Chapter 840: My acting skills in this area have always been good
Fujino was a little speechless, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that what Miyamoto Yumi said was quite right?In a place like Mihua, it's no big deal if a few people die in a day.
But urban legends like Kamen Rider...
It is indeed quite rare.
Fujino put away his thoughts and asked Miyamoto Yumi, "What happened to the body? Do you have any clues now?"
"It's been solved. I heard that a coroner's detective who passed by solved the case directly."
Yumi Miyamoto was not surprised by Fujino's inquiry into the corpse. After all, she was a detective, and it was normal for her to be concerned about the case, so she responded directly.
Fujino was not surprised by this.
In the world of science, there are quite a lot of detectives, and they come from all walks of life.
A coroner, a convenience store manager, a high school student, and so many more.
So many cases happen in Tokyo every day and are solved so quickly, detectives play a very important role in this.
Lots of detectives, and lots of homicides.
The two happen to form a delicate balance.
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Columbo Restaurant is a fine little restaurant located on a seemingly ordinary and quiet street.
The store manager was a fat middle-aged man wearing a white chef's uniform and with a long beard under his nose.
"You mean yesterday evening?"
After listening to Yumi Miyamoto's question, the store manager thought for a while and said, "We did have such a customer yesterday. He wore glasses and seemed a bit quiet. He didn't respond when I talked to him... Because he forgot to bring his cell phone, he even exchanged change with me and made a phone call using the public phone in our store."
As he spoke, he seemed to remember something and added, "Come to think of it, when he came yesterday, he asked me if any customers had found a cell phone or something."
"I thought he had lost his phone, so I asked our waiter and several regular customers for a long time."
"It's exactly the same as Fujino-kun's reasoning!"
Azusa Enomoto was stunned for a moment: "If that's the case, then the cell phone that was left in our store is really used for trading..."
"Well, it looks like Fujino-kun's guess is indeed correct."
Miyamoto Yumi pursed her chin when she heard this. "From this perspective, it seems that the incident should be true. I just wonder if that guy will come here again."
"It should come."
Fujino raised his wrist and glanced at his Rolex watch: "It's already afternoon, which is about the same time as when Sister Xiaozi received the call. If that guy hasn't given up, he should be here."
"Then we can only wait and see."
"But just waiting here is not a good idea. It's too obvious. Yumi, Sister Orange, you two probably haven't had lunch yet, right? It's my treat today."
"Then Consultant Fujino will have to pay for it!"
At Fujino's suggestion, everyone sat down in the restaurant, ordered some food, and sat quietly waiting.
After a while, the shop door bell rang.
Two men walked into the Columbo Restaurant, both wearing dark suits. One of them had a gentle appearance and wore glasses, looking like a kind middle-aged office worker. The other had a fierce look on his face, had a buzz cut, and looked like a gangster boss.
The two of them came to the sofa against the wall of the store and sat down, picked up the menu and began to look at it.
After seeing the two people, the store manager came to the seats where everyone was sitting and reminded them, "That's the man wearing glasses."
Miyamoto Yumi looked over, then retracted her gaze and whispered, "What should we do now? After all, we don't have any evidence against them yet. We only have the phone used for transactions. If we alert them, it will be troublesome."
"Leave it to me." Without thinking too much, they handed the matter over to Fujino.
When it comes to action, they are all amateurs.
It is better to leave professional matters to professionals.
Fujino stood up from his seat and pretended to say a few words to the store manager. Then he walked slowly towards the two of them and said hello: "Hello, did you ask the store manager yesterday if anyone had lost their phone?"
The man with a crew cut looked at Fujino, frowning slightly, obviously recognizing Fujino's identity.
The other middle-aged man with a gentle appearance glanced at the man with a crew cut, then smiled gently: "Yes, it's the phone we lost. Is that phone in your hands now?"
"I picked up this phone when I came here occasionally."
Fujino took out his cell phone from his pocket and said, "I was originally planning to hand this phone over to the police, but since I still have to come today, I decided to try my luck."
The two looked strange when they heard this, but they both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
The contents of the phone are all evidence of bribery transactions...
If this were handed over to the police, both of them would probably be dead.
Fujino silently observed the expressions of the two people, pretending to be very happy to have found the owner of the lost item, and continued: "To be honest, if I hadn't waited for anyone today, I would have handed the phone to the police after I left. But I came here specially, look at this..."
As he spoke, he pinched his index finger and thumb, and his meaning was very clear.
It's the same everywhere in the world. If you find a phone, returning it is already the most you can do. Even if it is taken away, there is absolutely no problem at all.
Although asking for money or property is a bit unethical, it is more practical.
If you don't want anything, that would be really unreasonable.
I can think of so many things, and I can only say that Fujino has always been good at acting in this aspect.
The elegant middle-aged man naturally understood what he meant, and then he took out his wallet from his pocket and pulled out a 1,000 yen bill from the wallet: "Thank you so much... then this phone... take a look?"
Fujino looked at the banknotes in front of him, unmoved.
The elegant middle-aged man continued smiling and took out another thousand-yuan bill from his wallet.
Fujino chose to ignore it, glanced to the side and whistled, his eyes constantly scanning the wallet.
The elegant middle-aged man twitched his eyebrows and continued to take out banknotes.
After going back and forth, five bills were pulled out, but Fujino was still not impressed.
The elegant middle-aged man gritted his teeth and directly pulled out a ten thousand yuan bill.
This time, Fujino reacted. He glanced at the 5,000 yen bill he had just taken back and said, "Ahem, I seem to have caught a cold coming here today. I have to go to the hospital to get an IV drip when I get back..."
"I'm so sorry that you caught a cold when I gave you the phone..."
The elegant middle-aged man made up his mind and handed over the ten thousand yen and five one thousand yen bills.
"It doesn't matter whether it's money or not. As a good boy of the new era in Tokyo, I have to return the things I find to the owner."
Fujino silently took the money and put it in his pocket, showing his mean face of asking for benefits after picking up something. Then he changed the subject and said, "But if I want to return this phone to you, I still need to confirm your identity. After all, I can't say that the phone belongs to you, so can you give me the phone number of this phone?"
"Phone number? No problem."
The elegant middle-aged man thought this was quite reasonable, so he took out a notebook from his pocket, tore off a page, and wrote the phone number on it.
Fujino took the note and dialed the number on it: "Beep... the number you dialed is out of service. Please try again later."
(End of this chapter)
