Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 647 Damn it, it's all because of you!
Ryusuke Soma's heart was pounding. His eyes scanned the room, and if anything seemed amiss, he would immediately run away.

With his size, he could easily knock several people aside.

Although the police were present, Japanese police do not normally fire their weapons indiscriminately, which gave him confidence.

However, the prerequisite for taking action is that Xia Chuan can explain why he doesn't destroy the Go board.

To be honest, when he came to this room for the second time to fake Itakura Taku’s death from a heart attack, he also saw the Go board. However, the first time he came, there was already a Go board here, so he didn’t pay attention to it.

Unexpectedly, this became the biggest loophole.

Natsukawa's expression was strange as he looked Soma Ryusuke up and down with a mocking look in his eyes, which made Soma Ryusuke very unhappy.

Inspector Megure and Kogoro Mouri watched Natsukawa with curiosity, wondering what kind of deduction he would make.

As Ryusuke Soma said, regardless of whether there is any evidence on this chessboard, it must be destroyed for the sake of secrecy, and he cannot think of any reason to keep it.

Why are you all staring at me?

After being stared at for a long time, Xia Chuan suddenly spoke up: "Regardless of why the game wasn't disrupted, none of that matters!"

“Mr. Mori, didn’t the three of them tell you before they arrived that they hadn’t seen Itakura Taku for several days and didn’t know where he was? Since Itakura Taku’s last words said that the murderer was Soma Ryusuke, and the evidence is related to the watch, wouldn’t it be clear the truth if we just investigated his watch?”

I can't understand the thought processes of the police and Kogoro Mouri. The evidence is right in front of us, so who cares why the Go board wasn't destroyed?

"If I'm not mistaken, there should be Itakura Taku's fingerprints on the watch, right!?"

Xia Chuan asked with a smile.

Conan, standing at the door, didn't forget to make his presence known: "That's right, I remember all three of you said that Itakura Suguru really likes watches, and he would definitely be unable to resist playing with your watches when he sees them."

"When you killed him yesterday, you must have deliberately shown him your watch to find an opportunity to strike, right?"

“Conan is right. Mr. Ryusuke Soma, let’s not waste any more of our time. I’ve heard that the Metropolitan Police Department’s prisons have pretty good conditions. They’re not only humane, but they also have meat with every meal. Why refuse something that’s easy to get?

"Hey, Xia Chuan, what are you saying!"

Inspector Megure didn't like hearing that. The Metropolitan Police Department's prisons did indeed offer good treatment, and since Japan didn't have the death penalty, going to prison was like getting free accommodation and food, something homeless people would love to do.

But who's mentally ill and thinks prison is a good place?
After being imprisoned for many years and losing your freedom, is there any meaning to living?
Unbeknownst to everyone, Ryusuke Soma had already clenched his fists, and a hint of ferocity was faintly visible in his lowered eyes.

Soma Ryusuke never expected that Natsukawa would not respond. Shouldn't a detective like him be trying to find out why he didn't disrupt Go?
This makes me lose face!
Indeed, as Natsukawa said, there were Itakura Taku's fingerprints on his watch.

This is irrefutable evidence.

"Excuse me, Mr. Soma, may we examine your watch? Forensic experts are here, and it will be quick to confirm whether it has Itakura Taku's fingerprints on it; it shouldn't take more than an hour."

Inspector Megure's gaze was hostile; I was almost fooled by this guy just now, but luckily Natsukawa didn't lose his rhythm.

"Mr. Soma?"

Ryusuke Soma did not answer, his head down, seemingly lost in thought.

The other two clients had also distanced themselves from him by this time, looking at him as if he were a vicious murderer.

But he really is.

"Hehehe."

Ryusuke Soma's throat trembled, his shoulders shook, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, his laughter sounding like the grinding of metal, extremely terrifying.

not good!

Inspector Megure had a bad feeling and was about to give Wataru Takagi a signal when Ryusei Soma suddenly jumped up.

"Hey!" Inspector Megure's eyes widened, then he froze!
Ryusuke Soma didn't even think about running away; instead, he charged towards Natsukawa.

"Damn it, it's all because of you!"

Ryosuke Soma is somewhat overweight, and the advantage his size gives him makes him feel like no one can beat him. He's prepared to use his size advantage to knock anyone who tries to stop him.

He can be arrested, but Xia Chuan absolutely cannot be allowed to get away with it!
What intrigued him was that, despite his slow speed, no one seemed inclined to stop him.

Kogoro Mouri didn't stop him, which was understandable, after all, he was a detective.

But why didn't the inspector and the policeman who was guarding the door do anything about him?

And why are they all looking at me with such strange expressions?

He could see the helplessness in her eyes.
what happened?

His doubts were quickly answered.

As he closed in on Xia Chuan and raised his elbow to deliver a blow, Xia Chuan suddenly stretched out his palm to block in front of him.

"What a joke! Do you think my size is just a joke?"

A surge of confidence welled up in his heart, but his smile quickly froze. Xia Chuan calmly raised his hand, his cold and ruthless eyes showing no emotion. The weight of those two hundred pounds plus the acceleration did not cause Xia Chuan any harm.

My elbow was caught firmly, and a sudden, inexplicable pain appeared, followed by a feeling of weakness and numbness.

Natsukawa punched Soma Ryusuke in the elbow, making him freeze in shock. Then, he raised his knee and punched Soma's protruding belly hard.

"Pfft."

A stream of acid sprayed onto the Go board, and the black and white Go stones emitted an unpleasant acidic smell.

Before he could even scream, Xia Chuan grabbed his bent-over body and delivered a swift and decisive chop to the back of his neck.

Ryusuke Soma didn't even have a chance to groan before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground like a limp shrimp.

A faint odor wafted out, and a foul-smelling liquid appeared on the ground.

"Sorry, Inspector Megure, it looks like the crime scene has been slightly disturbed."

Natsukawa frowned and looked at Soma Ryusuke, then took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and wiped his face.

"It's...it's okay."

Inspector Megure rubbed his forehead. "But this guy chose the wrong target by targeting you."

Otherwise, who should we choose?

For a moment, the remaining two clients fell silent.

They had all witnessed what had just happened; Natsukawa's method of subduing Soma Ryusuke was textbook-perfect.

"Gentlemen, you can come with us to the Metropolitan Police Department to make a statement later."

"Okay." ×2
So intimidated by Xia Chuan's stern words, the two of them even forgot about their upcoming meeting with clients and their boss.

After calming the two clients down, Inspector Megure grasped Natsukawa's hand and thanked him repeatedly.

Tokyo needs detectives like Natsukawa and Kogoro Mouri who can solve cases promptly, thus minimizing the waste of police resources and testing time in the process.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)