Detectives Are All Monsters!

Shuichi Akai didn't dwell on the other person's purpose in watching him.

He thought to himself that even if his identity as an FBI agent was exposed, not everyone would know it.

What's more, the other party doesn't even know me...

Therefore, he simply regarded Fujino as a detective with a strong sense of curiosity who would stare at any suspicious person for a while.

After all, he did that for a while before, and it's embarrassing to think about it.

Conan: "..."

If you keep swearing!

After a brief moment of staring, Fujino didn't pay much attention to Shuichi Akai's appearance.

Even if he had to guess, he could roughly figure out the other party's purpose in appearing, even if he had to rely on his memory to uncover the spoilers.

Bayonetta is right here.

The purpose couldn't be clearer.

He turned his gaze away and looked at Ai Haibara.

At this moment, Ai Haibara's brain had completely shut down due to the suppression of the dual evil auras.

The little hand clung to the big hand, head bowed, trembling like a small animal.

"What's wrong?"

Fujino patted Ai Haibara's head with his other hand.

"N-nothing..."

Feeling a warm sensation coming from above her head, Ai Haibara forced herself to concentrate and said hesitantly, "I just feel... a little cold."

"This day is really strange..."

Fujino squinted and glanced at the bustling streets outside the car window.

He looked away, took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders. "It's getting chilly, don't catch a cold like Professor Agasa."

"Um..."

Ai Haibara tugged at her collar and nodded.

Hey! Look here!

Genta's voice suddenly came.

Fujino turned around and saw that he was looking at two men who had changed into ski suits and were carrying ski pack bags as if they were rare animals. "It's strange that you changed into ski suits so early."

Fujino took a closer look at Genta and sighed.

They were shouting so loudly.

Can't you even hide it from others when you say someone is weird?

To be fair, this kid does have a talent for doing daring and reckless things.

At that moment, as if they had heard Genta's words, the two of them suddenly turned around, and a faint glint flashed across the surface of their ski goggles.

Suddenly, the two men pulled two handguns from the bags in their skis, pointed the dark muzzles at the people on the bus, and shouted sternly, "Everyone stay in your seats and don't move!"

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

As the man shouted, a system notification suddenly echoed.

Detective Profession Mission: Bus Hijacking Case

Mission objective: Subdue two armed robbers who are robbing a bus.

Mission Rewards: Two million yen, two hundred Detective Reputation points

Fujino closed his eyes, glanced at his Detective Profession Mission, then opened them and looked at the two unlucky guys in front of him. "These two idiots really did come..."

"?!"

The people on the bus were visibly taken aback.

As a crime-ridden city, Mika has always had a relatively high crime rate.

They were used to it by now.

But robbing a bus... that's really rare.

Vermouth, who was sitting next to Jodie, also looked up and examined the two robbers with great interest.

They actually came to rob a bus...

She could understand robbing a bank, but robbing a bus? What the hell?

The risks and returns are completely disproportionate, isn't that right?

Is it really that easy to become a criminal these days?

Her eyes couldn't help but show a hint of helplessness, revealing a trace of disdain that a cold Queen would show towards a nerdy guy.

Conan stared at the two robbers, seemingly lost in thought.

Like Vermouth, he concluded that the two were idiots, believing they were simply dim-witted thieves with underdeveloped brains and completely undeveloped cerebellums.

Ai Haibara, who had just calmed down, was also startled by the two of them. Her small hand, which was clutching her collar, clenched slightly. Her eyes were vacant, her face was pale, and she seemed somewhat at a loss.

As for the two FBI agents, they didn't make any moves, but silently observed the other party's actions, their eyes revealing a hint of surprise that "we've been given a chance to work."

However, in this situation, the sudden appearance of the robbers clearly disrupted their plans.

Seeing that no one reacted, one of the tall, thin robbers suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

After all, he was a robber, a robber with a gun in his hand.

Is it serious that there's no response?

Thinking of this, he tightened his grip on the pistol and fired a shot into the ceiling above his head. Then he shouted, "I told you, everyone sit still in your seats and don't say a word!"

"Ah--"

A gunshot snapped everyone back to reality. A woman with long brown hair sitting in the front snapped out of her daze and let out a scream.

"Are you looking for death?!"

The robber, annoyed by the scream, turned his gun back towards the woman and said, "Did you ignore what I just said?"

When the woman saw the gun pointed at her, she quickly covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound, for fear that the bullet might not be able to see her.

Shouting is wrong, not shouting is wrong too. Is this robber's mental state a bit abnormal?

Fujino glanced at the robbers and silently complained in his heart.

At this moment, Conan had already activated his tranquilizer watch.

He flipped open the watch case and aimed the sights at one of the robbers.

But after thinking it over and over, the Tranquilizer Dart was not fired for a long time.

With a final sigh, he could only helplessly close the watch.

Putting aside whether his Tranquilizer Dart could actually hit a robber wearing a ski suit at such a distance.

Simply knocking someone unconscious isn't a solution.

There were two robbers, but he only had one Tranquilizer Dart.

If one of them is knocked unconscious, the other will inevitably notice.

He was also hesitant to gamble on whether the other side would see their comrade fall to the ground and then start firing indiscriminately at the group.

Just as Conan withdrew the Tranquilizer Dart, the robber who had been pointing his gun at the group suddenly felt a chill on his neck and a sense of foreboding from the food chain rose in his heart.

And this wasn't just one of these premonitions.

It was just that the impact was very obvious just now...

He looked up and scanned the carriage, but didn't spot anything strange.

There were a few young men and women in the front row, as well as a few office workers, and some children and two old men in the back row.

The only ones who could pose a threat to him were a sickly-looking man who was bundled up tightly, an obese middle-aged woman, a foreigner, a pretty woman who didn't seem to have much fighting ability, and a boy in a white shirt who looked somewhat familiar...

Wait, a boy in a white shirt?

Several news reports and several familiar faces suddenly flashed through the robber's mind.

Isn't this High School Detective?!

The robber immediately understood what was happening, then pointed his gun at the boy and said in a deep voice, "You get up."

"I?"

Fujino, who was eating melon Fujino, was called over and was clearly taken aback for a moment.

"That's right, it's you!"

The robber frowned. "You must be that High School Detective, right?"

Everyone's attention was drawn to the robber's words, and they all looked at Fujino.

Fujino seemed somewhat surprised that the robbers recognized him.

However, it also feels reasonable.

In this world, detectives are practically the nemesis of robbers, becoming the focus of their attention, which doesn't seem unusual.

However, Uncle Mori is rarely recognized by criminals, and criminals rarely recognize the Great Detective.

Why doesn't it work on him?

This isn't Ke Xue's style at all...

Fujino stood up thoughtfully, looking calmly at the robber.

"Don't move! Just stand there with your hands up!"

The robber was startled and hurriedly pointed his gun at Fujino.

Although the detective boy's behavior was not unusual, in his eyes, the tiger seemed like a fierce tiger that would devour him at any moment.

To a gang of jewel robbers who use bombs to steal jewelry and possess a high level of self-cultivation, detectives are monsters!

"I've done as you said, is that alright?"

Fujino was speechless at the other party's overreaction and helplessly raised his hands.

"What happened?"

At this moment, another somewhat overweight robber also noticed the situation behind him and asked the tall, thin robber who was pointing a gun at Fujino.

"Come and see for yourself..."

"Fujino Doji? That Great Detective Criminal Consultant for the Metropolitan Police Department?"

The fat robber clearly knew more about detectives than the thin one, and immediately called out Fujino's name, "What's he doing on this train?"

"Let's not worry about that for now. If we have this kid, we'll have more leverage in negotiations."

The skinny robber tilted the muzzle of his gun to the left. "You, come with me."

Fujino understood his meaning and slowly walked towards the front of the bus.

"Brother Fujino..."

The children looked at Fujino, all of them showing a worried expression.

Ai Haibara also looked up, her pupils somewhat dazed.

Although she hadn't recovered from the fear, she was more worried about Fujino's safety.

Conan frowned, and his gaze toward the two robbers turned hostile.

Fujino is quite a dog.

But he couldn't bear to watch the other person get into trouble.

In some ways, the other party had also saved him many times.

If the other party hadn't been unaware of his identity as Kudo Shinichi, he would have been dragged into the fight against the Black Organization by Fujino.

But Fujino's reputation seems to be even more famous than before.

The robber actually recognized him...

The other two robbers followed behind and walked close to the driver's seat. Then the fat robber pointed his gun at the driver and said, "You, drive quickly, put up the 'Back to Station' sign, and stop at the next traffic light. I need to call your bus company."

"Yes... yes!"

The driver was clearly terrified and started the bus with a sudden press of the accelerator.

After the bus started moving, the skinny robber glanced at Fujino, then said in a deep voice, "You should know what to do in this situation, right?"

Fujino: "..."

If you don't tell me, how would I know anything...?

Can't the riddle teller just die?!

Fujino sighed helplessly. According to his memory, this should be the time to hand over the phones.

If he were to make a move now, he was confident he could take them both down and throw them out the car window.

But that's just too conspicuous...

Especially when the car is full of gods.

Although he wasn't afraid of bullets, others were.

Taking down the opponent is easy, but stray bullets are troublesome.

If this were to randomly hit a lucky audience member on the head, they would probably be labeled with some strange and unusual label.

Helpless, he could only take out a spare phone from his Pocket Dimension and hand it to the other person. "Here you go, this is the only phone I have."

"..."

The skinny robber snatched the phone away, glanced at Fujino, and then ordered the fat robber, "Go and search him."

Fujino: "..."

Why is this robber so cautious?

The fat robber patted Fujino down to check that he didn't have a cell phone, then nodded.

"You're lucky you're honest, otherwise you'd be getting shot."

The skinny robber snorted, but his voice was clearly weak.

Perhaps out of fear, the skinny robber was unusually arrogant toward Fujino.

It's like a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs.

The usually aloof and prestigious Great Detective has fallen into his hands; it would be a bit unreasonable not to make his presence felt.

Turning his head, he shouted to the people in the car, "You all saw that, right? Hand over your phones obediently. If you dare to cheat, you can forget about making phone calls for the rest of your life!"

The law-abiding citizens of Mihana are quite self-aware in their cooperation with criminals.

The bus continued at its usual speed and soon came to a stop at the next traffic light.

The two had a clear division of labor: one collected the cell phones, while the other used the bus driver's communicator to threaten the bus company's dispatcher. "Listen up, you bunch of idiots! We've hijacked your bus. We have only one demand: release Yajima Kunio, who's currently in prison. Tell the police that if they don't release Yajima Kunio, we'll kill one passenger on the bus every hour. The first one we'll do is target their Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Consultant, Fujino Doji!"

That's right, what they really want to do is threaten the police to release the prisoner who, a month ago, robbed a jewelry store with a bomb, was then accidentally arrested, and is now in jail.

After all, they're not idiots; they certainly wouldn't hijack a bus just to steal money...

Of course, as criminals, they don't care about loyalty or brotherhood.

The reason they risked their lives to rescue Lao Da was because only Lao Da knew the location where the treasure they had stolen was buried.

If there's no location where the treasure is hidden, then their robbery will be in vain.

After thinking about a plan, they devised this scheme to threaten the police.

Conan, who frequently pays attention to the cases, naturally realized this as well.

Fujino, who was watching the two of them, was speechless.

So he's become a bargaining chip in negotiations.

However, using him to negotiate with the police could indeed increase the chances of success.

After all, he had connections within the Metropolitan Police Department and was also a policy advisor to the Metropolitan Police Department, so he could be considered one of their own.

When considering this, the police will certainly have some concerns.

The professionalism of these robbers struck Fujino as somewhat outrageous.

Not only did they know to arrest the detective first, but they also knew to use the detective to negotiate with the police, and they even prepared a whole bunch of things like handguns and explosives...

He planned to blow up the entire car to eliminate any potential threats after he was released from prison.

These people are no different from terrorists, aren't they?