Fujino Detective Agency.
Fujino sat behind his desk, holding a newspaper in one hand and his phone in the other as he looked at the challenge letter printed on it. "So? I told you I was right, didn't I?"
"Holy crap!"
On the other end, Kuroba Kaito hurriedly looked around. "How did you know Aoko is at my house making breakfast for me?!"
"You didn't plant bugs and cameras in my house when you came over last time, did you?"
"Wasn't it obvious?"
Fujino gave him a deadpan look and mercilessly roasted him. "Someone like you, who looks like Kudo and has a cute childhood friend, couldn't possibly know how to cook. You probably rely on your childhood friend just to stay alive. Without her, you'd be gnawing on bread and starving to death."
"Besides, the challenge letter to Kaito Kid has already been sent. Inspector Nakamori will definitely be heading to the Metropolitan Police Department to arrange the operation, so the only possibility left is that Aoko went to your place to make you breakfast for convenience's sake."
Listening to that deduction, Kuroba Kaito felt his scalp prickle. "This is why you detectives deserve to have no friends. You can figure out anything... No, it's just you. With someone like you around, I'd probably have to change my underwear every day."
"You're afraid I'll deduce what color it is?"
Fujino pondered for a moment. "I'm guessing blue with a hint of green."
"Huh?!"
Kuroba Kaito was dumbfounded again. "You really didn't install surveillance equipment, did you?"
"Hey, I'm not depraved enough to spy on a male high school student, okay? Plenty of girls like me, you know. Don't slander me!"
Fujino's fist twitched as he explained, "It's actually simple. Blue with a hint of green is cyan, so naturally,