Conan wants to lie down but won't let him

"Of course! You win even if you die of natural causes!" Fujiwara Hiroshi didn't care at all. He was sure that no matter how Xiaolan tried to find loopholes, it would be futile.

"Brother Fujiwara, don't be so sure. I don't think Inspector Megure mentioned any suspects or anything like that. He even asked us to come over just to get information.

It's most likely a natural death, not a murder. You've made a mistake this time!"

Xiaolan still refused to give up and grasped at a glimmer of hope.

"This time it's really possible. Judging from the clues the police have so far, this is indeed the most likely possibility. It seems Xiaolan has a chance to win!"

Conan was also excited. After being beaten by Fujiwara Hiroshi so many times, this time might be a big comeback.

"Don't harbor unrealistic fantasies! Conan, you're a complete idiot. Now that you're here, how could the dead you've come into contact with die of natural causes?

It seems you really have no idea of your own position! This kind of thing happened to you, and you actually think it might be a natural death? What a joke!

Seeing Conan eager to try, Fujiwara Hiroshi said. Fujiwara Hiroshi mercilessly gave Conan the biggest mental attack.

"Damn it!" Conan could only curse in his heart, and on the surface he didn't dare to express his dissatisfaction with Fujiwara Hiroshi even with a punctuation mark!

"Brother Fujiwara, you might have guessed wrong this time. Judging from our interactions last night, this president is very polite and kind. He probably doesn't have any enemies. The chances of him being dead are not high!"

Xiaolan also had a smile on her face at this time. As long as he didn't die, she would definitely win this game.

(The driver wasn't in the car at the time. If he had heard Xiaolan's words from inside, he would have definitely yelled: "Which eye of yours saw that guy being polite and kind? He yelled at me, mocked me, and made me take the blame, and you turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear, right?")

"Anyway, whether Conan is bad or not, the facts will tell! When the police investigation results come out, Brother Fujiwara, you will know what it means to stumble!"

Xiaolan was very confident at this time.

But Conan standing by felt worse than if he had eaten shit, with a thousand horses galloping through his heart. He just wanted to find someone to interpret what it meant that Conan was rotten or not. Facts should be the final word.

"There's no point in guessing here now. We'll know once we get there. The president of Giant Wood Enterprise is a well-known figure, at least. The police will definitely investigate thoroughly and give the public an explanation!"

Kogoro Mouri took over the conversation and interrupted Xiaolan's continued efforts. It was too early to discuss these things now. They should wait until they got to the scene and see the situation.

After Kogoro Mouri finished speaking, everyone stopped discussing and the car quickly arrived at the destination. After parking the car, they slowly walked towards the villa of the president of Giant Wood Enterprise.

At this time, another car drove over and stopped at the door. There was a loud sound of sudden brakes, and a man hurriedly got out of the car and ran towards the villa in front of Kogoro Mouri and others.

Kogoro Mouri heard the noise behind him, turned around and saw the man running towards him, stopped him and said.

"You are the one who was with the president last night..."

"I'm Secretary Miura." The secretary pushed away the hand that Kogoro Mouri was blocking in front of him and said with a proud look on his face.

"President..." Then he shouted again and ran towards the villa, but unfortunately there was not only Kogoro Mouri in front of him, but also Fujiwara Hiroshi!

Fujiwara Hiroshi grabbed the man who called himself Miura again and said to him.

"Hey, hey, hey~ Brother Maori, I'm asking you a question. Why are you so anxious? Your president is already dead, and he can't hear you even if you scream like a funeral. There's no one else here, so there's no need to put on such a show!"

"What!? Hey, who are you? How dare you talk to me like that? I can't believe the president is dead like that. I even sent him home last night."

Miura's first two sentences expressed his dissatisfaction with Fujiwara Hiroshi for stopping him, and the second sentence was to emphasize that he was unwilling to accept the fact that the president had died!

"Alright, alright! You're a secretary, not an actor, and you still don't believe the president died like that? Do you think the Metropolitan Police Department has nothing to do? Would they joke about something like this?

Since we all came here after receiving a notification from the police, this is already a clear fact. Otherwise, you wouldn't think that these policemen standing guard at the door are bodyguards hired by your president, right? "

Fujiwara Hiroshi's tone was light yet tinged with sarcasm and ridicule, causing Miura's face to instantly turn the color of liver, flushing completely red. (Warning! Warning!!!)

"Asshole! Who the hell are you? Our president is dead, and you're still dragging me along to talk about all this nonsense. What a despicable fellow! If I wasn't in such a hurry to get into the villa, I would definitely let you know why the flowers are so red!"

Miura angrily cursed Fujiwara Hiroshi and even wanted to attack him. This guy really didn't know how to write the word death and even dared to threaten Fujiwara Hiroshi!

"Oh no!" These two words appeared in the minds of Kogoro Mouri, Ran and Conan at the same time. It has always been Fujiwara Hiroshi who pressures others. Anyone who dares to threaten Fujiwara Hiroshi like this will not have a good ending.

With a "bang", Fujiwara Hiroshi made a move and punched Miura on the bridge of his nose, causing blood to spurt out of his nose.

"Now you know why the flowers are so red, right?" Fujiwara Hiroshi withdrew his hand and continued to speak to Miura.

After being punched, Miura covered his nose with both hands, and the blood kept flowing out. Then Miura put down his hands and saw that they were covered with his own blood.

"Bastard, unforgivable!" Miura roared and immediately rushed towards Fujiwara Hiroshi, as if he wanted to tear Fujiwara Hiroshi to pieces on the spot.

"Don't..." As soon as Kogoro Mouri saw Miura's actions, he knew that something bad was going to happen, and immediately tried to stop him, but he could only say the word "don't" before Miura fell to the ground.

To deal with a character like Miura, Fujiwara Hiroshi only needed one move, and punched Miura in the stomach as he was flying towards him at high speed.

Miura curled up into a shrimp shape and fell straight to the ground. The policemen around him were all Inspector Megure's subordinates. Everyone knew that this was the chairman of the Fujiwara Group.

Everyone stood there motionless, as if they didn't see anything, and no one dared to step forward to stop him. Are you kidding me? Fujiwara Hiroshi has both the strength and the background.

Unless you don't want to do it anymore, who would dare to intervene in this matter? Maori Kogoro was so shocked when he saw this scene.

Kogoro Mouri also felt that Miura was really miserable, and he also blamed himself for having to stop Miura to ask questions, otherwise such an unexpected disaster would not have happened.

So Kogoro Mouri had no choice but to deal with the trouble he had caused himself. Kogoro Mouri could only support Miura who fell to the ground by himself.

I saw Miura struggling to stand up with the help of Mouri Kogoro, but before he could stand firmly, he pushed Mouri Kogoro away.

He used too much force and stumbled, almost falling to the ground again. He finally managed to steady himself, and was already very angry.

Miura stretched out his finger, which was trembling due to the pain, and spoke to Fujiwara Hiroshi in a trembling voice.

"How dare you treat me like this, little bastard? I'm the secretary to the president of Giant Wood Enterprise. I'm going to let you know what happens if you offend me!

And there are a few of you, none of you can escape, I will not let you go. I will also file a complaint against the police officer standing over there motionless, for not stopping the violence in front of you.

Is there still justice? Is there still law? Are you worthy of the clothes you wear? Is this how you protect our citizens?

Miura was immediately furious and started scolding everyone present. He endured the severe pain and wanted to take out his cell phone from his pocket to call someone.

That one punch was enough. After being hit by that punch, he knew that with his own abilities, he would definitely not be able to defeat Fujiwara Hiroshi in a one-on-one fight, so there was no need to continue making a fool of himself.

But he is the secretary of the president of Ju Mu Enterprise, and is more or less a well-known figure. He thinks he has the connections and can call some of the company's security guards and thugs to help him teach the rude guy in front of him a lesson.

"I must beat him until he kneels down and begs for mercy! I must let him know who he can and cannot mess with.

When the time comes, I will make him kneel before me, and I will tell him the truth: Good at fighting? What's the point of being able to fight? To get ahead, you must rely on power and connections!"

Miura began to imagine in his mind.

At this time, Kogoro Mouri, who had been pushed away before, came to Miura again, pulled his clothes, and said to Miura.

"Your name is Miura, right? Hurry up and apologize to Brother Fujiwara, and don't do anything stupid!"

Kogoro Mouri was also helpless. It was all his fault that he had to help Miura. Now that he had caused trouble, he could only bite the bullet and clean up the mess.

If he didn't feel guilty about ignoring Miura, he wouldn't have bothered with this matter. No one who offends Brother Fujiwara will have a good ending.

There was no way out. In the end, Kogoro Mori took everything on himself and prepared to let Miura apologize to Fujiwara Hiroshi, and the matter would be over.

Kogoro Mouri meant well, but Miura didn't know who the person in front of him was, and didn't appreciate Kogoro Mouri's kindness at all, and he got completely furious!

"I apologize? He beat me up, and I apologize to him? Have you lost your mind, you little mustache? I'll call someone over and beat you up too, so that you can clear your mind..."

"Stop talking now! No one can save you if you continue. This guy is the chairman of the Fujiwara Group. Who are you? How dare you challenge him?"

You treated him with arrogance and disrespect, and even deliberately provoked him by asking why the flowers were so red? Aren't you asking for trouble?

If I hadn't felt guilty about being the one who stopped you first, I wouldn't have bothered to care about you. That's why I stopped you before you did anything stupid.

Don't you think about it? If you don't have the strength, do you dare to hit someone in front of the police? If you don't have the strength, do the police dare to turn a blind eye like this? I really don't know how you can become the president's secretary with such a perceptive mind?"

Before Miura could finish his words, Kogoro Mouri covered Miura's mouth with his hand, and then he began to persuade him earnestly.

As Mouri Kogoro revealed Fujiwara Hiroshi's identity, Miura's eyes popped out, but at this time Miura's mouth was covered by Mouri Kogoro, so he could only make a whimpering sound.

"What did you say?"

“Woooo ...

"Oh, sorry, I covered your mouth." Kogoro Mouri finally realized that he was the one who covered the other person's mouth.

"Huh... Huh... Huh... You almost suffocated me to death!" Miura gasped heavily.

"I'm very sorry! President Fujiwara, it's my fault for speaking foul language, I deserve to die!" Miura came in front of Fujiwara Hiroshi, slapped himself twice, and then immediately showed the spirit of a craftsman and bowed at a standard 90-degree angle.

"Okay, do you want to fight with me again? Do you want to get some people over to beat us all up?" Fujiwara Hiroshi also indulged him.

Miura shook his head like a rattle. He was ignorant and fearless before, but now that he knew Fujiwara Hiroshi's identity, he wouldn't dare to do it even if he had a hundred guts!

Miura could never imagine that just anyone he met could be such a powerful figure, and even hang out with a detective.

Miura originally thought he could bully the weak civilians, but ended up hitting a wall. Now he just hopes that Fujiwara Hiroshi can treat him like a piece of shit and let him go.

"Alright, next time, be more discerning and see clearly who you can afford to offend and who you can't! Let's all go in together and don't keep Officer Megure waiting for too long!"

After this commotion, Fujiwara Hiroshi lost the idea of continuing to ask Miura questions. Now Miura was stuttering when he spoke to him, so he could not answer anything.

When he arrived at the gate and faced the closed door, Kogoro Mouri was just about to take out his cell phone to call Officer Megure to come out and open the door.

"I'll do it, I'll do it..." Miura walked forward very tactfully, used his palm prints for identification, and then the door opened automatically.

"It's an automatic door! How did you open the door just now? This place is so advanced!" Kogoro Mouri was like an ignorant bumpkin, feeling very curious, so he asked.

"Just now, the door was opened after the computer recognized my fingerprint."

Miura explained to Mouri Kogoro very patiently. If it were usual, Miura would have to take a high-profile approach. But now, Miura could only explain to Mouri Kogoro carefully.

There was no way. Kogoro Mori was close to President Fujiwara. He couldn't afford to offend him, but he couldn't look down on him either. What's more, the other person had just saved his life.

"Computer recognition?" Kogoro Mouri blinked, as if opening the door to a new world.

"Yes, this house is the prototype of the future residence. Almost all the devices in the house are automatically managed by computers."

Miura continued to explain to Kogoro Mori.

Then, under Miura's guidance, he unlocked the door with Miura's fingerprint, passed through one door after another, and came into the house.