Your Son Is My Son

This case, Fujino remembered it, it was the monthly gift case from Conan...

If he remembered correctly, this case should have been triggered by a young boy handled by Ogawa two years ago who died of appendicitis.

The boy's father sent him the insurance money and gifts, and only today, two years later, did he come to take his son Yuta's life...

"My son?!"

Upon hearing this, Ogawa stood up, looking at Fujino with a face full of confusion, "Is that really true?!"

"Twenty-five million Yen, that's quite a sum..."

As he spoke, Fujino picked up a toy from the coffee table and pointed to its packaging, "And didn't you notice? These packages are already very old... and there are even some scratches on the toys."

"Detective Fujino, you mean..."

"The toys that person sent you should all be old toys. The money and the toys are clearly aimed at your son."

As he spoke, Fujino took out a game console, turned it on, and brought up the character name interface: "Ogino Tomoya... do you know this name?"

"Ogino Tomoya..."

Ogawa frowned, then shouted, "I remember, this should be a patient I handled when I first started working three years ago!"

"That patient was a young boy who died because his appendicitis was found too late. After this child died, his father beat me up, so I have a particularly deep impression!"

"It should be like this."

Fujino nodded upon hearing this, "Twenty-five million. I remember this should be the reimbursement amount for accidental death of an elementary school student's insurance."

"Ogino Tomoya unfortunately passed away during treatment. His family, unable to bear the grief of losing their child, has been sending you gifts and money since then, and today, it's exactly twenty-five million..."

"As for those toys, I think they should be the belongings of that child."

Fujino slowly stood up, appearing to be in deep thought as he deduced:

"Combining this with the content of that letter, if I'm not mistaken, the person who sent you these things intends to take your son's life today, to make you feel the pain of losing a child!"

"I'll call my wife right now to have her pick up Yuta!"

Just as Ogawa was about to make the call, Fujino shouted, "You don't need to rush!"

"Then, what should I do now?"

Ogawa, in a panic, asked Fujino anxiously.

"Cough cough..."

Fujino coughed, "Use our home phone to call the kindergarten and confirm if he has been picked up."

Ogawa quickly made the call to the kindergarten. After confirming that his son had not yet been picked up, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down on the sofa.

"Then Detective Fujino, what should I do now? Should I report it to the police?"

"Since your son is fine for now, we still have time to prepare, no need to rush."

As he spoke, Fujino poured Ogawa a cup of steaming hot tea and explained, "If we report it to the police now, we don't have concrete evidence that someone wants to abduct your son. I'm afraid reporting it won't help..."

"How could this be?"

Ogawa lowered his head and pinched his thigh, a dejected expression showing on his face.

"However, this matter is not without a solution..."

"Please tell me, Detective Fujino!"

Ogawa raised his head, already seeing Fujino as his last hope.

Clearly, this detective was extremely reliable.

He had deduced the identity of the person who sent him money and gifts based on fragmented clues alone, and had even inferred the person's intention to harm his son.

If this person couldn't help, then likely no one could.

"It can be resolved."

Fujino poured himself a cup of black tea and took a sip. "However, the original investigation fee of sixty thousand Yen may need to be increased to six hundred thousand for client protection."

"What?"

Fujino was not surprised by this reaction and explained, "Strictly speaking, you are currently consulting me. Although you are my client, you only commissioned me to investigate the identity of the other party."

"Now, commissioning me to protect your son is another commission, and the amount is different. A normal investigation case is sixty thousand, but protecting personal safety is a commission of six hundred thousand."

"If that person is after your son's life, no one can guarantee if they are carrying a weapon... Sixty thousand Yen isn't worth me risking my life."

"I'll pay the six hundred thousand!"

Ogawa tightly grasped Fujino's hand, "Please, Detective Fujino, protect my son!"

"In that case, your son is my son. I will absolutely not let Yuta get hurt in any way!"

Fujino said solemnly.

He then instructed Ogawa, "By the way, the sixty thousand Yen paid earlier will be considered a deposit. Remember to transfer the remaining five hundred and forty thousand to my account after the commission is completed."

"No problem!"

Ogawa nodded vigorously.

More than an hour later, in front of a certain nursery school.

"Detective Fujino, are you sure that person will come to pick up Yuta?"

Ogawa, sitting in the passenger seat of the car, asked Fujino with some doubt as there was still no movement.

"According to my deduction, there's no mistake."

Fujino glanced at Ogawa and explained, "Even if Yuta isn't in danger, the previous commission of sixty thousand Yen has been completed, so you won't suffer any losses, will you?"

"I understand..."

Ogawa nodded upon hearing this, thinking it made sense.

A moment later, he looked up and saw a suspicious person appearing at the kindergarten entrance.

"It's him!"

His eyes widened, and he excitedly pointed at the furtive figure. "I won't forget. Three years ago, that person beat me up!"

But just as he was about to get out of the car to stop the man from abducting his son, Fujino held him back.

"Are you just going to watch him abduct my son?!"

His mind clouded by rage, he shouted at Fujino.

"That's enough!"

Fujino gripped his shoulders tightly and said in a deep voice, "You know, he recognizes your face. If we alert him now, it won't just be your son who dies! The other children in the kindergarten could also be buried with him!"

"How could this happen..."

He punched the glove compartment hard. "Why does this kind of thing have to happen to me."

"I can understand how you feel."

Fujino nodded and assured him, "Since I accepted your commission, I will absolutely not let Yuta get hurt in any way!"

With that said, Fujino glanced at the dented glove compartment and felt a pang of heartache. After a pause, he continued, "However, you'll have to pay me fifty thousand Yen for the glove compartment repair."

"No problem."

Ogawa nodded, feeling guilty about his earlier outburst.