Yes, Yes, You're Amazing!

Fujino silently watched the two people, who were arm in arm, looking malicious and full of ulterior motives, and remained speechless for a moment.

Combined with the previous despicable act of the Heiji peeping at girls' swimsuits.

Fujino suddenly felt that Osaka Black Chicken's detective career was hopeless.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel a chill for Miss Jinghua...

This kid hasn't learned anything good.

They took everything from the lower three routes, leaving none behind.

This child is beyond redemption; we should win him over with virtue.

"Ahem!"

At this moment, the director coughed lightly, stepped forward, looked Fujino up and down, and then warmly extended his hand. "Hello, you must be the Great Detective Fujino, right?"

"Forehead..."

Fujino narrowed his eyes, looking at the man with suspicion. "Who are you?"

"My name is Takefumi Masao, and I'm the director of the show 'Mystery of the Uninhabited Island'."

Takefumi Masao smiled warmly, "I spotted you at a glance in the crowd just now. If you don't mind, would you like to join us on this program?"

Fujihiko: I love hearing that.

Despite the kind words, Fujino felt that as a professional detective, there were some things he had to stick to.

So he spoke up and asked in a deep voice, "How much is the commission?"

"Ah...?"

"After all, it's filming a TV show, so you have to pay someone to invite them to appear on screen, right?"

Fujino said seriously, "As you know, I usually don't like appearing on camera. Unless introduced by someone I know, I usually just refuse invitations from people like Yoko Okino, Yuko Ikezawa, Kuraki Mai, Komatsu Miho..."

Although Takefumi Masao felt a bit humiliated, he understood that inviting a detective to a show required payment, so he hesitated and said, "Five hundred thousand yen...?"

"Five hundred thousand?"

Fujino frowned.

"Six hundred thousand?"

Fujino's brows gradually relaxed.

"That... 700,000?"

Fujino rubbed his chin, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Gritting his teeth, Takefumi Masao said, "One million yen, that's really the most I can do. To be honest, even Mr. Mori only has five hundred thousand yen."

"Sigh, alright, after all, you're being so sincere."

Fujino nodded helplessly, "But I'm currently handling a case, so I need to ask my client if they're going."

Takefumi Masao: "..."

Why does it feel like this detective is playing me?

"Momiji, are you going to explore the island later?"

Fujino turned around and asked Momiji, who was gossiping with Kazuha and Ran.

"Adventure?"

Momiji was slightly taken aback. "Are you planning to go too?"

"Um."

Fujino patted Takefumi Masao on the shoulder. "After all, this director is offering me a lot of money to invite me, and he's very sincere, so it's hard to refuse."

"Senior Fujino was invited too?"

Ran was surprised for a moment, then laughed and said, "Hey, Miss Momiji, why don't you come along too? We're going to that island to film a show!"

"Um!"

Kazuha nodded. "That way we can chat a little longer."

"Oh well."

Ooka Momiji nodded obediently, a hint of interest in her eyes. "I'll go too. After all, I came here for vacation, and adventure should be very interesting."

"In that case, let's take the crew's boat together today!"

Hattori Heiji chuckled, grabbed Conan and tucked him under his arm, whispering to Conan, "If we combine our wisdom, we'll definitely solve that case before that Fujino guy does!"

"Aren't you overthinking it?"

Conan, speechless, was held tightly in his arms. "I think you're clearly afraid of being defeated by me, so you changed to someone who can save face even if you're defeated, which is why you dragged Fujino into this too."

"How could that be!"

Hattori Heiji chuckled sheepishly, "What if we actually solve the case before him? Just think about it!"

"Forehead..."

Conan frowned upon hearing this, imagining a scene similar to the one involving the Heiji.

I also feel... like I'm doing well again?

"In that case, let's get going!"

Seeing Hattori Heiji the other person was thinking the same thing as him, Hattori Heiji raised his arm and shouted.

"..."

Watching the group of people who were showing great interest, Takefumi Masao stood there in silence for a while.

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a trap, a series of interconnected links, into which he had no choice but to jump.

A white, medium-sized cruise ship sailed on the sea, a gentle sea breeze blowing, creating ripples on the surface.

After returning to the hotel and changing into more comfortable clothes, the group boarded the production crew's boat and headed to their target island.

"We're almost there!"

Hattori Heiji leaned against the cabin window, looking at the small island covered with lush trees in the distance, his tone tinged with excitement. "That's Funakura Island, where unidentified corpses once appeared, and it's known as Ghost Turtle Island!"

"Ghost Turtle Island?"

"It's because of the shape!"

Hattori Heiji pointed to a protruding rock on the far left of the island and showed it to Conan: "Look, doesn't that head look like a sea turtle?"

"Hehe..."

Conan was speechless for a moment, then said, "But speaking of which, Heiji, why are you and Uncle Mori competing in deduction in a place like this?"

"This is just a publicity stunt."

Hattori Heiji explained, "The mayor of the seaside town we just visited said that there have been many robberies and kidnappings in this area, so much so that its reputation has become terrible, and the number of tourists has gradually decreased. That's why he contacted the TV station, hoping to change people's impression of this place. Turtle Island is also under the jurisdiction of that mayor. However, I think that even if the mystery of the corpse is solved, it won't be able to revive its reputation."

"It's enough that we can spread the word."

Fujino stood aside, recalling his past life's experience, and said, "That's how publicity works. As long as it gets exposed, it's a success. As long as there's traffic, even a small wooden house can become a tourist destination. No one cares what's going on here; they'll just follow their herd mentality and turn this place into a tourist destination."

"Tsk, you're overthinking it."

Hattori Heiji clicked his tongue. "But it seems that the TV station doesn't have much hope for this place. You see, the only person who actually came here to rehearse and do the show is that director Taketomi. The rest are locals who are familiar with this place."

"They haven't grasped that point yet, but judging from the budget, the scale of this filming is indeed not very large."

Fujino nodded slightly, as if remembering something, and then asked Hattori Heiji, "By the way, Heiji, how much was your commission this time?"

"My name is Heiji, sigh..."

Hattori Heiji was utterly speechless and sighed.

I feel like I might be stuck with the nickname "Heiji" for the rest of my life.

Then, he puffed out his chest and said proudly, "My commission this time is 250,000. How about that, not bad, right?"

"Yes, yes, that's a lot! You're awesome!"

Fujino smiled at the little fool, but didn't say anything more.

There are indeed many, but none as many as the number of requests I received for catching someone cheating.

I really don't know where this guy gets his confidence from...

Um, I think his filming fee was one million.

This Heiji only costs 250,000.

It seems that the director isn't a good person either...

If it weren't for him, that million would probably have ended up in that guy's pocket.