The unscientific detective in Conan

"It looks like the elbow is dislocated."

Fujino frowned and began to compare the medical knowledge in his mind, "Where else does it hurt?"

"ankle."

Seeing Fujino's professional look, Hattori Heiji answered.

"Well, it seems there are no fractures."

Fujino groaned, put his hand into his pocket, and took out a thousand yen from his pocket, "Conan, go see if there are any pharmacies nearby and buy some hydrogen peroxide, alcohol gauze or something."

"Hello……"

Conan glanced at Fujino speechlessly, "Are you trying to..."

"I happen to have some medical training. Hattori's injury is not serious. I can handle it."

As he spoke, Fujino put his hand on Hattori Heiji's wrist, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "My strength may be a bit strong, please bear with it."

"Have you studied medicine?"

Hattori Heiji looked astonished: "Why should you endure it?"

Fujino didn't answer his question, but just stretched out his hand.

Click!

The crisp sound of bones.

"ah!"

Osaka Kuroko let out a shout that echoed around.

"Didn't I tell you to bear with it?"

Fujino glanced at the grinning Hattori Heiji speechlessly.

Hattori Heiji was a little helpless: "It hurts a lot..."

"When I was hit by a truck, it was worse than you."

Fujino began to brag about his glorious deeds, "I didn't say a word at the time."

"real?"

Hattori Heiji showed a suspicious expression.

But if you think about it carefully, if you were hit and lost your memory, it must have been worse than him...

If Fujino said this, it would not be impossible.

"Why did I lie to you?"

Fujino glanced at Hattori Heiji and was very angry.

Well, he did not say anything at first.

He was immediately beaten to death.

——The two of them are not talking about the same thing.

Hattori Heiji laughed and said, "Then, can you be gentle?"

"cannot."

Fujino's face turned cold, and then he touched his ankle with his hand.

Forehead……

Click!

There was another bone-setting crunching sound.

Ah... ugh.

This time, Hattori Hei stopped mid-scream, covered his mouth, and wiped tears from the corners of his eyes.

"This guy is definitely seeking revenge, right?"

Conan looked at Hattori Heiji who was crying bitterly after being treated by Fujino, and suddenly swallowed his saliva.

As for what kind of revenge?

Could it be the incident between the two of them eating melon and watching a show before?

This guy Fujino really wants revenge...

Conan glanced at Hattori Heiji with some sympathy.

But when I think about it carefully, it seems that he has also taken advantage of it.

No way...that guy Fujino wouldn't do anything to a child...

"Little brother Conan, why are you still standing there?"

At this time, Fujino turned around and said with a smile on Conan's face: "Go buy some medicine."

"I'm going right now!"

Conan regained consciousness, hugged the pigeon and ran away.

Afraid that Fujino would give it to him later, on the grounds that he might be injured, he would forcefully set his bones.

…………

After Conan finished buying what Fujino told him, he saw an outrageous scene as soon as he came back.

Fujino stood aside wearing white gloves, while Hattori Heiji was lying on the roadside sweating profusely, with tears of remorse streaming from his eyes.

If I had known... I wouldn't have raced to the extreme.

Conan handed the medicine to Fujino.

Then there was another torture with hydrogen peroxide and alcohol.

There was a bubble, and then there was a shouting like a butchering pig.

[Rescue behavior detected]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining 100 doctor professional proficiency points]

"That should be enough."

Fujino wiped away the non-existent beads of sweat and stood up, feeling much better.

Hattori Heiji was sitting on the ground, somewhat on the verge of crying.

And Conan can be sure at this time.

——This guy Fujino is just seeking revenge!

"It really doesn't hurt anymore..."

Hattori Heiji stood up from the ground, moved his body, clicked his tongue, and felt a little emotional.

He originally thought Fujino was deliberately retaliating against him.

It seems that he misunderstood others.

Inexplicably, he felt a little guilty.

"But then again, Fujino, where did you learn your medical skills?"

Hattori Heiji was a little confused.

Everyone is a high school detective, why are you the only one who knows medical skills?

Still so skilled.

And this method seems to be traditional Chinese medicine?

Traditional Chinese medicine is still very rare in Neon.

Conan also looked at Fujino in confusion.

"I learned my medical skills from an old gentleman who met me while hiking in the mountains a long time ago."

Fujino explained casually and in a deep voice based on the memory in his mind, "That old gentleman taught me a lot, but he disappeared after teaching me medical skills for a month."

"Old sir?"

Both of them nodded in thought.

…………

Afterwards, the ambulance arrived at the scene and took Hattori Heiji away.

Then, Fujino took Conan back to the Suzuki Museum of Art.

Just after returning to the art museum, Fujino and Conan met Suzuki Shiro's secretary, Masato Nishino.

Apart from Mr. Nishino, there are two other people who are negotiating with him.

A young woman, and an old man from the Mediterranean with gray hair.

The woman was wearing a light blue-green dress, a white coat, and a shoulder bag. Her hair color was light brown and blond, and her pupils were gray, the same as the previous Pu Si Qinglan.

The old man was wearing a decent black suit and looked like he was a housekeeper.

"Mr. Nishino."

Fujino took Conan and walked up to say hello.

"Detective Fujino."

After seeing Fujino, Master Nishino greeted him respectfully, "There is news from the Zhongmori Police Department. Thanks to your plan, this operation was a great success."

"That's all."

Fujino turned to look at the man and woman beside him and said, "Who are these two?"

"Hello, my name is Natsumi Kasaka."

Natsumi Kasaka bowed slightly and introduced the old man next to her: "This is our housekeeper, Mr. Sawabe."

Then, she said to Fujino and Nishino Masato: "About the Emperor's Easter Egg introduced in this art museum, we have something to personally explain to President Suzuki."

"What a coincidence, the president happened to be out."

Master Nishino smiled and explained: "If there is anything, you can explain it to me first, and then I will convey it to the president."

"But, I still want to talk to the president in person."

Natsumi Kasaka took a deep breath and continued: "If possible, please give President Suzuki a call."

"Well..."

Master Nishino smiled awkwardly: "President, it is really inconvenient for him right now..."

"By the way, I remember Mr. Suzuki was drinking with Uncle Mori."

Fujino came close to Nishino Masato and whispered: "Could it be..."

"Um."

Master Nishino nodded helplessly, "President, he and Mr. Mori were drunk in the hotel..."

"Uh... let me tell you."

Although Fujino had probably guessed it, he was still speechless for a while.

No wonder it had to be convenient, it turned out to be drunk.

As a secretary, Masato Nishino would naturally not let outsiders see the drunk Shiro Suzuki.

But then again, how could Shirou Suzuki be like Uncle Mouri, drinking until he was drunk?

Uncle Maori is contagious...

"Ms. Kasaka, Kaito Kidd just launched an operation to steal the Emperor's Easter egg today. I am the detective entrusted to protect him."

With that said, Fujino took out a business card and handed it to Natsumi Kasaka.

Natsumi Kasaka took the business card.

It was a business card with a white background and a black detective agency address, detective agency contact number, his personal contact number, and name engraved on it.

This was ordered by Fujino before he came to Osaka. He never had the chance to give it away. Today he finally got the chance.

"Fujino Douji, Fujino-kun?"

Natsumi Kasaka took the business card and murmured.

"High school detective Fujino."

The butler on the side explained: "I heard in the newspaper that he is a famous detective. He has defeated Kaitou Kidd several times, and has also solved many murder cases and major criminal group cases."

"it is me."

Fujino nodded and said: "Mr. Suzuki is very busy now because of the Egg of Memories and does not have time to meet with you for the time being. If it is about the Egg of Memories, you can talk to me and Mr. Nishino first, and then Let us convey it to Chairman Suzuki.”

"Is such that."

Natsumi Kasaka nodded and said: "Actually, just a few days ago, when I was sorting out my grandmother's belongings, I accidentally discovered a torn design drawing. The design drawn on it was the same as the emperor on this profile. The Easter eggs are exactly the same.”

As she spoke, she handed the Suzuki Museum brochure to Fujino, and then took out an old design drawing from her pocket.

What is drawn on the design drawing is exactly half of the egg of memories. As for why it is said to be half, it is because the entire design drawing has been torn into pieces, and the words "Egg of Memory" are also marked at the bottom of the drawing.

"This is indeed the Egg of Memory."

Master Nishino looked at the memory egg and asked: "But why is this egg different from the memory egg we have on display?"

"It must have been partially torn off."

Fujino looked at the design drawing and sighed, "Originally this was supposed to be a big picture with two eggs on it, but after it was torn off, one piece happened to be pieced together. If you look carefully, it actually contains memories. The part with the words is still exactly the same as the egg of memories.”

"I see."

Upon hearing this, Master Nishino looked towards that part.

Conan also frowned slightly, observed for a moment, and agreed with Fujino's statement.

In fact, Fujino can detect this kind of thing even without memory reminder.

After all, this picture is a bit incongruous when put together, one large and one small.

I really don’t know to what extent I was forcibly de-intellectualized to the point where I was so blind that I couldn’t notice this.

After a pause, Fujino continued: "If this design is true, then there should actually be two Eggs of Memory. If they are two eggs, then logically they should not use the same design. That is to say , the one I protect is actually just one of the two..."

"Two?"

Master Nishino nodded, "Indeed, if this is the case, then there should be two eggs of memory as Detective Fujino said."

"But, I didn't know there was another Memory Egg in our house."

Kasaka Natsumi wondered: "And I didn't find another one in my grandmother's inheritance."

"That's unknown."

Fujino recalled his memories and said in a deep voice, "But perhaps, we can get clues to another egg from our memory egg."

Conan was confused for a moment and looked up at Fujino.

Although he was also sure that there were two Eggs of Memory.

But how did Fujino determine that there were clues to another Memory Egg on the other Memory Egg...

A detective's intuition again?

Damn it, why didn't he?

After a simple exchange, Natsumi Kasaka handed over her mobile phone number to Fujino.

As for Nishino Masato, he plans to report this matter tomorrow after Suzuki Shiro sobers up.

After receiving the answer, Natsumi Kasaka left with the butler.