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

Looking back now, it seems rather abrupt. Was it a site that was designed from the very beginning?

However, for nearly two hours, from the time he returned to the living room until the discovery of the strange old man's body, Akashi Hiroto stayed in the living room with everyone else.

The only place where there is no alibi is Uncle Maori taking a bath in the bathroom.

Moreover, it's very convenient to get from the bathroom to the second floor; you can even bypass the living room area.

The older man seems to be the only person who could have committed the crime.

Conan shook his head.

Impossible. This is the uncle's first time here, and he wouldn't dare to kill anyone.

So this really was a suicide case?

Amid the pattering sound of water, several Gunma Prefecture police cars pulled up in front of the old house. Forensic investigators and police officers entered the house one after another, and after meeting with Hiroto Akashi, they hurried up to the second floor.

The police officer leading the team was still the same rookie cop, Shancuncao.

"Haha, Lord Chichu, it's so good to see you. I rushed over as soon as I received the report!"

The mountain villager with the comical fox-like face excitedly sought out Akaso Kaze even before entering the crime scene...

"As long as it's for Lord Chichu, even if heavy rain blocks the mountain roads, our mountain village will rush over immediately!!"

Chi Chufeng was speechless.

Is there no one else in Gunma Prefecture?

It's best not to come to this villa area too often.

"Oh my!" Yamamura exclaimed in surprise when he saw Kogoro Mouri waiting at the scene for forensic investigators to collect evidence. "Even Detective Mouri is here. That's wonderful. I brought my camera with me. This is a suicide case, isn't it?"

"Please, it can't be confirmed as a homicide yet."

Uncle Mori's eyebrows twitched.

"The deceased was the homeowner, Akashi Takeo, and the first person to discover the body was Ran, who was there to clear the dishes."

"The first time I came, the lights were on and I went back downstairs. The second time I came, the lights in the room were off. Then I found the hanged body. The time of death was about 30 minutes before it was discovered."

Akashi Yano's body was placed on the ground by forensic personnel, and Mori Kogoro then carefully examined the condition of his oral cavity.

“That’s strange,” Conan interjected, “why is this old man bleeding from his mouth?”

2.8 “Huh?” Sonoko asked, “What’s so strange about it? Don’t people who hang themselves bleed from the corner of their mouths? You see scenes like that in movies and on TV.”

“That’s fake,” Conan explained. “People who hang themselves will have swollen faces because of blood rushing to their brains, but they won’t bleed unless there’s a wound in their mouth. The TV shows just make it so that people know the person is dead right away. Uh, I heard it from my brother Akashi, hehe.”

Chi Chufeng glanced at Conan: "If you keep talking, it will really develop into acute pharyngitis. You'll know what trouble it is when you lose your voice."

"Oh." Conan quieted down.

Chapter 586: Was it clearly suicide?

“Mr. Akashi,” Akashi Kaze said in a deep voice, looking at the bleeding gums, “did your father have a tooth extracted recently?”

Akashi Hiroto was a little dazed by the local dialect of the mountain village. Hearing this, he came to his senses and said, "I think I saw a dentist a few days ago because my dad said that cavities are very painful and I should see a dentist."

"is it?"

Chi Chufeng turned on his flashlight and silently watched the bleeding gums, no longer speaking.

Meanwhile, Shan Cuncao was still asking the dentist about the situation, but he didn't get any useful information.

Putting away his flashlight, Chi Chufeng stood up and looked up at the rope hanging from the beam. After a pause, his gaze shifted to the rope of the light fixture hanging to the side.

Unlike the other rooms, the pull rope here is shorter, and the knot for the extension line in the middle is also different.

The rope in the living room is tied with a simple dead knot, while the rope in the living room is tied with a fishing line knot. Since all the ropes in this house are made of fishing line, a 29 fishing line knot would have been the most suitable choice.

Looking at the fishing line knot, Chi Chufeng gradually formed an impression.

Oh, so that's the case.

"How could it be suicide? I was telling my colleagues that we were going to record a mystery show."

Hearing Uncle Mori's deduction, Shan Cuncao, standing nearby, held the camera with a look of frustration and dejection.

“No, this isn’t necessarily suicide,” Conan said.

"Hmm?" Uncle Mori asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything suspicious?"

Conan looked at the pull cord and said, "The light cords in the house were all lengthened because of the old man, right? But the pull cord in this room is obviously much shorter."

“Oh, that,” Hiroto Akashi explained, “It’s because my dad finds this rope annoying when he gets up at night, so only the light cord in his room is shorter.”

"I see," Uncle Mori said, his questioning gaze vanishing. "So it really was suicide?"

Yamamura Misao lifted the ground and then fell back down, saying disappointedly, "Yes, then everyone please wait downstairs. I'll call you if anything comes up."

"That's fine, it's already quite late."

Suicide?

Conan stood with his hands in his pockets next to the body and noticed fine marks on the body's wrists as the forensic team moved the body.

It looked like a mark left by some kind of thin thread.

He grabbed the old man's arm and looked at it, his gaze slightly narrowed.

"It's too early to call it suicide, Officer Yamamura."

"Huh?" Uncle Mori and his group stopped in their tracks.

“This is,” Yamamura Misao said in surprise, “it looks like it was tied up with something! It seems so.”

“It should be the marks of a rubber band,” Akashi Hiroto interrupted, a cold sweat trickling down his face. “My dad likes to tie everything with rubber bands, and he always has rubber bands tied around his wrists.”

"Rubber band?"

“Officer,” the officer said, “there are indeed quite a few rubber bands under the pillow.”

"This, this is it."

The mountain village was deflated again: "This old man is really strange."

“My father did have some mental problems,” Akashi Hiroto said, looking at the old man’s body. “He said some strange things during dinner, so I talked to him for a long time before leaving.”

Really?

"Yes, he said he might as well just die, but I never thought it would actually turn out like this."

The night was deep, and the rain kept washing over the forest and the only old house villa in the forest.

As the clock struck midnight, it was already 1 a.m. The people waiting in the living room began to yawn, but the investigation was still not over.

Kogoro Mouri acts as a temporary forensic doctor, helping to examine the body, while Conan follows him around like a shadow, trying to speak but unable to utter a sound.

"Are you mute now? Serves you right for being so talkative."

Chi Chufeng shook his head and smiled, "It's nothing, just a temporary loss of voice. I'll go to the hospital to get checked out tomorrow."

Conan, looking anxious, exclaimed, "Ahhh..."

"Don't worry, I won't let this case be closed as a suicide. I know who the murderer is."

Akatsuka's gaze was fixed on Akashi Yano's bleeding gums.

"Such a good opportunity to reason, it's a pity you've lost your voice."

Chi Chufeng shrugged.

Conan clutched his throat, looking utterly helpless.

“We’re still missing one crucial thing,” Akatsuka ignored Conan and focused on searching the room. “It should be in this room.”

Chi Chufeng used a predictive magic.

In the living room on the first floor, Yamamura Misao found the tired group and asked apologetically, "Everyone has worked hard. I wonder if you remember anything? Like suspicious people around you, or strange noises?"

"Well..."

“Speaking of which,” Xiaolan recalled under Shan Cuncao’s expectant gaze, “the first time I went upstairs, I heard a sobbing sound coming from that old man’s room, like he was crying.”

"Crying, the sound of crying?"

"He must have been crying when he decided to commit suicide," Uncle Mori said listlessly, resting his chin on his hand.

"In short, it's quite clear that Mr. Yanfu hanged himself in the bedroom on the second floor around 9:30 p.m. At that time, Ran, Conan, Sonoko, Hiroto, and Akatsuki were all in this living room and have alibis."

"At the time, I had no motive to commit the crime in the shower area, and I didn't even know where the rope was. Moreover, Xiaolan went to check twice; the first time the light was on, but the second time it was off."

"This looks like suicide no matter how you look at it. We can only conclude that Mr. Yan turned off the bedroom light and then hanged himself. So, let's finish the search quickly and go back."

Chapter 587 A Tooth in Curry

"This is a murder."

Akatsuki led Conan and opened the paper door to the living room, interrupting everyone's conversation.

"Mr. Yan Fu was murdered."

"What?!" Uncle Mori turned to look at Akatsuka Kaze. "How could it be murder?!"