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Heaven played a joke on Fujino. After waking up from sleep, he found himself transmigrated into the world of Detective Conan, becoming a high school detective who had lost both parents and inherited a four-story building. He usually relied on taking on commissions to make a living.

Just as he was at his wit’s end, a professional system suddenly bound itself to him.

From then on, he embarked on the path of paying to get stronger.

……

"Excuse me, as a detective, why do you possess so many skills?"

Fujino: Well, I’m just saying, isn’t it perfectly normal for a professional detective to learn professional skills?"

The Non-Conan-Logic Detective in Conan

per-draw rates of that cursed gacha system, it was not enough.

Without hesitation, he accepted the mission. Time to refill the bank a little.

"Fujino? What are you doing here?"

A familiar childish voice called from behind him.

Turning his head, Fujino saw none other than Conan, dressed in his usual outfit…

…and trailing behind him were several little kids of varying appearances.

In Conan's hand was a ragged piece of paper, filled with weird scribbles and markings.

"Big brother, are you that famous high school detective Fujino?"

A little girl suddenly jumped out from behind Conan, staring up at him with stars in her eyes.

That was Ayumi—the sole girl in the "Beika Suicide Squad."

The team's designated mascot.

"Famous might be pushing it a bit," Fujino replied mildly.

"I'm just a passing-by high school detective."

"I knew it! You are a detective!"

Eyes sparkling, Ayumi snatched the piece of paper from Conan's hand and shoved it toward Fujino.

"Since you're a detective, your deduction skills must be amazing! Can you help us look at this treasure—"

Before she could finish, she was dragged aside by the other two kids.

"This treasure map is our discovery. If we let this detective see it, he might steal the credit!"

"Yeah! And what if he wants to split the treasure with us?"

"…Why are you like this…"

Conan glanced at his companions, utterly speechless, then tried suggesting in his 'kid voice,'

"I think we should let him take a look. Maybe he'll figure something out."

But before he finished speaking, the other two children were already looking at him like he was an idiot.

Watching Conan get dragged away like a protesting Shiba Inu, Fujino's lips curled upward slightly.

This kid… it wasn't easy being him, either…

Although that worn-out scrap of paper looked completely fake, it was a genuine treasure map.

At the end of that map?

A stash of maple leaf gold coins worth 600 million yen—was stolen by an Italian robber gang before being hidden away in Japan.

Six hundred million yen… Honestly, Fujino was tempted.

But after a moment's thought, he let it go.

Even if he managed to get those gold coins, fencing them would be a nightmare.

Take them to a jewelry shop, and he'd probably be arrested on the spot.

As for selling them on the black market? Possible, but Fujino didn't have any leads on black market contacts.

And as for the system's currency conversion feature…

He'd tried that early on, attempting to convert valuable items into cash—but it didn't work.

Even foreign currency couldn't be converted into system balance.

Without a way to sell it, those coins would be nothing but a hot potato in his hands…

Fujino sighed softly and shook his head.

"Since I can't go for the big score, I'll settle for this ¥1,000,000 mission reward first."

Turning his gaze toward a shadow lurking in a nearby alley, his eyes gradually sharpened.

"Catching internationally wanted criminals… Maybe the police will even throw in a bonus or two?"

Chapter 38: The Beika Suicide Squad