Two Punches Right Off the Bat

"Forget it... be careful not to get hit by trash."

Fujino sighed helplessly, gave a word of advice, and then hid himself in the alley behind the garbage dump.

Good view... that's definitely true.

However, hiding in a garbage dump is undeniably a risky tactic.

That's right...

A short while later, someone threw the garbage bag into the garbage heap.

"..."

Juzo Megure frowned, sensing a foul odor.

Damn, what's inside?!

Fujino: "..."

It really did get hit by trash.

Fujino's lips twitched involuntarily as he suppressed a laugh.

After all, he's my boss, so I can't laugh...

Yeah, unless I can't help it.

Fujino took a deep breath and peeked out to look in the direction of Sato Miwako.

At this moment, Sato Miwako was bustling and seemed to be doing nothing unusual.

Soon after, Sato Miwako finished her phone call and planned to move to another location to continue fishing.

But just as she stepped out of the phone booth, Fujino suddenly saw two familiar figures...

"Seriously, girls never stop shopping."

Mori Kogoro, wearing a trench coat and a knitted hat, walked across the zebra crossing, hands in his pockets, complaining and looking utterly bored.

Conan, standing beside him, couldn't help but nod in agreement.

I wish he hadn't come along.

Now that Fujino hasn't come either, all his suffering has been for nothing.

"Wow! What a hot chick!"

At that moment, Mori Kogoro's eyes suddenly lit up. He stared intently at the blonde woman in the miniskirt who had just come out of the phone booth, his gaze fixed on her. "Wearing such a short miniskirt in this cold weather, she's so energetic..."

"Ha ha..."

Conan glanced at the lewd look on Mori Kogoro's face and chuckled speechlessly.

Uncle Mori is still the same as ever.

Turning his head, he suddenly noticed something and said, "There's a ballpoint pen in the phone booth. Could it be the one that the lady dropped earlier?"

"Really!"

Mori Kogoro, overjoyed, picked up the pen and quickly caught up with the older woman, patting her on the shoulder with a lewd grin, saying, "Wait a minute, beautiful lady..."

Before he could finish speaking, the beautiful older woman grabbed his arm, thrust her right hand into his lung, and then threw him backward, pinning him to the ground.

"???"

Conan was completely dumbfounded.

It was obvious that they hadn't reacted yet.

"Action!"

Just then, a chubby little boy jumped out of the garbage heap.

Juzo Megure shouted, and the people around him sprang into action.

Several police officers rushed forward to help without even looking, and pinned Mori Kogoro to the ground.

Takagi punched Mori Kogoro Mouri twice.

"What are you doing? Ouch!"

"Ouch, damn it, don't hit my face!"

Mori Kogoro was startled and let out a scream, whether from being hit or frightened, before quickly saying, "Wait, don't be impulsive!"

"Um?"

Juzo Megure, was startled by the sound.

Why does this voice sound so familiar?

Juzo Megure tentatively asked, "Brother Mori?"

"Inspector Megure!"

Mori Kogoro recognized the familiar voice immediately. "It's me! Mori Kogoro!"

"It really is you, Mori-kun!"

Juzo Megure stepped forward to take a look, confirmed it was Mori Kogoro, and looked surprised. He then quickly said, "Let go! This isn't the target, it's Brother Mouri!"

"Hmm? It seems that it really is?"

Sato Miwako stood up, took a closer look, and was somewhat surprised.

"Really!"

After being released, Mori Kogoro sat on the ground, grimacing and covering his bruised and dark circles under his eyes. With footprints on his face, he complained, "What were you guys doing? Why did you start hitting me right away?"

"We were actually arresting a suspect... I didn't expect you to come, Mori."

Juzo Megure and Mori Kogoro briefly explained the situation of the case.

However, since they were on the street, their actions had already attracted the attention of others.

Afterwards, the group went to a nearby Italian restaurant to discuss the matter in detail.

Inside an Italian restaurant.

"Cases involving the entrapment and repeated attacks on women are understandable."

Mori Kogoro, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, covered his bruised and dark-circled eye, a band-aid on his head, and his hair disheveled, said with a mournful expression, "But why did you hit me?! Do I look like a suspect who assaulted a woman?! And I don't look anything like a thug!"

"After all, your attitude towards Officer Sato back then was really..."

Takagi greeted him with a smile and began to explain, but halfway through his sentence, he didn't know how to describe it. It was Juzo Megure who spoke up and picked up the thread, "Anyway, it's a bit sleazy."

"I also feel a bit of danger..."

Sato Miwako had changed back into her business suit and, somewhat embarrassed, covered her face as she said, "After all, the assailant was a man about 150 centimeters tall. I just thought I was being hit on by a dangerous older man, so I..."

"Forehead..."

Mori Kogoro was speechless for a moment.

Sleazy...

So they really do consider me a suspect in an assault on a woman?!

Am I really that sleazy?!

Thinking this, he looked up at Fujino beside him. "Brother, you should have been there too! Why didn't you call them over?"

"I didn't realize it either."

Fujino shook his head helplessly. "After all, I didn't expect them to act so quickly... and that flirting just now was indeed a bit lewd."

Mori Kogoro: "..."

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, Conan burst into laughter.

He never expected to run into Fujino.

It seems that this is what Fujino was investigating.

The Worldline Convergence, and the past of Mika is over.

It's just that Uncle Mori getting beaten up as a lecherous old man with ill intentions... is indeed a bit funny.

"Bang bang!"

Two more sounds.

If I can't control the police, I can control you, right?

Mori Kogoro gave Conan two flicks on the forehead.

Afterwards, Juzo Megure Mori Kogoro Mori Kogoro photos of the victims and explained the situation to him.

"Are all three of them mixed-race and grew up in the jungle?"

Mori Kogoro examined the photo in his hand. "No matter how you look at it, they don't look like Japan people at all. Could it be that the thugs are racist people who specifically target black people?"

Wow! So cute!

Just then, Sonoko suddenly darted out from the side, looked at the photo in Mori Kogoro's hand, and exclaimed, "Those three are all so dark-skinned! The girl in the middle is practically glowing black..."

"Ah?"

Mori Kogoro glanced at Suzuki Sonoko.

Is this child's eye damaged? It's so dark and beautiful.