Refuse to allow Conan to join the main storyline

Wearing glasses and a hat and making a simple disguise, Fujiwara Yuto came out of the real estate agency with a flyer in his hand. He walked forward while looking at the flyer with his head down, walked past a police car with a calm expression, walked into a nearby coffee shop, and sat down at a seat by the window.

Fujiwara Yuto took the coffee cup, pretended to take a sip, and then pretended to look at the flyer while observing the situation outside the store.

About two minutes later, a woman in casual clothes, wearing a glowing pearl necklace and a bun, walked into the coffee shop and sat down on the sofa one seat away from Fujiwara Yuto.

Another meatball head...

Can't you change your hairstyle?

Fujiwara Yuto complained in his heart.

Although on the surface it seemed that Pramia was following him, the actual situation was that Koizumi located Pramia's position and then took the initiative to send Fujiwara Yuto under her nose.

However, it can be seen that Pramya itself is still strong enough.

He just happened to pass by this person, and even with a simple disguise, he was immediately recognized and targeted.

Speaking of which, on his way from the cat cafe to Pramiya, he actually encountered quite a few policemen and plainclothes officers, but none of them questioned his identity, even though his disguise wasn't that elaborate or exaggerated...

Well, now it is certain that Pramya has indeed set his sights on him. So, how will this explosive maniac choose to contact him next?

It really makes people curious.

Pramia seemed to be fiddling with her mobile phone leisurely, but her eyes would occasionally glance at Fujiwara Yuto.

Fujiwara Yuto pretended not to notice Pramia and continued to study the flyer in his hand, occasionally looking up to observe the movement outside the store. He seemed to be completely unaware that he was being watched.

There were not many people in the coffee shop and the atmosphere was very calm.

After observing for a while, Pramiya finally took action. She stood up with her drink cup and walked to Fujiwara Yuto's table. She said softly, "Sir, do you mind sharing the table?"

Fujiwara Yuto glanced around the empty coffee shop and looked at the lady in front of him with a wary and puzzled expression.

Before he could say no, Pramiya sat down opposite him very decisively.

Fujiwara Yuto frowned slightly, packed up his things on the table and prepared to leave, but was stopped by Pramiya: "Don't you want to chat, Mr. Fujiwara?"

Fujiwara Yuto raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you know me?"

Pramiya smiled and said, "Sakurai Izumi's collaborator, a researcher of the Black Organization, and the creator of the rejuvenation drug, right?"

Fujiwara Yuto showed a surprised expression on his face, and said "Oh" meaningfully, and sat down in his seat again: "It seems that you have some understanding, but it is not completely accurate."

This answer surprised Pramiya: "Then can Mr. Fujiwara please tell me what is wrong with my information?"

Fujiwara Yuto did not answer her question directly, but changed the subject: "Since you use such an opening statement, you should not be Sakurai's subordinate, nor a member of the organization... Could it be that you have some relationship with the American consulate?"

Pramia also did not answer directly, but put her handbag on the table, unzipped it, and showed Fujiwara Yuto what was inside.

Pocket pistols, grenades, daggers...

Wow, so direct?

Well, since you don't want to beat around the bush, I'll...

"Oh, I've heard a lot about you, Ms. Christina Lisa."

Unexpectedly, the other party called out her name directly. Pramiya narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "I didn't expect that as a researcher, your intelligence ability is also quite good."

Fujiwara Yuto smiled and said, "I don't deserve it. Sakurai once told me about you before."

"Oh, I'm curious, what did she say?"

"It doesn't matter what she said. What matters is..."

Fujiwara Yuto's eyes were cunning: "It seems that you were the one who came to my villa a few days ago and took away those two boxes of reagents, right?"

Pramiya's eyes flickered slightly, revealing some dangerous meaning.

It was not difficult to confirm that she was the one who took the potion. After all, she had already sold three bottles of rejuvenation potions on the dark web, which was equivalent to making it clear to all forces in Tokyo that the lost items were in her hands.

But how did Fujiwara Yuto know that she took two boxes and not three?

Although she did find three briefcases in the villa at that time, due to her limited carrying capacity, she only took two boxes and destroyed all the medicines in the third box on the spot.

Clearly, when she went in to search, she only saw one of Sakurai Izumi's men and a very capable FBI agent.

There was no light in the villa at the time, and it was later completely destroyed. Even if there was a surveillance system in the house, it would not have left any video information.

Then how did Fujiwara Yuto know that she was the one who stole the potion?

Moreover, there was actually something else that puzzled Pramya that day.

When she left the villa, she actually placed a time bomb in the basement laboratory. The power of that bomb was enough to destroy a room, but it would definitely be impossible to blow up the entire villa.

After the fire in the villa was extinguished, Pramya sneaked back to check the scene.

Judging from the remaining signs of destruction, there was more than one detonation point, and the power of the explosive was obviously greater than her time bomb.

That is to say...

In fact, before she took action, even before she entered the villa, someone else had made some moves in the villa.

She, Pramya, an internationally renowned explosion maniac, accidentally fell into someone else's trap, almost capsized in the ditch, and was killed by other people's explosives?

This is really a big joke!

Pramya felt her anger boiling at the thought of this possibility.

Even if she was lucky enough not to die this time, she could not tolerate such humiliation, absolutely not!

Fujiwara Yuto on the other side seemed not to notice Pramia's anger, and continued to say smugly: "Are you wondering why I know this? Because..."

He paused deliberately, looking expectantly at the expression on the woman's face, and then continued, "Because I was actually nearby at the time, and saw someone sneak in and take out two briefcases. When I later found that the potion was in your hands, it was easy to determine that the unknown visitor was you, Ms. Christina Lisa."

Pramya raised an eyebrow.

What? It turns out that Fujiwara Yuto was nearby at the time?

It seems that she missed a good opportunity to kill someone.

Well, it’s not too late now, is it?

As long as she could kill this person, the value of the potion in her hand could be multiplied by more than ten times, oh no, dozens of times...

No, no, no, the pattern is too small.

The rejuvenation drug in her hand became a priceless treasure!

Whether as a means of saving lives or as political capital, it is a unique treasure!

Thinking of this, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Pramya's eyes, and she unconsciously pressed the pistol hidden in her coat pocket.