Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 9 My name is Kosaka Haruhiko, and I am a detective

Conan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Of course he knew his classmate Haruhiko Kosaka, but in his impression, this classmate Kosaka didn't seem to like socializing and had a rather dull personality, and they hadn't exchanged many words.

Conan didn't expect that he had such a side to him that he would deliberately scare children.

But he didn't believe anything Haruhiko said.

Although Conan knew that the Kousaka family ran a ghost-exorcism agency, it was not surprising that they would come into contact with supernatural events.

But being able to chat with a demon is impossible, no matter how you think about it, right?

Conan ignored this eccentric classmate and continued to investigate clues at the scene.

The police officers who were maintaining order at the scene seemed to be under a spell and were completely unable to stop the child's strange behavior.

The only thing Conan couldn't figure out now was that the murderer was someone very familiar with this place, and might even be a staff member here.

Then the murderer couldn't have been unaware of the surveillance cameras here.

But why did he deliberately wear armor and expose himself to the camera?
Conan felt that this reason might be the key to solving the case.

At this moment, Inspector Megure came out of the monitoring room excitedly with his men and ran to the side of the corpse.

Conan followed while no one was paying attention.

He saw Inspector Megure find a note from the dead man's hand.

Inspector Megure carefully unfolded the paper and said in shock, "Kubota, Kubota?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in a black suit in the crowd screamed: "What? How could it be my name?"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on him.

Kubota's face was full of confusion and fear. He kept backing away until his back hit the wall.

One police officer blocked the exit to prevent him from escaping, and the other two officers instantly brought Kubota under control.

Inspector Megure walked up to Kubota.

"Mr. Kubota, where were you when the murder happened?"

Kubota: "I'm in the office handling the work assigned by the director."

Inspector Megure: "So you don't have an alibi?"

"It's not me. How could I kill someone? I have no grudge against Boss Manaka." Kubota tried to defend himself.

At this moment, a square-faced staff member suddenly interrupted, "That's not right, Kubota. Didn't Boss Manaka discover you were reselling artwork? Isn't he demanding a huge amount of compensation from you?"

A cold glint flashed in Inspector Megure's eyes, like a hound seeing its prey: "Is it true?"

Kubota was horrified. "Then I wouldn't kill anyone, officer. Please listen to my explanation."

At this moment, a voice came from the door of the Hell Exhibition Hall: "Officer! We found the blood-stained armor in Kubota's safe!"

With a crash--

The blood-stained armor was placed in front of Kubota.

Kubota was about to collapse. He knelt on the ground and kept repeating: "It's not me, it's really not me..."

On the other side, the searching police officers said: "Officer, we found a pen that may have the murderer's fingerprints on it."

Inspector Megure looked at the trembling Kubota:
"Well? The evidence is irrefutable. Do you still want to quibble?"

The murderer is you!
Because Boss Manaka discovered that you were secretly reselling artworks and forced you to pay back the money, you decided to kill him. You invited Boss Manaka here, and then you killed him while wearing knight armor.

Mr. Kubota, please come with us." Inspector Megure announced the arrest.

Kubota slumped on the ground, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Conan looked at Kubota and frowned in thought.

Although all the evidence points to Kubota and he has sufficient motive to kill, Conan always feels something is wrong.

Everything went so well.

Whether it was the note, the armor, or the surveillance video, it all seemed to have been prepared in advance. He felt as if there was a hand secretly leading everyone by the nose.

Moreover, judging from Mr. Kubota's appearance and the fact that he was scolded by the curator for his rough handling of artworks, it seems that Mr. Kubota is not the right person to be scolded.

He doesn't look like someone who could plan such a sophisticated murder.

But what exactly was the problem? Conan thought hard but still couldn't grasp the key point.

Suddenly—a flash of lightning flashed through Conan's mind.

He quickly ran to the wall near Boss Manaka's body and looked around.

it is as expected.

There were no paintings hanging near the wall where Boss Manaka died. The murderer deliberately moved the artwork away.

This shows that the murderer is a person who cherishes works of art very much and does not want to have them stained with sinful blood.

But Kubota is a thief who steals and sells artworks secretly, and he would never do such a thing.

Conan had a bold idea. He fixed his eyes on the white-bearded old man in the crowd, Director Ochiai.

If it was the curator, maybe he could do it, and he would have enough motive to kill.

But... now all the evidence points to Kubota. Even if he suspects Director Ochiai, he can't find sufficient evidence and there is no way to stop the police from taking Kubota away.

Once the police leave, Director Ochiai, as the leader here, has a great chance of destroying any traces he might have left at the scene.

By then there will be nothing we can do to him.

Damn it, what should I do?
Conan watched as two police officers handcuffed Kubota and walked him outside, one on each side. He suddenly became anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, a discordant voice sounded.

"Inspector Megure, please wait a moment, Kubota is not the murderer!"

Everyone looked towards the shadow in the corner of the exhibition hall, where there was a three-headed hellhound statue.

Then, a boy who looked like a high school student walked out from the shadows.

...

Haruhiko Kousaka met everyone's gazes, feeling somewhat nervous.

After all, this was the first time he encountered such a scene. It was as if he was thrown directly into the spotlight and was subject to everyone's scrutiny.

However, Haruhiko recalled the information about the case in his mind and felt that it was not a big problem.

A police officer said unhappily, "Who are you? Don't interfere with the police investigation."

"I'm a student at Teitan High School. I'm a classmate of Kudo Shinichi. As for my identity..." Kousaka Haruhiko adjusted his collar, "I'm a detective."

"Detective?" Everyone was puzzled.

Inspector Megure walked up to Haruhiko, his face dark. "You said you were a detective? But now all the evidence points to Kubota. Do you have any other opinions?"

When Inspector Megure is serious, he still gives people a strong sense of oppression. After all, he is the chief of the third division of the criminal investigation department of the first investigation section.

It looks much scarier than in the cartoon.

Kosaka Haruhiko adjusted his mood and said, "Officer, I only said this after I've identified the murderer."

"Oh? Then tell me, who is the murderer?" Inspector Megure still had doubts on his face.

"The real murderer who wore knight armor and meticulously orchestrated this murder case is..." Haruhiko paused deliberately and glanced at the white-bearded old man in the crowd, "Director Ochiai! It's you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, countless exclamations were heard.

"What? You're saying the curator is the murderer?"

"How is it possible? How could the curator, such a kind person, kill someone?"

Conan also frowned. How did Kousaka find out that the director was the murderer?

He also said that he was a detective? But Conan had never heard that he had any experience in reasoning.

What's more, does he really have enough evidence to convince the police?
After all, all the evidence now points to Mr. Kubota, and even Conan himself has not found any evidence to identify Director Ochiai.

Is it really possible for Kousaka-san?
If the police's investigation is disrupted, the consequences will be very serious. Conan can't help but worry about Haruhiko.

Inspector Megure's face was gloomy. He pointed to his watch and said, "Then tell me your reasoning. I'll give you five minutes."

Haruhiko Kosaka walked to the center of the crowd.

Stepping on the stage highlight column that seemed to be real, he prepared to start his first reasoning after traveling through time.

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(End of this chapter)