Monthly Gift Incident

The next day, early in the morning, on the fourth floor of the Fujino residence.

In the dimly lit room, Fujino stood in the room where he had been on the first day after transmigrating, studying the chain of evidence connected by red string on the wall, lost in thought.

Speaking of which, the original owner, Fujino Doji's, parents were both famous entrepreneurs in Japan.

The Fujino Company they managed was even ranked among the top Japanese conglomerates…

Fujino Doji, at a young age, was originally a rich second-generation heir.

However, a change occurred a year ago.

A year ago, the couple was caught in a robbery case on their way home after watching an opera.

Although the official statement claimed that the robbers accidentally killed them both, Fujino knew clearly that they were not killed by accident, but by a premeditated murder!

After the couple was murdered, the massive Fujino conglomerate began to decline, until it was completely devoured by several other financial groups… and left behind significant foreign debt.

At that time, Fujino, a high school student, had to give up inheriting the Fujino conglomerate to avoid the debt, keeping only a Ford car and a four-story building he had on hand.

Since then, Fujino Doji's carefree life as a rich second-generation heir had come to an end.

He could only become a detective, barely surviving on meager commission fees.

Before he died of a cold, he had been continuously investigating the truth behind his parents' murder a year ago.

But a year had passed without any progress. The stress and his weakened body became major factors in his death from the cold.

"My parents were murdered in Beika City after watching an opera?"

Fujino narrowed his eyes, observing the photo of the young couple on the wall of the dim room, lost in thought.

Based on his memories from his past life and the two sets of memories in this current world, he suspected that his parents must have been involved in some conspiracy, which led to their murder…

He believed that this matter was definitely inextricably linked to the biggest villain in this world, a certain Black Organization.

The murderers had not yet been caught, and the baffling nature of the case was the best proof of that.

"Although I can't confirm if it's the Alcohol Company yet… it's definitely related to the Alcohol Company…"

Fujino stroked his chin, murmuring with a frown.

A moment later, he sighed, "But with my current strength, it's too difficult to deal with the Black Organization…"

Even though the Alcohol Company was full of double agents, the level of danger made Fujino feel a bit apprehensive.

After all, a certain workhorse of the Alcohol Company dared to spray landmarks with a Black Hawk helicopter. What could an ordinary, somewhat frail high school student like himself possibly fight against?

Even if he were to fight, it would have to be to the point where he could dodge bullets.

"It seems making money is still the key, huh?"

Fujino muttered.

Money was still the thing he needed most urgently… Besides allowing him to escape his current predicament, it could also strengthen his own abilities.

Otherwise, with just his wooden sword, a few enhancement cards, and one enhancement skill… he probably wouldn't even know who was responsible if a hole was blown in his head.

"Excuse me, is Detective Fujino home?"

At that moment, a man's voice suddenly called out from outside the door.

"Detective Fujino?"

Fujino was taken aback by the sound.

Usually, only clients called him Detective… Could there be another commission?

There have been too many commissions lately… Could it be because of what happened on Moon Shadow Island yesterday that made him famous?

Thinking this, Fujino couldn't help but show a happy smile.

Since it was a holiday today, taking on a commission to earn some extra cash wouldn't hurt.

With that thought, he opened the door and saw a mountain of gifts piled up in front of him.

Then, the mountain built from gifts suddenly collapsed, crashing directly towards him.

Fujino was caught off guard and didn't dodge, getting buried under the gifts.

He was completely submerged in an ocean of gift boxes…

"I'm so sorry, Detective Fujino!"

At this moment, a man with a square face, wearing a brown suit, quickly apologized and reached out to help Fujino up.

Looking at the man's scarred fingers, Fujino's eyes narrowed slightly.

A surgeon?

Looks like I can make a good profit…

"No, I can get up myself!"

Fujino coughed and waved his hand.

After slowly standing up, he revealed his dead fish eyes and looked at the man's face, asking, "So, on a weekend like this, sir, do you have a commission for me?"

"I do have a commission I'd like to trouble Detective Fujino with…"

The man tidied up the gift boxes scattered across the floor, then sat on the sofa and explained the purpose of his visit to Fujino.

The man's name was Ogawa, and from his description, the trouble he encountered seemed to be receiving money and toys every month for the past two years…

It wasn't so much trouble as it was anxiety, perhaps.

After all, the amount of money kept increasing, and it had now accumulated to twenty-five million Yen.

The toys were fine; it was understandable to give them to his five-year-old son to play with.

But the money had him worried sick every day, suspecting the sender might have some ulterior motive.

"Mr. Ogawa, I have a general understanding of your situation."

After listening to the man's request, Fujino cleared his throat and spoke, "So you've come to me to find the person who's been sending you these things?"

"That's right," Ogawa nodded. "If possible, I'd like to know why he's sending me these items."

"Hmm, could it be a former patient of yours?"

"How did you know I'm a doctor?" Ogawa asked, surprised.

"It's just my deduction," Fujino replied, resting his chin on his hands and striking a pose like a famous detective. "Your index fingertips are covered in scratches, which is characteristic of a surgeon, and you also have the faint smell of disinfectant on you."

"That's right..." Ogawa hadn't expected that some of his details would be noticed by the detective in front of him... He really was a remarkable detective.

He nodded before continuing, "I came straight here after finishing an emergency surgery. I didn't expect Detective Fujino to discover that."

"That's just basic detective work," Fujino boasted shamelessly. He then asked meaningfully, "Since you're a surgeon, could it be a former patient sending them? As a way of thanking you for 'saving' their lives or something?"

"I've already asked the patients I've treated... it wasn't them," Ogawa shook his head.

"Aside from that, do you have any other clues?" Fujino asked, seeing Ogawa shake his head.

"Clues..." As he spoke, Ogawa seemed to recall something. He pulled out a letter from his inner pocket and handed it to Fujino. "Oh, right, there's also this letter that was delivered today. I don't know if it counts as a clue."

Fujino took the letter and examined it. Seeing the words: "Twenty-five million Yen has been paid in full, now it's your turn to experience it," his brow furrowed slightly.

"Detective Fujino, have you discovered any clues?" Ogawa asked anxiously as he noticed Fujino's expression change.

"If I'm not mistaken, the real purpose of the person sending the money is your son."