Conan’s Unscientific Detective Chapter 058

“Of course.”

Maru Denjiro nodded, then pulled out a stack of envelopes from behind him and handed them to Fujino, “Thank you so much, Detective Fujino, for helping me find that cheap…”

Ding-dong, ding-dong!

At this moment, the doorbell rang urgently again.

“You’d better go and receive your guest quickly.”

Fujino took the envelope and nodded, “Now my commission is complete.”

“If there are any more commissions next time, I’ll still look for you.”

With that, Maru Denjiro walked out of the room.

“Five hundred thousand Japanese Yen in hand.”

After Maru Denjiro left, Fujino stretched, putting the money into the system space.

[Current balance: One million three hundred thousand Japanese Yen]

Glancing at the system balance, Fujino opened the mission interface:

[Detective Professional Mission: Antique Collector Murder Case

Mission Objective: Solve the antique collector murder case by any means

Mission Location: Maru Denjiro’s house

Mission Reward: Five hundred thousand Japanese Yen, fifty detective prestige]

“It’s time to collect the remaining five hundred thousand Japanese Yen and fifty detective prestige.”

Putting away his thoughts, Fujino pulled out a wooden sword from his sports shoulder bag, “Fifty detective prestige, completing this mission will upgrade my detective rank…”

“Since I’ve paid back the money, can you return that sword to me?”

In the side room, Suwa Yuji, dressed in a black suit, knelt before the low table, watching Maru Denjiro counting money with a sinister expression.

“Ah, that sword?”

Maru Denjiro put away the money and said lightly, “I already sold that sword, tsk, it didn’t even sell for much money.”

“Anyway, since it’s come to this, let’s just consider the money from selling the sword as interest…”

Of course, he hadn’t sold that sword.

Kikuchiyo was a famous sword after all, and as an antique collector, he loved it dearly. How could he sell it?

That sword was currently in his storage room.

Suwa Yuji’s eyes widened at the words, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

In a trance, rage clouded his judgment. He picked up a decorative katana from the side and drew it from its scabbard.

Buzz!

The sound of metal rubbing against the scabbard rang out.

But before he could even swing it down, the door of the Japanese-style room was suddenly kicked open.

“That’s enough! Is your swordsmanship meant for killing people?!”

“Nani?!”

Suwa Yuji exclaimed in surprise.

Turning his head, he saw a young man who had kicked open the door, a tightly gripped wooden sword pointed at him.

The glasses on the young man’s face even gleamed with a chilling white light.

Suwa Yuji sized up Fujino, feeling a sudden surge of pressure in his heart.

“Brother Fujino, save me!”

At this moment, Maru Denjiro had scrambling to the corner, pleading for help from Fujino.

“Your five hundred thousand protection fee will be calculated separately!”

“No problem!”

[Bodyguard effect has been activated]

Hearing this, Fujino, with all system buffs activated and wearing his life-saving windbreaker, charged forward.

He’s a master!

Suwa Yuji sized up Fujino, giving his assessment in his heart.

Then he directly raised the katana in his hand, blocking that strike.

Clang!

The two swords collided, sparking.

Suwa Yuji’s katana was made of carbon steel, and the moment it collided with Fujino’s wooden sword, a dent was created.

“A wooden sword can achieve such an effect?!”

Suwa Yuji exclaimed in surprise.

Then he quickly retreated a few steps, his gaze towards Fujino becoming more serious.

In his eyes, the young man in front of him used a bizarre style, and his sword swings seemed to incorporate several different styles.

The only drawback was that there was no experience to speak of in his sword swings.

It was like knowing the Void Sword Style but not being able to master it skillfully.

“In that case, let me test you!”

With that, Suwa Yuji charged forward, his sword advancing in a strange manner, directly thrusting towards Fujino’s arm.

But just as the blade was not far from Fujino’s arm, it deviated by a millimeter to the side, as if it had no intention of harming him.

Fujino also saw through this guy’s intention, raised his tightly gripped wooden sword, and blocked!

Clang!

Another crisp sound.

The two quickly changed positions, their tightly gripped swords in a stalemate, fighting their way out into the courtyard.

“You held back just now?”

Fujino asked Suwa Yuji in a deep voice, his words sounding a bit confused.

Those attacks just now completely avoided his vital points. Having grasped swordsmanship knowledge, he knew that this guy in front of him was holding back at every turn, with no intention of killing him.

“I was just impulsive and clouded by the fact that Kikuchiyo was sold by him.”

Suwa Yuji narrowed his eyes, “You’re right, my sword is not for killing.”

“Since you’ve calmed down… why don’t you stop?”

“I want to see what your true strength is… At such a young age, you can fight me, a seventh-dan swordsman, with a wooden sword, and you have such a profound understanding of swordsmanship.”

“Given time, a swordsmanship genius like you will surely become a renowned swordsman in Neon.”

At this moment, he no longer had any thought of killing Maru Denjiro.

He had indeed been impulsive when he made his move just now, but during his exchange with Fujino, he had calmed down.

Now, he just wanted to see what this young man’s strength was truly like.

“Stop bullshitting, it’ll be troublesome if that old man comes out later.”

With that, Fujino glanced behind him with his peripheral vision: “Later, you cooperate with me in a little act to see if that old man really sold your family’s Kikuchiyo.”

“How do we act?”

“Just follow my lead.”

The two fought while discussing their plan in low voices.

A moment later, Fujino broke free from the stalemate, retreated a few steps, and came before Maru Denjiro, who was cowering in the room.

“Is your sword meant for killing?”

As he spoke, he gave a wink.

“You’re right, my swordsmanship is not for killing, I just want Kikuchiyo back!”

Suwa Yuji understood, raising his katana in a non-threatening manner, and said fiercely, “This hateful guy actually sold our family’s ancestral Kikuchiyo! Even if I die, I will definitely make him pay!”

“Mr. Maru, this guy is not easy to deal with…”

Fujino feigned weakness and muttered to himself, then said seriously, “If he doesn’t get Kikuchiyo back, we might both die here today.”

“How could this be…”

Maru Denjiro swallowed.

He believed Fujino’s words.

As a third-dan swordsman, he naturally knew how terrifying a seventh-dan swordsman like Suwa Yuji was.

Give Suwa Yuji a katana, and even three to five people probably couldn’t stop him…

Killing a detective and a weakling third-dan swordsman would be incredibly easy.

He gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and shouted loudly, “Actually, I didn’t sell Kikuchiyo! It’s in my storage room right now!”

“As long as you spare my life, I’ll return it to you!”