The unscientific detective in Conan

"Is there a certain destiny somewhere?"

Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment when he heard this and was a little confused: "What do you mean?"

"That's what it means on the surface,"

Fujino raised his head and glanced at the sky above the station platform: "Some things have been destined by fate for a long time. The time has not come yet, so even if you want to find it, there will be a layer of fog wrapped in it. When the time comes, it will naturally Clear away the clouds and see the clear sky.”

Hattori Heiji:"……"

Why does it feel the same as if you said this or not?

His face darkened, and he couldn't help complaining: "You don't have any thoughts, so you said such inexplicable words, right?"

On second thought, he regretted: "But it's okay to think about it, after all, it happened so many years ago..."

"It's inexplicable, it's just that you don't know."

Fujino chuckled lightly, interrupted him, then glanced at Toyama Kazuha next to him, and said in a volume that she could hear: "Speaking of which, the place where we found the Buddha statue seems to be related to the map, and it also It has something to do with the name of the street. I remember that there seemed to be a song in Kyoto. If I had known it at the time, I would have known it right away. "

"ha?"

Hattori Heiji looked confused: "Why did you suddenly say this?"

"Is it a Temari song?"

He Yewen on the side suddenly responded.

"This is it."

Fujino heard the sound and looked at her and asked, "Can you sing?"

"I will know how to do it..."

Kazuye held his chin and sang a cappella: "I remember: Maruzhu Yiji, Oshi Ochi, Bride Rokkaku..."

As childhood sweethearts, Hattori Heiji, who often quarreled with each other, couldn't help but interrupt: "I'm not the bride, I'm the older sister, a slut."

"What kind of idiot?"

Yuan Shan and Ye You complained for a while and retorted: "You are the second-rate guy who is easy to attack!"

"Only a loser would sing his sister as a bride..."

Hattori Heiji was halfway through his bickering when he suddenly remembered something.

He looked at Yuan Shanhe Ye in surprise and asked seriously: "But where did you learn this song? It's so non-standard?"

"They are relatives here in Kyoto..."

He Ye Si thought: "When I was in the third grade of elementary school, I learned it when I came here with you. I was dressing up all the time, and you got impatient with waiting. You said you were going to play at Shanneng Temple and ran out. At that time, my relatives helped me put on a kimono, tie my hair in a bun, and put on a little makeup. Then I ran to Sannoji Temple to look for you, but I couldn’t find you. Then I saw the ball and thought about what I had just learned. I just played that song for a while.”

As she said that, she clasped her hands together and looked forward to it: "It's a pity that you don't have that blessing. I was super cute at that time, and the cherry blossoms around me were also beautiful, although not as beautiful as Fujino's illusion!"

"ah……?"

Hattori Heiji was stunned when he heard this. Suddenly, he suddenly recalled something.

That was the first love I met, and it seemed that the song was also about the bridal hexagon...

If you think about it this way...

Could it be that the girl he met eight years ago was He Ye? !

My first love was my childhood sweetheart? !

You don’t even dare to write a novel like this, right? !

But is the difference that big?

Such a gentle little girl actually became...

At this time, the high-speed train suddenly came into the station.

A loud noise interrupted his thoughts.

Immediately afterwards, the station's announcement sounded.

Passengers taking this flight are reminded to board the train in an orderly manner.

"How about we clear away the clouds and see the dawn?

Fujino glanced at the stopped Shinkansen high-speed train, then patted Hattori Heiji's injured shoulder, then turned around and walked towards the carriage.

"Did this guy know this a long time ago?"

Hattori Heiji looked at Fujino's back with doubts in his eyes.

Combine this with what you just said.

He suddenly felt as if he was being manipulated by Fujino.

That guy seems to have known about this from the beginning, and his first love is He Ye...

But how did Fujino know?

Hattori Heiji frowned, confused.

After all, even he, the client, didn't know that his childhood sweetheart was his first love.

Could it be that Fujino knows his childhood sweetheart better than he does?

…………

Everyone else had already gotten on the bus, but Fujino was the last one to get on after being delayed for a while with Hattori Heiji.

However, just when he was about to enter, his hand was grabbed from behind.

Fujino squeezed it. It was soft and soft, and it was a girl's hand.

Then he turned around and saw Hongye behind him. He looked at himself and spoke in a low voice with a bit of regret: "I haven't seen you for such a long time. You've only been here for a few days and you're leaving again... Stay here a little longer." Isn’t it good?”

"School will start soon."

Fujino chuckled, feeling a little helpless: "And I still have a lot of things to deal with in Tokyo. If I have time, I will come over."

"Um……"

Ooka Hongye nodded when he heard this, then thought about it for a moment, and suddenly said: "How about I transfer to your Didan High School!"

"Eh?!"

Fujino was stunned when he heard this: "Why did you come to Didan?"

"Of course it's to get closer to you..."

Hongye smiled slightly and said softly: "In this case, wouldn't we be able to meet every day?"

Fujino was immediately fooled.

Well, this eldest sister is still the same ruthless person.

When you say you want to move, you move, or when you say transfer, you move?

And we still have to move to this damn place called Mihua?

After retracting his thoughts, Fujino looked at Hongye, reached out and patted her shoulder, and said seriously: "Don't come to this place in Tokyo, especially rice flower."

"Why?"

Hong Ye tilted her little head, her hair swaying slightly, obviously a little confused.

"Okay!"

Fujino's hand that patted her shoulder paused, and he raised it and touched her slightly curly short brown to dark blond hair: "It's safer to stay here in Kyoto, not to mention I will come back when I have time."

"Oh well……"

Her face turned red again, her whole body became dull, and she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Fujino entered the car with his luggage and looked back at the girl with a blush on her face outside the window.

It's not that he doesn't want this eldest lady to come over.

The most important thing is that Tokyo is not a place where people should stay.

Whose serious city has murders happening every day, bombings happening when there is nothing wrong, and then there are police blocking traffic on the road?

What's more, it's rice krispies comparable to Gotham...

If this wasn't a scientific world, no dogs would come to this place!

To be honest, persuading people to settle in Mihua is similar to persuading people to study medicine.

If you don't have five thunderbolts every day, you have to go out and be killed by a dump truck.

…………

After returning to Tokyo, Fujino returned to his daily life. He took on small commissions and chatted with acquaintances, such as Okino Yoko, Momiji and others, via text messages.

However, he was not idle. Instead, he and Mingmei began to search for the location where the Snow King Bingcheng branch should be opened.

He had been doing this before and found some suitable places, but he hadn't made up his mind yet.

After all, if you want to open a store, the flow of people around the store, infrastructure, and various factors need to be taken into consideration.

Not only rest days, but also holidays are included in the observation.

Therefore, it is very time-consuming to observe, and there is not just one place that needs to be observed.

These things are all left to Akemi, so Fujino doesn't need to worry too much.

He went to observe, mainly to determine the location.

With the help of Hiroki, an AI worker, Fujino went shopping and decided decisively where to open the Snow King Bingcheng branch.

It was a shop near Mihua Station. There was a subway nearby, and the flow of people at Mihua Station made it a good Feng Shui location.

Although the surrounding competition is a bit fierce, there are cafes, restaurants, convenience stores and other shops.

But as far as Snow King Ice City is concerned, at this stage, Neon’s uniqueness means that this competitiveness no longer exists.

"The annual rent is 7 million yen, and the security deposit is 3 million yen, plus decoration and hiring costs..."

In front of Mihua Station, Miyano Akemi was walking on the road, constantly pinching her fingers and calculating various expenses: "If you calculate it like this, I'm afraid we won't make much money..."

Fujino on the side looked at Mingmei's appearance as a young daughter-in-law, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Sister Mingmei, you are thinking too much. Our current Snow King Ice City can make money and lower the price mainly because of us. If you own your own store and rent someone else’s house, of course you have to take the rental cost into consideration. This is the normal process of opening a store.”

"Oh, I know that too."

Miyano Akemi sighed, glanced at the surrounding shops, and said with a little resentment: "It's obviously such a small shop, but it actually costs 7 million yen a year..."

"This is normal."

Fujino thought, "Neon has just survived the economic bubble a few years ago. Housing prices have skyrocketed and have long exceeded the normal price. This is only 7 million. If you buy a store with such a good location, you will probably have to pay for it." More than 100 million yen.”

"So expensive?"

Mingmei was surprised.

"Is this expensive?"

Fujino was speechless for a moment: "If the small building we live in now were sold, it would probably cost hundreds of millions."

Akemi:"……"

It turns out that I am an invisible rich man.

"Actually, the most important issue is funding."

Mingmei retracted her thoughts and expressed her worries: "If the money in Snow King Bingcheng's books is done as it is now, I'm afraid it won't be enough. I'm afraid to open this store, we will have to clear out the money in our books, and then we have to use it. Our living expenses are gone.”

"Sister Mingmei, you don't have to worry about this."

Fujino Yun said calmly: "Actually, I still have my own small treasury."

"Little vault?"

"Well, after all, I have been a detective for such a long time and I have saved a lot."

"Um...is that enough?"

"Of course it's enough."

Fujino counted on his fingers: "I haven't checked the small treasury carefully, but if you do the math, the total should be close to 100 million yen... If it's not enough, you can actually get some money from other places."

For example, go to the dock... and get some gold on the wall of the Dusk Annex.

Minmei was stunned for a moment: "One hundred million yen?"

"So just feel free to be your little boss. I will take care of the financial chain and other things behind it."

Fujino patted her shoulder and said comfortingly: "Snow King Ice City is going to open up all the neon lights. It's just a small amount of money. In the future, the money you make here will be more than 100 million."

"Neon lights bloom all over the place..."

Mingmei's head was a little swollen from the chicken soup, and her eyes were filled with neon red.

However, she was still very awake. She looked at Fujino and said hesitantly: "But it will probably take a long time to open the entire neon, and the funds will probably be..."

"Just use the franchise model."

Fujino smiled slightly and raised a strange smile: "After our brand has become famous, we will directly open the franchise. To join, you need to prepare your own store and provide the franchise fee. We provide raw materials, machines, and formula guidance, and earn part of it." The money and risks are all paid by those who join.”

"When the time comes, the headquarters will be established in Tokyo, regional managers will be set up in various places, and you will slowly use the franchise money to expand direct sales. You will be in charge of the world from Tokyo and that will be it."

"Forehead……"

Mingmei hesitated for a moment: "After joining, wouldn't those stores belong to us? And why would those people choose to join and be willing to buy goods from us?"

"That's easy."

Fujino said calmly: "First create one or two models, and then a lot of people will follow after seeing the money, and then we will quietly wait to collect the money, and all the risks will be passed on..."

Mingmei looked at her little brother and said such inhuman things in plain words. The corners of her eyes twitched and she whispered: "You are even more black-hearted than a black-hearted capitalist."

"Is this evil?"

Fujino couldn't help but clicked his tongue.

To be honest, this is already his conscience.

To say black heart...

I'm afraid you haven't seen real people's entrepreneurs, right?

That’s the real black heart. 996 is a blessing. It’s normal to join forces to lower employee wages.

Giving employees a slight salary increase is a malicious increase, let alone asking for salary with malicious intent...

"This is a win-win situation. At least people can make money by using the brand image after joining. If they don't make money, that's their business."

"And if you don't have a bad heart, how can you support Xiao Ai? You and the Xia Li sisters have such a big family?"

"Okay, okay, everything you say makes sense!"

Mingming chuckled lightly, then nodded and thought: "But your method is indeed very good. If you do this, it is indeed possible that within a few years, Snow King Ice City will be filled with neon lights."

As she said that, she looked at Fujino: "To be honest, I don't even know where you got these ideas. You look like a veteran who has been in business for many years."

"It's just an innate talent, and I also learned a lot from those cheap parents back then. It was just a matter of hearing and seeing."

Fujino put his hands on the back of his head: "And to be honest, I want to do more than Snow King Ice City... express delivery, the Internet, hardware manufacturing, mobile phones and a lot of other things, I want to be involved in them all."

"Then it looks like I have to work harder..."

Mingmei glanced at him, then pinched her chin and thought: "At least I have to help you a little."

"Where is the trouble?"

Fujino joked: "Just find a wealthy family to marry into and that's it. To be honest, I'm very popular now."

"How about that?"

Mingmei glanced at Fujino: "I have seen it on TV. Those sons-in-law who marry into the family are bullied every day. Not to mention marrying into the family, I guess you will not be willing to do so based on your personality."

"Where did you see it..."

Fujino was speechless for a moment, feeling that Miyano Akemi had been brainwashed by the TV series.

Although it is not easy to be a son-in-law of Neon, at least one who is capable will indeed be regarded as the future heir of the family...

As for being looked down upon by others, that's for sure.

Of course, he would not consider getting married.

He didn't want to change the surname Fujino. After all, it was the same name as in his previous life. If he changed it to something else, he would really feel a little uncomfortable, or at odds with it.

"Hey, is this Detective Fujino?"

At this time, a man's surprised voice suddenly came.

Fujino and Mingmei heard the sound, looked up, and saw a middle-aged man with round-rimmed glasses walking towards them.

Fujino glanced at the man in front of him: "Who are you?"

"It is indeed you, I thought I saw it wrong!"

The man got excited, then took out his business card and handed it to Fujino: "You are really a noble person who forgets things. I am Yuji Kuroishi. We met before at Miss Kaoru Kusano's wedding."

"oh……"

After hearing this, Fujino recalled it carefully and began to search for Kaoru Kusano's wedding in his mind.

Among the large number of people attending the wedding, he quickly recalled that there was indeed such a number one person.

His memory was of course online, but there were too many people attending the wedding and he received a lot of business cards.

The key point is, who would care about a passerby among a large number of people surrounding him?