "You really came. As expected of you, you actually cracked my code."

As he spoke, he casually pulled out a remote control.

Drop!

The remote control then made a sound.

Then, beams of light rose from the Osaka Castle Tenshukaku not far away, shooting straight into the sky and exploding into beautiful fireworks.

It's fireworks.

Fireworks filled the sky.

It even illuminated the entire surrounding area.

"You have quite the refined taste, setting off fireworks to add to the festivities before the operation."

Fujino looked at the fireworks filling the sky and smiled.

After a moment of silence, he finally spoke, "So you're planning to blow up the substation?"

"You guessed that?"

Kuroba Kaito turned his head and looked at Fujino with surprise.

"Actually, I just came to this conclusion myself."

Fujino said in a deep voice, "Inspector Nakamori hid the things in other places. You used pigeons to eavesdrop and already knew this. Setting off fireworks was probably to attract attention and make everyone stop to watch the fireworks, and also to create temporary light, right?"

You guessed everything correctly.

Kuroba Kaito sighed softly and pulled out a remote control.

"You've gone too far this time."

Fujino said seriously, "In the past, those big events were fine; I could play along with you. But this time, someone might die."

"No way..."

Kuroba Kaito waved his hand dismissively and said, "I've already investigated. The hospitals and some hotels in the vicinity have backup power, and the fireworks attracted their attention, so it's impossible for an accident to happen."

"What about the transportation infrastructure? What about the people who rely on medical equipment like ventilators to stay alive at home?"

Fujino's expression darkened slightly, and he said sternly, "What if someone has an accident at a traffic light intersection when they weren't distracted by the fireworks? Do you know that if the ventilator suddenly loses power, it could cause those people to suffocate to death? Have you considered those people?"