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Chapter 92 Kitahara Natsuyu, You've Already Seeked Your Death
"Mask."

Superman

"Gold Card!"

After finishing their cleaning, Genta, Mitsuhiko, and Ayumi couldn't wait to come to Kitahara Natsuyu's side, take the Kamen Rider Gold Card from his hand, and admire it carefully.

The golden light from the cards shone on their faces, reflecting their devout gazes.

Conan, watching the three of them get excited, couldn't help but complain, "It's just a few cards, what's so special about them? Is it really necessary to act like this?"

He's seventeen now, which is practically twenty, so naturally he looks down on these childish cards. Even when he was a kid, he never collected such childish things.

However, he did collect quite a few limited edition Sherlock Holmes books.

This situation is the same as that of Yuan Tai and others; they all fall under the category of idol worship.

The only difference is that Genta and the others are chasing Kamen Rider, while Conan is chasing Sherlock Holmes.

However, he considered himself superior and believed that Kamen Rider could not compare to Sherlock Holmes.

Conan had no idea just how valuable these Kamen Rider gold cards really were.

In the Baker Street movie, these gold cards were used to buy tickets to the Cocoon game, indicating their considerable value.

Conan's comment was overheard by Genta and the others, and he was then attacked by the three of them.

“Conan, you have absolutely no idea about the value of the Kamen Rider Gold Card,” Genta said.

Mitsuhiko chimed in, "That's right! This card is very hard to find on the market, and it's no longer in production. It's worth at least 100,000 yen! 100,000 yen!"

“That’s right, that’s right!” Ayumi said.

Seeing the three menacing figures, Conan took a step back and quickly waved his hands with an embarrassed smile, "Sorry, sorry."

This was the first time he had ever seen Ayumi angry with him, so he promptly backed down.

Hearing this, Genta and the others spared Conan and continued to admire the Kamen Rider Gold Card.

“Conan, what you just said is the same as how others insult Sherlock Holmes,” Kitahara Natsuhiro said with a smile.

The next second.
Without a second thought, Conan blurted out, "How can Kamen Rider be compared to Sherlock Holmes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kitahara Natsuyu revealed a strange smile and took two steps to the side.

Please don't let the blood splatter on me.

Three sentences were enough to break down the defenses of Genta, Ayumi, and Mitsuhiko.

Conan did it; he really knows it all too well.

As expected, Ayumi, Genta, and Mitsuhiko once again rushed forward and appeared in front of Conan.

At that moment, Kitahara Natsuyu also took the Kamen Rider gold card from their hands: "You guys chat first, I'll wait for you outside."

Slip away, slip away.

Then, Conan's piercing scream echoed from inside the classroom.

soon
Genta and the others appeared at the school gate, while Conan lagged behind, carrying a backpack.

This is what happens when Conan takes on three opponents at once.

The loser eats the dust!
Conan, standing at the very back, glanced at Kitahara Natsuhiro, gritting his teeth; he had already come to his senses.

He already knew that Kitahara Natsuyu said those words to lure him into saying that sentence.

That's what caused him to become like this; it was all Kitahara Natsuhiro's doing.

But he had no evidence.

Kitahara Natsuhiro sensed Conan's emotions and turned to glance at him.

Immediately, Conan's expression changed, and he revealed a shy smile.

I chickened out, I chickened out.

Seeing Conan's expression, Kitahara Natsuhiro chuckled inwardly.

Conan, I did it on purpose, but I didn't expect you to be so outspoken and to accept everything I said.

You'll have to think before you speak from now on!
Teachers are doing this for your own good.

I hope you can understand the teacher's good intentions.

Then, he looked at Genta and the others, clapped his hands, and said, "Alright, let's go to Hiroki's house now and start looking for Akira."

"Don't be lazy, everyone. After all, you don't want to miss the chance to get the Kamen Rider Gold Card, right?"

Upon hearing this, Genta and the others immediately became excited and full of energy.

I'm determined to get the Kamen Rider Gold Card no matter what.

But this made things difficult for Conan, because he was also carrying four backpacks.

Ten minutes later.
Kitahara Natsuyu led Genta and the others to the vicinity of Hiroki's house, and then began a thorough search centered on Hiroki's house.

Hiroki, who had already gone home, also went out to search for his cat Akira with Conan and the others.

Meanwhile, Conan escaped unscathed; he could leave his schoolbag at Hiroki's house for the time being and no longer needed to carry it while searching for the kitten.

“Let’s go look for them where the stray cats gather first; Akira sometimes goes there,” Hiroki said, pointing in a direction.

Upon hearing this, no one objected, and they followed Hiroki to the gathering place of the stray cats.

It's said to be a gathering place for stray cats, but it's actually just a garbage dump in the alley. Because there's some kitchen waste in there, quite a few cats gather there.

Upon arriving here, Genta and the others began their search with great effort, not caring even if it meant getting themselves all dirty.

They were determined to get the Kamen Rider Gold Card, no matter what.

Conan wanted to slack off, but under Kitahara Natsuhiro's watchful eye, he had no chance to do so.

He could only do what Genta and the others did: rummage through the trash cans with his bare hands, getting himself all dirty.

"Damn it, why did I do such a thing?"

Conan muttered a complaint to himself.

Just then, Kitahara Natsuhiro, who was standing outside the alley as a supervisor, suddenly looked in a certain direction and twitched his nose a few times.

"The smell of fresh blood."

Because he was a humanoid elf, his sense of smell was dozens of times stronger than that of an ordinary person. He could smell scents from afar, let alone the familiar smell of blood.

Aside from the smell of blood, he also saw a fleeting soul in the distance.

It is a freshly forged soul, waiting for him to harvest it.

"Damn it, there's no sign of Akira here. Let's go look somewhere else."

Genta wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the others.

"it is good."

The group responded with a shout, clapped their hands, and walked out of the alley.

"So where should we look now?"

Mitsuhiko asked a question, and everyone else's eyes immediately turned to Hiroki.

"I...I don't know where Akira went." Hiroki scratched his head a little embarrassedly. "Akira is a bit mischievous and always likes to run outside."

"Sometimes it stays here, and sometimes it goes home by itself."

"So I'll have to ask you to look around some more."

Hearing this, everyone sighed.

This area is so big, it's like finding a needle in a haystack.

"Don't be discouraged, everyone. Let's go ahead and see if we find any clues," Kitahara Natsumi encouraged the group. "Let's get moving, my dinner is just ahead."

"it is good."

Genta and the others nodded and followed Kitahara Natsuyu forward.

Suddenly, a strange sound came from not far away.

Awoo awoo
Upon hearing the voice, Hiroki became excited: "That's Akira's voice, there's no mistake."

Upon hearing this, Genta and the others became excited. If it really was Akira, their request would be complete, and the Kamen Rider Gold Card would be theirs.

"Then let's hurry over there."

Conan shouted something and ran forward.

He didn't want to continue with this case; it was too boring and didn't allow him to showcase his superb reasoning skills as a high school detective, Shinichi Kudo.

It's time to end this farce.

Immediately afterwards, Genta and the others followed.

Then, the group arrived at the door of a house, where a cat was squatting by the window, its body covered in blood.

Upon seeing this, Conan's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively grabbed the iron gate, only to find that it was unlocked and opened directly.

It's injured!?

"Blood! Akira is covered in blood! It's injured!" Hiroki shouted, pointing at Akira on the windowsill.

At that moment, Akira shouted and jumped down from the windowsill.

He jogged over to Hiroki's side, rubbed his legs a few times, and the still-wet bloodstains smeared onto Hiroki's pants.

"Akira is not injured."

Conan crouched down and carefully examined Akira, but found no injuries on Akira's body. He then touched a little blood with his finger.

This is human blood!

Since Akira wasn't injured, where did all this blood come from? Could it be...?
Conan seemed to have thought of something, glanced at the unlocked iron gate, and prepared to rush through.

Just as he was about to rush over, his arm was grabbed. He turned around and saw that the person standing behind him was Kitahara Natsuhiro.

At that moment, Kitahara Natsuyu was making a phone call, and at the same time, he turned his head and glanced at him, signaling him to be quiet, or he would be in trouble.

Conan shrank back, not daring to move.

He knew Kitahara Natsuyu well; if he dared to make a move, Kitahara Natsuyu would make him copy the school rules all night.

So he decided to hold back for now.

After the police arrived, he followed Kitahara Natsuhiro into the room. He had a feeling that this was definitely a big case.

Then he can unleash his full power, and incidentally use the wristwatch-type tranquilizer gun and the bow tie-type voice changer. As for the target, it will naturally be Kitahara Natsuhiro.

He had wanted to do this to Kitahara Natsuyu for a long time, and he finally found the opportunity.

Conan's malice showed no signs of abating, which Kitahara Natsuhiro sensed, but he remained silent.

Anyway, Conan only has three tricks up his sleeve, which pose no threat to him at all.

At that moment, the call was connected.

"Inspector Megure, this is Kitahara Natsuhiro. There's a case here, please come over as soon as possible."

"Thank you for your help, Inspector Megure."

Kitahara Natsuhiro nodded, hung up the phone, and looked at everyone.

"The teacher is going in to check on the situation. You all stay here obediently. You're not allowed to go in or run around." Kitahara Natsuyu said sternly, his gaze falling on Genta: "Genta, if anything goes wrong, you'll be punished by copying the school rules!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Tai immediately stood up straight, patted his chest, and assured him, "Teacher, don't worry, as long as I'm here, there will absolutely be no problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze fell on Conan.

Genta knew very well that Conan was an even more troublesome troublemaker than him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been punished by copying the school rules as soon as he enrolled, and for several days in a row.

It's fair to say that Conan is a key target of his surveillance.

Conan, who was standing nearby, also noticed Genta's gaze and couldn't help but twitch his lips: "That Genta guy, he thinks I'm a troublemaker."

"You're the troublemaker."

"very good."

Kitahara Natsuyu nodded, patted Genta's head, then walked into the courtyard, went to the window, and looked inside.

There, a corpse lay face down in the bathtub, blood streaming from its head, and the bathtub and floor were covered in undried blood.

Meanwhile, a soul with lifeless eyes was drifting in the bathroom.

Looking at the soul, Kitahara Natsuyu took a deep breath, and his soul was directly sucked in.

Experience +10
"Wow, another ten experience points. Not bad, not bad."

Kitahara Natsuyu nodded in satisfaction and turned to Genta and the others.

Upon seeing Kitahara Natsumi approach, Conan eagerly asked, "Sensei, what's going on inside?"

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu sighed: "There's a body inside, it's not breathing. Now we just have to wait for the police to arrive."

"I'll go check over there again, just in case anything unexpected happens."

Hearing this, Conan stroked his chin, thinking to himself, "I knew I was right, it really is a big case. Now we just need to see if it was suicide or homicide. I hope we can get in."

Having no other choice, he looked up at Kitahara Natsuyu: "Teacher, what does the body look like? Is it male or female? Was it suicide or homicide? Are there any signs of being struck with a heavy object?"

Conan bombarded Kitahara Natsuhiro with a barrage of questions.

Kitahara Natsuhiro's answer was also quite concise and to the point.

"Children should stay out of adults' business!"

Damn it, I'm not a child!

Conan clenched his fist.

Afterwards, Kitahara Natsuhiro went back into the courtyard and stood by the bathroom window to watch the body, preventing anyone from moving it.

He clearly remembered that the deceased had a younger brother, and this younger brother was the murderer, who then put on a show in front of Inspector Megure and the others.

This time, however, he wouldn't let this guy put on a show.

It wasn't that he had any sense of justice, but rather that he didn't want his plans to be interrupted.

After all, the case wasn't solved, and Conan and Genta would definitely take matters into their own hands. He didn't want to go out looking for someone in the middle of the night.

What if we miss the meeting time and Gin takes his gold?
Conan can't afford this loss!

Soon.
A man appeared in the vicinity, his pupils constricted as he looked at the group of children in front of his house.

"Damn it, why are there so many children, and why is that adult staring at my brother's corpse? How am I supposed to proceed with my plan like this!" Tanaka Tomofumi said grimly, "I still have a lot of traces to clean up!"

He's so annoyed with Kitahara Natsuhiro right now, why is he guarding the corpse for no reason!

This left him with no way to clean up the traces.

Just as Tanaka Tomofumi was thinking of a solution, the sound of police sirens came from not far away.

Upon hearing the bell, Tomofumi Tanaka quickly hid and glanced at the man in his courtyard before leaving.

"You bastard, you're asking for it!"

Subsequently, a police car appeared in front of Tanaka's house, and Inspector Megure arrived at the crime scene with his three henchmen.

(End of this chapter)