The unscientific detective in Conan

The bomber: "..."

I thought you were here to save me, but I didn't expect you to be the real devil!

He cut his palm directly, what a ruthless person! !

After recovering from his shock, he was completely panicked: "Wait, you can't kill me, I still have..."

"Snap!"

Before he could finish, a big cunt hit his face.

"Officer Sato, this guy is left to you to deal with!"

Fujino held him down, turned back and smiled at Sato Miwako: "Don't worry, we will take care of anything together."

"You can't kill me!"

The bomber was completely panicked, and said repeatedly: "That's right... I still have a bomb that I haven't told you about. If you kill me, that bomb will explode!"

"Damn it!"

Sato Miwako gritted her teeth, her eyes full of tears and hatred.

She held the pistol tightly with both hands, her index finger on the trigger, and pointed the muzzle at the bomber's forehead.

Only one step away, the bullet can penetrate the head of the real culprit of the bombing case.

Send him to see his grandmother.

"Wait..."

The bomber stared at the muzzle of the gun in front of him, and his face turned pale.

He tried desperately to speak, but he was too scared to say a word.

"Bang!"

"Ah!!!"

In the alley of Tokyo in the afternoon, a gunshot echoed around.

The bullet was fired, but it did not hit the forehead that was close at hand, but hit the concrete ground beside it.

But the bomber, who thought he was hit, fainted after a scream.

At the same time, a warm current flowed from his crotch, soaking his crotch.

Obviously, he was scared to pee.

"Huh..."

Sato Miwako gasped heavily, knelt on the ground in a daze, and cried with her face covered.

"It's so close, are you really going to let this guy go?"

Fujino first glanced at the bomber who was pinned down, and after confirming that the other party had really fainted, he turned around and walked slowly towards Sato Miwako, squatted down and said: "In fact, it doesn't matter even if you kill him. If I'm here to prove it, you can only make a few reports at most..."

"Asshole, you should also think about yourself. It's because of you that I can't kill him!"

Before he finished speaking, Sato Miwako hit his chest and sobbed softly: "How can I drag you into this guy and become an accomplice to the murderer... It's not worth it..."

"It's really not worth it."

Fujino nodded in agreement, and then changed his mind and asked Sato Miwako: "Then is it worth it for you to become a murderer because of him?"

"I..."

"Hesitated?"

Fujino chuckled: "In fact, you have already made a choice just now. If it is not worth it for me to become an accomplice of a murderer because of such a guy, then it is really not worth losing a policeman like you because of such a guy."

"Although I don't know what Matsuda will say, since you don't want me to become an accomplice because of such a guy, then he will probably not let you kill such a guy and become a murderer, doing such a self-destructive thing..."

As he said, Fujino took out a handkerchief from his pocket and stretched out his hand to wipe her eyes: "Just like what you said just now, you should also think about yourself and don't always dwell on the past."

"Fujino..."

Sato Miwako shook her head slightly and bumped her head on Fujino's shoulder. Tears could not stop flowing from her eyes that had already turned red.

Fujino felt the iron head leaning on his shoulder and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

He made people cry after a set of mouth-to-mouth tricks.

It's not very humane to push him away.

I have to wash clothes when I get home...

So why do girls like to lean on him when they cry?

…………

The sound of crying echoed in the empty alley.

As the afternoon breeze gradually drifted away, so did the past that had been entangled and bound for many years and could not be walked out.

"Hey!"

Megure Jusan was the first to chase after him at this time. He found Fujino at a glance and asked: "Why was there a gunshot just now?"

"Brother Megure!"

Fujian walked forward and greeted: "The suspect has been arrested!"

Megure Jusan looked around and immediately found the bomber lying on the ground.

At the same time, he also found bloodstains around.

After a moment of stunned, he looked at the direction of the bloodstains, and quickly grabbed Fujino's still bleeding right hand, and asked anxiously: "Brother Fujino, are you hurt?!"

"No, my hand was cut."

Fujian laughed: "I didn't expect this guy to bring a dagger. Fortunately, Sato shot and scared the guy unconscious."

"So that's it!"

Megure Jusan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is your hand okay?"

Sato Miwako had recovered by now.

She wiped her tears in the corner of the alley, trying to avoid being noticed by others.

Then she walked over, looked at Fujino's hand, and said with some guilt: "Do you need to go to the hospital... I think the wound seems to be very deep."

"It's nothing, just wrap it with gauze."

Fujino chuckled: "It will heal in a few days."

"That's good."

Sato Miwako couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately patted his shoulder: "If the nerves are really injured, I will definitely take responsibility!"

"Really..."

Fujino looked strange for a moment, feeling that something was wrong with what he said.

"Of course!"

Miwako Sato nodded seriously.

It was Fujino who cut his palm open just now, giving her an opportunity to shoot.

What if this injury limits the movement of the opponent's right hand...

She must be responsible to the end!

Well, I have to be responsible for the rest of my life!

I definitely just want to be responsible, and I definitely don’t mean to be supportive! (Forcing truth)

"But is this guy really scared?"

At this time, Megure Thirteen came close to the bomber, pinched his nose, looked at him suspiciously, and couldn't help but ask: "Sato, could you have hit the person too hard and killed him?" Then he shot him and asked Brother Fujino to commit perjury, right?”

"Where!"

Miwako Sato resented.

She just wanted to shoot the other person.

Where did you start?

"Then he is too timid, right?"

Mumu Shisan couldn't help but clicked his tongue.

He was so frightened that he fainted and peed his pants just because of the sound of gunshots. Is this really a bomber?

"It's really rubbish."

Fujino couldn't help but nodded in agreement, his eyes full of disgust.

If he was the kind of rice flower person who dared to face the gun and killed or chopped up casually, he might still have a little respect.

But this waste...

Fujino also felt a little worthless for Matsuda and Ogiwara.

It is precisely because of this that he cannot let go of trash like this.

Just because Miwako Sato doesn't kill doesn't mean he won't kill...

"thump!"

A white figure suddenly pulled a grappling hook gun, jumped down from the surrounding rooftop, and landed steadily in front of everyone.

It was none other than Fujino, who had been ambushing nearby Xiao Hei wearing an assassin robe and disguised as Rice Krispies Batman.

However, before everyone could calm down, Xiao Hei had already rushed behind him.

Xiao Hei first picked up the bomber, and then pressed the trigger of the grapple gun in his hand.

Then, Xiao Hei quickly flew to the original roof with a person in his arms.

A set of actions flowed smoothly, even taking place in less than five seconds.

Mumu Thirteen regained his composure, turned back to look at the two of them, and couldn't help but hesitate: "Just now, that was Rice Krispies Batman, right?"

"It seems...right?"

"Well, that's what it looks like."

Fujino approached Sato Miwako: "He seems to be helping you deal with that guy."

She hesitated: "But..."

"Isn't this nice?"

Fujino patted her shoulder: "We are just police, not executioners. It is better to leave professional matters to professionals."