The Murdered "Detective"

"Fujino, what happened?"

Conan, who was sitting on the right side of the back row, noticed Fujino's actions and asked him curiously.

Fujino didn't reply, but glanced at the arrow he had crushed.

This is a long black arrow; judging from its design, it should be used with a bow and arrow.

The arrowhead is made of iron, and the shaft is made of a pure carbon composite. Even if it is crushed, it will only split in the middle.

He moved his hand inside the car and explained, "An arrow just flew into the car."

"Well?!"

The two people in the back row couldn't help but make a sound of surprise when they saw the broken arrow in Fujino's hand.

"What is that...?"

Mori Kogoro, who was standing next to him, turned his head and glanced at him curiously.

Upon realizing it was an arrow, he broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly slammed on the brakes.

Once everyone was settled, Conan offered his guess. "It probably flew out accidentally from the archery range next door, right?"

However, looking at the arrow that Fujino had already crushed in his hand, he couldn't help but feel speechless.

Just how fast is this guy's reflexes?

He was able to catch the flying arrow with his bare hands and crush it.

Is this something a human being could do?

That's absolutely inhuman!

But thinking about it, it seems like Ran could do it too.

That would be even less of a human thing to do.

I'm so sorry!

Just then, a hurried sound came from not far away.

Fujino turned his head and saw a woman wearing a blue coat, red pants, with long brown hair and a bow and arrow storage bag on her waist running towards him.

Judging from her age, she is probably around 27 years old. Her appearance is not clearly visible because of the sunglasses, but it is acceptable. She has a mature older sister vibe.

She went to the car window and said apologetically to Fujino, "I accidentally missed the target when I was shooting arrows just now. Are you all okay?"

Fujino glanced at the arrow in his hand. "..."

Are you sure you can miss the target that accurately?

After thinking for a moment, he glanced again at the harmless-looking elementary school students sitting in the back row.

Why does it feel like this kid is the culprit?

"What on earth are you doing?"

Uncle Mori's face was grim as he scolded the woman, "That arrow just now almost hit Fujino!"

"Alright, Mouri-niisan."

Fujino smoothed things over, handing the broken arrow to the woman outside the car window. "This arrow almost hit my head, but luckily I reacted quickly and caught it without getting hurt."

"I'm so sorry! I'll be more careful next time!"

The woman took the broken arrow, paused for a moment, then quickly apologized and bowed, while also letting out a sigh of relief.

She was the one who shot the arrow, and although it happened on the archery range, she still bears some responsibility for injuring someone...

Coming to her senses, the woman took off her sunglasses, revealing her beautiful older sister-like appearance, and immediately changed the subject, saying, "By the way, you two wouldn't happen to be the Great Detective Fujino and Mori Kogoro, would you?!"

"Ah... that's true."

Upon seeing the woman's face, Uncle Mori's previously gloomy expression vanished, replaced by a broad smile. "Hahaha, I never expected to run into one of our detective fans here!"

"..."

They all glanced at Mori Kogoro out of the corner of their eyes.

Uncle Mori changes his expression so quickly when he sees a beautiful woman, even faster than Fujino... who was trying to raise the price for his client.

"So, are you also going to that villa not far away?" the woman asked.

"We were planning to go fishing there."

Mori Kogoro responded and looked at the woman curiously, "Since that's the case, are you also staying at that villa temporarily?"

"That's right."

The woman nodded, then gave a meaningful look. "What a coincidence, isn't it? In that case, you Great Detective can finally meet."

Fujino glanced at the woman chatting with Mori Kogoro, his eyes narrowing slightly.

After thinking to himself that this woman was quite good at changing the subject, he asked with a puzzled look, "Speaking of which, detectives meeting... could there be other detectives in that villa?"

"Well... that's a secret."

The woman kept everyone in suspense, saying, "You two will find out when the time comes."

Fujino was speechless for a moment: 'Another riddle teller...'

However, he was actually curious about the Great Detective the woman had mentioned.

Come to think of it, he hasn't encountered any other Great Detective since he came into this world.

Even if you do encounter them, they'll just be other ordinary colleagues.

The group arrived at the villa where they were staying.

Mori Kogoro parked the car.

Fujino opened the car door, a three-story wooden villa stood in the forest.

Calling it a villa isn't quite accurate; judging from its style, it's more like a mountain guesthouse.

The group entered the hotel.

But after waiting for a long time, no one came out.

"What's going on..."

As Mori Kogoro rang the bell, he complained, "Such a big inn, and the day before yesterday there wasn't even anyone to greet the guests."

"Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, several gunshots rang out outside the hotel.

Ran, who rarely hears gunshots, turned around and looked, asking in confusion, "What was that sound?"

"The sound of a gunshot," Fujino replied.

"He's right, it was definitely the sound of a hunting rifle. The forest around here was recently designated as a hunting ground."

An elderly man with a receding hairline, wearing an orange sweater, appeared at the front desk and greeted the group, saying, "You must be the Mori group, right? I'm the only one here today, so I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"So, Dad..."

Ran glanced at Mori Kogoro resentfully and said, "We came from the path through the forest. Wasn't that dangerous just now?"

"Did you come from through the forest?"

The old man exclaimed in surprise, "That is indeed quite dangerous. Although we have placed barbed wire and warning signs within the visible range, tourists still often wander into the Hunting Ground and get injured by stray bullets."

"Hahaha... We already saw stray bullets when we came out of the forest just now."

Mori Kogoro gave an awkward laugh, feeling a wave of lingering fear.

'So, Uncle Mori precisely avoided the area marked with signs and plunged headfirst into the Hunting Ground...'

Fujino was speechless for a moment, muttering to himself, 'Luckily, it was an arrow that was fired back then, and not some 7.62mm bullet or something, otherwise I would have had a really wild imagination...'

"Ring ring!"

At that moment, the hotel door was pushed open.

The group turned around and saw a man dressed in black with a gloomy face walk in. He didn't say much, took the key from the front desk, and went upstairs.

Fujino watched the man walk upstairs.

That aura, that outfit... it has a bit of Alcohol Company vibe.

The open-air platform behind the hotel.

Ran pushed open the back door of the hotel, gazed at the forest scenery before her, and exclaimed, "What a beautiful place!"

"The air is also very fresh."

Fujino chimed in, taking a deep breath of the unpolluted fresh air.

The inn is surrounded by forests, and below the railing is a canyon with the sound of flowing water.

The scenery is quite nice, and the air quality is also very good. For someone like Fujino with a keen sense of smell, it's a good place to relax.

"Heh heh, I told you coming here to fish was the right choice, didn't I?"

Uncle Mori was somewhat smugly boasting about himself.

However, as if his words were law, as soon as he finished speaking, the sky gradually darkened, and raindrops the size of mung beans began to fall, which then gradually grew larger.

The group had no choice but to run back to the inn in a sorry state, and their fishing trip was temporarily out of the question.

The hotel's living room.

It was raining outside the window. Fujino sat on the sofa, watching a TV series called "City Hunter" with a bored expression.

Although the name is exactly the same as another work, it is a detective story, completely different from that of a professional assassin mercenary.

The plot itself wasn't anything special, but the actor who played the Great Detective Sabawo Bannai was just too pretentious.

Fujino felt a little nauseous looking at it.

Ran, on the other hand, was watching with great interest.

As expected, watching dramas is a way of appreciating the characteristics of girls from different eras.

Mori Kogoro was the first to lose his temper. He stood up, turned off the TV, and complained to Ran, "Seriously, Ran, how could you like watching such a childish drama?"

As he spoke, he sat back down on the sofa and continued to complain, "Besides, how could a real detective possibly encounter a murder case every week, happen to meet a detective, and solve the case?"

Fujino: "...?"

He thought about the murder on the plane that had happened just a few days ago, and the murder at the skating rink before that...

That makes sense, considering that things have been fluctuating wildly for the past few days.

Several weeks have indeed passed.

There's nothing wrong with it.

"I'm so sorry, I'm just so lucky."

Just then, a pretentious man walked into the living room, striking a pose with a gun in hand. "I am City Hunter, Sabawo Bannai!"

"Huh?! It's really me!"

Ran stood up and recognized the other person. "Sunaoka Kazuyoshi, the actor who plays the Great Detective in City Hunter."

Fujino turned around and immediately recognized the man as an actor from the TV series they had just watched. Standing next to him was the woman she had met that afternoon.

"So it's the actor..."

Fujino glanced at Sunaoka Kazuyoshi, somewhat disappointed.

The so-called detective is just the actor playing the detective.

He thought he had run into a fellow Great Detective.

I never expected it to be a fake.

"I've already heard Tanikawa mention it. You two are the real-life Great Detective, right? Fujino, who recently saved an airplane, and the Sleeping Kogoro?"

Sunaoka Kazuyoshi responded politely, "I play the role of a detective, so I'm quite interested in detective stuff... It's an honor to meet you today!"

"This way too, Mr. Sunaoka."

Fujino greeted him politely.

"No, no!"

Mori Kogoro exchanged pleasantries, stood up, scratched his head sheepishly, and said, "To be honest, I'm also a fan of yours... I wonder if I could trouble you to sign an autograph for me later."

Two hours later.

As night fell, the heavy rain gradually subsided.

The group sat around the open-air restaurant behind the hotel.

To be fair, Uncle Mori's social skills are indeed impressive.

After a few rounds of drinks, Fujino, Mori Kogoro Sunaoka Kazuyoshi gradually became acquainted and exchanged business cards.

Of course, Fujino couldn't drink alcohol, so he substituted lemon juice for it throughout the meal.

Uncle Mori also drank, but because Ran was there to limit his intake, he didn't drink much.

Sunaoka Kazuyoshi didn't drink much, but he wasn't a good drinker, and his face was already as red as a monkey's bottom.

Fujino picked up the lemonade, took a sip, and glanced at everyone present.

Today, besides Sunaoka Kazuyoshi, there's also the chubby producer Nagatsuka Katsuaki from the same production team, and the gloomy-looking man we met earlier, screenwriter Tahara Toshiaki.

As for that woman, she was his manager Tanigawa Noe, who was also the female president of the agency.

These people came here for team building.

From the conversation, Fujino learned that the producer and Sunaoka spent their days hunting birds in the woods, while the screenwriter stayed in his room brainstorming plot ideas.

As for the manager, he didn't want to hurt the bird, so he went to the shooting range to practice archery instead.

Yes, you're aloof, you're great.

The bird didn't hurt anyone, but it almost gave a grown man a wild goosebump.

"Since you've been holed up in your room all day, shouldn't you, as a screenwriting master, have some ideas by now?"

Just as Fujino's gaze swept across the room, the already drunk Sunaoka Kazuyoshi stood up and sneered at the screenwriter sitting opposite him, "You, the screenwriting master, have been a bit of a letdown lately. The audience can figure out those lousy plots before I can. What am I supposed to act in?"

"Mr. Sunaoka, when I'm writing the script, I also need to consider your awful personality. You should think about me too, right?" screenwriter Tahara Toshiaki said in a gloomy and calm tone.

"Let's not let this ruin our harmony..."

The producer quickly stood up to smooth things over, "We came here for a team-building activity to make the storyline more entertaining, didn't we?"

"Hmph, that's easy for you to say, but you're just as bad as me."

Sunaoka Kazuyoshi sat down again, showing no gratitude. Instead, he turned his attention to producer Nagatsuka Katsuaki, saying, "I've heard all about it. You, who have nothing but money on your mind, have swallowed up a portion of the production funds."

Nagatsuka Katsuaki was speechless for a moment, and without saying anything more, he sat back down in his seat.

"Alright, Sunaoka, go back to your room and rest."

Tanigawa Noe advised, "You've drunk way too much today."

"Hmph, no way! I want to talk to Detective Fujino and Detective Mouri..."

As he spoke, he put his arm around Mori Kogoro's shoulder and turned to Tanigawa Noe, "You gossipy old woman, all you do is scold me all day long. But soon I'll be free from your control. Right now, a big company is offering me a huge commission and wants me to come and sign the contract."

"What... didn't we already talk about this before?"

Tanigawa Noe was taken aback by what she heard, then stood up and helped Mori Kogoro up. "Anyway, you've had far too much to drink. Let's take you back to your room to rest first."

"Hmph... If I leave this firm, none of you will have an easy time..."

Before leaving, Sunaoka Kazuyoshi couldn't help but say one last thing.

"Wait! If you leave, our company won't make any money..."

The producer couldn't sit still any longer and followed along, helping Sunaoka Kazuyoshi back to the inn together with Tanigawa Noe.

"How could this person be like this..."

Ran watched Sunaoka Kazuyoshi leave, somewhat disappointed. "I didn't expect the real person to be so different from the one in the TV series."

"After all, a character is a character, and the actor is a completely different person."

Fujino chuckled and said, "Most actors' roles are not actually the same as their own personalities. Some people can play good people so well that they are actually terrible in real life, while some people seem to have terrible personalities on screen but are actually very good in real life. These are common occurrences."

"That's how it is." Conan glanced at the departing Sunaoka Kazuyoshi in with a sour tone.

"I'm so sorry to have made you laugh. Don't let Sunaoka's appearance fool you, he's actually a pretty good person."

A short while later, the producer returned, sat down awkwardly, and explained to everyone, "However, his alcohol tolerance is really too low. Once he gets drunk, he starts talking nonsense without any regard for others."

"By the way, where is Ms. Tanikawa?"

Fujino glanced behind the producer and asked doubtfully, "Didn't she come back with you after sending the person away?"

"President Tanikawa... said she was a little tired and went back to her room to rest."

As he spoke, the producer picked up a beer bottle, weighed it in his hand, and then realized that there was no beer left.

"I'll go get it."

The screenwriter took the initiative to do the work, stood up from his seat and went into the hotel, returning about ten minutes later.

After Sunaoka left, the atmosphere at the scene improved considerably.

Uncle Mori also started a second round of drinking with the producer.

However, the screenwriter never drank alcohol; it was only the producer and Mori Kogoro who were drinking.

"By the way, Tian Yuan, aren't you going to drink?"

At this moment, the producer noticed screenwriter Tahara Toshiaki, who had been sitting quietly to the side, pouring him drinks. "I haven't seen you drink since just now."

"I won't drink it."

Tahara Toshiaki waved his hand and said helplessly, "After all, I still need to think about the plot of what to do next... By the way, I need to write it down quickly."

As he spoke, he stood up, walked to a seat to the side, opened his notebook, and began to write furiously.

At that moment, a Mediterranean-style staff member at the hotel suddenly opened the back door and greeted Nagatsuka Katsuaki, saying, "Mr. Nagatsuka, there's a phone in the living room for you. The person on the other end says they're from Tokyo."

"It's already eight o'clock, who would call me then?"

Nagatsuka Katsuaki raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. "In that case, I'll excuse myself for a moment."

"What's going on? We've finally had a good time drinking."

Mori Kogoro complained, then looked at Fujino beside him. "In that case, Fujino, why don't you have some juice with me... It's a shame you're not an adult yet. If you were, we could drink to our hearts' content!"

"Dad! Didn't the doctor say a while ago that you need to be moderate?"

Ran was sullen and looked resentful.

"Ha ha..."

Fujino smiled without saying a word.

Let's wait until he's twenty. It'll probably be ten or eight years.

While making sarcastic remarks, Fujino was also secretly pondering in his heart.

He felt this lineup was somewhat familiar, like an actor who had a grudge against the others in his production crew.

Could it be that the Rice Flower Man will appear again this time?

If it happens, then it will be another classic three-choice case.

"さないでを,はnudistせるもの..."

Just then, Yoko Okino's popular ringtone suddenly rang.

Fujino took out his phone, and the screen displayed: Unknown caller ID.

The moment the call connected, Sunaoka's suggestive voice came from the other end. "How about it? Come to my room and we'll talk about detective stuff... Wait, what's that...?"

The call was then disconnected.

Fujino: "..."

Is this Sunaoka a place that turned into Nantong after getting drunk?

Nantong is over!

"Brother Fujino, what happened?"

Seeing that Fujino's expression was a bit strange, Mori Kogoro asked in confusion.

Fujino took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Sunaoka said he wants me to go to his room to talk about detective work..."

"Well?!"

Ran was stunned upon hearing the voice, "Mr. Sunaoka... could it be?!"

Although the product does not match the actual item, at least he is still a normal person.

But this...

Ran was even more disappointed.

Conan smirked and instinctively reached into his pocket to pull out Sunflower Seeds.

But they ended up empty-handed.

The Sunflower Seeds are all gone.

He didn't bring Sunflower Seeds on this trip.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud bang rang out.

"It's gunfire!"

The group turned around in surprise and saw Tahara Toshiaki suddenly stand up, glance around, look at the other side of the valley, and shout loudly, "It's the other side of the valley!"

The group gathered around the platform's railing, looking around.

Fujino silently activated Eagle Vision and used his Vision Enhancement Glasses to focus his gaze on what was in front of him.

However, no human-like vital signs were found.

The sound must have come from at least a hundred meters away across the valley.

But this is just too loud...

"Who's still shooting at bird eggs so late at night?"

Mori Kogoro complained, then called out, "Everyone, let's hurry back. It's too dangerous here."

"What happened?"

At this moment, Tanigawa Noe also came out of her room upstairs to the balcony, wearing a rather alluring loose purple bathrobe that revealed the upper part of her chest. She looked like she had just come out of the bath and asked the people below with a puzzled expression.

"Ms. Tanikawa, did you hear a gunshot just now?"

Uncle Mori looked up and asked loudly, his eyes fixed on him.

"So you all heard it too, then I didn't mishear it."

As she spoke, she turned her head and glanced at the next room. "Speaking of which Sunaoka should be asleep by now... Wait! There's a crack in Sunaoka's window... It looks like it was shot!"

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this, and then they hurriedly ran upstairs to their rooms.

"A new Detective Profession Mission has been detected. Please check it!"

Just as Fujino was about to follow, a system notification suddenly sounded in his ear.

Fujino stopped, took a deep breath, and brought up the system interface:

Detective Profession Mission: The Murdered 'Great Detective'

Mission objective: Solve this case and find the murderer.

Mission Reward: One million yen, one hundred Detective Reputation

Task time limit: None

Fujino casually closed the system interface and sighed.

Yes, the person is beyond saving.

I'd like to express my sincere gratitude to all the previous donors; I had completely forgotten about it until now.

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