The unscientific detective in Conan

Belmod naturally knew that the other party wanted to monitor him.

Everyone is a thousand-year-old fox. Who doesn’t know what Liaozhai he wants to sing?

Of course, she didn't care about this, she was talking - she was already being looked at from the opposite side, so what else could she look at as if she could hide it?

In comparison, knowing what she had exposed would make her feel more at ease.

What's more, this mobile phone is really convenient. Using a dedicated mobile phone and using satellite communication is much more convenient than the organization's method of transmitting intelligence by email.

Belmode put away the phone, and then glanced at Fujino's face sitting opposite him.

He wanted to say something, but he hesitated and finally did not speak.

…………

The smoke is gone and people disperse.

Fujino and Belmode walked out of the Blue Moth Bar together.

Belmode was wearing a black slim-fitting suit, and her black high-heeled shoes clicked on the ground.

She walked beside him and kept glancing at Fujino with her peripheral vision.

Fujino naturally noticed the strange look she looked at him.

It felt strange to be stared at by a foxy old aunt.

It should be said that it is difficult not to pay attention to that kind of look that is trying to peek and want to strip him naked or something.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

So, he asked her directly: "So, do you have any questions?"

Belmod realized that he had been caught peeping, so he stopped pretending.

When faced with a straight ball, he also hit the straight ball directly: "I'm just curious where this face comes from."

"I made it myself, how else can I do it?"

"Then who did you learn it from?"

As an old expert, Belmode recognized it at a glance. This was the disguise technique of the same person as him.

Although her disguise skills have evolved a lot over the years, she still can't escape the most basic things.

That is Kuroba Toichi's style.

Naturally, Fujino knew that he couldn't hide it from Belmod, so he said, "My teacher is Kuroba Toichi. Speaking of which, we are in the same sect."

Belmod's lowered eyes narrowed slightly, and he first revealed a trace of doubt, and then smiled softly, with a hint of ridicule in his words: "Everyone has long known that the Black Feather Thief disappeared eight years ago, you I was just a little kid eight years ago, is that possible?”

Fujino glanced at her and said seriously: "Who said that people can't be apprentices after they die?"

"...?"

Can a dead person still become a disciple? Did you learn it from a ghost?

She silently typed a question mark.

Seeing the confused look of Belmod in front of him, Fujino explained calmly: "I learned from Kuroba Toichi's son. You should have seen that kid before, right?"

"That's it..." Belmode fell into memories after hearing this, and murmured in a low voice: "I have indeed seen him before. He looked quite cute at that time. I don't know what he looks like after so many years."

"He didn't look like much, he became disabled." Fujino recalled Kuroba Kaito's appearance and couldn't help complaining, "Exactly like that kid Kudo Shinichi."

"Speaking of which, I thought the two of them looked very similar."

Belmod first agreed and nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but complain: "If Yukiko hadn't gone to school with me after giving birth to the child, I would have doubted whether the child was from the Kudo family."

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to have remembered something, and immediately showed a look of thinking, and said nonchalantly: "But then again, since you learned from him, and I learned the skill of disguise from Black Feather Thief... …”

As she said that, she looked at Fujino with a meaningful smile on her face: "In this case, you can be considered my nephew, right?"

Fujino showed his dead eyes and looked at her with drooped eyelids: "My master is Kuroba Toichi. Do you understand the value of accepting a disciple on your father's behalf?"

"That's also the disciple he accepted."

The smile on Belmod's face was still there, and he said softly in a charming tone: "Come on, little nephew, can you call me aunt?"

"..."

Haha, Senior Sister, do you think you are Xiao Longnu?

Beibeilong is pretty much the same.

I also told him about you, and he was so angry that he wanted to clean up your door for his father.

Fujino showed his dead eyes and stared at her with drooped eyelids, complaining in his heart.

Seeing Fujino's expression of "You are such a bad old aunt," Belmod felt very proud.

After all, in the past, under normal circumstances, she was the one teasing others, and there was no role for others to tease her.

But when he got here, he turned against Tiangang directly.

This made her feel very unhappy...

Today I finally found a place to tease.

Isn’t this a serious attempt to get the seniority back?

Fujino was not interested in what the old aunt was doing. He raised his wrist and glanced at the time. When he saw that it was not late, he turned around and planned to leave: "If you still have any information, contact me through the mobile phone. The QICQ in the mobile phone has my address book. Remark."

Belmode patted the cell phone in his bag: "I understand, little nephew. If you have any information, I will contact you when I have time."

"..."

Fujino's eyelids twitched when he heard this, turned around, watched Belmod's back go away, and showed his dead eyes again: "Little nephew, good guy, you put me and Kudo in the same generation, right?"

Complaining in his heart, he looked around, tore off his mask, and turned away.

Although he and Vermouth seemed to get along well on the surface, it was just an act...

In the final analysis, Fujino was still full of distrust for this old lady.

To some extent, he did control the old lady, using his memory of the old lady's character of daring to die for Xiaolan and Conan.

But because of this, Fujino knew that the old lady loved her godsons Kudo and Xiaolan from beginning to end, and had nothing to do with her neighbor.

Fujino seriously doubted whether she would sell him out for some reason.

But suspicion is suspicion, and information is still needed. For example, this time, he got a piece of information that was so outrageous that it couldn't be more outrageous, but logically speaking, it was extremely reasonable.

Fujiwara family.

If the information provided by Vermouth was correct, then the case would be completely solved.

Why did Hongye and him have an engagement, why didn't anyone stop them, and come up with some bloody family engagement plot...

So I am the real Huangmao?

And that Kujo Jin, when he helped me, Fujino felt a little strange, why would a child of a big family offend those people to fight for a detective like me...

So, that guy is playing Mission Impossible with me?

I just don't know what attitude that guy has in helping me.

Is it based on the principle that we are all family, so he will help if he can, or is it just watching a group of ants pecking at each other, and then lazily reaching out his hand to sweep away the annoying ants, and then jokingly watching people who should be in the same class as him smiling and welcoming him for something that is not even a wave of his hand.