Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

The crimson sunset shone on her back, and Chi Chufeng couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

She experienced life and death at such a young age, and the problem is that her father died under mysterious circumstances.

Miwako Sato has truly endured a great deal of suffering.

From now on, I will definitely protect you well.

Back in the car, Sato Miwako's eyes lit up, as if the shrewd and capable policewoman had returned.

"Chichu-san, can you tell me the specifics?"

"Of course you can. Maybe you can even take revenge yourself," Chi Chufeng said with a smile.

Nighttime, at the Deer Park Restaurant.

Sato Miwako, who had changed into a suit skirt, got out of the car.

She stood in front of the restaurant and turned to look at Chi Chufeng.

"I'll be waiting for you here," Chi Chufeng said with a smile.

Seeing such a warm smile, Sato Miwako felt a surge of emotion.

She suddenly strode back, stuck her head through the car window, and lightly touched Chi Chufeng's lips.

It was just a simple thing, but it made her blush.

"Akachu-san, wait for me to come back..."

Sato Miwako said half a sentence, then immediately turned and walked into the restaurant.

[Ding! Sato Miwako has developed feelings for you. Current affection level: 3.]

Chi Chufeng's lips curled slightly as he watched her figure disappear behind the door.

Restaurant owner Shuji Kano was behind the bar, wiping down the expensive red wines on the wine rack.

He looked up when he heard someone enter.

"Huh? Miwako? What brings you here today?" (Towel)

Chapter 221 How dare you attack my Miwako! You're asking for death!

Upon hearing Shuji Kano's question, Miwako Sato immediately calmed down and replied with a smile, "I've been busy all day, and I can finally relax and take a breather."

"Hahaha! Really? It's a pity it's almost midnight! Our restaurant is already closed! Otherwise, I would definitely treat you to a proper meal!"

Shuji Kano's expression was clearly somewhat unnatural.

"Don't do that. It's okay to close a little later. Tomorrow is your long-awaited fiftieth birthday. How about I have a drink with you?"

Hearing Sato's reply intensified Shuji Kano's unease. He waved his hand, smiled at Sato, and then began to mock himself.

"You're fifty years old, why would you care about your birthday?"

"Oh? Is that so? I thought you should be quite impatient! After all, once midnight tonight, the statute of limitations for the 12-year-old 'Sorrowful Lover' incident will expire! How about we have a drink to celebrate, Mr. Cano!"

Sato Miwako smiled so hard her eyes narrowed.

"Huh? Miwako, what are you talking about? What Kano?"

Shuji Kano's expression changed instantly.

"Uncle Kano, don't you know? Those are three mysterious words that my dad wrote in his notebook! If you write them in Roman letters, they are 'kano,' which seems to be the nickname my dad gave you when you were on the baseball team in high school."

Sato Miwako's face had an unusual glow.

"The reason my father targeted you was because he saw footage on surveillance footage of you shooting and killing a guard with a shotgun."

"I used to hear my dad say that although Uncle Kano's hitting posture was strange, he was indeed the team's number one hitter!"

Shuji Kano let out a few hoarse, dry laughs.

"Hahaha! Miwako! You're really going too far! Based on this alone, you're going to treat Uncle Kano as the murderer?"

"Besides, what you're saying is all hypothetical, without any evidence! Moreover, the statute of limitations for that case expired three years ago! It's really inappropriate for you to come here now and say these strange things!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Sato Miwako smiled like a little fox.

"For others, the expiration date has indeed been three years! But for Uncle Kano, it hasn't expired yet."

"Uncle Kano should know this very well, right? In Japan, the time a suspect spends abroad cannot be included in the calculation of the statute of limitations!"

"You fled to Italy to escape punishment and stayed there for three years to lay low, so your sentence is still valid today."

Shuji Kano glanced at the clock on the wall, subconsciously swallowed, and couldn't resist reaching for the wine in the ice bucket.

He was extremely nervous and his mouth was dry.

After grabbing the wine and ice bucket from the table, Sato Miwako gave Kano Shuji a playful smile.

"That won't do, Uncle Kano! We haven't finished talking yet, and you're drunk now, that won't do."

As she spoke, Miwako Sato glanced at the clock.

"Are you waiting for the clock to turn? There are only ten minutes left until midnight!"

"Unfortunately, you won't live to see that day."

"I sent someone to your house before I came, and they found several hundred million yen under the Buddhist altar. Uncle Kano is really rich."

Shuji Kano's face turned pale instantly.

His worst fears have finally come true.

The stolen money is the most crucial evidence.

"How...how do you know so much detail?"

"Who exactly helped you solve the mystery?"

Sato Miwako's smile suddenly vanished, and her expression turned serious.

She put the ice bucket on the table and took out two things.

He held an arrest warrant in one hand and handcuffs left by his father in the other.

"Uncle Luye, do you still recognize this? These are the handcuffs my father left behind."

"If he hadn't been unhandcuffed that day, and hadn't so readily believed you would turn yourself in, he wouldn't have died."

"Your father clearly had the opportunity to call out your name, but he didn't because he believed in you. Even when you ran away, he only told you to turn yourself in..."

"As a result, this fragmented sentence was misinterpreted by those nearby as 'a melancholy young man'..."

As Sato Miwako spoke, her eyes blurred with tears.

My father's face seemed to appear before my eyes.

Shuji Kano suddenly stood up and grabbed the wine bottle from the ice bucket.

"No, I can't go to jail. I'll be free in a few minutes!"

He assumed a stance of holding a baseball bat, brandished the wine bottle, and viciously hurled it at Sato Miwako.

Sato Miwako was somewhat stunned; she hadn't expected the seemingly old and frail fifty-year-old woman to suddenly erupt in anger.

Having no gun in hand, he could only raise his handcuffs to block them.

Bang.

The wine bottle was blocked by a hand.

Sato Miwako then fell into a warm embrace.

Chi Chufeng had his left arm around the policewoman and his right hand gripping a large, heavy wine bottle.

A chilling smile appeared on his face.

By putting up a stubborn resistance, you are courting death!

Shuji Kano pulled hard on the bottle, but couldn't budge it at all.

"Who, who are you?" he asked in a panic.

"Me? I'm the one who helped Miwako solve the mystery."

Chi Chufeng gave a cold laugh.

Let's release version 4.0 of Fog Tengu!

A wisp of mist enveloped him and Miwako.

Water jet spell!

One after another, jets of water appeared inside the bottle.

It surged in like a torrent.

A moment later, a loud bang was heard.

The entire bottle of wine suddenly shattered.

The immense impact sent Shuji Kano flying against the opposite wall.

It stuck to the wall with a smack, just like a pie.