Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 612 Kudo Shinichi: If you give me three days·The first day

Kudo Shinichi woke up from his bed after a long time. After washing and dressing, he looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't let go. He didn't know whether he should cry or laugh. He was obviously not dead yet, but seeing his current appearance It's really missed.

Fortunately, I can change back, although this is only temporary.

"Conan, are you awake? I brought you breakfast." Fujiwara knocked on the bedroom door and shouted inside.

After hearing the noise, Kudo Shinichi came to his senses and quickly wiped his hair. He opened the door to the room and saw Fujiwara. He smiled and said, "Just call me Kudo at this time. It's too awkward to call me Conan."

"Really?" Fujiwara said disapprovingly, "But the kid I know is named Conan, and is there any way this is the first time we meet?"

"Ah?" Kudo Shinichi said with some confusion, "First time meeting? Didn't you know me before?"

"Uh-huh, we know you. You go downstairs to have breakfast first. We'll talk after you finish eating."

Kudo Shinichi touched his hair, sneered feebly, and then walked towards the stairs. "All right."

Fujiwara followed behind, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about how to open this extremely delicate topic. They went downstairs, and Kudo Shinichi walked to the dining table and sat down. His favorite breakfast was already set out on the table: fresh juice, fried eggs, toast, and a cup of steaming coffee.

Kudo Shinichi did not move his chopsticks immediately, but kept his eyes on Fujiwara's face, waiting for him to speak. Fujiwara handed him a small thermometer. "Before breakfast, let's take your temperature." His voice was steady, but there was a hint of concern.

Kudo Shinichi didn't notice Fujiwara's little thoughts. He began to eat his breakfast slowly, chewing every bite carefully, as if savoring every moment of tranquility.

After a while, Fujiwara finally found a chance to speak. He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound as less abrupt as possible: "What are you going to do today?"

Kudo Shinichi stopped, put down the chopsticks in his hands, looked directly at Fujiwara, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "Investigating the case."

Fujiwara took the thermometer with a grateful smile, and then carefully placed it back in its place. His movements were gentle, as if he were afraid of breaking the morning tranquility. Then, he sat back in his chair, folded his hands on the table, and glanced at Kudo Shinichi from time to time, as if waiting for the right moment to ask a question.

Kudo Shin nodded and put the thermometer into his mouth. After a few seconds, the thermometer beeped, showing normal body temperature. He handed the thermometer back to Fujiwara and then slowly began to eat breakfast. Fujihara sat quietly next to him, seemingly waiting for the right moment to speak.

"Ah? Murder?" Fujiwara raised his head in surprise, with a complicated expression on his face.

He originally thought that Kudou Shinichi's first thought would be to go to school as usual, or at least call Xiaolan, or else he would report to his parents that he was safe. However, Kudo Shinichi's answer was beyond his expectation, but it was reasonable. Fujiwara's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was deep in thought. He realized that he still underestimated Kudo Shin's persistence in the case. For him, the case was the most important thing.

It's because his structure is too small.

Although Kudo Shinichi's answer was a bit beyond Fujiwara's expectations, it was reasonable and understandable. Kudo Shinichi noticed that Fujiwara's demeanor was a little unusual, but he did not explain too much. He just smiled slightly to show that he understood the other party's surprise. After the meal, he didn't stay long, stood up quickly, took out his mobile phone, and started making calls.

The moment the call was connected, Kudo Shinichi's face became extremely serious. He turned around, with his back to Fujiwara, and said in a low voice and eagerly: "Officer Megure, this is Kudo Shinichi. Regarding the case last night , I have a few questions to ask.”

On the other end of the phone, Officer Megure's voice sounded surprised, but also a bit anxious: "Kudo-kun, what happened if you contacted me so early?"

Kudo Shinichi did not answer directly, but went straight to the topic: "As for the murder case against the police, I think you may have some clues that you have not released, right?"

Officer Megure was silent for a while, obviously hesitating whether to reveal more information. Finally, after sighing several times, his low and serious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Kudo-kun, this matter is very complicated. The two police victims were both members of our Criminal Department, and they were in close contact with each other before they died. He died holding the police manual, and we have reason to suspect that this may have been done by an insider. This is very sensitive information, and I tell you, you must not tell anyone else."

Kudo Shinichi's body stiffened slightly. He took a deep breath and nodded vigorously, although Officer Megure couldn't see his movements: "I understand, and I will keep it confidential. Thank you for your trust, Officer Megure."

It turns out that the sentence 'Need not to know' yesterday means this.

After trying to figure out what the situation was, Kudo Shinichi hung up the phone, turned around and summarized what he had just learned to Fujiwara.

"Officer Megure told me just now that the two policemen were holding police manuals in their hands. They suspected that this was an insider crime, so all information was blocked and these things were revealed. And it may involve high-level police officials. , so they were unwilling to disclose it in every possible way the day before yesterday, not even a word."

"So what are you going to do."

Seeing that he couldn't stop Kudo Shinichi, Fujiwara simply asked him to tell him his plan. As long as it wasn't too much, Fujiwara didn't mind running to the scene with him, but how could it be Kudo Shinichi's turn as Officer Megure, who was so tight-lipped about others? It was said so easily.

"I was there when Officer Nara died the day before yesterday. He saw me coming before he died, so he tried his best to show me his heart. I guess he might have wanted to give me a message about the prisoner. I heard Officer Megure say There is a police manual in the collar of Officer Nara's right chest. He may have wanted to hint that the murderer was a policeman. However, I think Officer Megure's explanation was unnecessary. If he really wanted to hint at the police, then Officer Nara's suit buttons at that time were in the shape of cherry blossoms. Wouldn’t it be more representative of the police?”

"Pointing to the heart?" Fujiwara repeated, his fingers unconsciously touching his chest, imitating the victim police officer's last movements, "Could it be that the police officer wanted to hint at the heart or the heart disease or the heart disease?" division?"

Kudo Shinichi paused for a moment, his deep blue eyes flashing with joy, and felt that Fujiwara's words made sense. Non-reasoning is based on logic, not imagination. So he planned to investigate this matter while his body recovered today.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

(End of this chapter)