"No, what am I going to do?"

Heiji Hattori was obviously a little puzzled by Fujino's operation of asking him to go in with him.

After all, drugged Conan's ass, what did he do in there?

He didn't want to visit Conan's ass.

"Hand on."

Fujino looked at Heiji Hattori: "Didn't I just say it." ”

"Is it really just a hand?"

Heiji Hattori was skeptical of Fujino's words.

Let's not say that Fujino doesn't do human things, but it can only be said that in his memory, it seems that he has never done anything human.

…………

In the ward, Conan lay on the bed without love, his face flushed with shyness, and his pants were pulled down again, revealing his moon.

It's just that at this time, the agreement has become red, and even a little purple.

As if the next moment, blood would spill out.

"That guy beat him really hard......"

Hattori looked at Conan's ass and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Playing like this, even he felt a faint pain in his ass.

"The next step is to take the medicine......"

Fujino unscrewed the Vaseline jar.

Generally speaking, severe injuries such as this one require skin wound medicine.

But there doesn't seem to be any medicine for internal injuries on this island.

So I can only use Vaseline to make do with it first.

In other words, Vaseline still looks a little wrong.

There's always a sense of déjà vu of a little butter.

Shaking his head, Fujino didn't think too much, turned his head and handed the jar to Hattori Heiji and greeted: "Black chicken, I'll trouble you next!" ”

"Hey, didn't you just say a hand?"

Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and after a period of silence, he quickly retorted: "Why do you want me to take medicine now...... Wouldn't you be more suitable for a more professional one? ”

"I'm not light or heavy, it's better for you to come."

Fujino showed a serious expression, as if this kid's net worth and life had been handed over to you.

He really didn't say that he would let Hattori take the medicine, he just said that he would take a hand.

But there is no conflict between taking the handle and keeping up with the medicine?

Let's just say that it's over if it's a handle.

Fujino naturally won't give Conan the medicine, after all, he is the one who gave the medicine, where is the reason for finishing the medicine?

And psychologically, he can't do this kind of thing.

…………

After a few minutes or so, Conan walked out of the room with a look of despair.

Heiji Hattori, who followed behind, also looked loveless, as if he had just experienced the most terrible thing in his life

Fujino's face was as usual, in stark contrast to the two of them.

As soon as a few people walked out of the ward, Yuichi Shimura walked over, followed by two policemen, who seemed to be the support he had called for.

They had not come for anything other than to bring back the two suspects who had been identified.

There is no patrol station, or police station, on the island.

Identified suspects need to be brought back directly for questioning in order to comply with the procedure.

Of course, as a witness, Shimabukuro Junhui also needs to go back to make a record.

As for the group of witnesses, they naturally have to do it together.

The actions of the group did not spread, they came quietly and left quietly.

Before leaving, Shimabukuro Junhui went home, dragged out a suitcase, and followed everyone to the boat driven by the police.

The sea on the outlying islands is quiet, with occasional sea breezes blowing and some salty smells in the air.

On the deck of the patrol boat, Kimie Shimabukuro looked at the island that was gradually moving away, tugging at the suitcase in his hand, and a hint of thought flashed in his eyes.

Xiaolan asked curiously: "Miss Junhui, what are you...... Want to get out of here? ”

"I'm going to travel for a while......"

Kimie Shimabukuro came back to her senses, "Maybe I brought a little too much luggage, but I'll still be back." ”

Fujino glanced at the suitcase, looking at the look as if she was about to move, and saw at a glance that she wanted to leave the island.

"But that's not surprising."

Toyama and Ye can understand Shimabukuro Kimihui: "After all, it is normal to pretend to be a fate on the island for such a long time, and it is normal to go out to travel and bring more things." ”

Shimabukuro Kimie really wants to leave the island.

Since three years ago, she has spent all her time pretending to be fateful.

A few days ago, when she occasionally returned to the island, she also vaguely felt that she was a little out of touch with society.

Now that her identity has been revealed, there is no need for her to continue to guard the well-known inheritance on the island.

In the past few years, she has seen a lot of interesting things on TV and in the newspapers.

It just so happened that she was going to take advantage of this opportunity to go out and have a look.

Without the restraint of the island, she only felt relaxed and carefree at this time.

"But I really didn't expect that those two girls were murderers."

Maori Kogoro held a cigarette in his mouth and glanced at the two women lying on the deck stretcher behind him: "It's too much to set fire to someone or something in order to verify whether the fate is immortal after drinking." ”

"That's right."

Xiaolan on the side was indignant, as a half-half-single-parent girl, she could understand how uncomfortable Shimabukuro Junhui was.

But turning her head, she pointed the finger at Maori Kogoro again: "Dad, you too, you must drink less wine in the future, if you do something foolish, it will be troublesome!" ”

"I'm not going to be drunk, okay?"

Mori Kogoro was a little unhappy and pouted.

"Which time after drinking in an izakaya wasn't Xiaolan's aftermath......"

Conan followed, complaining silently in the innermost.

"Stinky little imp!"

Mori Kogoro heard Conan's whisper, and was immediately a little unhappy, thinking that the other party was already injured, he didn't give a shock, and instead said to each other: "It's not honest to be beaten so many ass." ”

"Hmm......"

Conan's face froze suddenly.

When he thinks about it now, the scene of being dragged up and spanked at that time still lingers in his mind.

"Hit a little hard?"

Fujino glanced at Conan, whose body was tense and there were faint beads of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "You've been beaten out of the psychological shadow, right?" ”

However, compared to the psychological shadow, Conan cares more about one thing, that is, Xiao Hei's identity and when he can catch it.

This time there are three perpetrators, two of whom have been caught, but the remaining one has not.

Combined with what I thought, Saori Kamon, who was the first to entrust Fujino and Heiji Hattori, must still be in Xiaohei's hands.

As for whether there is still alive or not, it is not necessarily.

But it's useless to worry, now he still thinks about what to do when he sleeps in the next few days......

…………

After leaving the police station after making a record, the sky was already hazy and dark, and Shimabukuro Junhui was the first to separate from everyone, and everyone planned to go home the next day, anyway, it was a rest day, and they didn't delay their normal school.

That's right, Ke Xue's world has been on vacation.

By the time Fujino, Mori Kogoro and Conan Ran returned to Tokyo, it was already the next day.

After returning to Tokyo, Fujino returned home, put down the souvenirs he had bought in Fukui, and hurried to the unfinished building before.

Come to the roof of the unfinished building.

In the eye, Door Xie Saori was still lying in the corner of the roof of the unfinished building, tied with a red rope all over her body, unable to break free, and her mouth was sealed.

At this time, her face was pale, and her mental state was very poor, as if she was on fire in the wind.

But fortunately, he didn't die.

Fujino took a brief look, and after seeing that the other party's life was not in danger, he took out the Poke Ball from his personal space and threw it forward.

“biu”

"Bang!"

With a sound effect, Saori was put into the Poké Ball.

"Why do you always feel a little weird?"

Fujino stepped forward and picked up the Poké Ball on the ground, his face a little strange.

It's nothing, though, it's just a matter of putting people in Poké Balls.

But why does he always have the illusion of subduing a human pet?

I even always feel that it will come in the next second: [Successful acceptance, Saori has become Fujino's new pet (pseudo)]

Then that night, Fujino changed into a small black limited skin, and came to the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department with a Poke Ball, and with a release of the Poké Ball, Saori was released to the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department.

The bag on his body also contained evidence of the crime.

After doing this, Fujino turned around and left, not afraid that Saori Monkyo would be picked up because she was not found.

After all, this is the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department.

If they can still be picked up by others here, then the neon police will not have to live at all.

…………

Two days later on the weekend.

The time has finally come to the day of school, and it has finally returned to daily life.

The time is gradually coming to winter, and the cold wind blows on the streets, which makes it look very cold.

Fujino pulled over to a side of the road, got out of the car, and bought a newspaper.

The content of the newspapers is decent, half of the homicide attacks are the case, and the rest is all kinds of lace news.

However, what attracted Fujino's attention was a piece of news that was not too obvious: [With the calculation, the company will hold an opening ceremony in the soon-to-be-completed Seishama skyscraper...... At that time, the young beauty owner of the Tokiwa Club, Mio Tokiwa will attend the event......]

"Seitama City Skyscraper ......"

Fujino looked at the news report, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He remembered that this was the plot of the theatrical version of the countdown to heaven.

Looks like the current timeline has come to this point?

If that's the case, we'll soon be meeting with the distillery Lamor Gin.

"Ah~Gin."

Fujino smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and kicked the newspaper into his pocket.

I'm already looking forward to meeting the model worker again.

Turning around, he looked up, and at a glance he saw an old acquaintance.

It was a young woman with long blond hair and a hot figure in a super short red dress in winter, with sunglasses, red fur-rimmed boots, and a brown fur-trimmed jacket.

At first glance, it was indeed a stranger.

But Fujino, with his keen observation, saw through the true body of the woman in front of him at a glance.

It's Miwako Sato!

"I'm afraid I'm fishing again, right?"

Fujino looked at Sato who was walking not far away with a speechless expression, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was a little speechless.

The Metropolitan Police Department is a bit too much, why do you play fishing and law enforcement every day?

Miwako Sato is about to become a model fisherman......

"Huh?"

Miwako Sato also noticed Fujino.

Her expression was slightly stunned, and her face did not change.

Don't recognize it!

Although she is now fishing in disguise, she is strictly on official duty.

But if it is really found out by the younger juniors that they are swaying around the street on the weekend dressed like a hot girl, it is indeed a little embarrassing.

At least she felt embarrassed.

She took a deep breath and stepped over quietly.

Waiting for Fujino's greeting: "Sato? ”

Miwako Sato: "......"

Or is it recognized?

"Ah, Fujino."

Miwako Sato stiffened and turned her head, "Why are you here?" ”

"I'm here to buy a newspaper...... But Sato, I should have asked this sentence. ”

Fujino patted the newspaper in his pocket, and then glanced at Miwako Sato suspiciously: "What are you...... Could it be ......?"

"Ahem, don't get me wrong!"

Miwako Sato was a little flustered by Fujino's suspicious gaze, and hurriedly whispered, "I'm attracting criminals...... In the last two days, there has been a series of attackers attacking fashionable girls, but there is no pattern, so I will dress up like this and plan to come out and squat for a while......"

"I see."

Fujino entered the play in a second: "Your dress today is really good, Miwako." ”

"Forehead ......"

Miwako Sato was slightly stunned, obviously not reacting.

But immediately, she reacted and replied with a smile like a hot girl: "yes, super fashionable is not like it, right?" ”

It doesn't feel like it's pretended.

Give her a chance to make a mistake, maybe she can really be a hot girl.

Fujino's face was still pale, and he whispered secretly in his heart.

"In that case, let's go to the café over there."

At this time, Miwako Sato suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed Fujino's arm, and dragged him to a café not far away in a way that was not too abrupt.

…………

A few minutes later, in a café on the corner.

Fujino was dragged by Miwako Sato to a window seat on the corner of the street and sat down.

"Sato, how did you meet Brother Fujino?"

Twilight Thirteen sat opposite, looking at Miwako Sato, looking a little helpless: "And the disguise has actually been seen through." ”

"There's no way around it."

Miwako Sato was also a little helpless: "I was recognized just by looking at it, is my disguise really bad?" ”

"No, no, Officer Sato's disguise is indeed very good."

Takagi sat next to Twilight Thirteen, and also glanced at Fujino unexpectedly, but he felt a little normal: "But no matter how you look at it, it is because Fujino's observation is too sharp." ”

"By the way, Brother Fujino, how did you see through her disguise?"

Twilight Thirteen asked Fujino with some curiosity.

In his opinion, Miwako Sato's disguise cannot be said to be perfect, but it can also be said to have reached the level of ninety to nine.

Of course, he also knew that it was Fujino's perception that was too sharp.

But always ask what the problem is.

After all, if there is really a problem with the camouflage, it is much better to change it now than to be seen through it later.

(End of chapter)