**Chapter 154: The Young Man Does Not Play by the Rules**

Fujino glanced at the unconscious Silver Fox, not giving her much attention.

The power of his kick would probably make her sleep for a while.

As for kicking her to death...

Fujino figured that the villains in the world of Detective Conan shouldn't have such weak constitutions.

If Silver Fox could be killed with one kick from him, then Ran Mori would probably have dozens of lives on her hands already.

After all, isn't it terrifying to be able to punch and break a utility pole?

People in the Detective Conan world cannot be understood by common sense.

Retracting his gaze, Fujino kicked away the gun Silver Fox had dropped on the ground and turned his attention to the man holding Ayumi and another child not far away.

With his wooden sword raised and under the effects of the enhanced strength and the elderly shoes, he charged at the man with great speed.

"Don't come any closer..."

Seeing Fujino approaching rapidly, the man kept retreating.

He let go of the other child and grabbed Ayumi with both hands.

But before he could take a few steps back, Fujino had already closed in on him.

The wooden sword in his hand swung.

With a sound cutting through the air, it brushed past Ayumi's short hair and struck the man's face.

"Duang!"

A crisp sound echoed.

The man's vision went black.

Then he fell backward, hitting the ground with the back of his head and losing consciousness.

His arm that was holding Ayumi lost strength, and Ayumi fell onto him.

Thud...

Although Ayumi wasn't heavy, this fall probably caused him some internal injury.

Fujino had already moved behind the man.

He glanced at the man rolling his eyes and silently evaluated, "This guy's head is quite sturdy."

Then he turned his gaze to the old man less than two meters in front of him, who had a broken arm and no strength left to fight, his stubble turning white.

The old man, with his arm in a cast, was holding Mitsuhiko hostage with one arm, while the other functional hand was gripping Genta by the collar.

Genta, being held by the collar, "struggled desperately," but it looked more like he was playing around.

Fujino: "..."

Mitsuhiko was understandable, but what was going on with Genta?

He couldn't break free just because someone grabbed his collar?

Could Genta be an undercover agent?

Taking a deep breath, Fujino suppressed his urge to ridicule and raised his wooden sword, pointing it at the old man with the broken arm. He said in a deep voice, "Old man, I'll give you two choices: let go of the two children, or I'll break your other arm, and then you let go of them."

The old man stared at the tightly gripped wooden sword in Fujino's hand and swallowed hard.

It was clear that this young man's combat strength was formidable.

Not only had he taken down his boss, Silver Fox, and another accomplice in less than ten seconds, but he also had a menacing aura from his rooftop entry.

Is this guy not an FBI agent?

"I surrender!"

Decisively, the old man released Mitsuhiko and Genta, raising his hand.

He wasn't stupid. The situation was clearly one-sided.

If he resisted any longer, he would probably end up getting beaten like the others.

"Hands on your head!"

Fujino stepped forward with the wooden sword in hand.

The surrendering old man didn't dare to hesitate and quickly raised his left hand, afraid Fujino might hit him.

Silver Fox and the other accomplice were still young; getting kicked and hit wasn't too bad for them.

But he was already old. If he got kicked, it would probably cause some serious injury.

"Kneel down, hands on your head!"

Fujino shouted again.

The old man squatted down, looked at his raised left hand, then turned to look at his broken right arm in a cast.

"..."

Finally, he helplessly looked at Fujino.

He wasn't not raising his hand; he simply couldn't.

But Fujino didn't buy it.

He tightened his grip on the wooden sword and delivered a whip kick to the squatting old man.

When he said hands on the head, he meant it.

The old man not complying was clearly still being defiant!

"Ah!"

The old man cried out as he fell in the direction of Fujino's kick.

Broken!

The originally healthy left hand was broken under the force of the whip kick!

The old man, kicked and sent flying, didn't lose consciousness.

The pain from his arm made him cry out in pain.

As he cried out, he cursed Fujino for attacking an old man.

Fujino ignored the old man's curses, raising his wooden sword and striking the old man's head.

"Duang!"

This time the sound was dull.

It couldn't compare to the crisp sound from the other man's head.

Clearly, it wasn't a good head.

Otherwise, he would have listened and raised both hands.

Thinking this, Fujino sighed: indeed, you can't judge a person's head by the same standard.

"Fujino?!"

At this moment, a voice came from behind.

Fujino turned and saw Conan, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, standing at the door.

Conan surveyed the chaotic scene.

Then he turned to look at Fujino, who was standing over an unconscious old man with a wooden sword in hand, and showed a bewildered expression.

He glanced at the broken window, forming a bold guess in his mind.

Did this guy come in through that window?

But why was he here?

"Fujino-nii, thank you so much for saving Ayumi."

Ayumi, having regained her composure, came up to Fujino and thanked him.

"It's nothing... You should thank Ai. If she hadn't told me about this and I wasn't nearby, today could have been troublesome."

As he spoke, Fujino patted Ayumi's head.

For such a grateful little girl, Fujino naturally wouldn't put on a bad face.

"Ai?"

Ayumi seemed accustomed to this kind of elder's affection, "Fujino-nii, do you know Ai?"

"She's staying at my house for now."

"I see."

Ayumi nodded, "Fujino-nii, you're really kind!"

"Kind... huh?"

Haibara Ai watched the two, her expression stunned.

Both Fujino and his sister, Akemi, were indeed kind people, with a mix of gentleness and strength.

Speaking of which, her sister was also a kind person, but her gentleness was too gentle, so much so that in the end...

Unlike her sister's somewhat soft temperament, the Fujino family seemed to have more robust ethics.

Two kinds of kindness, one was silently bearing everything to protect her, and the other was dealing with those who bullied her...

Since her sister died, she had nothing left to rely on in this world.

The night she escaped the organization, she recalled her sister in her dreams more than once...

But that was just a dream. Upon waking, she had to face the harsh reality.

Fortunately, she was lucky to meet the Fujino family.

She often saw her sister's shadow in Akemi Fujino.

That kind of gentle feeling allowed her to temporarily forget the harshness of reality.

This was a self-deceptive dream, she knew.

But she still hoped this dream could last a little longer...

(End of the chapter)