Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

He felt a strong sense of uneasiness. He had always trusted his intuition, which had no scientific basis and had saved him once. Now his intuition told him to run.

But... he looked up at the traffic light on the other side again. He only needed to cross the road to reach the hospital. This made him hesitate.

Vehicles were shuttling back and forth on both sides, and the speed was not much slower than usual.

Seeing a bus about to cross the zebra crossing, Kawai Koichi suddenly felt someone push him hard on the back, and he fell forward!

"!!!"

Kawai Koichi's world suddenly spun upside down.

The traffic lights in his eyes turned into a rain-soaked road, and the shrill sound of car horns rang in his ears. He was like a puppet who could not control his body and was about to step into another world.

At this moment, a hand reached out from the side and grabbed his arm tightly!

Koichi Kawai felt a huge force pulling him back. His body went limp and he let the other person hold him. He watched the wheels of the bus run over the place where he was about to fall and stop in front.

When the cars behind saw the bus suddenly stop, they all braked urgently and almost had a car accident at the intersection.

The crowd made a clamor, "What happened?" "What happened?!" "Why did someone fall down?" All kinds of questions came one after another.

Kawai Koichi's back was completely soaked with cold sweat, and the heavy rain fell on his face. He didn't bother to pick up the umbrella, but turned his head to see who saved him in such an emergency.

He met a pair of light brown eyes.

This was a foreign man with long hair, dressed in crow-like black clothes, looking at him with a worried look on his face.

"Are you okay, sir?" the man asked with concern.

Chapter 259 What is a Perfect Crime?

In a high-end Western restaurant, Koichi Kawai sat at a table near the emergency passage and pulled his collar down a little uncomfortably.

The waiter brought two menus with a polite smile. He flipped through them casually, and his eyebrows jumped when he saw the numbers on them, but he still maintained a calm face.

He raised his eyes to look at the man sitting opposite him.

The man had the tanned skin that is common among foreigners. He was wearing an ordinary black windbreaker from a street clothing store. There was no decoration on his hands, and his long hair was casually tied into a bun, draped diagonally over his shoulders and across his chest.

He carried a briefcase next to him, with a few restaurant flyers stuffed in the outer pocket. The zipper was not zipped up, so a corner was exposed, which was the name of this restaurant.

The man named Aoyagi Akimitsu had just saved him at the intersection. To express his gratitude, Kawai Koichi invited him to dinner at the best Western restaurant in 10-chome.

The savior also started to look through the menu. As he flipped through the menu, his brows slightly frowned and a look of hesitation appeared on his face.

Kawai Takashi knew what the other party was thinking at a glance: he was concerned about the price.

In the past, when he took his company employees to dinner, he particularly liked to take them to the best places. He liked to see the embarrassment of these country bumpkins who suddenly "climbed up" and the grateful expressions on their faces when he said he would cover all the expenses.

He felt a sense of superiority, and his fingers inadvertently stroked the famous watch on his wrist.

This watch is a bit old, it was purchased several years ago.

"Mr. Qingliu, just order whatever you want. Don't be polite with me. This is a thank you gift for saving me just now." He pretended to be calm.

Aoyagi Binkou smiled at him.

After looking for a long time, Aoyagi Binguang finally ordered only a mid-priced set meal. He didn't even look at the expensive foreign liquor and just ordered ordinary mineral water.

"I hate wine," he said sheepishly.

Kawai Koichi also smiled, and in order to show his dominance, he chose a more expensive set meal and ordered an expensive glass of wine.

The waiter took away the menus and the drinks for both of them came quickly.

One is ordinary mineral water, the other is a gem-colored, pure and rich wine, their statuses are very different.

Koichi Kawai raised his glass of wine and clinked it gently with Aoyagi Akimitsu.

"Thank you for saving me just now." He thanked again.

"It's just a matter of effort."

Aoyagi Binkou took a sip of mineral water with a friendly smile on his face, but after putting down the glass, he returned to his previous slightly worried expression.

"Are you sure you don't want to call the police?" he asked worriedly, "You suddenly fell from the crowd just now. Someone might have pushed you on purpose. This is suspected of intentional homicide."

The smile on Kawai Koichi's face faded.

He put down the wine glass heavily and wanted to get angry, but when he thought of his lifesaver, he had to suppress his anger: "...No need, maybe the person behind me was in a hurry and bumped into me accidentally."

He, or rather his whole family, doesn't like to call the police.

He was kidnapped when he was a child. His father chose to pay the ransom and asked his friends to find some people on the street for help. In the end, he was rescued safely and never chose to call the police.

Although he and his father are now at odds, this habit is still ingrained in him.

Thinking of his father, Koichi Kawai naturally recalled the reason why he came here today, and his mood became even worse.

He raised his glass and took another sip, trying to calm his inner anger. His eyes fell on Aoyagi Bingguang opposite him again, and suddenly his heart moved.

In fact, this was not the first time he had seen Aoyagi Akimitsu. He had seen him in the hospital yesterday. When he had just arrived on the fourth floor, he was communicating with two bodyguards at the door of a ward, and he heard their conversation.

When Kawai Koichi was sixteen years old, he was sent to study in the United States by his father. He had no problem listening to English. At that time, he heard about Aoyagi Akimitsu's identity.

Since he was of that status, he just happened to have something he wanted to ask the other party.

Kawai Koichi put down the cup and tentatively asked, "Mr. Aoyagi, do you remember that we met in the hospital yesterday?"

Qing Liu Bingguang may have felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Seeing that he had brought up a new topic, he immediately responded actively, "I felt that you looked familiar just now. Are you really the visitor at the door of ward 403 yesterday?"

Kawai Takashi nodded: "It's me. In fact, I saw you at that time. You were communicating with the two foreign bodyguards and took out your ID..."

He paused and looked at Aoyagi Binkou's simple and cheap outfit again, feeling that the filter brought by some classic film and television dramas was crumbling.

"You're an FBI agent, right?"

Qing Liu Bingguang was stunned for a moment, then he showed a helpless bitter smile: "Yes, because the two bodyguards did not want anyone to visit, I had to prove my identity first and show that I had no ill intentions."

"Of course, I know it's not a good idea to show my ID in other countries at will, making the FBI look like the world police who wants to get involved everywhere, but there was really no other way at the time..."

This is not what Koichi Kawai is concerned about.

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes also shining, staring straight into those light brown eyes.

That light color looks like gray under the lights in the restaurant. Such a soft color can make people let down their guard unconsciously.

"Since you are an FBI agent, you should investigate cases frequently. You are responsible for major cases that ordinary police officers cannot handle..."

"…Have you ever come across the 'perfect crime'?"

……

In the Beika Central Hospital, Miwa Kazuya returned to the ward with takeaway food.

He touched the completely cold hamburger through the plastic bag and sighed helplessly. He put the bag on the bedside table and walked to the window to close it.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier.

Chapter 260 What is a Perfect Crime Part

The heavy rain was blocked by the French windows of the restaurant, and the rain gathered into small streams and flowed down the windows. The sky was overcast, not a single ray of light could penetrate, and the passers-by on the road were covered in a layer of gray shadows.

But all this had no effect on the people inside, and the entire restaurant was shrouded in warm orange light.

When hearing Kawai Koichi's question, Aoyagi Akimichi on the opposite side was stunned for a moment.

He looked at Kawai Koichi with a strange look and asked delicately, "You mean those unsolved cases?"

Kawai Takashi nodded repeatedly: "Almost. Can you tell me about it? Don't worry, I won't ask you to reveal any important secrets. Just a brief summary will be fine."

Qing Liu Bingguang frowned slightly.

Kawai Koichi waited patiently without urging them. Soon the waiter came over with plates, placed the appetizers and the main dishes they ordered in front of them, and then retreated respectfully.

Maybe because of the heavy rain, there were not many customers in the restaurant. After the waiter who served the dishes left, there was no one else in the area near them.

Aoyagi Binguang looked at the high-end steak in front of him. The medium-rare steak had a hint of blood in the middle. His fingers touched the knife and fork, and then tapped them lightly on the table.

“…After I joined the company, I did see or hear about some unsolved cases that had not been solved for many years.”

He finally spoke.

"Some of them are too old. I think you should know that there were many serial killers in the United States from the 60s to the 80s. Criminal investigation technology was not well developed at that time. Even if there were traces at the scene, it was impossible to test and compare them with the methods at that time."

"There is also indiscriminate killing. If someone randomly kills a homeless person they don't know on an unmonitored road in the middle of the night, then quickly flees and never commits another crime, this case will most likely become an unsolved case..."

When Kawai Takashi heard the first sentence, he was full of expectations, but the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. When he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but raise his hand to interrupt.

"No, I don't want this kind of case."

He thought he had not expressed himself clearly, and quickly added a few more conditions.

"What I want is that the murderer is an acquaintance of the deceased and has a motive for committing the crime. The police once listed him as a suspect, but there was no evidence at all and they could only watch him get away with it."

Aoyagi Binkou nodded thoughtfully.

Kawai Koichi looked at him expectantly again, but the next second, the other party spoke -

"That's the case of the famous football star who murdered his wife."

"There were physical evidence and witnesses, and the other party even drove away, but his legal team seized on the omissions of the police in handling the case and successfully defended him, allowing him to be acquitted on the spot."

"Crime is all about the end result. No matter what means are used, as long as the person is not caught, or even if he is caught he is acquitted, it can be considered a 'perfect crime'. It's just that the legal team spent millions of dollars on him, which is too expensive. When I was an assistant before, my salary was only..."

Kawai Koichi's forehead twitched.

He once again interrupted the bad agent in front of him who didn't understand his true meaning: "Mr. Qingliu, you misunderstood me."

Aoyagi Akimitsu looked at him, and Kawai Koichi suppressed his anger and told him his true intention.

"I'm a game designer. I'm planning to design a detective puzzle game. I'm looking for real-life cases to refer to..."

……

Koichi Kawai was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

He is the only son in the family. After his mother passed away, his father never remarried, so he is the only and rightful heir to the Kawai Group.

His father was very strict with him since he was a child. Things got better when he went abroad to study at the age of sixteen and his biological father was no longer able to help him.

Kawai Koichi is a proud and arrogant person. He wears famous brands, watches, and drives luxury cars. You can tell from his aura that he is from a wealthy family. He looks down on everyone, so he has no friends, only little brothers who obey him unconditionally.