Conan wants to lie down but won't let him

Shock! !

Fujiwara Hiroshi was stunned! He was not paying attention when the old man Yamazaki Akiji snatched the IOU back. As expected, the older he gets, the more cunning he becomes!

The reason he wiped his sweat with a handkerchief was just to confuse Fujiwara Hiroshi so that he could snatch the IOU back! Fujiwara Hiroshi was very upset after being tricked by this old man. He had trained his physical fitness and shooting skills today, but he had not trained his reaction speed, which allowed this old man to take advantage of him.

"Since Fujiwara-san believes this IOU is fake, don't blame me for suing the Fujiwara Group. Just wait for the subpoena." Yamazaki and Akira were timid, but they couldn't afford to be timid. Seeing their attempts to trick Fujiwara Hiroshi had failed, they had underestimated his ability, thinking he was just a brat who could easily take down this big piece of meat. They almost got caught in a trap, handing over this crucial IOU to Fujiwara Hiroshi, where it became evidence of his crime.

Fortunately, I was quick to snatch the IOU back. Even if Fujiwara Hiroshi reports the incident and alleges financial crimes, he won't be able to do anything to me without evidence. This was a private party, so there's no way there would be any surveillance video or audio. Yamazaki Akiji breathed a sigh of relief at the thought.

Yamazaki Mingji looked up at the time on his watch.

"I have other things to do. I hope the Fujiwara Group will repay the money as soon as possible." Before leaving, Yamazaki Mingji did not forget to show off.

How could this person deceive others? Just like Yamazaki Akiji, you have to learn to deceive yourself first. Yamazaki Akiji even believed the lies himself. If any other third person saw the tone of his words before leaving, they would really think that the Fujiwara Group owed 1000 billion yen to the Bayingol Bank.

Fujiwara Hiroshi narrowed his eyes, watching Yamazaki Akiji's retreating figure. At that moment, murderous intent welled up in Fujiwara's heart. Fortunately, Yamazaki Akiji ran away quickly, otherwise, if he had said a few more words, he wouldn't mind going to his house to see him off after the banquet tonight.

This Lao Deng still wants to make a fortune in Beika Town. I am already planning to teach him a lesson first. If he is still stubborn, then I will have to send him to another world to enjoy a good life.

After Yamazaki Akiji left, Fujiwara Hiroshi stayed in the banquet for a while. He always felt that if he stayed any longer, he didn't know which little cutie would come up and make trouble for Fujiwara Hiroshi.

So Fujiwara Hiroshi quickly walked out of the banquet hall, asked the servant to prepare a guest room, and prepared to rest in the room, and ordered the servant not to disturb him.

I had just been nauseated twice by Daijiro Iwata and Akira Yamazaki, one after the other. After drinking a few more glasses of wine, I lay down on the bed and took a nap.

An hour later, Fujiwara Hiroya woke up from his drunken stupor in bed. At the same time, the sound of police sirens rang out outside the window.

Looking out the window, I saw a group of people getting out of a police car outside the villa and walking into the villa in a hurry.

Fujiwara Hiroshi walked out of the room and met a servant. He extended his hand to greet the servant, "Hello. What happened? I saw a police car arriving at the villa."

"Ah!? Hello, guest." The servant hurriedly bent down. "Yes...something happened in the villa. One of the guests who attended the dinner tonight seemed to have been murdered."

"You mean someone was killed?" Fujiwara Hiroshi narrowed his eyes when he heard this. Who knew which lucky person had won the jackpot?

Of course, Fujiwara Hiroshi's biggest hope was that the person who would die would be either Iwata Daijiro or Yamazaki Meiji. These two veterans already had a very bad impression in Fujiwara Hiroshi's mind. If they were actually killed, it would save him a lot of trouble, as he wouldn't have to go back and settle accounts with them.

Fujiwara Hiroshi thought about this and decided to go and see which lucky person was being gang-banged.

So Fujiwara Hiroshi walked towards the crime scene, but was stopped by the police guarding the door when he reached the scene.

"Excuse me, sir. The crime scene is just ahead. Police are currently cordoning off the area and collecting evidence. No one except police and related personnel is allowed to enter. Thank you for your cooperation. Other attendees, please proceed to the banquet hall and wait for the police to take your statements tonight!"

After hearing the guards refuse to let him in, Fujiwara Hiroshi's desire to go in and investigate faded. He'd know it would be on the news anyway, so it wouldn't be a big deal to just wait and see. He didn't have the urge to get to the bottom of things; it was just a natural reaction for most people: seeing the police responding or a crowd of people watching, they tend to go up and watch the excitement.

Just as Fujiwara Hiroshi was about to turn back to the banquet hall to wait for news, a sudden voice sounded behind him.

"Move aside, let me take a look." A young man in blue clothes squeezed in. The guarding police officer was about to hold back the young man who had trespassed into the crime scene.

When the young man approached, the police officer on duty saw the familiar face and silently lowered his hands to let him enter the crime scene.

Fujiwara Hiroshi, who was standing by, saw this scene and was stunned for a few seconds, then spoke to the police officer on guard.

"Why is this guy allowed to go in? You stopped me when I tried to go in?" Fujiwara Hiroshi shouted at the police officer guarding the gate in dissatisfaction.

"Because I'm Kudo Shinichi, a high school detective. You know me, right? I often help the police solve cases, and there are many reports about me in the news. That's why I can often go in and out of crime scenes to help the police find clues to solve cases." When Kudo Shinichi heard someone disagree, he turned around and pressed his nose with his thumb, and said in a very arrogant tone.

I hadn't looked closely just now, but it turned out to be Kudo Shinichi. No wonder he looked so familiar. But this guy is really arrogant, with this expression that makes Fujiwara Hiroshi's fists harden again. Knowing it was Kudo Shinichi, Fujiwara Hiroshi turned around and walked towards the banquet hall without saying a word, while at the same time, he had already cursed Kudo Shinichi in his heart.

On the other side, Kudo Shinichi saw Fujiwara Hiroshi turning away, shrugged his shoulders and walked quickly towards the crime scene.

"There are always people who want to question me, but once my name, Kudo Shinichi, the famous high school detective, is mentioned, how will you respond?"

Fujiwara Hiroshi paced back to the banquet hall, thinking about the scenes that had happened before.

and many more! !

That was Kudo Shinichi, and the owner, Old Deng, is in a wheelchair, in Beika Town. So, the person responding is naturally the perennial supporting character, Inspector Megure, who only wants to stay overnight at the internet cafe. Isn't this the first case in Conan? Or the one where Kudo Shinichi runs out and reveals that Old Deng's leg had already healed, and he was feigning injury and wheelchair use to cover up his murder?

Fujiwara Hiroshi touched his chin and became more and more excited the more he thought about it. He was still thinking about how to teach this old Deng a lesson. Now, this old Deng has become the murderer himself. Needless to say, this old Deng will definitely not be able to escape. By then, he will definitely show off his IQ in front of Shinichi, and he will not be able to escape the big bowl of jail food.

Iwata Daijiro, the old man, was the murderer, so who was the one who was killed? Fujiwara Hiroshi tried hard to recall it, and suddenly a smile came over his face.

"I remember thinking that Iwata Daijiro, the old man, seemed to have killed a banker. Could it be... that he was the old man from Yamazaki Akiji?! Let's confirm it later. If it's really him, then it really is old man meeting old man, shooting him in the back."

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Hiroshi began to shuttle around the banquet hall, but he didn't see Yamazaki Akiji after searching for a whole circle.

"Looks like that old jerk Yamazaki Akiji is the one who really died. We couldn't find him anywhere, and he just happened to be a banker. That's great! An hour ago, these two old bastards were disgusting me, but now, they're fighting each other. One is dead, and the other is about to be sent to prison."

"Awesome!!! It seems like this is worthy of being the Rice Flower stage. You have to be incredibly lucky to be here! In Rice Flower, if someone makes you unhappy, it's totally fine. Who knows, one day someone will actually take action and kill that person who disgusted you! This time it was really awesome. One of the two old men who offended me died, and the other was injured!"

Thinking about it, he felt a little excited. Fujiwara Hiroshi touched the back of his head with his hand, stuck out his tongue and showed a smile like Kogoro Mori.

The movement was so large that it was easy to bump into the person next to you if you weren't careful.

Yoko Okino also came to attend the dinner tonight. As a guest of performance, she was able to attend such a dinner, surrounded by all kinds of people from the upper class of Japan. If she had the opportunity to get the favor of one of the big guys, then her future career would be smooth sailing.

Under the guidance of his agent, Eiichi Yamagishi, he learned that Fujiwara Hiroshi was the new head of the Fujiwara Group. He was young, handsome, wealthy, and kept a low profile. Few people knew that Fujiwara Hiroshi was the head of the Fujiwara Group. The agent knew this because he had the opportunity to take his artist to a dinner performance five years ago and saw Fujiwara Hiroshi accompanying the Fujiwara couple. So, seeing Okino Yoko, who had just debuted, Yamagishi saw this as a good opportunity and asked Yoko to come up and talk to Fujiwara Hiroshi.