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

Is it that easy?

Did you just scoop up a handful of snow outside and think you'd completed your mission?

"Perhaps it collapsed from the mountain when the Snow Woman died."

Chi Chufeng's interpretation is even more casual.

Koizumi Akako wasn't stupid; upon hearing Akazuka's words, she immediately understood.

Although it's unclear how he obtained it, it must have been a gift from Chi Chufeng.

Koizumi Akako looked at the man with eyes full of love.

This trip was initially a little disappointing because we weren't able to complete the mission, but now it's completely perfect.

"Akachu-san, I have to go back and hand in the mission. Next time..."

Koizumi Akako suddenly blushed and lowered her voice, saying, "Next time we meet, I can grant you one wish... any wish at all."

After saying that, she blushed, jumped onto the broom, turned around, and flew away.

This broom was obviously a new one bought from the hotel.

Watching her retreating figure, Chi Chufeng smiled slightly.

These girls just like to make random wishes.

Or any wish.

However, ...it's really something to look forward to.

Chi Chufeng turned to look at the soul space.

Inside that eerie box made of spatial portals, there was a pile of white snow shimmering with fluorescence.

Magical creatures, nurtured.

As soon as Chi Chufeng finished speaking, the pile of shimmering snowflakes quickly condensed.

They first became a sphere, then stretched into an oval, and then some parts sank in, some parts bulged out, some parts grew arms, and some parts grew legs.

Finally, a little girl of seven or eight years old appeared in the space.

Its entire body was snow-white and completely naked.

[A young Snow Maiden, a magical creature skilled in ice and snow magic, especially adept at throwing snowballs.]

Chi Chufeng was speechless.

Is this also a magical creature?

That's a bit too childish.

You should at least look like you're in your teens, that's for sure.

What the hell is seven or eight years old?

It's almost the same size as Ayumi!

The little snow maiden moved her little arms and legs, then turned her head to look around, looking very curious.

Chi Chufeng found it quite amusing and flicked her forehead with his telepathic hand.

The little snow maiden was stunned for a moment, then her little mouth twitched, and she burst into tears with a "waaaah".

Oh my god, it's so noisy.

Chi Chufeng quickly exited the space.

Never mind, I'll just leave it there for now.

Who knows what this thing is for?

We'll study it again after some time.

I had just driven back to Tokyo when someone came to visit me.

"Hello, Lord Chichu."

The woman greeted him, then took out a business card and handed it to Chi Chufeng.

"My name is Shichie Kuju, and my husband is Motoyasu Kuju. We are a magician who is somewhat famous in the world."

Chapter 234 An Evil Spirit That Can Poison?

"So you're Mr. Tsukumo's wife. May I ask what brings you here?"

Chi Chufeng picked up the business card and looked at it; this magician was indeed quite famous.

"Yes, yes, I feel that something unclean killed my husband." Shichie Tsukumo's voice trembled slightly.

"Something unclean?" Chi Chufeng frowned.

Although I'm an Onmyoji, I've never dealt with something like this before.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Madam Ninety-Nine, could you please recount the details of your husband's death?"

"Okay, this happened a week ago."

"My husband and his apprentice went out to perform together. When we returned, my husband was found dead in the basement where he usually practiced magic..."

Shichie Kuju slowly recounted the cause and effect of the matter.

“Strange noises often came from that basement a while ago. Later, my husband died in that basement room 467, and his death was very strange. I suspect that it must have been done by an evil spirit!”

When Shichie Kujukō got to this point, she couldn't help but shudder.

Chi Chufeng's brows furrowed even more.

If I remember correctly, this is probably a case.

"Madam Ninety-Nine, the police should have already investigated, right? What did they say?"

“The police said my husband committed suicide by poisoning, but before that, my husband showed absolutely no signs of wanting to end his life.”

"And tomorrow is our precious daughter Fumino's birthday. He even bought her a birthday present a month ago. How could someone like that commit suicide?!"

Kujuku Shichie explained earnestly.

"Also, although the door to that basement is difficult to open from the outside, it is easy to open from the inside."

“No external injuries or signs of binding were found on my husband’s body, and no traces of sleeping pills were detected in his body. If he had been poisoned, he would have been able to leave the basement easily and ask for help!”

"So, it must all be the work of an evil spirit! It must be that an evil spirit lured my husband into drinking poison and then prevented him from leaving the basement!"

Chi Chufeng was speechless.

What the hell!

If an evil spirit truly wanted to kill someone, would it need to use poison?

Chi Chufeng asked somewhat helplessly, "What did your husband look like when he died? Can you tell me?"

"He died lying on the ground with his hands behind his back, as if bound by some invisible force."

As she spoke, Shichie Tsukumo took a photo out of her bag and placed it on the table. "This is a photo of the crime scene taken by the police. I'll take one."

Chi Chufeng glanced at the photo, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Oh, I remember now, it was that case.

"Madam Ninety-Nine, I have a general understanding of the situation. If possible, I would like to pay a visit to your residence in person to see how things are going. Is that alright?"

“Of course.” Tsukumo Nanae said with delight. “Lord Akatsuki, if my husband was really killed by an evil spirit, please be sure to eliminate it. My daughter Tsukumo Fumino and I are in your hands.”

Daughter ninety-nine Fumino?

Chi Chufeng's heart skipped a beat; why did it feel so familiar?

The Mori Detective Agency next door.

Kogoro Mouri was leaning back on the sofa, looking at a newspaper about horse racing.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Uncle Mori said, "Please come in."

Then someone pushed the door open and came in.

"Hello, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm Sanada Ichizo. I made an appointment with Mr. Mori yesterday."

"Hello, Mr. Sanada." Uncle Mori quickly stood up. "You haven't come all day. I thought you weren't coming."

"I'm sorry, I had other things to do, so I arrived too late."

Sanada Ichizo bowed and said, "Mr. Mori, if it's convenient for you now, could you please go to my teacher Tsukumo Motoyasu's house to investigate the truth behind his death?"

"Uh, of course, no problem." Uncle Mori turned his head to look at the sky and nodded in agreement.

Is there a case?

Upon hearing this, Conan immediately perked up: "I want to go too! I want to go too!"

Uncle Mori glared at Conan: "Kid, I'm going to investigate a case. What are you doing following me? Trying to cause trouble?"

As soon as Uncle Mori finished speaking, Ran walked over and said with a smile, "Dad, Conan wants to go, so why don't we go together? Speaking of which, I'd also like to see what the house of the magic master Motoyasu Tsukumo is like."