Noon, Tokyo, Metropolitan Police Department.

Fujino, who had just opened the golden item, was summoned to the Metropolitan Police Department by Twilight Thirteen.

Inside the Metropolitan Police Department's lounge.

"The bonus for assisting in solving the case a few days ago has been approved."

Twilight Thirteen took out a brown paper envelope with the cherry blossom badge from his pocket and handed it to Fujino, "It's 200,000 yen in total, Brother Fujino, you can take it." ”

"200,000 yen?"

Fujino took the bag over the envelope and counted them.

Once the numbers are matched, 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 the money has only arrived now.

"Speaking of the twilight police department, last night's incident ............"

After putting the envelope away, Fujino looked at Twilight Thirteen with a sneaky look again.

Just after the car accident last night.

A jealous Fujino asks Twilight 13 to help investigate the truck driver's file.

and also launched a strange and heavy flicker involving a major serial murder case.

Twilight Thirteen, who had not been fooled into going to the road, refused.

But for some reason, he agreed this morning.

And it was also intended to give him a copy of the file directly.

Maybe it's because Fujino is his good old brother?

Who knows?

"This is the file of the truck driver in yesterday's accident."

Twilight Thirteen coughed lightly, took out a file from his clothes pocket, and handed it to Fujino: "The deceased's name is Miyamoto Nizaburo, forty-three years old this year, single, currently engaged in the installation industry of the furniture city, by the way, part-time delivery, living in 4-chome, Rice Flower Town. ”

"Did you have a happy family before?"

Fujino looked at the file he had received and saved his chin: "My wife died in a murder ten years ago, and the murderer was captured by detectives............ The only remaining daughter, according to medical records, also died of illness two years ago. ”

"It's the kind of single man like this, who doesn't usually have much contact with other people, that is the most difficult to investigate."

Twilight Thirteen sighed, "I can't see anything from the archives alone. ”

As soon as the words fell, he raised his head and saw Fujino's strange expression.

"Brother Fujino, do you know this person?"

"It's just a one-sided relationship."

Hearing this, Fujino, who was staring at the photos on the file, shook his head and explained, "Some time ago, I remember that he also sent furniture to my detective agency............"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I didn't expect to meet again in this way." ”

That's right, this man, he remembers.

Just when he was just renovating the detective office, it was this person who worked overtime to help him install the furniture.

It's just, why would this guy want to kill him?

Was it instigated?

Fujino put away his thoughts, and the doubts in his heart did not abate.

"Brother Fujino, although the case is closed in a traffic accident, we cannot provide you with protection............ But what is the threat, just call me. ”

At the door of the lounge, Twilight Triadi patted Fujino on the shoulder.

"Understood."

Fujino nodded, and turned away in silence.

Twilight Thirteen was able to pull out the files of the dead for him, which was already very good.

He also did not count on police protection.

It is possible to allow a person who has no concern to carry out a suicide assassination without leaving a trace afterwards.

Then the instigator behind it must not be something that ordinary police officers can stop.

Instead of relying on the police, it is better to rely on yourself.

This is what Fujino has understood since he came into this world.

In the afternoon, Fujino's house.

In the dimly lit room, Fujino stood in front of a wall covered in red thread.

Looking at the evidence collected by the various original owners above, his eyes were thoughtful.

After a moment, he pulled a photo out of his pocket.

It was pinned to the wall with a thumbtack, then threaded through it, tangled with other evidence.

That photo was the scene of the accident last night.

"It's been a year, why are they coming to me now to ask for their lives?"

Fujino stared at the red-lined wall, lit a stick, and took a deep breath.

Originally, he thought that the reason why the original owner's parents were assassinated was because of the Fujino chaebol's pot.

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 the time he had been a detective, he had not offended anyone who would have killed him.

Even the last time he interrogated Jiichiro Numabuchi, he put on a Batman mask and opened a Batman vest.

So it's certain that the reason why he was assassinated this time was definitely for another reason.

Even, the same people who assassinated him were the same people who assassinated the original owner's parents a year ago.

But logically speaking, it's been a year since the incident, and he hasn't come to kill him for a year, but why is it suddenly resurrected now?

Could it be that the mastermind behind the scenes had his head caught by the door and suddenly remembered him?

Some can't.

Fujino let out a sigh and, after a moment of contemplation, turned on the detective intuition.

[Increases the host's reasoning ability by 100%, remaining 59 seconds]

At the moment when the detective's intuition turned on, Fujino only felt that the world around him had changed, and the thoughts in his mind gradually became clear.

"Is this the world through the eyes of those detectives?"

Fujino cupped his chin and thought for a moment, then sighed.

Then, I began to think about how different I was from what I had been.

If anything, it may be that the original owner died and he crossed over.

And after crossing over, he also relied on the system to make a lot of money Mane and became a well-known high school detective.

That's right, a well-known detective!

Thinking of this, Fujino suddenly realized.

That's probably where it goes.

Money or something can basically be ruled out, because his money has never been exposed.

Except for money, the change from the past is prestige.

"Is it really because I'm famous?"

"But what does my fame have to do with being assassinated............

Fujino thought about the relationship in his mind, and he couldn't see his sister.

There is still too little evidence to be able to connect them together.

Now the only breakthrough is the mud truck............ But the driver of the dump truck is dead.

"Dump truck?"

Fujino suddenly remembered one thing, and that was that his vision-enhancing glasses had a video recording function.

And just last night, when the mud truck crashed into it, he also turned on the video recording function.

Putting away his thoughts, Fujino recorded and called it out.

As the glasses flickered, the scene gradually emerged around them, and the time seemed to go back to last night.

The mud truck was still trailing behind him.

From time to time, he turned his head to notice the distance between the two cars.

After that, he slid the motorcycle sideways to the side.

"Wait, something isn't right."

Fujino was surprised as he watched the sight of the mud truck about to crash into the glasses..................