Conan’s Unscientific Detective Chapter 131

Chapter 131: Too Little, Need More Money

Speaking of which, he seemed to have not slept at all last night.

With this skill, he would be able to get a good night’s sleep tonight.

Putting his thoughts aside, Fujino immediately began upgrading his student profession.

He now had two student profession points.

He would put them all into Student Discount.

[Congratulations, Host, your Student Discount level has increased: Current level five]

[Student Discount: Level 5 ( 8.9% discount within the system, 8.9% discount in reality)]

“????”

“Are you kidding me?”

Fujino stared at the decimal point of the Student Discount and couldn’t help but rub his forehead.

Good heavens, a decimal point had appeared now…

And hadn’t he upgraded it twice?

Why was it still only 8.9% off?

After a moment of thought, Fujino noticed the system’s wordplay.

Student Discount had become “student” discount, and the original “regardless of whether it was in the system or in reality” had now been split into two.

There was only one truth!

If he wasn’t mistaken, this damn system had probably changed the skin of the original skill, then made a skill adjustment, changing the original overall increase to a single-item increase.

It had a certain “Tencent” feel to it.

After a short period of thought, Fujino was relieved.

This damn system had probably realized that he was milking it too much.

If it were to become a 50% discount like before, this skill would probably become a free-to-play skill in no time.

At that time, it would truly be a case of “I’m a student, give me money for free and even pay me fifty.”

Obviously, this went against the damn system’s (krypton gold – pay-to-win) style.

“I wonder what skills the Swordsman profession upgrade will grant.”

Putting his thoughts aside, Fujino looked at the option to break through the Swordsman profession again, shaking his head, “However, after upgrading the university student profession, the remaining 2.26 million is not enough to upgrade the Swordsman profession.”

“Looks like I need to find a way to earn some extra money…”

After a moment of thought, Fujino came up with a new way to make money.

Selling information!

He recalled earning two million Japanese Yen from selling Chikako Ikeda’s information last time.

He wondered how much he could sell the information of the two beasts from Beika Elementary School for this time.

If his guess was correct, the Metropolitan Police Department probably hadn’t exposed the details of this case yet.

If this information were sold, it should fetch a good price.

And he could also push the two beasts into the eye of public opinion at the same time.

Killing two birds with one stone!

After washing up, Fujino left the Konoha Kendo Club.

After finding a public phone booth, he walked into a nearby alley.

When he emerged again, he had already transformed into the Beika Batman.

Entering the phone booth, he picked up the phone and dialed the number of Goto, the newspaper reporter he had sold Chikako Ikeda’s information to last time.

He hadn’t considered other reporters.

But Goto, with whom he had already traded once, was clearly more reliable.

And now, Goto seemed to have been promoted to editor-in-chief.

Perhaps he would be willing to pay more money for the chips Fujino offered.

Aside from the reliability of monetary transactions,

Goto, as a futuristic reporter who exaggerated facts, still had some merits in certain aspects of creating public opinion.

For example, he could use existing evidence to guide public opinion towards a non-existent target.

This kind of skill could only be achieved by an expert who had been in the field for many years and had been deeply cultivating the news industry.

If he were to do public relations, he would at least be a master-level figure.

Although doing so was indeed somewhat immoral, and even had a hint of baseness and unscrupulousness.

But it also depended on the person.

If it were applied to him, he would definitely sneak out and hang him on a lamppost at night, then beat him severely with a wooden sword.

But if such shameless acts were inflicted upon those two beasts, it would appear much nobler.

Public opinion always had beneficiaries and victims, and the nobility and baseness of public opinion’s power simply depended on who the beneficiaries and victims were.

…

Late at night, an alley in Beika Town, Block 1.

A man in a brown suit, blue tie, black-rimmed glasses, and carrying a black briefcase paced and waited in the alley.

The man was none other than Goto, who had traded with Fujino once before.

“I wonder what kind of bombshell information Beika Batman will provide this time.”

Goto raised his seemingly expensive watch, checking the time on it, and couldn’t help but think to himself.

Because of his success in exposing Chikako Ikeda last time, he had recently been promoted to editor-in-chief at the newspaper.

Originally, after such a long time without contact, he thought Beika Batman would no longer have any dealings with him.

But just this afternoon, Beika Batman called him again.

He said he had bombshell information about a Beika Elementary School teacher being attacked by him that he wanted to trade.

Without much thought, he quickly applied for 1.5 million Japanese Yen in operating funds and rushed over.

“Goto?”

Fujino, wearing an assassin’s robe and a bat mask, entered the alley.

“Batman?”

Goto turned around and saw Fujino, wearing a Batman mask, suddenly appearing behind him at some point.

Looking at Fujino’s different attire from last time, he couldn’t help but be stunned, revealing a surprised expression.

“You’ve become an editor-in-chief now.”

Fujino glanced at the expensive watch on Goto’s wrist.

“It’s all thanks to the information you provided last time.”

Goto scratched the back of his head, subconsciously hiding his watch.

“I was very satisfied with your reward and report last time.”

Fujino slowly walked forward, “I just don’t know how much reward you can offer.”

“I’ve already prepared the money.”

Goto lifted the black briefcase, “One million five hundred thousand Japanese Yen.”

“One million five hundred thousand?”

Fujino stroked his chin.

He currently had 2.26 million Japanese Yen.

If he added 1.5 million, that would be 3.7 million Japanese Yen. After deducting the 2.67 million Japanese Yen needed for the upgrade, he would actually have 1.09 million Japanese Yen left.

After a moment of thought, Fujino said in a deep voice, “One million five hundred thousand Japanese Yen is a bit too little, I need more money.”

“One million five hundred thousand Japanese Yen, the newspaper can only approve this much for this report.”

After a pause, Goto saw Fujino’s hesitant expression and immediately increased the stakes: “However, if Mr. Batman has more information to sell me in the future, I can personally add another five hundred thousand Japanese Yen…”

Beika Batman was his benefactor.

He could say that he had come this far entirely thanks to the information provided by the other party.

If he didn’t seize this opportunity, it was clear that the other party would no longer trade with him in the future.

Aside from establishing a good impression for future transactions,

He was truly willing to personally add 500, 000 for this report.

The report about the Beika Elementary School teacher being seriously injured by Beika Batman had not yet been written by anyone.

His keen sense had already noticed this matter.

However, due to the police not revealing any information and pressure from some people, he had not investigated any reportable news until now.

But if he got help from Beika Batman, the person involved…

Then, it was clear that he would be the first person to report this incident.

“Okay.”

Fujino nodded and did not continue to ask for more compensation.

(End of chapter)