Chapter 236 Sonoko Was Kidnapped
Tokyo at night does not belong to the stars shining above Tokyo.
Fujino drove back to [-]-chome, and after sending Xiaolan and others home, he drove the car into the underground garage, then went upstairs and returned to his room.
"A hundred pounds of weight is still a bit light."
Fujino took off the weight-bearing suit and sighed.
Although one hundred pounds is close to the weight of an adult, it is the training level of the top squad of the SEALs.
But for Fujino, there is still a little fire.
If it can reach two hundred pounds, that's pretty much it.
Just as Fujino was thinking, a series of system prompts suddenly sounded from his ears:
[Detected that the host has completed the detective professional task: (car bombing case) target one]
[System task rewards: 50 yen, [-] detective reputation points, and [-] point for all occupations have been issued! 】
[Current balance: 836 million yen]
[Current detective reputation: 600|1500]
"It's almost time to draw ten times in a row..."
Fujino glanced at the system balance, stood up, moved his shoulders, stretched a lot, and lay down on the sofa like Ge You.
After resting for a while, he stood up, took out a bottle of green tea from the refrigerator, walked leisurely to the window, and cast his gaze out of the window, "If I'm not mistaken, that Megumi Sakihara should be target two... ..."
In fact, he had been suspicious of this since the system task was released.
It's just...
Without evidence, he just turned a blind eye.
There's no point in talking too much.
Let this case end as a coincidence.
"There are some truths, rather than being revealed to the world, it is better to let them be hidden in the dark..."
After breathing in the fresh air for a while, Fujino drew the curtains.
After thinking about it, he locked the door again before returning to the sofa and sitting down.
Opening the pocket space, Fujino locked his sights on the six pistols he currently held.
With a thought, those pistols were taken out and placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
藤野目前拥有六把手枪，分别是M37、伯莱塔92F、两把M1911A1、格洛克G17、以及一把54式。
Four of the six pistols share one characteristic.
That was once served in mold.
Moreover, on the surface of the firearm, there are traces left by the battle.
Pisk's words are easy to understand.
After all, the winery can even get Black Hawk helicopters.
But for the underworld...
It's a bit outrageous.
But it's not incomprehensible.
Mold has a lot of military bases here, and it is reasonable for the underworld to have some beautiful weapons.
"Is it arms smuggling?"
Fujino looked at the six pistols and murmured, shook his head slightly, reached out to the Type 54 pistol, and started playing with it.
Arms smuggling or something, if you like smuggling, go smuggling, it has nothing to do with him.
Anyway, this is not his real motherland...
Looking at the Type 54 pistol in his hand, Fujino couldn't help but chuckle.
The Type 54 pistol is one of his favorite pistols.
It's cheap, solid, and has a low failure rate. In his previous life, he was lucky enough to touch it... It's a good gun.
The most eye-catching thing is the five-pointed star on the black bakelite, and therefore, the May [-]th style is also called the big black star.
The five-pointed star is hard to see in this place.
Familiar feeling.
Pull the sleeve.
Accompanied by a crisp sound of "Kata".
Fujino felt that his boyish heart was about to melt.
"Boom boom boom!"
At this moment, there was a knock on the bedroom door.
"coming."
Fujino hastily put away the pistol and responded with a cry.
When he opened the door, he saw a big girl wearing a gray dress and a white apron standing in front of the door.
"Fujino, dinner is ready."
Hui Yuanai raised his head and looked at Fujino, with a hint of softness in his plain tone.
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"It's too much... He actually wanted to kill his wife to defraud insurance money or something."
At the dining table, Miyamoto Akemi said a little indignantly after listening to Fujino's explanation of the case.
"But it's all thanks to our great detective, isn't it?"
Hui Yuanai said, then turned to look at Fujino: "Otherwise, she might be kept in the dark for the rest of her life."
"Uh-huh."
Miyamoto Akemi nodded in agreement, and also turned her gaze to Fujino: "Thanks to Fujino-kun."
"Ahem, big detective or something... let's eat first."
For a moment, Fujino felt a little embarrassed, silently picked up a piece of Kung Pao chicken and put it in his mouth, and changed the subject: "By the way, Xiao Ai, when did you learn Chinese food?"
"Just recently, I found that you like cooking Chinese food more, so I took the time to learn some."
As he spoke, Hui Yuanai's eyes had a hint of anticipation: "So, what do you think... how does it taste?"
"Does it taste?"
After hearing the words, Fujino thought for a moment, and unconsciously entered the comment mode: "It might be better if the taste is stronger. In fact, not only the taste, but also the way I feel, there are still some problems."
Hui Yuan Ai lowered his head: "Is this so..."
Fujino was in a daze, feeling a little disappointed.
After a pause, he continued: "Actually, there's nothing wrong with Xiao Ai'an's craftsmanship. It's just that the recipe is not authentic. I'll make dinner tomorrow, so you can learn from me."
"That's right, Xiao Ai is still very talented in cooking."
Miyamoto Akemi scratched her head and echoed, "Wherever you are like me, you can cook a meal and make the kitchen look like a fire scene."
"Ah."
Hui Yuanai nodded slightly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
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In a blink of an eye, a few days passed.
In the past few days, his life is still full.
Get up in the morning and put on a hundred pounds of weights for morning exercises, then send Haibara Ai to school. After school, he goes to the Konoha Kendo Hall to train. In the evening, Haibara Ai teaches Haibara how to cook. After that, he goes out to rob evil people to help the poor, and earn some experience by racing.
Unfortunately, no homicides were encountered.
The commission actually took over a commission to find a mistress.
Earned 60 yen, and [-] points of detective reputation.
The balance came to 896 million yen, and the reputation was 660 points.
In the evening, Fujino's kitchen.
"The choice of meat for the meat section is mainly to choose the front and rear legs, put an appropriate amount of salt, pepper, cooking wine, and add a drop of sesame oil along the way... Then wrap the dough with potato flour..."
Fujino was wrapped in a white apron, and while busy with the work in hand, he explained every step to Haibara Ai.
Thanks to the knowledge of home cooking in his brain, his speech went quite smoothly.
"Why add a drop of sesame oil?"
Hui Yuanai stood aside and asked softly.
She held a small notebook in her hand and read it intently. She would write down every step of Fujino.
"This drop of sesame oil may seem inconsequential, but this step is very important."
Fujino patiently explained: "The main function of sesame oil is to enhance the fragrance and remove the fishy smell. If you don't add it, there is actually no big problem, but the taste will be much worse."
"Ah."
Hui Yuan Ai nodded and filled in a few strokes in the notebook.
"Beep ring ring!"
At this time, a phone rang suddenly in his pocket.
Fujino lowered his head and glanced at his hands.
All potato starch.
Helpless, he could only order to Hui Yuan Ai on the side: "Xiao Ai, can you help me see who is calling? The phone is in your left pocket."
"In the left pocket?"
Hui Yuanai stepped forward, tiptoed and took out the mobile phone from the trouser pocket under Fujino's apron, and took a look, "It's an unfamiliar number."
Then he pressed the answer button, stood on tiptoes, and handed the phone to Fujino's ear.
Fujino squatted down in cooperation, Xiaolan's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Senior Fujino! Sonoko was kidnapped by a stranger!"
"Yuanzi was kidnapped?"
Fujino frowned when he heard the sound, and comforted him: "Xiaolan, don't panic, explain clearly what's going on."
"Is such that."
Xiaolan on the other end of the phone took a deep breath, calmed down, and explained: "Today, during the day, I went shopping with Yuanzi and met an old man on the bus, but the old man disappeared in a blink of an eye...my bag There was an extra floppy disk in it... Later, in order to investigate the old man, Yuanzi and I came to the bus station just now, and learned that the old man was kidnapped by a man wearing sunglasses... Then Yuanzi was kidnapped by the man wearing sunglasses The man was captured."
"I originally wanted to contact Dad, but Dad is already drunk and can't hear people clearly."
"So it is."
Fujino thought for a second when he heard this, and then asked, "Where are you now?"
"The sales headquarters of Ping An Bus Station."
"I'm going over here."
Fujino hung up the phone, and immediately came to the sink beside him, washed the potato flour off his hands, and said to Huiyuan Ai, "Xiao Ai, I have to go out for a while, let's stop here for tonight. "
"Going out so late..."
Hui Yuanai stared at Fujino's hurried figure, and asked curiously, "Did something happen?"
"Well, there is indeed something important."
Fujino washed his hands and said in a deep voice: "Sonoko has been kidnapped. I have to go there."
"The garden..."
Hui Yuanai thought for a while: "Is that the girl with the big forehead?"
"Forehead……"
Fujino washed his hands for a moment, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, that's her."
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Fujino quickly put on a bulletproof suit, put a wooden knife on his back, and rode the motorcycle out of the underground garage.
"be careful."
Haihara Ai stood in front of the window sill and shouted to Fujino who was driving out from downstairs.
"I see."
Fujino waved, then put on his helmet and turned the accelerator.
The taillight of the motorcycle turned into a red line and disappeared on the five-chome highway in the night.
"A new bodyguard job mission has been detected, please check it carefully!"
"Bodyguard professional mission?"
Fujino was riding a motorcycle, staring at the system task interface in front of him: [Bodyguard job task: Rescue Suzuki Sonoko
Mission objective: Rescue Suzuki Sonoko from the kidnappers
Mission reward: 100 million yen, [-] bodyguard career points
Mission limited countdown:? ? ?None]
"Is there no location mark?"
Fujino stared at the task details on the system interface, narrowing his eyes slightly, "It seems that we can only go to Xiaolan to have a look first..."
He remembered this case.
It was probably an old man who stole a list of fake accounts used by a certain company to bribe high-ranking neon officials and shareholders, and planned to expose it.
In order not to expose the matter, the company asked the person in the company who specializes in dealing with these shady matters to kidnap the old man.
But just before the old man was kidnapped, he handed over the disk containing the fake accounts to Xiaolan.
Because of this, Xiaolan was also targeted by those people.
In order to find the owner of this disk, Xiaolan Yuanzi followed the police dog Conan all the way to find the bus station.
Then Yuanzi was kidnapped by someone.
For the time being, the garden will not be in any danger.
But if it takes a long time, it's hard to say.
He still doesn't want the garden to become a rice flower local specialty.
Although he is a bit careless, he is indeed a good person and one of the few friends he has in this world.
"Does it look like it's going to be faster?"
Fujino took a deep breath, opened Hawkeye, and screwed the accelerator.
There was a roar.
The jet-black motorcycle rushed out like a sharp sword.
The red taillights draw a red neon line in the middle of the night.
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On the other side, on the streets of Tokyo, the 'Panda' patrol car of the Metropolitan Police Department's Traffic Division.
A policewoman in the uniform of the traffic department sat in the co-pilot and let out a sigh.
Later, Miyamoto Yumi, who had long black hair and was quite handsome, was also wearing the uniform of the traffic department and said, "Yumi, are you going to arrest those two drag racing gangsters tonight?"
"Of course I will."
Miyamoto Yumi's eyes were particularly determined, "Today, I must catch that guy."
"just forget it."
The policewoman on the side waved her hand, "We didn't block that guy when we came here yesterday, and even if we did block it, there is a high probability that it will be the same as before. Just as soon as we saw the shadow of his car, he was thrown away..."
Miyamoto Yumi didn't reply, but turned her head to look out of the window, with thoughts in her eyes.
As a law-abiding young man, Fujino naturally would not drive a Ford Taurus to race with drag racing gangs.
In turn, a mysterious person driving an ae86 and 125 motorcycle appeared in Tokyo's drag racing circle.
[Tokyo No. [-] Speed Fujiwara], as for the name of Fujiwara behind, it comes from the [Fujiwara Tofu Shop] at the rear of the car that was caught by chance.
[Death-killing red line 125], because the motorcycle that the mysterious man was riding was 125, and every time there was only one long red taillight left.
Because most of the motorcycle racing gangs are actually delinquents, the title of motorcycle seems to be a bit of an understatement.
In fact, Fujino never killed anyone.
The traffic department of the Metropolitan Police Department believes that the two people should be the same person.
Because they appeared at the same time, and both of them were driving far faster than normal, and their time of departure was basically the same.
"Om-"
Just as Akemi Miyamoto was thinking, a black shadow of a motorcycle passed by at high speed.
The roar of the engine resounded all around, and the sound gradually became smaller as the distance increased.
"?"
Miyamoto Yumi was stunned, and looked in the direction of the motorcycle, only a long red line remained...
"That just now...can't be..."
The policewoman sitting in the passenger seat looked confused.
The black shadow just now almost just flashed by, leaving behind a long red line of red taillights.
"it's him!"
Miyamoto Yumi immediately came to her senses, stepped on the accelerator, turned on the police lights, and started shouting with a loudspeaker: "Pull over, the fatal red line is 125!"
(End of this chapter)
