Why Are You Picking on an Honest Man?!

"Simply changing the water won't work."

Ooka Momiji withdrew her gaze, thought for a moment, and said, "If you want it to bloom longer, in addition to changing the water, you can also spray some water on the leaves and flowers, recut the cut, or buy some flower preservation liquid if possible."

Thank you for your suggestion.

Masuda chuckled sheepishly, "To be honest, I know absolutely nothing about flower arranging. My wife used to do all that."

"It's nothing, I just learned a little about flower arranging."

Ooka Momiji slightly, looking at the pink carnations. "You two seem to be very much in love. It's such a pity that it's so early..."

"Yes, I never expected her to leave me so soon."

Masuda sighed, a look of sadness appearing on his face. But amidst that sadness, Fujino sensed a strong killing intent lurking within him.

"But it's Ooka-neechan!"

At this moment Ayumi asked her with some doubt, "How exactly did you figure out that they have a very good relationship as a couple?"

"I think it might be because of the carnations."

Ai Haibara looked up and examined the flower arrangement, explaining, "This flower has many meanings, such as joy and happiness, deep love, gratitude and youth and beauty. If it's for a couple, it should represent a happy and romantic love."

"Um."

Ooka Momiji chimed in, "Ai is right, every flower has its own unique meaning."

"So that's how it is..."

Wow, that's awesome!

"The facilities here are so complete!"

Ayumi nodded, Genta and Mitsuhiko's voices came from behind her.

Everyone turned around and saw the two push open the door to the room next to the entrance and go inside.

The room is a huge screening room with a television and professional-grade sound system at the far end. The walls on both sides are covered with videotapes and video players. There is a sofa in the middle and a small coffee table next to it.

"What a huge TV!"

Ayumi and looked around. "It's just like a mini movie theater."

"This is just a screening room."

Masuda laughed and explained, "Calling it a small movie theater is an exaggeration."

"But I really didn't expect that..."

Fujino glanced around. "Mr. Masada has such an interest."

"I just like watching movie videos."

Masuda lowered his eyes and said, "I've accumulated so much without even realizing it."

"This!"

Mitsuhiko then went to the shelf next to him and pulled out a videotape. "Could this be the American version of Gomera?!"

"That's right, little brother, you have a good eye!"

Masuda smiled and said, "I specially went to America to buy this."

"I specially went to the United States to buy it..."

Fujino glanced at Masuda, a thoughtful look crossing his eyes, and felt even more puzzled.

You say you don't have money, but he can fly to America to buy videotape movies.

You say he's rich? He can't even afford a detective's fee of 100,000 yen.

Damn, is this guy pretending to be poor?

Thinking of this, Fujino's expression turned strange.

He, Teng, has always been a Robin Hood figure, but he never expected to be swindled by a rich man today!

Damn it, aren't you bullying an honest person?!

"Audio controller, LD, DVD, AV amplifier, TV monitor."

Conan looked at the remote control on the small coffee table and muttered, "The remote control alone takes up the entire table."

At the same time, he frowned as he looked at Masuda, having the same thought as Fujino.

The reason he was able to identify these remote controls was mainly because his dad liked to tinker with these gadgets, and more importantly, these devices were quite valuable...

"There were posters all over the floor."

Ai Haibara glanced at the messy surroundings and grumbled, "If that's the case, it's no wonder he couldn't find anything."

"Actually, not everyone in our family is..."

"Ding-dong!"

"I'll go open the door."

Before Masuda could finish speaking, the doorbell rang in the entryway. He pulled out a videotape from the wall and went to open the door.

Seeing that the other person's movements were somewhat unnatural, Fujino stepped back and came to the door of the screening room, glancing at the entrance of the foyer out of the corner of his eye.

"You should be ready by now, right?"

At the doorway, a gaudy, middle-aged woman with glasses and short, permed hair stretched out her hand and looked at Masada with an indifferent expression, speaking in a deep voice.

"Lady of the Tsukino"

Masuda looked at Tsukino and pulled a square brown paper envelope from Li Huai's pocket. "I just scraped together some money... here's five million."

"Five million? That's too little! You still owe me fifteen million!"

"Don't worry, I'll pay you back the rest of the money, even if I have to sell the house!"

"Hehe, that's good, but let me make this clear from the start: I didn't ask you to sell the house."

"Of course."

"That's right!"

Masuda then pulled out another videotape. "To thank you for the time you gave me, I specially found the videotape of Sakura Sanjuro that you've been looking for."

"Oh!"

Tsukino walked in without any hesitation, as if it were her own home. "Then I'll use your big screen to watch something for now!"

Fujino silently watched the two of them before stepping back from the doorway.

Now he understands what's going on.

It turns out that this land protector owes someone money... but it's only 15 million, plus the 5 million he has, it's probably 20 million, right?

This is no small sum; even he would need several commissions to earn it.

What on earth did this guy do to owe so much money?

"Everyone, come back here to check later."

Masuda persuaded everyone to leave the viewing room, then inserted the videotape into the VCR under the TV cabinet. He then instructed Tsukino, "After you've finished watching, could you please return it to the owner in front of the station? I heard that this videotape is now a collector's item and very difficult to rent."

"Of course, it's on my way anyway."

"In that case, enjoy it at your leisure."

"Thanks, I'll take this as interest on your payment and enjoy watching!"

"Bang!!"

The fat woman laughed and slammed the door shut.

"..."

Masuda stared at the closed door of the screening room, his expression gradually turning sinister. He clenched his teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Right next to him, Fujino scrutinized Masuda's sinister face, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The motive for murder, the feeling of murder, and even the Grim Reaper and the Grim Reaper Squad are all here...

It seems that the victim and the perpetrator have been identified this time?

"What's wrong?"

Masuda turned around and noticed that Fujino was looking at him, and he was immediately taken aback.

"It's nothing, I just feel like you look a bit like someone I once met."

"Somewhat similar?"

Hōda Hideno was slightly taken aback.

Fujino then recalled that, roughly... some time ago, he had brutally beaten up a certain library director.

Their facial expressions are practically identical.