Getting Used to It After a Few More Encounters

"You took advantage of the victim's habits, arranged the scene in advance, and then looked for alibis. Your Murder Plan was very well prepared."

Fujino showed the videotape to everyone, his gaze fixed on Masuda, whose face had turned pale as he deduced the truth. "But it was precisely because the plot was so complex that you had no time to pay attention to the details of each step, which exposed the flaws and made the whole Murder Plan a tattered rag that could be punctured with a single kick."

At this point, everyone present turned their attention to Masada.

Under everyone's gaze, Masada clenched his fists so tightly that his fingernails dug into his flesh, and his face gradually turned from pale to gloomy.

Fujino cautiously observed Masada's actions and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

There's nothing more to say.

With a long sigh, Masada looked much older. "You're right, I killed him."

"But, Fujino- kun."

Mumu Thirteen didn't understand something and said doubtfully, "Since this vase was placed here in advance, then the vase at the entrance..."

"It's a bowl!"

At that moment, Conan led the children into the movie theater.

He showed the large bowl he was holding to everyone and explained, "As long as you prepare the same vase in advance, and then stack a large bowl with its bottom cut off like a sandwich, you can fake a vase. When making the sandwich, you just need to put the two large bowls away, and the vase will disappear without anyone noticing."

"The large black bowl does indeed resemble a vase."

Ooka Momiji glanced at it and said softly, "If you don't look closely, you won't even realize it's a bowl."

"The carnations that were originally placed in the 'vase' were also baked and thrown into the trash can."

Ai Haibara held a withered pink flower, her face turned to the side, one hand in her pocket. "She probably did this to make these flowers look like they've been dead for a long time, so as to avoid revealing any flaws if she were discovered."

"But these flowers were clearly left by the late lady."

Ayumi looked at the flower with pity. "It's so pitiful to see it destroyed like this..."

"There's nothing to pity about."

Masuda glanced at her coldly. "Those flowers weren't arranged by my wife at all; they were bought by that fat woman on the day she died."

He paused, then lowered his eyes and continued, "My wife was tricked by that fat woman into buying stocks without my knowledge, and ended up with a huge debt and took her own life... Our family has long since run out of money to buy flowers."

"So that's your reason for killing her and not being able to afford the 100,000 yuan commission?"

"That's right. I barely managed to pay off those debts by selling the coffee shop. It's not that I couldn't afford it, I just didn't want to hire such a reliable detective."

"They even sold the coffee shop. How much did they actually buy? Could they have been using leverage?"

"I don't know either, but we could have paid off all that money by selling our house..."

Hōda Hideno spoke, tears streamed down his face. "But the day after she told me she lost money on stocks, she ran out and deliberately crashed into a car, leaving behind only a letter and the watch I gave her. The letter said, 'I didn't want this watch you gave me to get damaged, so I took it off.' So, I don't care if the flowers that fat woman gave me are dead or not; I just want her to pay for my wife's life!"

"You've done it."

Fujino crouched down, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and patted him on the shoulder. "You can rest assured now."

"...?"

Hearing this, Masuda was taken aback, feeling surprised by the detective's behavior.

He thought the other person would try to give him some cynical advice...

I never expected that he would come to comfort me.

Takagi walked over and helped him up, saying, "Let's talk about the rest when we get to the police station."

"Thanks..."

Masuda wiped away his tears with a handkerchief. After being taken care of by the detective and the police in turn, he suddenly felt that he was not so bad.

He returned the handkerchief to Fujino, and then left the scene with Takagi.

The case has come to a close. Although the client has been sent to jail, this engagement can be considered complete.

As expected, the Grim Reaper Junior Detective Group took another life as payment.

Fujino greeted Juzo Megure and then led everyone away from the scene.

Fujino didn't actually have much to say about this case.

This kind of scum is very common in the United States. Stockbrokers, under the guise of financial management, trick clients into buying leveraged stocks, and in the end, they make a fortune by borrowing money and causing their clients to lose everything...

High leverage in stock financing can reach 10 to 20 times, which can not only result in the loss of principal but also incur a large amount of additional debt. Ten million can be multiplied to one or two hundred million, five million to fifty million or one hundred million, but only two million is enough to double to forty million.

Hutian's wife must have been tricked into buying this kind of stock by that fat woman.

It can only be said that financial management involves risks, and investment requires caution.

Eight out of ten people who scam others into buying financial products or stocks are scumbags like this. If you encounter them, just kill them.

On the night road, streetlights illuminated the street.

[System Task detected as completed]

[Mission Rewards: 5 Detective Coins, 5 million Yen, and 500 Detective Reputation Points have been awarded]

Current balance: 39 million yen

[Current Detective Reputation: High (2000-5000 Reputation)]

[Detective Coins Remaining: 5]

As he walked home with the little ones, Fujino glanced at the system interface in front of him.

Coming to his senses, he saw Ayumi, who was walking at the front, with a faint sadness on her face, saying, "Mr. Masada is really pitiful... Even at the very end, he was still calling that house our house."

"What a pair of star-crossed lovers."

Momiji, standing to the side, lowered her eyes and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Although she had just experienced a murder case, Momiji quickly recovered, but she couldn't help feeling sympathy for the Masada couple.

"Yes..."

Ai Haibara silently echoed, "A happy little family has been destroyed just like that."

"Fortunately, that scumbag who destroyed someone else's happy life got what he deserved."

Fujino closed the system interface, put his hands in his pockets, and continued, "Although killing is indeed too extreme, since you have done something to destroy other people's lives, you should be prepared to bear the corresponding consequences."

"Have you encountered cases like this often before?" Momiji asked Fujino curiously.

"We have indeed encountered similar cases before."

Fujino nodded slightly, pondering, "A hypocritical philanthropist, and someone who seeks revenge for someone they love, or is threatened with suicide..."

He chuckled softly as he spoke, "You'll get used to cases like this after you encounter them a few more times."

"Um."

Ooka Momiji didn't really think about encountering any cases; she just figured that if she paid attention and ran into them a few more times, she'd get used to it...

Thinking this way, she calmed her somewhat complicated feelings and cheered herself up.

Yes, as a qualified bride, you should never cause trouble for your husband because of your own emotions.

"But speaking of Conan, where is he?"

Fujino suddenly sensed something was off, glanced around, and asked in confusion.

"Yeah... where's Conan?"

"I haven't seen him since the beginning..."

The little ones realized that their friend was missing and expressed their confusion.