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

“Yes.” Tsukamoto Kazumi nodded affirmatively.

In the principal's office, the old principal exclaimed in surprise:

"Saw me in the yard? No, I didn't go out today. Besides, I was chairing a faculty meeting when it was raining, which was about the paranormal events that have been causing a stir recently."

“That’s strange,” Tsukamoto Kazumi said, puzzled. “It might be someone else.”

"Should we ask Seko? The infirmary on the first floor is right in front of the courtyard; maybe he saw that person too," Tsukamoto Kazumi asked.

Chi Chufeng nodded.

"Are you investigating this ghost incident?" the principal asked with interest...

"Yes! Something happened again just now!" Xiaolan said, still shaken.

"The tables and chairs that Hideaki Hosaka had placed in the sports storage room suddenly appeared in the yard for some reason, and there was a note on the table that read, 'My hatred has not been eliminated.'"

"Huh? Who is playing this prank again?" The principal asked, looking displeased.

On the first floor, the three found Shigu Guofan resting in the infirmary.

"I've been sleeping on the bed in the infirmary."

Shigu Guofan sat up from the hospital bed. "Besides, even if you went out, you wouldn't be able to see anything. Look for yourselves, the windows are all blocked by trees. And since this is the first floor, you can't see the yard at all. Even if there are suspicious people wandering around in the yard, you won't see them at all."

"Strange, where's the nurse from the infirmary?"

“He said he was going to learn to drive, so he went home first. He also told me to go home and rest early, because my home is right next to the school.”

Shigu Guofan sighed softly and looked outside.

"However, it's no wonder that something like 2.8 happened. Hosaka's ghost should still be at the school."

“Hey, Seko,” Tsukamoto Kazumi scoffed, “how can you believe in something like this?”

"I was just kidding," Shiko Kunihiro chuckled, then looked at Ran and said, "Could it be that someone is actually scared by the rumors?"

Xiaolan looked slightly embarrassed: "N-no, that's not true."

"Speaking of which, that art student was rather strange; he seemed quite scared,"

Akatsuka looked around the infirmary and asked Shiko Kunishiro, "By the way, I heard you and Hosaka were childhood friends, right?"

Chapter 566 Doubting Senior Math Student?

“That’s right. We went to elementary and middle school together, but we didn’t see each other much when we went to high school because I was in a car accident right after I enrolled and stayed in the hospital for almost half a year. I only found out about Hosaka’s situation when I was discharged and returned to school.”

Shiko Kunihiro paused for a moment, then asked curiously, "The art student you mentioned, is it Mononobe Masao who paints alone in the art room?"

"It seems so. We don't know his name either. Do you know him?" Tsukamoto Kazumi asked.

"Yes, because he and Hosaka are both in the art club."

"Is that so?" Chi Chufeng continued, "In that case, could you please go to the art room later? I have some questions for you."

"Ah good."

Shigu Guofan nodded blankly, only then noticing Chi Chufeng. 29

"You, you are Lord Chi Chu?"

Chi Chufeng nodded.

Turning away from the infirmary, I walked through the corridor and looked back at the muddy ground in the yard.

“That art student is definitely suspicious,” Xiaolan said from behind.

"But that Shigu guy from earlier is also suspicious. The sports storage room where the tables and chairs are placed is very close to the infirmary, and this corridor leads directly to the courtyard."

"By the way, Kazumi," Akatsuka asked Tsukamoto Kazumi, "why did you end up at the sports storage area earlier?"

“Oh, this,” Tsukamoto Kazumi paused for a moment, “I was looking for Seko, but I saw you guys over at the warehouse.”

"Conan, you don't actually suspect Kazumi-senpai, do you?"

“I already know who caused the paranormal events,” Chi Chufeng said, standing at the exit of the corridor for a while before turning back to the two of them. “Let’s meet up in the art room now.”

"You...you already know?" Tsukamoto Kazumi and Ran looked at each other in bewilderment.

In the art room, Shigu Guofan, carrying an umbrella, pushed open the door and entered.

"excuse me."

"Seko?" Masaki from the Art and Biology Club asked in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

"They said that if you come here, you can find out the truth about the ghostly disturbance."

Shiko Kunishiro put down his umbrella and sat down. He looked at Tsukamoto Kazumi and Ran, who were also in the art room, and noticed that Akatsuki Kaze was not there. "Where is Lord Akatsuki? Didn't he come?"

"Lord Akatsuchi said he'd come back later," Tsukamoto Kazumi said, noticing Seko Kunishiro carrying an umbrella and a schoolbag. "Seko, are you already getting ready to go back?"

"Yes, it might take quite a while, so I plan to go back as soon as I'm done here."

"Is everyone here?" Chi Chufeng walked into the art room, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

"First of all, it can be confirmed that the sighing sports warehouse, the hateful library, the cursed staircase, and the tables and chairs that just appeared in the yard are all man-made."

"Huh? But what about the tables and chairs in the yard? There are no footprints on the muddy ground."

"Because the footprints were washed away by the heavy rain."

Chi Chufeng looked at everyone and laughed, "The prisoner didn't move the table and chairs to the center of the yard after the rain stopped, but when it started raining. Although there were only showers today, the rain was quite heavy in the middle, which could have washed away the footprints left at the beginning."

Xiaolan asked doubtfully, "But won't the table get wet?"

"Didn't Sumi say she saw the principal standing in the courtyard?"

Akatsukaze turned to Tsukamoto Kazumi beside him, "How can you be so sure it's the principal just because you saw an umbrella upstairs? You probably just saw an umbrella and thought it was the principal, right?"

Kazumi Tsukamoto, who had her arms crossed, paused for a moment, then said, "That's right."

"The prisoner used the same umbrella as the principal to shield himself from the rain because he was worried that he might be seen. The principal often stands in the yard, so it wouldn't be strange if someone saw him."

Chi Chufeng looked at the umbrella with water stains next to Shigu Guofan.

"Of course, a rope was also attached to the umbrella so that it could be retrieved after the rain stopped, thus creating the illusion that a ghost was moving the tables and chairs."

"The evidence is that along the 740-mile stretch from the muddy ground to the corridor outside the health center, there are subtle traces of mud on the ground, and there is also rainwater that has been shaken off on the corridor floor. However, no matter how hard you try, you can't dry an umbrella completely, and rainwater will still seep out after a while."

Shigu Guofan's expression changed, and he silently looked at his umbrella.

"My umbrella was a little dirty, so I washed it."

"From the very first thing you said in the infirmary, I knew it was you, Seko-kun,"

Chi Chufeng said calmly.

"You used feeling unwell as an excuse to stay in the infirmary all afternoon, just to wait for an opportunity. Because the weather forecast only said there would be a sudden rain from the afternoon to the evening, you weren't sure exactly when, so you would occasionally pretend to go to the toilet to make sure no one was in the yard."

"When you saw it start to rain today, you pretended to run into us outside the restroom. Only after you were sure no one would see you did you go to the sports storage room, move the tables and chairs to the yard, and then go back to the nearby infirmary to collect the umbrellas after the rain stopped."

Chapter 567 The Soft Ran Mouri in the Classroom

“Hey, hey,” Shiko Kunihiro interrupted, “Do you think I did it just because of this? Anyone else could have done it, right?”

“You’re the only one who cares about who was frightened,” Akazuka said, looking directly at him. “You investigated the cause of Hosaka Hideaki’s death after you were discharged from the hospital, right?”

Shigu Guofan's face froze.

"I just checked with the hospital where you were hospitalized, and they still have Hosaka's first visit record, which happened around the time he borrowed those four obscure books,"

Chi Chufeng continued, "If one is not familiar with the books that Hosaka borrowed beforehand, almost no one could find these four books to create a paranormal event."

"Shi...Shigu?!" The art student stood up, his voice trembling as he looked at Shigu Guofan before pressing Chi Chufeng for an answer, "Then what about the cursed staircase in the sports warehouse?"

"The sports warehouse being the starting point of the paranormal events is probably just a coincidence,"

Chi Chufeng looked at Shi Guguo Fan, who had his head down.

"As for the water getting under the stairs, it's probably because ice was placed behind the fire extinguisher on the wall after school. The ice melted the next day, which is why the floor got wet. The wall was coated with wax, so no one noticed that the water was coming from the fire extinguisher."

Shigu Guofan raised his head, his expression filled with resentment.

“That morning I went to the sports storage room for my morning exercise, only to find Hosaka’s desk hidden there, covered in dust. Hosaka’s death was not an accident, but when he was discharged from the hospital, no matter how I asked, everyone said he had accidentally fallen down the stairs.”

"Some people mistakenly thought it was Hosaka's ghost causing trouble, so I wanted to create a paranormal event to find the guy who hid the tables and chairs in the warehouse, the guy who bullied Hosaka and pushed him down the stairs!"

"No, no," the art student said, clutching his head.

“No one pushed Hosaka, it was all my fault! That morning, we were planning to move two new plaster statues to the art room to scare the teacher, but I was so nervous that I went too far and went up the stairs to the third floor. I only realized it when Hosaka reminded me, but I fell in a panic.”

"Hosaka cushioned my fall, but ended up getting hit on the head by the plaster statue. So no one harmed Hosaka; it's all my fault!"

"What's the deal with the tables and chairs in the sports storage room?" Shiko Kunihiro asked incredulously.

“We moved there because we didn’t want it to disappear,” Kazumi Tsukamoto said sadly.

"Hosaka's signature was written in pencil and would be erased immediately if left unattended. After that incident, everyone found a notebook in his desk with portraits of every classmate drawn on it, so they pooled their money to buy new desks and chairs and asked the teacher to keep his desk and chairs and put them in the sports storage room so that they could graduate with us."

“You never mentioned before that you and Hosaka were childhood friends, and I only found out now, which is why I wanted to talk to you about it today.”

"You came to me just for this?" Shigeshige Seko asked, bewildered. "Wasn't someone bullying Hosaka?"

“Yes,” the art student lowered his head, “I’m the one who killed Hosaka. I was the one who suggested the prank. If you want to hate someone, hate me.”