Chapter 77 Detective Intuition
Noon, Tokyo, Metropolitan Police Department.
Fujino, who had just opened the golden item, was summoned to the Metropolitan Police Department by Megure Thirteen.
In the lounge of the Metropolitan Police Department.
"The bonus for assisting in solving the case a few days ago has been approved."
Megure Thirteen took out a kraft paper envelope with a cherry blossom emblem from his pocket and handed it to Fujino, "The total is 200,000 yen. Brother Fujino, please keep it."
"Two hundred thousand yen?"
Fujino took the bag from the envelope and counted it.
After confirming that the numbers match, put them away.
I have to say that the efficiency of the Metropolitan Police Department is really poor.
It's been a few days, and this little money has only just arrived.
"Let's talk about the Memu Police Department, what happened last night..."
After putting away the envelope, Fujino looked at Megure Thirteen with a sneaky look.
Just after the car accident happened last night.
Fujino, who was wary, asked Megure Thirteen to help investigate the truck driver's file.
And he also launched a bizarre deception involving major serial murders.
Mumu Shisan, who had not been fooled into taking the road, refused.
But for some reason, he agreed this morning.
He also planned to hand a copy of the file directly to him.
Maybe it's because Fujino is his good brother?
Who knows?
"This is the file of the truck driver involved in yesterday's accident."
Megure Thirteen coughed lightly, took out a file from his pocket, and handed it to Fujino: "The deceased's name is Miyamoto Ersaburo. He is forty-three years old, single, and currently working in a furniture store. I work in the installation industry, and I also work part-time in delivery, and I live in 4-chome, Yoneka-cho.”
"Did you have a happy family before?"
Fujino looked at the files he received and gathered his chin: "My wife passed away in a murder ten years ago, and the murderer was caught by detectives... According to medical records, the only remaining daughter also died of illness two years ago. Died."
"It is the most difficult to investigate single men like this who have little interaction with other people."
Mumu Shisan sighed, "Just looking at the files, we can't tell anything at all."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head and saw a strange expression on Fujino's face.
"Brother Fujino, do you know this person?"
"It just happened once."
Hearing this, Fujino, who was looking at the photos on the file, shook his head and explained: "Some time ago, I remember that he sent furniture to my detective agency..."
As he said that, he couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that we would meet again in this way."
Yes, he remembers this person.
When he just renovated the detective office, this man worked overtime to help him install the furniture.
But why would this guy want to kill him?
Could it be that he was ordered by someone?
Fujino put away his thoughts, and the doubts in his heart did not diminish.
"Brother Fujino, although the case is closed as a traffic accident we cannot provide you with protection...but if there is any threat, just call me."
At the door of the lounge, Megure Thirteen patted Fujino on the shoulder with serious words.
"clear."
Fujino nodded, turned around and left in silence.
It is already very good if Mumu Shisan can take out the deceased's file for him.
Nor did he count on police protection.
It allows an unconcerned person to carry out a suicidal assassination without leaving any traces afterwards.
Then the instigator behind it is definitely not something that ordinary police can stop.
Instead of relying on the police, it’s better to rely on yourself.
This is something Fujino understood after he came to this world.
Afternoon, Fujino's house.
In the dim room, Fujino stood in front of the wall covered with red threads.
Looking at the various evidences collected by the original owner, his eyes were thoughtful.
After a while, he took out a photo from his pocket.
First, thumbtacks were nailed to the wall, and then red thread was passed through it, entwined with other evidence.
That photo was the photo of the accident scene last night.
"It's been a year, why are they coming to ask for my life now?"
Fujino stared at the wall covered with red lines, lit a flower, and took a deep breath.
Originally, he thought that the assassination of the original owner's parents was all because of the Fujino Zaibatsu.
After the two of them died and were assassinated, that was the end of the matter.
But now it seems that things are far from that simple.
During his time as a detective, he had never offended anyone who would kill him.
Even the last time he interrogated Kiichiro Numabuchi, he put on a Batman mask and opened a Batman vest.
So it is certain that there is definitely another reason why he was assassinated this time.
In fact, the people who assassinated him were the same people who assassinated the original owner's parents a year ago.
But logically speaking, a year has passed since the incident, and a year has not passed to kill him, but why is it suddenly resurrected now?
Could it be that the mastermind behind the scenes had his head caught in the door and suddenly remembered him?
Somewhat impossible.
Fujino sighed, and after pondering for a moment, he turned on his detective intuition.
[Increase host's reasoning ability by 100%, remaining time is 59 seconds]
The moment his detective intuition turned on, Fujino felt that the world around him had changed, and the ideas in his mind gradually became clear.
"Is this the world as seen by those detectives?"
Fujino held his chin in thought for a moment and sighed.
Then, I started to think about how I was different from before.
If anything, it might be that the original owner died and he traveled through time.
And after time travel, he also relied on the system to make a lot of money and became a slightly famous high school detective.
By the way, a slightly famous detective!
Thinking of this, Fujino suddenly understood.
That's probably what happened.
Money and other things can basically be ruled out, because his money has never been exposed.
Apart from money, the difference from before is prestige.
"Is it really because I'm famous?"
"But what does my fame have to do with being assassinated..."
Fujino was thinking about the relationship in his mind, and Bai Si couldn't help his sister.
There is still too little evidence to connect the two.
The only breakthrough now is the dump truck...but the driver of the dump truck is already dead.
"A dump truck?"
Fujino suddenly recalled one thing, that is, his vision-enhancing glasses have a video recording function.
And just when the dump truck hit him last night, he turned on the video recording function.
Putting away his thoughts, Fujino recalled the records.
As the spectacles flashed, the scene gradually emerged around him, and time seemed to return to last night.
The dump truck was still following behind him.
From time to time he turned back to note the distance between the two cars.
Then he slid the motorcycle to the side.
"Wait, something's wrong."
When watching the scene in the vision glasses of a dump truck about to collide, Fujino was surprised...
