"Absolutely."

Marudo Jiro nodded, then took out a stack of envelopes from behind him and handed it to Fujino, "Thank you Detective Fujino for helping me investigate that cheap ............ so quickly."

Ding-dong, ding-dong!

At this moment, the doorbell rang again urgently.

"You'd better hurry up and pick up the customer."

Fujino took the envelope and nodded, "Now my commission is complete." ”

"If there is any commission next time, I will look for you."

With that, Marudo Jiro walked out of the room.

"500,000 yen in hand."

When Maru Jiro left, Fujino stretched and put the money into the system space.

[Current balance: 1,300,000 yen]

After glancing at the system balance, Fujino opened the task interface:

[Detective Career Mission: Antique Home Homicide Case.]

Objective: Solve the case of an antique collector murder by any means

Mission location: Marudon Jiro's house

Reward: 500,000 yen, 50 Detective Fame]

"It's time to reclaim the remaining 500,000 yen and fifty detective reputations."

Putting away his thoughts, Fujino took out a wooden knife from his sports shoulder bag, "Fifty detective reputation, I can improve my detective level by completing this single task............"

"Since I've already paid back the money, can you give me back the knife?"

In the side room, Yuji Suwa, dressed in a black suit, knelt at the table and looked at Marudo Jiro, who counted the money with a sinister face.

"Ah, the knife?"

Marudo Jiro put the money away and said lightly, "I've already sold that knife, tsk, I can't sell it for a few bucks at all." ”

"Anyway, it's over, and the money from the sale of the knife will be used as interest............

Of course, he didn't sell that knife.

Kikuchiyo is also a famous knife no matter how you say it, and as an antique collector, he can't put it down, how can he sell it?

The knife was in his pantry right now.

Yuji Suwa's eyes widened when he heard this, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

In a trance, anger overwhelmed his senses, and he lifted the decorative katana beside him and drew his scabbard.

Airplanes!

The sound of metal rubbing against the scabbard sounded.

But before he could swing it down, the door of the Japanese room was suddenly kicked open.

"That's it! Is your sword path for killing? ”

"Nani?!"

Yuji Suwa was surprised.

When he looked back, he saw a young man kicking open the door, and the wooden knife in his hand was pointed at him.

The glasses worn in front of the young man's eyes were even blooming with a cold white light.

Yuji Suwa looked at Fujino, and suddenly felt a wave of pressure in his heart.

"Brother Fujino, save me!"

At this time, Maruzhiro had already climbed to the corner of the wall in embarrassment and begged Fujino for help.

"The 500,000 protection fee to save you will be calculated separately!"

"No problem!"

[Bodyguard effect has been enabled]

Hearing the sound, Fujino, who turned on all the system gains, rushed forward wearing a life-saving trench coat.

He's a master!

Yuji Suwa looked at Fujino and gave an evaluation in his heart.

Then he raised the katana in his hand and fended off the blow.

Clang!

The two knives collided together, bursting with sparks.

The katana sword held by Yuji Suwa was made of carbon steel, and the moment it collided with Fujino's wooden sword, it was knocked out of a dent.

"A wooden knife can actually exert such an effect?!"

Yuji Suwa was surprised.

Then he hurriedly retreated a few steps, and looked at Fujino with a little more seriousness in his gaze.

In his eyes, the school used by the young man in front of him was strange, and there seemed to be several different genres mixed between the swing of the sword.

The only fly in the ointment is that there is no experience between the swings of the sword.

It's like knowing the knife technique, but not being able to master it.

"In that case, let me try you!"

As he spoke, Yuji Suwa rushed forward, the sword in his hand rushing forward in a strange way, stabbing straight into Fujino's arm.

But just when the blade was not far from Fujino's arm, it deviated a little to the side, as if it didn't mean to hurt him.

Fujino also saw this guy's intentions, and the wooden knife he clenched was lifted and blocked!

Clang!

Another crunch.

The two quickly reversed their positions, and the swords in their hands stalemate, and struck out of the courtyard.

"Did you just stop?"

Fujino asked Yuji Suwa in a deep voice, looking a little puzzled between his words.

Those attacks just now completely avoided his vital point, and he knew that this guy in front of him had left his hands everywhere and had no intention of killing him.

"I'm just getting carried away on the spur of the moment because Kikuchiyo was sold by him."

Yuji Suwa squinted, "You're right, my sword isn't for killing. ”

"Now that you've calmed down...... And don't you stop it? ”

"I want to see how strong you are............ At such an age, he was able to use a wooden sword to fight against a seven-dan kendo like me, and he had such a deep understanding of kendo. ”

"In time, a kendo genius like you will surely become a famous neon kendo master."

At this time, he had long since lost the idea of killing Marudo Jiro in his heart.

The shot just now was indeed on top, but in the fight with Fujino, he also calmed down.

Now he just wants to see how this young man's strength is.

"Don't talk nonsense, it'll be troublesome when that old thing comes out in a while."

As he spoke, Fujino glanced behind him with his spare eyes: "Wait a while, you will cooperate with me in a play to see if that old thing has sold your Kikuchiyo." ”

"How?"

"Look at the look in my eyes and it's over."

While the two were fighting, they discussed countermeasures in a whisper.

After a few moments, Fujino broke free from the stalemate and took a few steps back behind him, coming to Marudo Jiro, who was huddled in the room.

"Is your sword for killing?"

As he spoke, he winked.

"You're right, my kendo isn't for killing, I just want to go back to Kikuchiyo!"

Yuji Suwa understood, raised the katana in his hand in a non-threatening manner, and said viciously: "This hateful guy actually sold our family's ancestral Kikuchiyo, even if he dies, I will definitely let him pay for his life!" ”

"Mr. Maru, this guy is not easy to deal with......"

Fujino pretended to be weak and muttered behind him, and then said seriously: "If he doesn't go back to Kikuchiyo, both of us may die here today." ”

"How can this be ......"

Marudo Jiro swallowed.

Fujino's words he believed.

As a third-dan kendo, he naturally knows how terrifying Yuji Suwa is, the seventh-dan kendo.

Give Yuji Suwa a katana, and it is estimated that three or five people will not be able to stop it......

If you want to kill a detective and a weak chicken with a third dan of kendo, it's not too easy.

He gritted his teeth, and as soon as he was ruthless, he shouted loudly: "Actually, I didn't sell Kikuchiyo!" It's in my pantry right now! ”

"If only you can spare my life, I'll give it back to you!"