What, Fujino Is Here? Then It Must Be Murder!

Everyone packed their belongings, checked out, and did so in one smooth motion.

Before getting into the car, Fujino didn't forget to tell Kyogoku Makoto, who came out to see everyone off, "Kyogoku brother, take care and rest. Don't get wet these next few days. Qi cultivation takes time and can't be mastered overnight. Continue your usual training. Only in the ordinary can you comprehend the truth of the domain."

"I understand, Fujino- nii!"

Kyogoku Makoto waved and responded as he watched the departing car.

To be honest, he couldn't help but feel a little touched.

The older brother may be a bit of a jerk, but he genuinely cares about his younger brother.

He turned around and walked back to the hotel, clenching his fist to strengthen his resolve.

I must master the Cherry Blossom Blizzard technique like my older brother before confessing my feelings to that girl with the big forehead!

Fujino, the mastermind behind the conman, was completely unaware of Kyogoku Makoto's secret decision.

By this time, he had already brought a group of people to Kikuemon's house again.

Several police cars were parked in front of Kikuemon's villa. Some police officers from Shizuoka Prefecture, dressed in police uniforms, had cordoned off the surrounding area.

After all, a murder occurred in the home of a famous ceramic artist, so the surrounding area was bound to be quite large.

Fujino pulled out his work ID, as if Yokomizo had given him prior instructions, and went straight into the crime scene.

Yokomizo was standing in the courtyard at that moment, with Kikuemon, whom he had just met yesterday, standing next to him, and they were talking about something.

Upon seeing Fujino and his group, Yokomizo stepped forward and greeted them, "Detective Fujino, you've arrived!"

"Yes, I came over right after receiving the call."

Fujino stepped forward and responded, then turned to the little old man standing to the side. "Mr. Kikuemon, please accept my condolences."

"Well..."

Kikuemon sighed, "To my friend Fujino, I'll leave this matter to you."

"I will do my utmost."

Fujino nodded. "Inspector Yokomizo, take me to the crime scene to see the victim's condition."

"This way."

The incident occurred in the yard's warehouse, the same room where Masuko Tsuchiya had previously broken the Feng Shui Pill.

The warehouse was not much different from yesterday, except that there was a female corpse on the ground. Around the female corpse were police officers collecting evidence, and three apprentices were standing to the side.

Fujino glanced at the feet of the people in the warehouse.

None of them were wearing shoe covers...

Japan police, well, never mind, let's just destroy them.

After silently cursing in his mind once again, Fujino took out a pair of white gloves, put them on, and walked into the crime scene.

Upon closer inspection, Masuko Tsuchiya was lying horizontally next to a shelf at the far end of the entrance. There was a large pool of blood above her head, and a broken jar next to the bloodstains. A hemp rope was hanging from the roof beam, above the broken jar. Strangely, there was also a pool of blood at her feet.

"The deceased's name was Masuko Tsuchiya, and she was 42 years old. Detective Fujino, you should already know that, so I won't say any more."

Yokomizo Sango then came over and looked at the hemp rope on the roof beam, saying, "According to the forensic doctor's deduction, the cause of death was hanging. There are no traces on the roof beam. It looks like something was fixed to the rope before it was thrown up and tied into a 'ヰ' knot."

As he spoke, he looked at his three disciples behind him. "And it was these three who discovered the body."

"Detective Fujino probably knows that we ate together in the living room of the next room until evening yesterday."

Arita Yoshihiko explained, "The young mistress was drunk, so I took her back to her room. This morning when I went to her room to call her, she didn't say a word."

Seto Ryuichi continued, "When we went to her room, we found no one there. We were about to go look for her when we heard a sound of something breaking coming from the warehouse. Then we saw that the young mistress had hanged herself."

That's about it.

Yokomizo Sango looked at the pottery jar. "This pottery jar must have been broken when she committed suicide. The blood around it was probably from the cut on her calf after her first failed suicide attempt."

At this moment, Ran, who had been following behind, couldn't help but ask, "But why did Miss Masuko commit suicide?"

"Yeah yeah!"

Sonoko chimed in, "Even after he got drunk last night, he acted all high and mighty, drinking so heartily..."

"That's what we think too."

Ootani Kaoru chimed in, "I never expected the young mistress to commit suicide."

"I think it's because of the Feng Shui Pill."

At that moment, Kikuemon walked in, a faint look of disbelief in his eyes as he glanced at the corpse on the ground. He sighed, "He did something so foolish because he broke the Feng Shui Pill. I told him yesterday not to worry about it..."

'Feng Shui Pill?'

Conan murmured to himself.

He thought about the glass ball he found yesterday, and then he thought about the reasons for Masuko Tsuchiya's suicide today.

Now, these are the things Kikuemon is saying...

Thinking of this, Conan frowned and looked at Kikuemon, sensing that this little old man was not simple.

Kikuemon was unaware that a sinister gaze was fixed on him. He paused for a moment and continued, "However, according to this police officer named Yokomizo, it's possible that she didn't commit suicide. That's why I called you Fujino- kun, over here, intending to ask you to take a look."

"I'm not entirely sure about that either..."

Yokomizo Sango an awkward smile, "I heard that Fujino- kun had come to visit, so I thought I'd ask you, the Great Detective, to come and see if you could see anything different."

"Is that so?"

After a moment's thought, Fujino said, "I think it was suicide."

"Huh?!"

Everyone gasped in surprise, and Kikuemon couldn't help but be taken aback as well.

Yokomizo Sango frowned. "But I think it was murder."

Fujino hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Why do you think he killed him?"

Normally, shouldn't the police assume it's suicide and close the case immediately?

Why did the horizontal ditch reverse its operation at night?

After thinking carefully for a moment, Yokomizo said seriously, "Because you've visited this place."

Fujino paused for a moment, then asked, "What does this have to do with me?"

"I'll leave it to Fujino- kun in the meantime."

Yokomizo Sango a sincere request.

In his view, this case could not possibly be simple.

Suicide is easy to investigate, but it yields absolutely no merit...

But if it's a murder, and the killer is caught, then that's a merit.

The main reason is that every time he meets Fujino, an astonishing murder case occurs.

With that record, no one would believe he committed suicide.

"Yes, it certainly looks like suicide."

"What? Fujino is involved? Then it must be a murder!"

—This is what Yokomizo Sango said after arriving at the crime scene.