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

"they?"

"It's Asuka Shibasaki and Ema Anzai."

Harumi Fukatsu glanced outside somewhat uneasily.

"Asuka is the daughter of Congressman Shibasaki, and Ema Anzai is the daughter of the president of Anzai Global, a large construction company. They've always been resentful of each other at school because the older sister is more popular, and they often clash because of her sense of justice. Please, Lord Akaso, I can only beg you!"

Akatsukaze looked at Fukatsu Harumi, who was pleading anxiously, and sighed inwardly.

"Don't worry, they will be punished accordingly."

"Thank you so much!" Fukatsu Harumi cried tears of joy and bowed deeply. "Lord Akatsuchi, thank you so much!"

29

Chi Chufeng smiled slightly.

Around 10 p.m., in the hotel corridor, Akaso Kaze, who was about to take a bath, ran into Akechi Eri, who was coming out of the lounge, also carrying a bath towel.

"Lady Akatsuchi," Eri Akechi greeted, "are you here for a hot spring bath too?"

"Ms. Eri has already taken a bath?"

"Hmm, I suddenly feel a bit cold."

Chi Chufeng glanced at her but said nothing.

Walk through the lounge to the open-air hot springs in the valley below.

"Da da."

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Eri Akechi turned her gaze to the shrine in the middle of the snowy courtyard, narrowed her eyes slightly, and continued to carry her bath towel back to her room.

Encountering Chi Chufeng was an accident, but the plan could not be stopped now.

And she wasn't afraid of being discovered.

As long as I can get revenge, it's all worth it.

At the bathroom door, Akaso Kaze ran into Fukatsu Harumi.

"The women's bathroom is booked out; we won't be able to go in until after 11:30," Fukatsu Harumi said with some regret.

Chi Chufeng smiled slightly, "I just booked the men's side. If Miss Chunmei doesn't mind, you can come with me."

Harumi Fukatsu blushed immediately.

She secretly gazed at Chi Chufeng's handsome face, remaining silent.

Chi Chufeng didn't insist and went inside first.

After taking off my clothes and wrapping myself in a towel, I entered the hot spring.

Not long after, Harumi Fukatsu walked in timidly.

She was wrapped in a bath towel and shyly went into the water.

She seemed a little nervous; as soon as she entered the water, she slipped and fell into Chi Chufeng's arms.

Chi Chufeng naturally embraced her.

"Lord Chichu~"

The girl cried out sweetly in his arms.

"Don't move." Chi Chufeng pulled her into his lap.

You can feel the girl trembling.

The hot spring began to ripple.

It was past 11 o'clock when a scream suddenly came from the side.

After changing their clothes, Akatsuka and Fukatsu Harumi walked out of the bathroom.

The proprietress stared wide-eyed in horror at the door of the women's bathroom next door.

"Lord Chichu, someone has died!"

Chi Chufeng went in and took a look.

Asuka Shibasaki's body still floated on the steaming water, her body wrapped in a bunch of brightly colored long-sleeved kimonos.

Harumi Fukatsu stared wide-eyed in surprise.

She looked at Chi Chufeng in disbelief.

In the evening, Lord Chichu said that the two would be punished. She thought it would take a long time, but it happened immediately.

Could it really be the curse of the Onmyoji?

The proprietress hurriedly gathered the guests, only to discover Anzai Ema's body in the ancestral hall.

After calling the village police station, everyone gathered at the entrance of the courtyard, their faces filled with worry.

The veteran police officer from the local police station arrived at the hotel quickly.

"Excuse me for disturbing everyone," the old policeman said, saluting. "It is my honor to meet Lord Akatsuki here. I am a police officer from the local police station. My surname is Ogura. Please take care of me!"

Chi Chufeng nodded and said, "Let's protect the scene first."

The group arrived at the ancestral hall and could see Anzai Ema's body lying on a long-sleeved kimono under the flashlight beam.

Strangely, there were only footprints on the snow in the courtyard leading from the main hall to the ancestral hall, which should have been left by Anzai Ema.

Because it started snowing again, the old policeman had to ask the landlady to bring some towels to protect the footprints at the scene.

Chi Chufeng asked, "Have you notified the county police?"

"I've already contacted them, but they said the snow is too deep outside and they probably won't be able to come until after dawn," the old policeman said with some helplessness.

"It's getting light. There's nothing we can do. Everyone, please go to the Japanese-style living room and wait," said Aka Chufeng.

In the living room, the editors, including Yasuda, were discussing in hushed tones that Anzai Ema passed through the social hall to the ancestral hall around 10:30 a.m., and no one else passed through the hall after that until the uncle came looking for her.

The crime occurred between 10:30 and 11:30. Judging from the condition of the body, it should be more accurate to say between 10:30 and 11:00.

Chapter 572 The Invisible Ghost?

Akachu Kaze walked over from the lounge of the open-air hot spring.

The door to the women's bathhouse had been removed and placed to the side, with a sign hanging on it that read "Private Room Available from 10 to 11 PM," and below it was a paper doll wearing a demon mask and kimono sleeves.

The proprietress discovered the problem when she came to remove the sign.

Asuka Shibasaki's body still floated on the steaming water, her body wrapped in a bunch of brightly colored long-sleeved kimonos.

The deaths of these two people are quite similar to the local legend of the kimono sleeve god, or perhaps the murderer intended to exploit the legend. A kimono sleeve Hannya paper figure was placed on Anzai Ema's body.

As Akatsuka looked at the long sleeves of the kimono unfolding like a scroll in the bath, he suddenly remembered Suzuka Sakurako, the university senior that Fukatsu Harumi had mentioned.

If Suzuka Sakurako, who committed suicide, is like the kimono-clad goddess Kohana, then Shibasaki and Anzai are like the two legendary village chief's daughters.

They died a worthy death, so Chi Chufeng did not interfere.

"Ok?"

Chi Chufeng looked down and noticed that something seemed to have fallen from the bottom of the pool.

He pointed underwater and said, "I think this should be the murder weapon."

There were two items underwater: a knife used as the murder weapon and a stun gun.

Judging from the wounds on the bodies, Anzai and Shibasaki were likely killed by the same murder weapon.

"So the murder weapon was here!" The old policeman's face hardened. "That means Miss Asuka was murdered after Miss Anzai, after 10:30. But the proprietress and the waiter were in the lounge the whole time; nobody passed through there. Could it really be a ghost?!"

"What nonsense! It must have been deliberately designed."

Chi Chufeng glanced at a blood-stained printed headscarf fluttering at the edge of his long-sleeved kimono.

It's the one that Anzai Ema always wears on her head.

Judging from the scene, the murderer first killed Anzai Ema in the shrine, then killed Shibasaki Asuka here, and threw the murder weapon into the pond.

The key point is that whether entering or leaving the open-air hot spring, you will definitely pass through the open-air bathhouse, and the proprietress who was in the lobby did not see anyone pass by.

Furthermore, there are also suspicious points in the snowy area of ​​the courtyard. After 10:30, only Anxi broke through the hall to the ancestral hall, and only Anxi's footprints were left on the snow.

All the clues pointed to one possibility.

The killer is an invisible ghost.

Chi Chufeng glanced again at the kimono-clad Hannya at the entrance of the bathhouse and the private room sign hanging on the door, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.

In the hotel's lobby, Yasuda and his group did not go to the Japanese-style living room to wait, but remained seated on the sofa in the lobby, the atmosphere silent.

The old policeman said, "I've already checked. There are no suspicious traces on the cliff. If someone had bypassed the lounge to go to the open-air hot spring, it should have been obvious."

"In addition, the landlady just confirmed that the murder knife found in the bathhouse is the same sacred knife that was originally enshrined in the ancestral hall."

The female editor said in a deep voice, "Adding to the bloodstained headscarf of Ms. Ema in the pool, if it was used to cover the murder weapon, the order of the crime should be Ms. Ema first, then Ms. Asuka."

“But how did the murderer do it?” Fukatsu Harumi clenched her fingers tightly. “Maybe it’s a curse from the kimono sleeve deity. Only the kimono sleeve deity can do something like this.”

“Well,” the proprietress hesitated, “I saw two new dolls used to enshrine the kimono-clad goddess at the shrine in the village during the day.”