Old Man, What Are You Trying to Do?!

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, a police helicopter from the Metropolitan Police Department circled over and arrived at the resort.

The helicopter's blades spun at high speed, blowing away the snow around the open area. Amidst the roar of the engine, the two thugs, still unconscious, were taken onto the helicopter.

"Brother Fujino, you went too far... If you beat him like this, it'll be hard to give a proper statement."

Juzo Megure glanced at the horrified killer, who was barely recognizable as a human, and couldn't help but grumble at Fujino.

The implication is that he can't let this matter rest!

"Don't worry, Brother Megure, he won't die."

Fujino naturally understood the meaning behind his words: "Besides, I recorded the scene of the two of them threatening us with guns. I will make a copy for you when we get back to Tokyo."

"Those two guys really deserved it..."

Juzo Megure was taken aback upon hearing this, then looked at the two of them and sighed.

As long as there is video footage, as long as it can prove that it was self-defense, and also punish these two guys, it doesn't matter whether it was really self-defense or not. As long as it's Fujino, it can be made real!

The helicopter landed on the roof of the Metropolitan Police Department.

As soon as everyone got off the plane, Juzo Megure dragged them in for questioning, giving them a smooth little combo.

"Thank you for your help."

After leaving the interrogation room, Amari Ako thanked the police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she didn't kill anyone, otherwise...

She couldn't help but think to herself that if she had insisted on killing Er Heng, she would probably be in the same boat as those two unlucky guys.

Just thinking about the terrifying detective sent chills down her spine; that detective was just too violent!

Looking up, she saw the 'violent' detective standing by the door, sizing her up.

After a brief hesitation, Amari Ako couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, is there something you need?"

"Let it go this time."

Fujino walked slowly forward with his hands in his pockets and whispered, "Don't ever think about killing again."

Amari Ako was struck dumb, frozen in place.

Could it be that his Murder Plan was exposed from the very beginning?

And this detective even tried to stop him after finding out?

Fujino left after saying that, without saying anything more, and then slowly walked away.

"..."

Amari Ako glanced at the vanished detective, then, regaining her composure, a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.

To be honest, she understood this detective less and less... she felt a little scared of him.

However, stopping her did help her a lot.

Well, he's a bit violent, but he's a good person!

"By the way, Fujino- kun, there's something I'd like to tell you."

On the other side, Fujino, who had just been given the "friend zone" card, hadn't gone far when he ran into Juzo Megure again and was quietly called to a corner of the stairwell.

"Brother Megure, what's going on...?"

Fujino glanced at Megure's furtive appearance, frowned, and couldn't help but tighten his belt.

In broad daylight, Old Deng, what are you doing?!

"..."

Juzo Megure noticed his younger brother's subtle movements but chose to ignore them. "Actually, just a while ago, all the files related to your past cases mysteriously disappeared."

"The file is lost?"

When Fujino heard that this was a serious matter, his expression immediately became much more serious.

"That's right, it just disappeared suddenly."

Juzo Megure also straightened up. "Fortunately, there are backups with Manager Matsumoto, so those cases were not affected."

He paused, then continued, "But what puzzles us is that, besides yours, there's also that guy Mori's."

"Our files?"

Fujino thought for a moment, then quickly thought of a certain Old Auntie: "But, brother, why are you only saying this now?"

"This happened around the time when a bomb was planted on the bus you were riding."

Juzo Megure explained with a headache, "The higher-ups have always treated this as a secret, because if others find out... it will definitely cause a lot of trouble."

Fujino: "..."

So even though everything is lost, you're still treating it as a secret?

Why are you being so secretive? Shouldn't you be looking for the files first?

But thinking about it carefully, this does seem like something that Japan executives would do.

If something happens, just put it off for now. If you really can't put it off any longer, then think of some incredible solution. If you fail in the end, just apologize and give a deep bow.

It fits the stereotypes and national conditions very well.

"Ahem, actually we were planning to send someone to protect you."

Juzo Megure felt a chill run down his spine from his younger brother's stare. "But before we could even take any action, the files had already returned to their original place. They went back and forth without losing anything. It's like a prank."

Fujino: "..."

Look at my suspicious eyes, do you think I'd believe your nonsense?

If the detective's information is lost today, will the police's information be lost tomorrow, and will even the undercover agent's information be lost the day after tomorrow?

They've completely lost face!

Fujino took a deep breath and suddenly felt that it was perhaps deserved for the Japan police to be scolded.

But then I thought about it again, and realized that it seemed to be Vermouth who stole the data this time, so I figured there was nothing I could do about it.

After all, with constant vigilance, it would be difficult for even a special agent organization to defend against the sudden appearance of a multifaceted monster and the Thousand-Faced Witch.

As for the Old Auntie stealing the information, it's possible she was investigating the case involving Tomoaki Araide.

Although Fujino wasn't sure either, thinking about it, there probably wasn't anything else.

Fujino didn't seem to care too much about the stolen files.

To put it bluntly, those files are safer in the Old Auntie's hands than in the Metropolitan Police Department.

As for Mori Kogoro's, it was probably stolen along with the goods, since her Kudo had been using the identity of Mori Kogoro to deduce things.

If someone steals files, it would be abnormal if they didn't also take a copy.

It was already afternoon when I left the Metropolitan Police Department.

Because of the murder case and the criminals last night, no one got a good rest. They went straight to bed and fell fast asleep as soon as they got home.

Fujino also took a nap, and when he woke up, it was already evening after sunset.

"This time I gained ten Detective Coins, seven million yen, and seven hundred Detective Reputation..."

Fujino sat up in bed, stood up, stretched, and glanced at his balance. "Thirty-four million in savings, two thousand in reputation, and twenty in Detective Coins. This has slightly replenished my Detective Coins, but thirty-four million... it used to seem like a lot, but now it really feels a bit little."

"Actually, the total number hasn't changed; it's just that my perspective has broadened."

Clicking his tongue, Fujino walked to the two platforms and looked at the view below the street. "But it seems like there have been a lot of uninvited guests coming here lately..."