i am just a student? in Conan world

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The next day, early morning, at the Fujino family's four-story house.

In a dimly lit room, Fujino stood in the same room where he had first arrived after his transmigration, contemplating the evidence chain connected by red strings on the wall.

Speaking of which, the original Fujino Tōji's parents were actually famous entrepreneurs in Japan.

The Fujino Corporation they managed was even ranked among the top Japanese conglomerates…

Fujino Tōji was originally a young second-generation rich kid.

But a drastic change occurred a year ago.

A year ago, while the couple was returning home after watching an opera, they were caught in a robbery.

Although it was publicly declared that they were accidentally killed by a robber, Fujino knew that they didn't die by accident but were murdered in a premeditated attack!

After the couple was killed, the vast Fujino conglomerate declined steadily until it was devoured by several other conglomerates… leaving behind a considerable amount of external debt.

At that time, Fujino, who was a high school student, had no choice but to give up inheriting the Fujino conglomerate to avoid the debts, retaining only a Ford car and a four-story small building.

Since then, Fujino Tōji's carefree life as a rich second-generation came to an end.

He could only become a detective, barely surviving on meager commission fees.

Before dying of a cold, he had been investigating the truth behind his parents' murder a year ago.

However, a year passed, and he hadn't uncovered anything. The anxiety and his weak body became major factors contributing to his death from a cold.

"Killed after watching an opera in Beika City, huh?"

Fujino squinted his eyes, looking at the photo of the young couple on the wall in the dimly lit room, deep in thought.

Based on his memories from the previous life and the memories of this world, he speculated that the couple must have been involved in some conspiracy, leading to their murder…

He believed that this matter must be closely related to the major antagonist of this world, a certain black-clad organization.

The fact that the culprits haven't been caught yet, and the mysterious nature of the case, is the best evidence.

"Although I'm not sure if it's the Black Organization… there must be a connection to it…"

Fujino rubbed his chin, muttering with a frown.

After a moment, he sighed, "But with my current strength, dealing with the Black Organization is quite difficult…"

Although the members of the Black Organization are often double agents, their danger level still made Fujino feel uneasy.

After all, a certain diligent member of the organization dared to shoot at landmarks with a Black Hawk helicopter. How could he, an ordinary person who was also somewhat physically frail, compete with that?

Even if he wanted to fight, he would need to reach a level where he could dodge bullets.

"It seems that making money is still the key, huh?"

Fujino murmured.

Money was still the most urgent thing he needed… not only to get him out of his current predicament but also to strengthen his abilities.

Otherwise, with just his wooden sword, a few enhancement cards, and one enhancement skill… he might not even know who opened a hole in his head.

"Excuse me, is Detective Fujino at home?"

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly called out from outside.

"Detective Fujino?"

Fujino was taken aback.

People who called him a detective were usually clients… could it be another commission?

There have been quite a few commissions recently… could it be because of what happened on Tsukikage Island yesterday that made him famous?

Thinking of this, Fujino couldn't help but smile.

Since today was a holiday, taking a commission to earn some extra money wouldn't be bad.

With this thought, he opened the door and saw a pile of gifts stacked like a small mountain in front of him.

Then, the gift mountain collapsed and fell straight towards him.

Fujino, caught off guard, was buried under the sea of gift boxes…

"I'm really sorry, Detective Fujino!"

At this moment, a square-faced man in a brown suit apologized repeatedly, reaching out to help Fujino up.

Noticing the scars on the man's fingers, Fujino's eyes narrowed slightly.

A surgeon, perhaps?

Looks like I can get a good sum from this…

"No need, I can stand up myself."

Fujino coughed, waving his hand.

After slowly getting up, he looked at the man with dead fish eyes and asked, "So, sir, what brings you here on a weekend?"

"I do have a commission I’d like to trouble Detective Fujino with…"

The man named Ogawa, after tidying up the scattered gift boxes, sat on the sofa and explained the purpose of his visit.

Ogawa described his problem, which started two years ago when he began receiving money and toys every month…

Rather than a problem, it was more of anxiety.

After all, the money had been increasing, now totaling 25 million yen.

The toys were fine, as he could give them to his five-year-old son to play with.

But the amount of money made him anxious every day, wondering if the sender had some ulterior motive.

"Mr. Ogawa, I understand your situation."

After hearing Ogawa's commission, Fujino cleared his throat and said, "So you want me to find the person sending you these things?"

"That's right."

Ogawa nodded, "If possible, I’d like to know why they’re sending these things."

"Hmm, could it be a former patient of yours?"

"How did you know I was a doctor?"

Ogawa was surprised.

"It was just a deduction."

Fujino propped his hands under his chin, posing as a great detective, "After all, your index fingers are covered in cuts, typical for a surgeon, and you also smell of disinfectant."

"That's right…"

Ogawa hadn't expected the detective to notice such details…

He was indeed a great detective.

He nodded, continuing, "I just came over after an emergency surgery, and I didn't expect Detective Fujino to notice."

"It's just basic detective work."

Fujino shamelessly praised himself.

Then he asked with some deeper meaning, "Since you’re a surgeon, could it be a former patient thanking you for 'saving' their life?"

"I’ve asked the patients I’ve treated… none of them sent it."

Ogawa shook his head.

"Aside from that, do you have any other clues?"

Seeing Ogawa shake his head, Fujino continued to ask.

"Clues…"

Ogawa seemed to remember something, taking out a letter from his inner pocket and handing it to Fujino, "Right, I received this letter today. I'm not sure if it’s a clue."

Fujino took the letter, examining it.

Reading the contents: "25 million yen has been paid, it's time for you to feel it;" his brows furrowed slightly.

"Detective Fujino, did you find any clues?"

Seeing Fujino's expression change, Ogawa quickly asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, the real target of the money sender is actually your son."

(End of Chapter)