Conan: Am I Really That Punchable?

Ten Detective Coins, seven million yen, and reputation.

Fujino is currently in dire need of Detective Coins. One incident can yield two waves of Detective Coins, so he is quite satisfied with the reward for this mission.

Task one wasn't difficult, and task two was even simpler.

Perhaps the only obstacle...

Fujino glanced at the hunting rifles behind the two gun-wielding brothers walking ahead.

He doesn't feel anything when dealing with armed criminals these days.

Go up and give them a good beating, you could even use a knife.

However, considering that there are people around, we still can't be too aggressive.

So, to deal with these two, we still need to use some tricks.

"I understand, Inspector Megure. Don't worry, it's fine."

Inside the villa, Fujino was holding a mobile phone and communicating with Juzo Megure.

He hung up the phone and looked up at everyone in the living room. "The only way out of the mountains is indeed blocked. If we want to get out, we have to cross the surrounding mountains... The helicopter won't be able to come until tomorrow when the snow stops because of the heavy snow."

"It seems we're really stuck here..."

Sonoko, sitting on the sofa, rubbed her short hair, feeling a headache coming on. She sighed, "I had to run into something like this again this time I went out?"

It must be because of that brat again!

She silently added a sentence.

"Oh my god... thanks to someone, this time it has indeed turned into a bloody Valentine's Day."

Ai Haibara squatted next to the restaurant, quietly petting Xiu.

"It's clearly your bad luck that's bringing trouble..."

Conan muttered something to himself.

How could someone die wherever they go?

It must be a coincidence!

Conan thought to himself, then looked at Ai Haibara and said, "But seriously, what did you mean by that just now? You were acting like a childish brat."

"Oh, something like that, how strange."

Ai Haibara vividly described it. "Pretending to be a silly child to avoid arousing suspicion, isn't that exactly how you usually are?"

'Am I really that deserving of a beating?'

Conan's cheek twitched involuntarily.

He turned around and saw Ran coming out of the kitchen. "Sister Ran, are all the chocolates still there?"

"They're all still here."

Ran was a little puzzled. "However, only Miss Ganli's chocolate is missing."

"Only her chocolate is missing..."

Conan for a moment, then lowered his head slightly and continued thinking.

It would take at least twenty minutes to walk from the villa to the scene of the murder. It was impossible for Amari and Funagawa to have taken the chocolate back and forth. The bearded Sakami and Itakura did have time to commit the crime, but what was the point of putting the chocolate back at the scene of the crime?

Puzzled, Conan walked toward the backpack he had retrieved from the scene, which was placed on the coffee table.

The backpack contained a camera, as well as several unopened rolls of film and negatives.

After glancing at the items in the backpack, Conan asked Amari, who was sitting on the sofa, "Amari-neechan, did Er Heng- san bring a video camera?"

"He did bring the video recorder with him."

Ganley explained, "After all, he usually prefers to use a camera to film the footage."

"How strange... cough!"

Conan instinctively wanted to say his catchphrase, but remembering what had just happened, he changed his words and said, "But there's no camera in the backpack, and not even a videotape."

"If you ask me, the murderer must have taken the camera."

Standing to the side, Sakami Yuzo glanced around at everyone and said in a deep voice, "In other words, as long as we search everyone and find the camera and the videotape, we can definitely prove who the murderer is!"

"But the camera might have been thrown away by the murderer. After all, why would a murderer be stupid enough to carry a camera around with them?" Conan smiled childishly.

Actually, he gave the hint so that Fujino would respond.

But surprisingly, this bearded man caught it.

GAT hasn't hit the mark yet!

"Oh, is that so..."

Sakura lowered her head and gave Conan a cold look.

He wanted to search everyone to find out who the man in black was and locate the camera, but now his plan had been thwarted...

That wretched brat deserves a beating!

"Actually, the videotapes inside also disappeared when the camera was removed."

Fujino picked up where he left off. "So that means the killer might have been after the camera."

"Brother Fujino is right!"

Conan felt much better and agreed, then took out his camera from his backpack. "There are very few clues about the culprit right now. If we can develop the photos, we might be able to find some evidence left by Mr. Er Heng."

As he spoke, Conan looked at Fujino beside him and asked, "Did you bring any photo developing equipment?"

"Why would I bring something like that on a trip?"

Fujino with some helplessness, "I usually use instant cameras or something similar for my commissions."

Is that so?

Conan was slightly disappointed. "It seems we can only wait for the Metropolitan Police Department to arrive."

"..."

Fujino glanced at the disappointed Conan.

So why would this kid think he has it?

Did you think he was Fujino A-V Dream?

"Leave the film developing to me."

At this moment, Fukagawa Miko, who was standing to the side, recovered from her grief. "Er Heng said that if we filmed a wolf, we should wash it immediately, so every time I come here, I bring the washing equipment with me."

As she spoke, she stood up and asked Asakasen Chiyoko, who was standing next to her, "Can we use the restroom? It would be perfect as a darkroom."

"Please go ahead."

Having received a reply, Funakawa took the film to the restroom.

"I'll go help too!"

Ran followed along and helped develop the film.

"Speaking of Aunt Yang Qian."

After the two left, Fujino asked Asakasen Chiyoko, "Are there any other toilets in this villa?"

"There's another toilet on the second floor."

"Thanks."

"This guy Fujino..."

Conan watched Fujino rush towards the toilet, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He had a bad feeling, vaguely sensing that Fujino wasn't very enthusiastic this time, which was unusual for him. He even needed Fujino's reminder today.

Something's definitely up when things are going strange. Fujino is definitely planning something big!

Inside the toilet on the second floor.

"Now, the real show should begin..."

Fujino sat on the toilet and murmured to himself.

With a slight thought, his shadow gradually detached from his body and stealthily crept into the room of the two gun-wielding brothers.

Before long, Xiao Hei found the two men's hunting rifles, along with a dozen or so spare bullets.

Xiao Hei reached out, pulled out the bullet, poured out three-quarters of the gunpowder inside, and collected it into his Pocket Dimension.

The power of a bullet depends mainly on the amount of propellant it contains. In Japan, legal hunting rifles usually have reduced propellant charges, so although they can still kill people, they are definitely not full-power bullets.

Once half of the gunpowder has been removed, the possibility of it being lethal has already been eliminated; removing three-quarters of it would be even more dangerous, and it would probably cause the gun to jam immediately.

However, this was precisely Fujino's goal.

After collecting the gunpowder, Fujino also took a few bullets with him.

Although shotgun bullets cannot be used in pistols, they can still be reloaded.

He doesn't have that many bullets. If he gets a weapon class in the future, he might be able to modify and reload it using gunpowder.

After doing all that, Fujino drove his Xiao Hei away from the scene and headed deep into the forest.