Detectives All, Yet Such a Huge Gap?

Celebrities are just celebrities after all. In a society like Japan, where capital and family are paramount, if you want to survive in this industry, you can't avoid working for those people.

That's why most of the people at the scene were celebrities, and there were very few detectives like him.

After all, the path a detective takes has nothing to do with capital, so as long as they don't offend capital, there's no need to give it any face.

However, it is still very necessary to be on good terms with celebrities. Although you may not gain any substantial benefits, celebrities and idols have no shortage of traffic, and what detectives need most is traffic to screen clients.

With the introductions of Yuko Ikezawa, Yoko Okino, and TWOMIX, Fujino's group was soon surrounded by people, forming a small circle of idol artists at the party.

Knowing only Yoko Okino and Yuko Ikezawa isn't really that useful.

The most important factor is his title as a consultant to the Metropolitan Police Department, as well as his reputation as a detective.

Even idol singers and celebrities are fans of their idols, and among them are many of his detective fans.

Even if they aren't fans of his detective stories, so many people in the industry know him, and in order not to fall behind, they would still choose to come and get to know him.

After all, this is Japan stage in Japan, and you never know when a detective might be needed.

After some pleasantries...

Fujino gave out several autographs himself, and returned to the group with a large pile of autographs with him.

Conan, on the other hand, had been covering his buttocks ever since he entered the room.

He stared at Fujino with a resentful look in his eyes.

If it weren't for Fujino's terrible idea!

His butt won't be...

"Brother Fujino, you're really good friends with those celebrities!"

Seeing Fujino return laden with his spoils, Mori Kogoro couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little envious.

His idol was right in front of him, but he was blocked from joining the conversation.

They're both detectives, so why is there such a big difference between them?

"We had some requests to each other, and then we got to know each other through mutual recommendations."

Fujino chuckled and pulled out a small autographed plaque, "Mouri-niisan, do you want Yoko's autograph? I also have Yuko Ikezawa."

"Yoko Okino's autograph?!"

Mori Kogoro swallowed hard, a warmth spreading through his heart. He gratefully accepted the gift and quickly put it into his pocket. "Forget about Yuko Ikezawa, thank you so much, bro!"

"It's nothing, they're all acquaintances."

Fujino smiled, then looked at Kazuha and Ran beside him. "Do you two want any autographs?"

"I don't want any autographs."

Kazuha waved her hand, looking absent-minded.

"Actually, I want Ray Curtis's autograph."

Ran hesitated for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"Ray Curtis?"

Fujino thought for a moment, "Ran, you want to get someone else's autograph, right? After all, you probably don't like soccer players."

"Um..."

Ran nodded, a little embarrassed, and said, "Actually, it's Shinichi. I remember he's a fan of Ray Curtis, so I was thinking of getting him an autograph, but he doesn't seem to be here right now, so I won't trouble Fujino- Senior."

"Kata!"

At that moment, the lights in the venue suddenly went out.

"Now, let's introduce the main characters of this event!"

Suddenly, the stage lights came on, and a man in a gray suit appeared on stage. "Please welcome the owners of K3, an international restaurant from three countries, to the stage!"

First up is a world-renowned, undefeated boxer, Ricardo Barrera, a chubby guy with a mustache, Fujino couldn't quite tell.

The second one is Mike Norwood, a Major League Baseball player, an Asian man with yellow skin, black hair, and a mustache.

Finally, the last to appear was professional football player Ray Cartis, with blond hair and white skin; he was clearly European at a glance.

"Ray Curtis!"

Conan clenched his fist excitedly. "It really is him!"

"Hmph."

Hearing Hattori Heiji bent down and whispered, "So, was it worth the trip?"

"Um!"

Conan nodded, his buttocks no longer hurting, and stared intently at Ray Curtis on the stage.

"Um?"

Ran looked in Conan's direction and asked in confusion.

'They're just kids...'

Fujino glanced at Conan and muttered a curse in his mind.

It's just meeting your idol, why are you so excited?

Why does this kid seem like he hasn't grown up?

However, he didn't have much to say about Conan.

He doesn't have any idols he admires, whether they are singers, actors, or anything else. In his eyes, they are just people who are more famous.

After the introductions and appearances, the next segment will be a normal entertainment Q&A session.

The main reason the three men came to Japan to open a restaurant was that two of their wives were Japan, while the third man liked ninjas and samurai.

The meaning of K3 is that the first K is KO, the second K is strikeout, and the last K represents the goalkeeper. It represents the professions of the three athletes, rather than some strange "three Ks".

"Have you forgotten the other meaning of K?"

Just as the group was talking, a middle-aged man with white hair and mixed-race features suddenly stepped out from the crowd and said in a sarcastic tone, "That's 'dirty and despicable' K!"

"Explain yourself quickly, Katis."

As he spoke, he looked at the stage. "The scandals you've been involved in on the Japan side can only be described as 'dirty and despicable'!"

"Hey, if you keep being rude, we'll have to ask you to leave!"

A burly man in a suit approached the man and said in a cold, deep voice.

"Hmph, I'm a guest with an invitation!"

The man casually picked up some sushi from the table next to him and continued, "Are you going to kick me out? This kind of thing happening in a newly opened restaurant is big news!"

As he spoke, he looked at the three people on the stage and continued, "And I'm their good friend. I've made a fortune off their news."

"..."

On stage, Ray Curtis glanced at the man with a somewhat gloomy look, even carrying a hint of ferocity.

"Although I don't know who invited me, I'd still like to say thank you!"

The man called out to the people around him, then walked away with his Japanese food, smiling knowingly as he went, "The Japanese sushi here is really delicious, I absolutely love it... hahaha!"

Fujino crossed his arms and watched the little incident unfold with great interest.

He was recalling the cause of the fat man's death.

Yeah, anyone who's killed someone should know!

In the Conan World, the worst thing you can do is offend your enemies. Even if you do offend them, don't go too far, at least don't go all out.

If even this basic rule is violated.

Unless you're incredibly resilient, you're unlikely to survive past tonight.

It seems I won't survive tonight; I'll be dead soon.