Sonoko Was Kidnapped

The night sky over Tokyo is sparkling with stars that don't belong to Tokyo itself.

Fujino drove back to 5-chome, dropped Ran and the others off at home, then drove into the underground parking garage, went upstairs, and returned to his room.

"One hundred pounds is still a bit light."

Fujino removed his Weight Suit and sighed softly.

Although 100 pounds is close to the weight of an adult, it represents the training level of an elite Navy SEALs team.

But for Fujino, it still lacked a bit of skill.

If it can reach 200 pounds, that would be about right.

Just as Fujino was pondering, a series of system notifications suddenly rang in his ears:

[Host detected to have completed Detective Profession Mission: (Car bombing case) Target 1]

[System Task rewards: 500,000 yen, 50 Detective Reputation, and 1 All Profession Points have been issued!]

Current balance: 8.36 million yen

[Current Detective Reputation: 600 | 1500]

"I'm almost there for a ten-pull..."

Fujino glanced at his system balance, stood up, stretched his shoulders, and yawned before collapsing onto the sofa like Ge You.

After resting for a moment, he stood up, took a bottle of Green Tea from the refrigerator, strolled leisurely to the window, and looked out. "If I'm not mistaken, that Sakihara Megumi should be Target Two..."

He had actually suspected this as early as when the System Task was issued.

However...

Without evidence, he decided to turn a blind eye.

There's no point in saying that.

Let's just leave this case as a coincidence and let it end there.

"Some truths are better left hidden in the shadows than revealed to the world..."

After breathing in some fresh air, Fujino drew the curtains.

After thinking for a moment, he locked the door again before sitting down on the sofa.

Opening his Pocket Dimension, Fujino focused his attention on the six handguns he currently possessed.

With a thought, the pistols were taken out and placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Fujino currently owns six pistols: an M37, Beretta 92F, two M1911A1s, Glock G17, and a Type 54.

Four of these six pistols share a common characteristic.

That means it once served in the mold.

Furthermore, there are traces of combat left on the surface of the firearms.

Pisco's words are easy to understand.

After all, the Alcohol Company can even get its hands on Black Hawk helicopter.

But what about the underworld...?

That's a bit outrageous.

However, it's not entirely incomprehensible.

It's quite reasonable that the U. S. military has many bases here, and that the underworld has some American weapons.

"Arms smuggling?"

Fujino looked at the six pistols, murmured something, shook his head slightly, and reached for the Type 54 pistol, playing with it.

As for arms smuggling, let him smuggle if he wants; it's none of his business.

Anyway, this isn't his real homeland...

Looking at the Type 54 pistol in his hand, Fujino couldn't help but chuckle softly.

The Type 54 pistol was one of his favorite handguns.

Cheap, durable, low failure rate; in his past life, he was fortunate enough to have handled it... It was a good gun.

The most eye-catching feature is the five-pointed star on the black bakelite, which is why the Type 54 is also known as the Big Black Star.

Five-pointed stars are hard to find in this place.

A familiar feeling.

Pull the sleeve.

A crisp "Kata" sound rang out.

Fujino felt his boyish heart almost melting.

"Knock knock knock!"

Just then, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"They're here."

Fujino hurriedly put away his pistol and responded.

Pushing open the door, I saw a big little girl wearing a gray dress and a white apron standing in front of the door.

"Fujino, dinner is ready."

Ai Haibara looked up at Fujino, her tone calm yet slightly gentle.

"That's outrageous... to actually try to kill his own wife to defraud insurance money or something."

At the dinner table, after listening to Fujino's explanation of the case, Akemi Miyano spoke with some indignation.

"But all of this is thanks to our Great Detective, isn't it?"

Ai Haibara spoke, she turned to look at Fujino: "Otherwise, she would probably have been kept in the dark for the rest of her life."

"Uh-huh."

Akemi Miyano nodded in agreement and turned her gaze to Fujino: "Thanks to Fujino- kun."

"Ahem, Great Detective stuff... let's eat first."

Fujino felt a little awkward for a moment, silently picked up a piece of Kung Pao Chicken and put it in her mouth, changing the subject. "By the Ai, Ai, when did you learn Chinese cooking?"

"Just recently, I noticed that you prefer cooking Chinese food, so I took some time to learn some."

As she spoke, a hint of anticipation flickered in Ai Haibara's eyes. "So, what do you think... how does it taste?"

"What does it taste like?"

Fujino pondered for a moment upon hearing this, and unconsciously entered commentary mode. "It might be better if the flavor were a bit stronger. Actually, it's not just the flavor; in my opinion, the cooking method also has some issues."

Ai Haibara lowered her head. "Is that so..."

Fujino was momentarily stunned, vaguely sensing a hint of disappointment in the expression.

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Actually, Ai, your cooking skills are fine. It's just that the recipes aren't authentic. I'll cook dinner tomorrow, and you can learn from me."

"That's right, Ai is quite talented at cooking."

Akemi Miyano scratched her head and chimed in, "Unlike me, I can turn the kitchen into a fire scene just by cooking a meal."

"Um."

Ai Haibara nodded slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips.

In the blink of an eye, several days have passed.

His days have been quite fulfilling these past few days.

In the morning, he would put on 100-pound weights for morning training, then send Ai Haibara to school. After school, he would train at the Konoha Kendo Hall. In the evening, he would teach Ai Haibara how to cook, and then go out to rob the wicked and help the poor, while also racing cars to earn some experience.

Unfortunately, I didn't encounter any murder cases.

The client did accept a case involving finding a mistress.

I earned 600,000 yen and 60 Detective Reputation.

The balance has reached 8.96 million yen, and the reputation is 660 points.

Evening, in the Fujino family kitchen.

"For braised pork slices, you should mainly choose meat from the front and hind legs, add an appropriate amount of salt, pepper, cooking wine, and a drop of sesame oil... then coat it with potato flour..."

Fujino, wearing a white apron, was busy with her work while explaining each step to Ai Haibara.

Thanks to his knowledge of everyday cooking, his speech went quite smoothly.

Why add a drop of sesame oil?

Ai Haibara stood to the side and asked a question in a low voice.

She held a small notebook in her hand, watching intently, taking notes of every step Fujino took.

"This drop of sesame oil may seem insignificant, but this step is very important."

Fujino patiently explained, "The main purpose of sesame oil is to enhance the aroma and remove fishy smells. If you don't add it, there's not much of a problem, but the taste will be much worse."

"Um."

Ai Haibara nodded and made a few strokes in her notebook.

"Ring ring!"

Just then, a phone rang in my pocket.

Fujino lowered his head and glanced at his hands.

It's all potato starch.

Helpless, he could only turn to Ai Haibara beside him and instruct, "Ai, could you help me see who called? The phone is in my left pocket."

"In the left pocket?"

Ai Haibara stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and pulled her phone out of the pocket under Fujino's apron. She glanced at it and said, "It's an unknown number."

He then pressed the answer button, stood on tiptoe, and handed the phone to Fujino's ear.

Fujino knelt down to cooperate, Ran's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone. "Fujino- Senior! Sonoko has been kidnapped by strangers!"

"Sonoko has been kidnapped?"

Fujino frowned upon hearing this and reassured her, "Ran, don't panic. Explain what exactly happened."

That's right.

Ran took a deep breath and calmed herself down on the other end of the phone. She explained, "Today, Sonoko and I went shopping. We met an old man on the bus, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye... I found a floppy disk in my bag... Later, in order to investigate the old man, Sonoko and I went to the bus stop and learned that the old man had been kidnapped by a man wearing sunglasses... Then Sonoko was taken away by that man wearing sunglasses."

"I wanted to contact my dad, but he was drunk and couldn't understand anything."

"So that's how it is."

Fujino pondered for a second upon hearing this, then asked, "Where are you now?"

"The business headquarters of Ping'an Bus Station".

"I'll be right there."

Fujino hung up the phone and went to the sink to wash his hands, rinsing off the potato flour. He then said to Ai Haibara, "Ai, I have to go out for a bit. That's all for tonight."

"Going out so late..."

Ai Haibara watched Fujino's somewhat hurried figure and asked curiously, "What happened?"

"Yes, there are indeed some important matters."

As Fujino washed his hands, he said in a deep voice, "Sonoko has been kidnapped. I have to go there."

"The Sonoko..."

Ai Haibara thought for a moment, "Is it that girl with the big forehead?"

"Forehead..."

Fujino paused in washing his hands, thought for a moment, and nodded, saying, "That's right, it's her."

Fujino quickly changed into Bulletproof Suit, Wooden Sword over his shoulder, and rode his motorcycle out of the underground garage.

"Be safe."

Ai Haibara stood by the window and called out to Fujino, who was driving out downstairs.

"I see."

Fujino waved, then put on his helmet and twisted the throttle.

The motorcycle's taillights turned into a red streak and disappeared into the darkness on the highway in 5chome.

"A new bodyguard job mission has been detected. Please check your inbox!"

"A bodyguard job?"

Fujino rode his motorcycle, his gaze fixed on the System Task interface in front of him: [Bodyguard Job Mission: Rescue Suzuki Sonoko

Mission objective: Rescue Suzuki Sonoko from the kidnappers.

Mission Reward: One million yen, one hundred bodyguard career points

Task countdown:??? None available.

"Is there no location label?"

Fujino stared at the mission details on the system interface, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Looks like I'll have to go check on Ran first..."

He remembered this case.

It's basically about an old man who stole a fake list of accounts that a company used to bribe Japan officials and shareholders, and he planned to expose it.

To prevent the matter from being exposed, the company had its employees, who specialized in handling such shady dealings, kidnap the old man.

But just before the old man was kidnapped, he handed the disk containing the fake accounts to Ran.

As a result, Ran also became a target of those people.

In order to find the owner of the disk, Ran and Sonoko, along with their Police Dog Conan, followed the clues and eventually found the bus stop.

Then Sonoko was kidnapped by those people.

For the time being, the Sonoko is not in any danger.

However, if it drags on for too long, then it's hard to say.

He still doesn't want the Sonoko to become a local specialty for rice flowers.

Although he's a bit of a carefree person, he's genuinely a good person and one of the few friends he has in this world.

"Looks like we need to hurry?"

Fujino took a deep breath, activated Eagle Vision, and floored the accelerator.

A loud booming sound rang out.

The jet-black motorcycle shot off like a sharp sword.

The red taillights drew a red Japan in the dead of night.

Meanwhile, on the streets of Tokyo, in a 'Panda' patrol car belonging to the Metropolitan Police Department's Traffic Division.

A female police officer in a traffic police uniform sat in the passenger seat and yawned.

Then, turning to Yumi Miyamoto, who had long black hair, a pretty face, and was also wearing a traffic police uniform, he said, "Yumi, are we going to catch those two street racers again tonight?"

"Of course we should arrest them."

Yumi Miyamoto's eyes were particularly determined. "Today, I'm going to catch that guy."

"Let's forget about it."

The policewoman standing nearby waved her hand, "We couldn't stop that guy yesterday, and even if we had, it would most likely have been the same as before—we'd only caught a glimpse of his car before he was left behind..."

Yumi Miyamoto did not reply, but turned to look out the window, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

As a law-abiding young man, Fujino would naturally not drive his Ford Taurus to race with street racers.

Then, a mysterious man driving an AE86 and a 125cc motorcycle appeared in Tokyo's street racing scene.

The name "Tokyo's Number One Speed Fujiwara" comes from the "Fujiwara Tofu Shop" sign on the back of the car, which was glimpsed by chance.

The reason for the "Death Line 125" is that the mysterious person rode a 125cc motorcycle, and each time he left behind only a long red taillight.

Since most motorcycle racers are actually delinquents, the term "motorcycle" sounds a bit childish and pretentious.

In reality, Fujino never killed anyone in the accident.

The Metropolitan Police Department's Traffic Division believes that the two people are the same person.

Because they appeared at the same time, and both of them were driving at speeds far exceeding normal limits, and their appearances occurred at roughly the same times.

"Buzz—"

Just as Akemi was pondering, a black motorcycle shadow sped past her.

The roar of the engine echoed all around, gradually diminishing in volume as the distance increased.

"?"

Yumi Miyamoto paused for a moment, then looked in the direction the motorcycle had gone, only to see a long red line remaining...

"That just now... could it be..."

The policewoman sitting in the passenger seat looked completely bewildered.

The dark shadow just flashed by, leaving a long red trail of taillights.

"That's him!"

Yumi Miyamoto quickly recovered, floored the gas pedal, turned on the siren, and started yelling through the megaphone, "Pull over! Death Line 125!"