Conan’s Unscientific Detective Chapter 001

Mouri Detective Agency, a four-story building across the street.

In the dimly lit room, Fujino stared at the photos on the wall, cut from newspapers and strung together with red thread, his black pupils filled with confusion.

From his memories, he should have transmigrated into the world of Detective Conan…

Now, he lived in the legendary crime city of Beika Town, was eighteen years old, and was a detective!

Fujino retracted his gaze and walked out of the dimly lit room. He carefully glanced at the headline on the newspaper on the coffee table, “Holmes of the Heisei Era,” and narrowed his eyes.

In this world, his name was Fujino Touji, not too different from his previous life’s real name, Fujino. His background was that his parents had been involved in a case and passed away a year ago. Without relatives or savings, he became a detective to make a living.

However, he was a rather clumsy detective.

Unlike Kudo Shinichi, who caused deaths wherever he went, he, as a detective, rarely encountered murder cases. As a result, he hadn’t made a name for himself even after a year.

His only regular income came from accepting daily requests to catch cats and dogs. Even then, every employer would commission him at a price far below market value. Forced by his livelihood, he accepted all orders to survive.

Working from dawn till dusk, in the year he became a detective, he was either looking for cats and dogs or on his way to look for cats and dogs. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore.

Already mentally exhausted, he had been caught in the rain all night while investigating an infidelity case yesterday. Coupled with a cold and a high fever of over forty degrees, he suddenly died of sudden death after returning home.

“What a miserable life…”

Fujino murmured, feeling some sympathy for the deceased.

In fact, from his memories, this guy in this world shouldn’t have lived such a hard life. With his diligent spirit, even renting a house in downtown Tokyo would have been more than enough.

But coincidentally, he also had a four-story building in the commercial district inherited from his parents.

In Neon, there was a fixed property tax. For the four-story building Fujino currently owned, the annual tax alone was 1.5 million Japanese Yen, which was roughly 150, 000 Chinese Yuan at the current exchange rate.

Even though he was a minor, the tax bureau wouldn’t be lenient. As long as the house was in your name, you had to pay taxes!

But judging from this guy’s income of 50, 000 Japanese Yen per commission, sometimes even less than 50, 000, it was already difficult to cover the tax bill at the end of the year after deducting living expenses, and even harder to save money.

One could only say that Neon’s taxes were truly ruthless, not even sparing a pitiful and helpless eighteen-year-old like him!

As for renting it out, the original owner had certainly thought about it, but this triggered another bug: he couldn’t rent out the house without a guardian…

Ding-dong!

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Fujino’s heart tightened upon hearing it…

Could it be someone collecting property management fees?

Thinking about it carefully, he only had one million Japanese Yen left. If that were taken away, his life would probably become even harder…

With a sigh of helplessness, Fujino had no choice but to walk through the more than one hundred square meters of his single-story apartment and arrived at the bedroom door.

Pushing open the door, what greeted him was not a property manager in a suit with an ugly expression, but a girl in a dark blue school uniform with a horn on her head.

Ran Mouri looked at the thin and cautious young man behind the half-open door, revealing a faint smile. She politely bowed and said, “Hello, Fujino-senpai. My name is Ran Mouri. I live across from your house and am in the same class as you… I’m very sorry for the sudden intrusion, but you haven’t been to school for a month, and your phone calls aren’t going through, so the teacher could only arrange for me to come and check on you…”

Same class, senpai, Ran Mouri?

Right, this guy’s high school was apparently Teitan High School. Because he ran off to become a full-time detective halfway through, his grades plummeted, and he was eventually demoted by the school. Now, he and Ran Mouri should be in the same class.

Because of this, the original owner, who had already given up on school, became even more complacent. To earn money, he basically wouldn’t go to school for one or two months at a time…

“I’m really sorry. I’ve been taking on various commissions this past month, so I haven’t been able to spare any time.”

Fujino gave an awkward smile and explained.

Fujino’s first impression of Ran Mouri was good.

She was a very polite girl, with a sweet and gentle smile, and she even used honorifics when addressing him.

“Is Fujino-senpai a high school detective?”

Upon hearing the word “commission,” Ran asked in surprise.

“I should say a full-time detective…”

Fujino corrected her, “After all, I rely on this to make a living, unlike a high school detective.”

“I see.”

Ran nodded, looking at Fujino, who had a slightly pale complexion and looked somewhat malnourished.

Through the half-open door, she vaguely saw a pile of cheap instant noodle bowls on the floor inside the room.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand something.

“Our family just finished cooking. I wonder if Fujino-senpai…”

“Since Mouri-san has delivered the message, I won’t keep you any longer. If I have time, I’ll go to school. Goodbye.”

Before she could finish her sentence, Fujino politely replied and then closed the door.

“Eh?”

Ran Mouri’s gentle smile gradually stiffened. After a moment of composure, she sighed.

Fujino-senpai, who had lost his parents, must be having a very difficult time. Otherwise, he wouldn’t skip school to take commissions and earn money.

Tonight, Senpai would probably have to eat those unhealthy things again.

Seriously, he already looked so malnourished!

She definitely had to treat Senpai to a good meal another day!

Shaking her head, Ran felt a slight regret in her heart.

Closing the door, Fujino walked to the balcony and watched Ran, who was walking home, silently resting his hand on the railing.

After all, Ran was just a stranger who lived across from him. He appreciated her intentions.

But even after transmigrating and having a different soul, the original owner’s financial predicament in this world still couldn’t be escaped.

In short, going to school was impossible. He would rather die of exhaustion outside. Fujino would never step foot on a campus again in this life!

“Ding! System mission detected!”

[Please maintain your student identity, avoid being expelled! Completing the mission rewards detective profession binding and 100, 000 Japanese Yen in cash!]

Is this the system?

Fujino looked at the voice in his ear and the system light screen that popped up in front of him, momentarily stunned.

A moment later, he accepted the system’s setting. After all, as a transmigrator, it would be strange not to have a system.

But then again, this system reward is truly substantial!

100, 000 Japanese Yen, equivalent to the reward for two high-value commissions. He had originally planned to sell the building and just give up, but he didn’t expect the system to pop up and even reward him with 100, 000 Japanese Yen!

He could only say that it gave too much!

Going to school, he must go to school. Even if Jesus came today, he couldn’t stop him!