The unscientific detective in Conan

The next morning, Sunday, was a scorching summer day.

A ray of sunlight shines through the window, and the temperature in the air quietly rises.

Fujino got up early, sat on the edge of the bed and felt the surrounding temperature, revealing his dead eyes.

He remembered that not long ago, it was winter.

In the blink of an eye, summer has arrived again...

To a certain extent, this is the charm of Ke Xue.

One week can be like a year.

After getting up, Fujino stretched and checked his mailbox. After seeing that there was no commission message, he took a shower, made breakfast, and prepared to drive to Didan High School.

Today is the last day of the school festival, and Class B of the second year is going to perform.

Although during the rehearsal, Fujino had already watched it many times.

I almost felt like throwing up...

But since it was a show performed by his own class, and it was starring and written by his two good friends, he naturally wanted to support it.

What's more, he remembered that there seemed to be another murder case at this campus festival.

Well, I can spend another one or two million for free.

"Brother Fujino!"

Fujino had just driven out of the underground garage, and Mouri Kogoro also happened to go out. The mustache in front of him seemed to have been tidied, and the neat suit seemed to have been ironed. He greeted Fujino warmly.

Next to him, there was a Shinigami elementary school student dressed in the same old style and wearing a mask, who seemed to be taller than usual.

"Brother Maori."

Fujino took a look at the situation on the road, drove the car in front of the two of them, said hello, then turned his eyes to Conan and asked curiously: "When did Conan's little brother get discharged from the hospital?"

"This kid was discharged from the hospital yesterday."

Mouri Kogoro glanced at Conan with disgust, "To be honest, his illness is not completely cured yet. Originally, I didn't plan to take him with me and let him have a good rest at home, but I insisted on going to see Xiaolan's performance. …”

"He is a child after all."

Fujino chuckled lightly and turned his gaze to Conan.

The Shinigami primary school student at this time is no different from before.

But Fujino, who has a super sense of perception, saw the clues at a glance.

Let’s take smell for example.

Normally, Conan is always filled with corpse energy.

But, today it smells surprisingly good.

And the height is also a little taller.

Build on this.

Fujino combined his memories and quickly came to a conclusion.

——The Shinigami primary school student in front of me must be Haihara Ai in disguise!

On the other side, Haibara Ai also felt Fujino looking at her.

That kind of scrutinizing gaze made her quite uncomfortable.

After coming back to her senses, she coughed slightly, recalled Conan's tone, and said hello in a hoarse voice, saying that her throat was sore and she didn't want to speak.

Naturally, Fujino saw through it without revealing it, and invited the two of them to the Teitan High School School Festival.

Seeing this, Haiyuan Ai couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

With this disguise, she was most worried about Fujino.

The two of them were so familiar.

But since Fujino didn't see through it, others shouldn't be able to see any clues...

——Recognition from the humanoid Radar Ai.

On the way to Didan High School.

Fujino also felt something strange.

He also knew that this Shinigami primary school student was Haibara Ai.

But being stared at by those eyes...

It always makes people feel a little numb.

…………

Today is the last day of the school festival.

It was the weekend, and the Teidan High School School Festival was more lively than usual.

There is a stage on the school playground.

A young man who looks like Tatsuya Kimura is rocking hard on the stage.

According to Fujino Takashi, this young man must have practiced for two and a half years.

The sound of rock music echoed in the ears, and young men and women walked together.

The hot summer air is filled with a hormonal scent that makes you feel much younger.

Fujino parked the car in the parking lot and went to the gymnasium where the show was performed with the young and old.

"Fujino-kun, Uncle Mori!"

Just as the three of them were about to enter the stadium, a fluent and cute Osaka accent came from the noisy voice.

Fujino turned around and saw Kazuha Toyama, who was wearing a single ponytail, an orange off-shoulder top, and khaki shorts, jogging over.

"Miss Yuanshan..."

Fujino couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Toyama Kazuha.

Those who didn’t know about this cute Kansai accent thought it was some rich woman who traveled thousands of miles and came here from Kyoto by helicopter.

The Kansai accent is very magical and very recognizable.

As far as Fujino is concerned, it is equivalent to Northeastern dialect in Chinese dialect.

Sometimes it has the ability to be contagious.

But for someone like him whose native language is not subconsciously Japanese, it still seems a bit cute.

"Um?"

Mouri Kogoro turned around and glanced around. Seeing that the usually inseparable black chicken didn't come, he asked Toyama Kazuha: "By the way, where is the usual black charcoal brat?"

"Well, you mean Heiji?"

Yuan Shan and Ye thought for a while, and said in a resentful tone: "He's not here... He said he had something to deal with and it would cause trouble for others, so he didn't want to go or anything like that."

"After all, I am a detective. There will always be various things that I can't get away from."

Fujino didn't care that much.

He thought for a while and soon thought of the reason why the guy didn't come.

Well, he must be pretending to be Kudo Shinichi, right?

"Well... that's true."

Mouri Kogoro glanced at himself and then at Fujino.

I always feel like this sentence seems to be saying that detectives should handle cases every day.

…………

Several people entered the gym.

At this time, the stadium was packed, and there was even a queue to get in.

Fortunately, Fujino is a student and a well-known figure in Teidan High School.

With his facial recognition, only a few people could enter smoothly.

There is no air conditioning in the gymnasium, making it very hot on a hot day.

Coupled with the crowds of people, it gets even hotter...

"Why are there so many spectators here?!"

Xiaolan was wearing a sportswear jacket, standing backstage, secretly opening a corner of the red curtain, looking at the packed audience, looking a little panicked, "Obviously our performance is coming next..."

"Of course!"

Yuanzi stood aside and poked his little head out, "The play we are promoting to the outside world is a more romantic masterpiece than the love tragedy of Romeo and Juliet!"

Thanks to Miss Suzuki's professional promotion, this play has become a masterpiece as good as Romeo and Juliet.

In addition, the starring role is Xiaolan, so in the early stage, there was a sense of anticipation.

"Brother Fujino."

When passing by the backstage, Mouri Kogoro suddenly leaned into Fujino's ear and asked in a low voice: "Who is that beautiful beauty?"

"Huh? Beauty?"

Fujino was confused, followed Mouri Kogoro's gaze, and saw a black figure.

"..."

Are you talking about Hiratsuka Shizuka?

That Iron Fist Saint?

Fujino thought for a while and replied: "That is our class's Chinese language teacher and instructor Shizuka Hiratsuka."

"It turns out to be the teacher!"

Mouri Kogoro said coquettishly, "That's really young. Such a beauty..."

Before he could finish his words, a passionate shout interrupted him.

"Whoops! Cheer up, all of you!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka stood in front of everyone, shouting with enthusiasm: "The performance of the school festival is the precious youth of young people! Yes, young people like us..."

Maori Kogoro:"……"

Fujino: "..."

Sure enough, she was still the same.

But to a certain extent, compared to Uncle Maori, he is indeed quite young.

He should be about ten years younger than Uncle Maori.

Well, at least still twenty years old.

I guess so.

Fujino was also unsure of the man's true age.

"Xiaolan!"

Yuan Shan and Ye found Xiaolan first.

"Here he is with Ye Qi."

The two best friends said hello.

After a brief silence, Fujino and others followed.

Xiaolan fixed her eyes on Conan. She leaned down slightly and asked with a gentle and complicated look in her eyes: "Conan, you are here too... How are you? Are you feeling better from your cold?"

"Um……"

Haihara Ai responded briefly through the voice changer.

"Xiaolan, can you come over here for a moment?"

At this time, Tomoaki Shinde walked slowly over with the script in hand, "There are still some issues to be dealt with in the last line."

"OK!"

When Xiaolan heard this, she turned around and picked up the script to play against Tomaki Shinde.

"Is that the male protagonist this time?"

Toyama and Ye Di looked at Shinde Tomaki, "He is a very manly man."

"That's it."

Yuanzi nodded and said with emotion: "The two of them are a perfect match."

Unlike the two people's teasing intentions, at this time, Haiyuan Ai was stunned on the spot.

The heart began to beat violently unstoppably.

A fear from the heart welled up in my heart, and my back was soaked with cold sweat before I knew it.

Haibara Ai raised her head and turned her gaze to Shinde Tomoe, her limbs gradually becoming stiff.

She felt a familiar feeling on that person.

That kind of fear will be unforgettable for a lifetime...

That’s the smell of organization!

"In that case, let's wait in the auditorium first."

Fujino thought for a while, then greeted Xiaolan and Yuanzi, "You continue to rehearse, and we won't disturb you anymore..."

"Wait a minute and don't be too nervous!"

Uncle Maoli also stepped forward to comfort Xiaolan.

Afterwards, a few people came to the auditorium and found a seat to sit down.

After arriving at the auditorium, Haihara Ai felt much better.

But the feeling just now still made her a little frightened.

who's that person? who I am? Who is he?

A series of questions lingered in her mind.

She didn't understand why she felt the aura of the organization in that person.

Subconsciously, he wanted to reach out to Fujino.

But she thought about it and let it go.

Now she is pretending to be Edogawa Conan, if she reaches out her hand...

Feeling a little sick.

Fujino glanced at the panicked Redaai.

He naturally noticed Haiyuan Ai's reaction.

It seems that the radar has been triggered...

The current Shinde Chiaki was disguised after being taken away by Belmode.

It was expected that Haihara Ai would trigger the organizational radar on her.

Thinking of this, Fujino stretched out his hand and gently stroked Haihara Ai's forehead: "Conan, do you have a fever?"

Hui Yuan Ai was stunned when she felt a big hand touch her forehead.

After regaining consciousness, she whispered in Conan's voice: "No..."

"That's good."

Fujino nodded, "Just say something if you feel uncomfortable."

"Um……"

Hui Yuan Ai nodded and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and most of his psychological fear had subsided.

"Buzz!"

With a buzzing sound, the lights in the venue dimmed and the stage play officially began.

"Your Highness Princess! I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Mouri Kogoro stood up from his seat and shouted. Feeling the surprised looks from the people around him, he immediately laughed and said: "Actually, the princess on the stage is the daughter..."

He Ye on the side also covered his face, looking like a shy little girl, blushing with embarrassment.

Then, halfway through the stage play, the carriage of the princess played by Xiaolan was intercepted and a group of gangsters were about to kidnap the princess. Kazuye stood up again and shouted in a Kansai accent: "Xiaolan! Use your knife quickly." Karate and kill all these bastards!”

Fujino: "..."

Why do you feel a little out of place?

Do I have to go up and shout a few words?

Fujino shook his head, feeling a little uncomfortable, and sighed leisurely.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have sat next to these two socially phobic patients...

At this time, pieces of black feathers suddenly fell on the stage.

The spotlight was turned down, and a black figure fell from the sky, saving the princess from the fire and water.

It was at this scene that the scene reached its most critical moment.

A man wearing a peaked cap, a black shirt and jeans suddenly sat down next to Haihara Ai.

Haiyuan Ai, who was already nervous, raised his head in surprise and looked at the young man in the peaked hat.

That expression, and that face.

She felt that this person looked a bit like Kudo Shinichi.

"Um?"

Fujino also noticed this little black guy and asked doubtfully: "Hattori Heiji?"

"ha?"

Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment when he heard this, turned to look at Fujino, and spoke with a Kansai accent, "Ara, little brother, you have recognized the wrong person..."

"..."

Fujino was speechless for a moment, thinking that this guy's disguise ability was really impressive, and he even pretended to speak with an Osaka accent...

After thinking for a while, he whispered to Hattori Heiji: "There is still an area on your hand that has not been painted white."

"How can it be?!"

Hattori Heiji couldn't hold himself any longer, raised his hand and took a look, then continued to speak in a Kansai accent: "My hands are obviously painted white too."

"Then I must have seen it wrong."

Fujino pretended to be confused for a moment, then tilted his lips and revealed a wicked smile: "How about it, Kuroko, are you showing your chicken feet? You also said that you are not Hattori Heiji."

Hattori Heiji:"???"

Damn it, you tricked me!

"Didn't I just tell Ye that you had something to deal with?"

Fujino asked Hattori Heiji in a dark tone: "So, why did you come here pretending to be Kudo Shinichi..."

"Ah this..."

Hattori Heiji was a little confused.

He thought his disguise was so good that no one would notice.

So before coming here, he had not thought about any explanation after he was discovered.

Damn it, I want bad food!