A Mirror of History

Hattori Heiji already had a deep impression of the Great Detective Fujino—he was a guy with a truly twisted sense of humor.

Although he could be a little twisted at times, Hattori felt that Fujino had always been able to see clearly when it came to major matters of right and wrong.

Today, he had openly said that he was at odds with those people in Kyoto. That meant the Kyoto crowd must have offended him somehow...

Curious, Hattori Heiji could not help asking Fujino, "There are some things I probably shouldn't ask, but how exactly did those people in Kyoto offend you?"

Fujino glanced at Hattori, watched him for a moment, and said, "This goes back a long time..."

"Stop. Get to the point."

"Basically, the last time I went to Kyoto, I ran into a case where someone bombed the bullet train. Then I defused the bomb, but instead of thanking me, those people locked me up and investigated me. Afterwards, they didn't give me any reward at all. Forget a Letter of Appreciation or honorary citizenship—they did not even say one nice thing. They did not even reimburse my cab fare from Kyoto Headquarters."

Fujino painfully recounted the Kyoto police's deeds. Then he looked at Hattori Heiji, patted his shoulder, and smiled. "Osaka Headquarters is different. Aside from praising me publicly, you gave me a Letter of Appreciation and one million yen. Of course I'm going to side with Osaka when something happens."

"But Aomori Prefecture is still my favorite. Not only did they name me an honorary citizen of Aomori, they also gave me a Letter of Appreciation and three million yen..."

"Money doesn't matter. It's the honor that counts, you know?"

"Honestly, I'm practically a trusted minister. Yet Kyoto treated me like that. It really