The unscientific detective in Conan

The more Kyogoku Makoto thought about it, the more he felt that Fujino's words contained a very deep meaning, and the more he felt that they contained the great way of a warrior.

If someone else told him this, he might think that the other person was a liar, but that was Brother Fujino...

He even revealed the secret of his master, and he called him brother!

The most important thing was that the other party really used a move like "qi", and he also vaguely sensed the existence of "qi".

Kyogoku Makoto felt that his brother could not fool him, and gradually believed it.

Thinking of this, Kyogoku Makoto raised his head, crossed his arms and looked at the cherry blossoms that were gradually falling from the night sky and shining with fluorescent dots, and couldn't help but sigh: "Although Brother Fujino's momentum gives me a gloomy feeling, it now seems to be very consistent with Brother's way... Just like cherry blossoms, faithful and noble..."

Fujino: "..."

Who are you talking about?

Oh, it turned out to be me!

Fujino was confused by Kyogoku Makoto's description for a while, and then he realized that it was himself.

But speaking of cherry blossoms, in daily life, it is usually closely related to Bushido.

For example, dying on the battlefield like scattered cherry blossoms.

So you want me to have a short life like cherry blossoms?

His eyelids twitched, and Fujino interrupted: "Don't flatter me, be careful not to hit me in the ass. This thing has nothing to do with character or anything like that. You can feel what you want yourself."

"Huh?"

Kyogoku Makoto was stunned for a moment: "Then why did you choose cherry blossoms all over the sky instead of something else?"

"Anything else will do."

Fujino snapped his fingers casually, and a falling cherry blossom turned into an orange-red maple leaf, which he held in his hand: "Actually, red leaves or anything else will do."

"Huh?! So that's how it is!"

Kyogoku Makoto was surprised for a moment, and thought about it: "But since Fujino chose cherry blossoms, there must be some deep meaning in it, right? For example, cherry blossoms withered in the killing, or giving the sword energy the life of cherry blossoms..."

Fujino shook his head helplessly: "What deep meaning is there? I just want to ask if it is possible that this move itself is called Sakura Blowing Snow."

Kyogoku Makoto: "..."

This reason is really simple and unpretentious.

Because the name is Sakura, so use cherry blossoms?

Yes... this makes sense.

"Actually, this is just one point. There is another reason. A girl once told me that she wanted to see cherry blossoms blowing snow."

Fujino threw the cherry blossoms in his hand, and the red leaves flying in the air gradually turned into cherry blossoms: "At that time, I had not yet comprehended the sword energy, so after comprehending the sword energy, I thought of the cherry blossom blowing snow trick."

"Uh... is that so?"

Kyogoku Makoto raised his head and looked at the cherry blossoms falling all over the sky. He felt that the falling cherry blossoms had changed.

So it was to pick up girls?

Damn, why do I feel that this brother is a little bit unserious?

That's what he said, but Kyogoku Makoto thought about it and felt that the cherry blossoms looked better.

Cherry blossoms blowing snow dancing all over the sky...

Brother Fujino is also a man with a story!

Kyogoku Makoto suddenly felt that if he were a woman, he would definitely be directly conquered by Brother Fujino.

After all, which girl can resist the temptation of this thing?

Kyogoku Makoto shuddered and felt that this idea was very dangerous.

"But the sword energy field, the momentum is actually limited, and can't be opened for too long, just like physical strength. If you use it up, you have to slowly recover." Fujino took back Sakura Fubuki, "You can slowly explore the rest by yourself. Everyone has their own characteristics in the field, and they all deepen their understanding of their own practice. There is no rush to practice..." "Okay, it's getting late now. It's almost dawn. It's better for us to go back before dawn." Kyogoku Makoto nodded thoughtfully, turned his head and looked at the surrounding woods that could be called a tragedy on earth: "Then these trees..." "What trees?" Fujino looked around and touched his chin: "Why don't I see them?" Kyogoku Makoto: "..." "Oh, you mean these fallen trees around." Fujino suddenly realized, "Aren't these trees blown down by the tornado?" Kyogoku Makoto was confused: "Tornado?" Didn't we fight this pile of things together? Where did the tornado come from? "Damn tornado, it's really not human!"

Fujino sighed from the bottom of his heart, feeling sad: "The tornado from last night to this morning is really big, and the good forest is destroyed just like that. It's okay for a tornado to destroy a parking lot, but it actually destroyed a small forest..."

As he said, he looked at his younger brother who was still confused next to him: "Am I right, Kyogoku?"

Kyogoku Makoto: ? ? ?

Fujino felt a little worried about his younger brother's emotional intelligence.

So he reminded: "These big trees, even if someone uses a chainsaw to cut them, it is estimated that it is impossible to cut them down in one night. If it is really done by a person, it is estimated that the police will directly ask the police to go to the police station for detention. After all, these trees are the national property of Izu, so how can it be done by manpower? It must be a tornado!"

After a pause, he said in a meaningful voice: "You should be able to understand what I said, Kyogoku brother?"

"Oh, I understand!"

Kyogoku Makoto immediately realized: "These are all done by the tornado!"

"Really?"

Fujino was relieved, and then sighed: "We almost swept away our walking brothers!"

"So those Izu governments are really doing nothing!"

Fujino was filled with indignation: "If it weren't for Brother Kyogoku, I would have asked them to compensate the two of us today!"

Kyogoku was really taken aback: "Can I still ask for compensation?"

"That's not true. How can you suffer a loss by hanging out with me? I don't need a millionaire to be sorry for your injuries, Kyogoku!"

Fujino nodded, "But we don't want compensation this time. After all, brother, your hotel is located nearby, so revenge would be bad..."

"Stop talking, just run away. Don't wait until the tornado comes back and sweeps us away."

Kyogoku really felt like something was wrong, but he didn't feel anything was wrong, so it just felt weird.

He destroyed other people's woods, and then framed it for the tornado, and even wanted compensation...

The acting was almost as real, as if he was very skilled.

Brother, why do I feel like you are a bit of a dog?

…………

The two helped each other back to the hotel.

It was already past five o'clock, almost six o'clock.

The hotel staff had already gotten up and started working. When they saw Fujino and Kyogoku coming back who were all injured, there was a commotion immediately.

Xiaolan Yuanzi, Xiao Ai and the others waited near the woods for an hour or two last night. Seeing that the fighting in the woods was getting more intense, they went back to the hotel to rest.

After all, in that kind of battle, they doubted that they would be accidentally injured and killed directly.

Conan sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at the two people drinking tea and taking a rest, speechless: "So, you have been fighting since last night until now?"

"Roughly the same."

Fujino raised his wrist and took out his watch from his pocket, put it on, and showed it to Conan: "I fought with Kyogoku for about eight hours."

Conan: "..."

I know you have a Rolex.

Stop being pretentious.

"Are you hurt?"

Haihara Ai reached out and poked Fujino's stomach.

"No."

Fujino's scalp was numb from being poked, but he remained calm.

After all, the place she just poked was exactly where Kyogoku's punch hit him, and it was still covered in bruises.

This time it was really sour and refreshing.

And the force is a bit strong, it seems to be intentional.

As expected, Xiao Ai has a dark side.