Conan’s Unscientific Detective Chapter 190

Chapter 189: The Modified Version of Stargazy Pie

“Hahahaha!”

Nishikawa Mutsumi laughed maniacally, “The police will never catch me!”

Whether she died sooner or later, she absolutely could not let this face accompany her through the rest of her dying days!

With that, she leaped down through the opened secret door.

…………

“Did she commit suicide due to overstimulation?”

Fujino walked forward, lowered his head, his eyes devoid of emotion. He looked down from the window and saw a beautiful blood flower blooming on the lawn beneath the castle.

Hmm, she was definitely dead.

Fujino was not a Light Devilman, and he didn’t care whether the criminal was taken away alive by the police.

Anyway, he didn’t kill her with his own hands.

He wouldn’t have any psychological burden.

Such an idiot, the sooner she died, the better.

Being taken away by the police and sentenced to death, allowing her to live for a few more years or decades, would be letting her off easy.

After all, the treatment in Japanese prisons seemed to be quite good.

If old men and women couldn’t make ends meet, they could rob something from a convenience store and even retire in prison.

…………

In the afternoon, the police arrived at the scene to collect the body.

At the same time, they found the real body of Mamiya Masuyo in the secret passage.

The secrets pervading this castle were all revealed with the discovery of the bodies.

Fujino’s 1.5 million yen commission was also paid in full by Mamiya Takato.

Originally, Mamiya Takato intended to keep Fujino there for dinner.

But recalling the scene of the old hag free-falling from a height and blooming into a beautiful blood flower on the ground, Fujino felt a wave of nausea.

He declined Mamiya Takato’s invitation.

To be honest, he couldn’t understand what was wrong with the people in the Conan world.

How could they still eat after encountering such a thing?

How could they stomach it?

Alright, it was still because his mental fortitude wasn’t trained enough.

…………

Having earned 3 million yen, Fujino contentedly embarked on his journey back to Tokyo.

Along with that, his detective rank also improved.

After reaching Intermediate Two-Star, Fujino allocated his skill points to Detective Intuition, which became Novice One-Star: [Detective Intuition: Novice One-Star (Reasoning ability increased by 50%, active trigger of Detective Intuition increases reasoning ability by 150%; Note: Active skill duration: 100 seconds)]

It was quite worthwhile.

As for physical abilities, he had enough even without using enhancements now.

As a detective, he still had to symbolically increase his reasoning ability, otherwise, if he encountered unexpected murder cases like the previous one in the future, it would be awkward.

In fact, reasoning didn’t entirely rely on reasoning ability; for example, perception ability, these all helped with reasoning.

His overall attribute bonus now increased by 180%, and his reasoning ability also increased by 180%. With an additional 200% reasoning ability, as long as it wasn’t too brain-burning or too complex, with the aid of perception ability and other system enhancements, he could still solve some of the murder cases of good citizens in Beika City.

This wave of earnings brought his balance to 8.3 million yen.

A ten-pull for intermediate draws, with the system discount, would cost 8.9 million yen.

He was still short about 600, 000 yen.

If he were to put all his living expenses into the system, it would probably be enough now.

But there was no need.

After all, he still had to live, so living expenses had to be kept.

The risk of drawing was too great. The last time was a full harvest, but this time, it was uncertain.

The damned system always liked to play a wave of wild temptations, draining his money and then giving him some strange things.

Compared to drawing, Fujino now preferred to complete the CEO’s professional mission.

Opening a store, in Fujino’s mind, had a weight second only to strengthening himself, slightly higher than drawing.

Because if he could open a shop, he would have a continuous source of funds.

…………

Upon arriving in Tokyo, Fujino glanced at the time. Seeing that it was afternoon, he drove to pick up the child and head home.

Driving home, he took Haibara Ai upstairs.

As soon as he reached the door of the third-floor apartment, Fujino smelled an unpleasant odor.

It was a burnt smell, very pungent, so pungent that it was even more so than burning rubber.

Something was wrong!

Why would the bedroom smell like burning rubber?!

Fujino frowned, realizing that something was amiss.

Haibara Ai also showed a worried expression.

Pushing open the door, they saw wisps of black smoke wafting out from the kitchen door.

Without thinking further.

The two quickly rushed to the kitchen.

Pushing open the door, their vision was now enveloped in black smoke. In the smoke, they could vaguely make out a figure.

Haibara Ai was the first to step forward and turn on the exhaust fan.

As the exhaust fan operated, the black smoke gradually dissipated.

What came into view was Miyano Akemi, standing in front of the stove, holding a large spoon, and wearing an apron.

“Are you… cooking?”

Fujino sized up Miyano Akemi and guessed.

“You’re back. I was planning to make you dinner…”

Miyano Akemi gave an awkward smile, “But it seems I failed.”

Fujino: “…………”

Haibara Ai: “…………”

Neither of them had expected Miyano Akemi to cause such a commotion while cooking.

Previous dinners had always been cooked by Haibara Ai, with Miyano Akemi helping.

In a sense, Haibara Ai had always been the one cooking.

A moment later, Miyano Akemi’s masterpiece was placed on a plate and brought to the dining table in the bedroom.

Fujino examined Miyano Akemi’s masterpiece, and his mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

Haibara Ai also looked at the ‘delicacy’ on the plate with a strange expression.

At this moment, on the table in front of them, was a fish head floating in black soup, facing upwards, its eyes wide open in death. The black soup around the fish head even vaguely drifted with a thick black mist.

It was a modified version of Stargazy Pie!

Someone could actually make such a shocking dark dish.

And it was even modified.

In a sense, Miyano Akemi was also a genius.

Fujino secretly complained in his heart, then looked up and asked Miyano Akemi, “Where did you… learn this?”

“From Okino Yoko’s cooking show on TV. I never thought it would turn out like this…”

Miyano Akemi clutched her apron tightly, her face, somewhat blackened by smoke, showed a pathetic expression.

She looked just like a child who had done something wrong.

“…………”

In such a situation, the usual solution was to quickly eat all of the failed dish and then sincerely praise how delicious it was.

However, this kind of trope from dating games didn’t apply here, because Fujino had no such thoughts about Miyano Akemi.

Eating something like this could be life-threatening!

“Hoo…”

Fujino took a deep breath, staring at the fish head on the plate. The more he looked, the more familiar it seemed. Then he asked, confused, “By the way, where did this fish head come from?”

“In the fridge.”

“You mean that frozen fish?”

Fujino recalled the frozen fish in the refrigerator.

“That’s right.”

Miyano Akemi nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

And Fujino, looking at the fish head on the plate, couldn’t help but sigh softly.

No wonder it looked so familiar.

It turned out to be the anti-KID treasure that had been stewed.

Seeing Fujino’s somewhat dejected expression, Miyano Akemi lowered her head slightly, feeling guilty: “I’m so sorry, Fujino-kun, not only did I mess up your kitchen, but I also wasted one of your fish…”

“It’s alright, that frozen fish was already spoiled.”

Fujino waved his hand indifferently, showing no sign of blame.

That frozen fish was the same one that had shattered the toilet on the Salisabeth last time.

It was clear that after hitting Kaitou KID and then hitting the toilet, this frozen fish was no longer clean.

Thinking of this, Fujino suddenly asked, “But speaking of which, why did you suddenly decide to make dinner?”

“I just wanted to do something within my power.”

As she spoke, Miyano Akemi clutched her apron even tighter, biting her red lip, looking embarrassed: “I don’t have a job now, and I can’t help much with detective work. Fujino-kun, you’re still a student. If I keep troubling you and don’t do anything, I always feel a little bad about it…”

“There’s nothing to feel bad about. You just woke up from a car accident not long ago, don’t think so much.”

Fujino noticed Miyano Akemi’s unusual expression and comforted her.

“Yes, given Akemi-nee’s current condition, she’s not suitable for going out to work at all.”

Haibara Ai also nodded in agreement.

During this time, she had also learned some things about Miyano Akemi.

Including the amnesia after the car accident.

In a sense, both of them were living under someone else’s roof, eating without working.

In fact, Fujino had noticed this long ago.

To be honest, he had indeed thought about having Miyano Akemi go out to work, with all her wages handed over, acting as an unscrupulous capitalist.

But after careful consideration, he abandoned this idea.

If he let her go out to work, many things would become troublesome.

And even if she did work, she would only earn a little over a hundred thousand, or two hundred thousand yen a month.

In comparison, keeping her at home to do housework and be on call was actually more cost-effective.

However, since she had brought it up, this matter could not be ignored.

Therefore, human emotions and such were what Fujino liked least to delve into.

Thinking, Fujino suddenly came up with a solution and tentatively said to Miyano Akemi, “Akemi-nee, how about opening a beverage shop on the first floor of my building and letting you manage it?”

“Beverage shop?”

Miyano Akemi looked a little surprised, “Opening a shop must be very expensive… I just mentioned it casually…”

“Actually, I’ve had the idea of opening a shop for a while. If Akemi-nee, you could help me get a business license and also look after the beverage shop, then I would be the one troubling you,” Fujino explained.

Fujino was eighteen years old now, and he didn’t know when his next birthday would be.

Although he already had motorcycle and car driving licenses, he was still not old enough to apply for a business license for a shop.

He had originally planned to ask Miyano Akemi for help, but he just took this opportunity to say it.

His purpose in using the identity card on Miyano Akemi was also for this reason.

In Japan, if he wanted to do something, he still needed a nominal guardian. Miyano Akemi’s fake identity, Fujino Akemi, cleverly solved this problem.

Moreover, if Miyano Akemi helped him look after it, he would save a large sum in labor costs, and Haibara Ai could also help out occasionally. All things considered, it was a huge win.

As for salary… what salary do family members need?

Why did he suddenly feel like Mr. Krabs?

(End of this chapter)