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

As he spoke, the old dean looked at Mizuki, who had been to the site for investigation.

"And the person who found Matsukura Hana at Onuma Satoru's house, after waking up in the hospital, also confirmed this. After being imprisoned along with the victim named Miko, Miko was suddenly taken away by Onuma Satoru. The situation is roughly the same as previously deduced. The police are very grateful for our assistance."

"Dean," Misumi asked proactively, "Where is Lord Akatsuchi?"

The old dean paused for a moment: "It seems that Lord Chichu went directly to the hospital. He should be back in Mihua by now."

"Is Lord Chichu not coming?" the intern asked, raising his hand.

The old dean nodded solemnly and explained to the anatomy team, "Lord Akatsuki said that the work of a forensic doctor has given him a lot of insights, and that the ability to solve cases is all thanks to everyone. He has already reported this to the Metropolitan Police Department."

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The female forensic pathologist asked regretfully, "Will there be another opportunity to cooperate in the future?"

“Yes,” Misumi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled confidently at everyone, “there will definitely be another opportunity to cooperate.”

"can you?"

Several female assistants slumped over the table, complaining, "If only Lord Akaso worked at the medical institute."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Dr. Misumi," someone asked Misumi, who was silently packing his things to leave, "you spent the whole day alone with Lord Akatsuchi yesterday. How was it?"

“It’s a joint investigation by three people,” Misumi retorted with a wry smile. “Don’t get your wild ideas. It seems that Lord Akatsuki already has a girlfriend.”

"Huh?" Exclamations erupted in the office. "No way?!"

Misumi smiled lightly, ignoring her colleagues' disappointment, and left the medical building, preparing to head to the nearby funeral home where "Sanmao Cat" was about to be revitalized.

In the end, the true identity of the three-haired cat was never found, as if it had been forgotten. Only Matsukura Hana, who had gone through life and death with him, came to the funeral home in a wheelchair to say goodbye to the dead.

Chapter 615: In-depth discussion of the case with a beautiful woman

Inside the funeral home, seeing Matsukura Hana choking back tears, Misumi thought back to yesterday's investigation.

Inside the snow car, they found a black ties used for tying things up, which matched the abrasions on Sanmao's wrist. Only then could she be completely certain that there really was another girl.

In addition, the second half of the distress letter was found in the carriage. In the darkness, the three-haired cat seemed not to notice that the writing was on another piece of paper.

"Yuki-otoko's house, save Hana, she's here."

All the prior inferences were verified.

Without Lord Akaso's reasoning, we might never have understood Sanmao's true thoughts at the beginning. This case was definitely not solely due to the medical center's efforts.

“Only by experiencing loss can one know the preciousness of life,” Chi Chufeng said as he appeared outside the funeral home holding a bouquet of flowers. “I don’t know if this counts as a good thing.”

"Lord Akatsuki?" Misumi turned around in surprise.

"I just happened to be passing by and wanted to take a look."

Akatsuka placed Hyakuka next to the portrait in the makeshift mourning hall and silently looked at Matsukura Hana, a high school girl who had shed her childishness.

Misumi smoothed her hair, her face slightly flushed. "Lord Akatsuki, may I... invite you for a drink?"

Chi Chufeng looked at the beautiful woman and couldn't help but smile.

"Of course, we can discuss the case in more detail."

That day, Akatsuki was having morning tea at home when Ai glanced at her phone and said, "There's been a case near the park in Toriya-cho 3-chome. Inspector Megure requests your presence."

Ai is now just like Akaso Kazechi's little secretary.

Yes, she is very young.

Toriya Town.

Akatsuki brought Ai to the scene where Inspector Megure and Takagi were working on a case. Surprisingly, Uncle Mori and his family were also there, but Uncle Mori seemed a little confused.

"I'm sorry, Lord Akatsuki, this case is quite difficult, so..."

Megure explained with great embarrassment, "The person who was murdered was the matriarch of the Funamoto family, Funamoto Tatsuhito's wife, Funamoto Kensei."

“Mrs. Kane is 39 years old this year,” Takagi explained in detail, taking out his notebook. “Yesterday, the Funamoto family’s maid went to check on Mrs. Kane because she hadn’t gotten out of bed, and found her lying on the balcony of her room with a gunshot wound to the back of her head…”

"Judging from the angle at which the bullet entered, the shooter was probably over 180cm tall. Based on the estimated time of death, she was shot between 9 and 10 p.m. the night before last, shortly after my wife returned from a friend's family gathering."

"And then?" Uncle Mori asked intently, "What was the motive for the crime?"

“It’s probably theft,” Inspector Megure speculated. “Because when my wife got home, her pearl necklace and bracelet were gone. By the way, why are we telling you, a man who has nothing to do with this, the details of the incident?!”

As he spoke, Inspector Megure suddenly exclaimed, "It's one thing for Lord Akashi to be a special advisor, but what are you doing here?"

"Uh," the middle-aged man said awkwardly, "well..."

"Mr. Mori?"

A sudden exclamation came from inside the house of the Funamoto family, and the maid who came out just then hurriedly called out to the uncle.

"Isn't this the famous detective Kogoro Mouri? Please! Please catch the murderer who killed the lady quickly! These police officers alone are not enough."

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Uncle Mori was overjoyed and smug, completely oblivious to the sour look on Megure's face beside him...

“When you were still in the same class, when did you not hold us back? Every time it was like you were leading us into a maze.”

Megure glanced at the middle-aged man and respectfully said to Akatsuka, "Lord Akatsuka, we'll have to trouble you to put him in a bad mood on behalf of the police."

"You don't have to say that, do you?" The middle-aged man scratched the back of his head and smiled wryly. "Inspector, I've always been on your side."

"It would be even better if you could make things easier for us."

Megure muttered something under his breath, seemingly helpless against the old man, but still led everyone into the Funamoto family's residence.

Akatsuka and Ai followed behind, quietly watching Kogoro Mouri.

"I know who the culprit is! The woman who killed my mother was a foreign woman dressed entirely in black! It's definitely her!!"

"Ok?"

Everyone looked at a child dressed in a black suit inside the house.

"Touji!" a man in a suit and wheelchair shouted from the inner room, "Don't disturb the police investigation. We need to prepare for the vigil."

"Master?" The maid saw the man in the suit and quickly introduced him, "This is the famous detective, Mr. Kogoro Mouri."

"Oh?" the man asked in surprise. "You're that famous detective, but why are you here?"

"I just happened to be passing by."

Chi Chufeng sized up the man through the smiling Mori uncle.

He had a round face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a round nose, long sideburns, and slightly curly black short hair.

He looked like a musician I'd met before.

This man is Tatsuhito Funamoto, the 43-year-old head of the Funamoto family.

The child was his son, Touji Funamoto, who was 8 years old.

Is Chapter 616 really like that?

“Little brother,” Kogoro Mouri suddenly asked the child, “what’s strange about that foreign woman?”

"Because she asked me a lot of strange questions,"

The child responded, "She said, 'Did you really see the accident?', 'Did you see the face of the person who had the accident?' and 'Did you tell your dad about it?' and so on..."

"And then?" Kogoro Mouri asked with concern, "What were you going to say?"

"I just said I'd mentioned it to my mom, and then that woman laughed. That woman must have killed my mom!!"

"Enough, Touji! Stop talking nonsense!" Tatsuhito Funamoto called out to his son.

"But dad..."

“Inspector,” Uncle Mori said, concerned about the child’s words, “if that’s the case, then that foreign woman is very suspicious. The key question is, what exactly happened in the accident she mentioned?”

"Actually, we heard about the accident from the child when we came here."

Megure looked at the child talking to Tatsuhito Funamoto and shook his head, saying, "But after investigating the scene, we couldn't find any other witnesses, and there were no signs of an accident at the scene."

"So what did this child say..."

"It's probably because the trauma of his mother's death caused memory confusion, making him confuse what he saw in movies or on TV with his real memories. There have been cases like this before."

Megure sighed, "And if the killing was to cover up the accident, then this child who witnessed the scene should also have been killed. Besides..."

"I heard that the murdered lady went out to throw out the trash four times a week and would also go for a jog in the morning. If she was shot, she should have targeted those times. Why would she have risked sneaking into her room on the second floor to ambush her when she came back?"

The group went upstairs to check the room where the incident occurred.

“A month ago, my husband went fishing with his colleagues and accidentally fell off a rock.”

As the maid led the way, she talked to Uncle Mori, saying, "He's been in a wheelchair for a month now, and the doctor said he can have the cast removed in another two weeks."

"Is the master's room on the first floor?"

"No, it's next to the lady's room on the second floor. When the master wants to go upstairs, he helps me up the stairs by the shoulder, and then I carry the wheelchair up to the second floor."

"You must be having a really tough time all by yourself."