Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

The noise outside the door stopped abruptly.

A few seconds later, the sound of turning the doorknob rang out again, more urgent than before, with an almost obsessive persistence.

"Jingguang? Say something!"

Lady Morofushi was unaware of the danger and her tone was full of worry.

If it really was his son outside the door, how could he not respond when he heard his parents' voices?
Mr. Morofushi broke out in a cold sweat, and the back of his pajamas was instantly soaked with sweat.

He abruptly threw off the covers and whispered to his wife, "Quick! Let's go through the window!"

"What happened?"

Lady Zhufu was terrified by her husband's sudden action, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"It's Wai Shouyi! He's come for revenge!"

Mr. Zhufu explained at a rapid pace while reaching out to push open the bedroom window.

The wooden windows creaked, sounding particularly jarring in this tense moment.

"Jump out first, then go to the Sato family's house next door and call the police! Quickly!"

"And what about you? Jingguang is still upstairs!" Madam Zhufu gripped her husband's arm tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I'm going to save Jingguang! You hurry! It'll be too late if we're any later!"

Mr. Zhu Fu forcefully pushed his wife out of the window. He was about to jump out after her and then go around to the front door to go upstairs to save his son.

Unexpectedly, the sound of turning the bedroom doorknob suddenly stopped, and the faint sound of footsteps could be heard, as if the other person was going upstairs.

"It happened!"

Mr. Morofushi's heart jumped into his throat.

Without thinking twice, he flung open the bedroom door and rushed barefoot upstairs to the second floor.

As soon as he reached the second-floor corridor, Mr. Morofushi saw a dark figure open the bedroom door of his eldest son, Morofushi Takaaki, and step inside.

The figure was tall and imposing, and seemed to be holding something in its hand that gleamed faintly in the darkness.

Gao Ming isn't home tonight!
Mr. Zhu Fu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that the other party's target was the entire Zhu Fu family, not just one person in the family!

He was relieved that his eldest son was away at summer camp and not at home, and he moved quickly along the wall toward his youngest son's bedroom without making a sound.

Morofushi Kagemitsu's door was ajar. Because of his knee injury, the child had difficulty getting up at night, so he deliberately left the door unlocked.

Mr. Zhu Fu gently pushed open the door and, by the faint moonlight from the window, saw his son curled up asleep on the bed, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he were having some uneasy dream.

"Jingguang, wake up!" Mr. Zhufu walked quickly to the bedside, lowered his voice and called out, while reaching out to pick up his son.

"Dad?" Morofushi Kagemitsu was startled awake, rubbing his sleepy eyes, his voice still heavy with sleepiness, "What's wrong..."

Before he finished speaking, hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor.

Mr. Zhu Fu's heart tightened. He picked up his son and turned to rush out the door, but before he could run two steps, he saw that the dark figure was already blocking the doorway.

By the moonlight shining through the window, Mr. Morofushi could see clearly that the intruder was none other than Motomori.

His hair was disheveled, his face was covered in dust and sweat, his eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his mouth were twisted into a strange arc.

"Mr. Waishu, wake up!"

Mr. Morofushi held his son tightly in his arms, his voice trembling slightly with fear, yet he still tried his best to remain calm.
“Yuri is really gone! She died from a perforated appendix. We have the hospital's diagnosis and the police's investigation records! This is no one's fault!”

"you are lying!"

Suddenly, Gaishoichi roared, his voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.
“How could my daughter be dead? It was you! You must have kidnapped her and hidden her! You liar! You've all been lying to me!” “I'm not lying to you!” Mr. Zhu Fu was red-faced with anxiety. “More than anyone else, I wanted Yuri to be safe and sound! She was a good child…”

"Shut up!"

Wai Shouyi abruptly interrupted him, raising his right hand sharply. It was a rusty axe, its blade gleaming coldly in the night.

"I know she's here! You've hidden her! I'm going to kill you all and get my daughter back!"

"do not want!"

Mr. Zhu Fu subconsciously took a step back, only to find that he had retreated to a corner with nowhere left to go.

In the cramped space of the bedroom, fear spread like a tide.

With bloodshot eyes, like a wild beast that had lost its mind, the outer guard charged at Mr. Morofushi, raising his axe high!

"father!"

Terrified, Morofushi Kagemitsu let out a heart-wrenching scream, clinging tightly to his father's neck, his small body trembling violently.

Mr. Zhu Fu closed his eyes, hugged his son tightly in his arms, and suddenly turned around, facing the axe that was coming at him with his back.

He could hear the wind whistling in his ears and feel the shadow of death looming over him in an instant.

At that moment, as a father, he had only one thought in his mind: he had to protect his son!

However, the expected severe pain did not come.

Instead, there was a muffled "thump," as if something heavy had fallen to the ground, causing the floor to tremble slightly.

Mr. Zhu Fu was stunned, and it took him several seconds before he dared to slowly open his eyes.

Before he could turn around, he heard his son in his arms exclaim in surprise, "Brother Xiuyi?"

Mr. Zhu Fu turned around abruptly and saw Wai Shouyi lying unconscious on the ground. The axe lay to the side.

Lin Xiuyi stood behind him, her chest heaving violently, her right hand still in a fist-pumping position.

Just as Tomoyuki raised his axe to chop at Mr. Morofushi, Hayashi Xiuichi arrived in time.

He rushed into the bedroom and kicked Wai Shouyi in the wrist.

Wai Shouyi cried out in pain, and the axe in his hand fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Xiuyi punched Wai Shouyi in the face, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground, where he immediately lost consciousness.

"Sorry..." Lin Xiuyi gasped for breath, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "It's a little late."

……

The siren sounds from far to near.

Lin Xiuyi leaned against the wall, watching the police handcuff Wai Shouyi.

Even in his unconscious state, the man's fingers continued to spasm as he scratched at the floor, as if trying to grasp something that didn't exist.

"It would be best to find him a psychologist," Lin Xiuyi said to the police officers who arrived at the scene.

Mr. Morofushi held the sleeping Jingguang in his arms, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably: "It's my fault... I knew he was a little abnormal, but I didn't expect him to have gone this crazy..."

“This is no one’s fault,” Lin Xiuyi said as she watched the medical staff lift Wai Shouyi into the ambulance. “You don’t blame me for telling him that your family is preparing to move out, just to provoke him into doing this.”

“Even if you hadn’t told him, given his mental state, he would have barged into our house sooner or later like tonight,” Mr. Zhufu shook his head with a wry smile. “We’re so grateful to you tonight, otherwise nothing would have happened…” (End of Chapter)