The Black Detective of the Detective Conan World

Bang bang bang!

He fired three shots, but the broken gun was clearly faulty; the three bullets flew randomly and all avoided the woman who was right in front of him!

Some bullets hit the walls, some hit the ground, and one even hit the light bulb on the ceiling!

The room was dimly lit, with only the intermittent light from the fireworks outside the window.

The woman, with her hair disheveled, pounced on the bald man like a deep-sea monster ready to devour its prey!

She gripped the dagger tightly in both hands and stabbed wildly!

The dagger struck the bald man squarely in the chest.

The bald man roared in pain, pressed the gun against the woman's forehead, and fired a shot!

The woman's head snapped back, blood and brain matter splattering out, and then her body went limp.

The bald man staggered backward, retreating from the room into the corridor.

The continuous gunfire finally attracted the attention of others. Some people thought someone was setting off fireworks in the room, so they ran up to scold them.

They found the bald man covered in blood, holding a gun, with a dagger stuck in his chest, leaning against the corridor wall, breathing heavily.

Hearing footsteps, the bald man struggled to raise his hand, only to forget that he was still holding a gun.

"save……"

Before he could finish speaking, the person who had just come up suddenly ran away.

……

So when Kogoro and his group finished watching the fireworks and returned to the hot spring inn, they saw a crowd of onlookers gathered in front of the gate, as well as several police cars that had just arrived.

Police officers, fully armed, were carefully preparing to enter the hotel.

"What happened?" Kogoro Mouri was greatly surprised and immediately grabbed a policeman to ask.

The man was getting impatient, but when he turned around, he recognized him as Kogoro Mouri, the detective!

He immediately replied respectfully, "Someone called the police. There's a bald, burly man inside with a gun, but he's also injured and is lying in the corridor, so..."

Kogoro Mouri had a bad feeling: "A bald, big man? Holding a gun?"

He looked around and indeed couldn't find his old classmates Zhongdao and Zhi.

Conan, standing nearby, also had a bad feeling.

But the ominous feeling he had was that this case was likely another frenzied crime of passion, without plan, without acquittal, without mystery…

Sure enough, it wasn't long before the police stormed into the hotel and carried out the armed criminal, Kazushi Nakamichi.

And the deceased, Horikoshi Yumi.

Kogoro Mouri and his classmates were all shocked and incredulous.

"Yumi! Nakamichi! You...you killed Yumi?!"

Lying on a stretcher, Nakamichi Kazushi had a knife stuck in his chest. Although he was barely breathing, he was not dead yet.

Hearing his old classmate's questioning voice, he grinned and said, "That's right... I killed her. This woman has been clinging to me for eighteen years, sucking my blood, and even trying to ruin the love I finally got... I had to kill her!"

Sensing the intense resentment and murderous intent in the bald man's words, even Kogoro Mouri, who was pointing the finger from a righteous standpoint, couldn't help but choke for a moment.

He cried out in anguish, "Zhongdao! You...you killed her, and you'll get caught too. Don't you care about your own future?"

The bald man was speechless for a moment, then said with a dark face, "Stop talking. I originally had a plan to get away with it, but unfortunately the broken gun I picked up couldn't even aim properly..."

His original plan was to first engage the victim in a vigorous ping-pong match, which would cause the proteins in the victim's muscles to coagulate rapidly, accelerating the rigor mortis and misleading people into judging the time of death.

During that "time of death," the bald man was playing ball with everyone, providing a perfect alibi.

As a result, his own gun malfunctioned.

The bullet's trajectory can veer off to the sky!

What surprised him even more was that the woman had prepared a dagger in advance. Did she already sense his murderous intent?

In the end, although he did kill the damned woman, he was also stabbed.

Forget about any methods to get away with it; he almost didn't make it out of the murder scene alive!

If I had known, I should have gotten a dagger shark instead of this piece of junk...

The black gun misled me!

A surge of resentment rushed to his chest, making his wound feel like it was about to tear open, and the pain contorted his face.

Conan, who was eavesdropping nearby, nodded slightly.

The killer was smart enough to think of using this method to fake the time of death.

If you pay attention to the details, such as wiping the sweat off the deceased, changing her into clean clothes, and then putting a gun in her hand to fake suicide, that would be a double disguise.

Even if it's discovered that it wasn't suicide, they can say he was an outsider shark. In short, the bald man himself is not a suspect.

Conan sighed wistfully, feeling that... the recent cases seemed to require less and less detective work.

Occasionally, a cleverly designed and challenging case will appear.

What exactly went wrong?

Suddenly, two guests staying at the hot spring hotel started arguing in hushed tones, while several other people tried to mediate.

Conan glanced at it but didn't pay much attention, still lost in his own melancholy.

Naoto Hayashi's expression shifted slightly.

He sensed a murderous aura in the two arguing customers!

Seriously? We just took one away, and another one is coming?

If two people die at this hot spring inn in one day, I'm afraid no one will dare to come here anymore...

Chapter 114 Train Murder Scheme? I Disagree!

Naoto Hayashi sent a spy to listen in for a while and figured out the reason.

Those people were members of a medical association, and they were here at the hot spring hotel for a gathering and exchange.

The two doctors arguing at this moment, the tall one named Utsumi and the short one named Date, seemed to be arguing endlessly because of rumors about taking kickbacks.

But when Naoto Hayashi looked at the short doctor Date, a murderous aura rose from him, clearly indicating that it was probably not just a rumor.

Are they planning to kill someone to silence them?

However, there were obviously too many people here, making it unsuitable to make a move. The short doctor, Ida, suppressed his murderous intent, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

The tall doctor, Utsumi, had a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, looking quite smug.

Naoto Hayashi is convinced, so what are you so smug about? You're about to die, you know that?

But in any case, this is probably another case of Conan the Grim Reaper unleashing his power, leading to the occurrence of the case.

Lin Zhiren was too lazy to care who was right and who was wrong; as long as there were souls to collect and merits to be gained, that was enough.

He first placed a small golden creature next to each of the two people to monitor them, and then turned his attention back to this side.

After the bald-headed Nakamichi Kazushi revealed his murder methods, he was taken to the hospital in an ambulance.

Naoto Hayashi sent out a small insect to retrieve the gold from the black gun when the police weren't looking, and then felt that he had done his good deed.

To be honest, this surprised him quite a bit, since he hadn't actively deduced that this person was the murderer...

Hmm? Does tampering with a murder weapon to make the killer expose themselves count as a good deed?

If we calculate it this way, then there will be even more ways to gain merit in the future!

Naoto Hayashi's eyes lit up.

When the victim's body was carried away from the side, Naoto Hayashi went over and took away the soul.

This time, the soul has a very refreshing green tea ice cream flavor, which feels very fitting for the deceased.

After the police left, the festive mood at the hot spring hotel was dampened, and everyone was somewhat downcast.

Seeing his old classmates die one by one and get injured the other, Kogoro Mouri felt that no matter what the reasons were, he really didn't want to understand the feelings of the killer.

I was planning to stay at the hot spring hotel for a few more days, but with the current situation, what's the point of having any fun? I'll just pack up and go home tomorrow.

Everyone went back to their rooms.

Suddenly, Kogoro's kind-looking, chubby classmate, Jun Omura, walked over and said hesitantly, "Mouri, there's something I'm afraid I need your help with. Lately, there have been strange noises coming from my apartment building every night, which is a bit scary."

"A strange sound?" Kogoro Mouri immediately switched into detective mode.

"Yes, it's that kind of knocking sound coming from the outside of the wall... But I live on the fourth floor, how could someone possibly climb up here and knock on the wall?"

Kogoro Mouri nodded: "It is indeed very strange. Well then, I will go to your place to check it out tomorrow after I return to Tokyo."

Jun Omura breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully, "Then I'll leave it to you, Mori. You've become so reliable since you became a famous detective."

Kogoro immediately laughed a few times without a care in the world.

Conan quietly tugged at Naoto Hayashi's sleeve.

The two walked to the side, and Conan frowned, saying, "Naoto-kun, do you find anything strange about this case?"

"What's so strange about it?" Lin Zhiren said, "The murderer used a black gun he found, the one that the bank robber lost yesterday. These kinds of things that come from the black market are often handmade in small workshops, and they might not even have rifling. It would be strange if they could shoot accurately."

Conan felt that what was said made some sense, but it didn't match what he wanted to say: "That's not what I meant. I meant that many of the criminals we've encountered recently seem to use crude methods and their crimes are full of mistakes, so we don't need to use our deduction skills at all."

Naoto Hayashi's eyes darted around for a moment, then he pretended to think it over before nodding and saying, "Indeed. But it's normal for a murderer to be nervous while committing a crime, and making mistakes is inevitable."

"Is that so?" Conan was still a little confused, but he no longer had the intention to investigate further.

Indeed, once the people are captured, it's time to investigate why they failed halfway through... then which side are we on?

Soon everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

At this moment, the bees that Lin Zhiren sent to monitor the doctors sent back information.

The tall Dr. Utsumi made an extortion call to the short Dr. Date, threatening that he had photos and recordings of him soliciting kickbacks from pharmaceutical companies!

To buy back these photos, you'll need ten million!

Dr. Date was filled with murderous intent and couldn't wait to silence him, but in the end he pretended to agree to pay and arranged the transaction for tomorrow—the money would be exchanged for the goods on the sightseeing train back to Tokyo the next day!

Naoto Hayashi, who was monitoring both sides, expressed his astonishment.

Wow! You've already figured out a shark-like method to get yourself off the hook so quickly?

People from Mika are truly gifted in this regard.

The moment the thought of killing arises in one's mind, a perfect shark plan is automatically generated.

But...did you ask me about your plan?

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No matter how fancy your shark-like techniques are, I'll stop you!

The next day, after having breakfast at the hotel, everyone said their goodbyes and prepared to leave this place of sorrow.

Seeing her father's low spirits, Xiaolan decided to change his Shinkansen ticket to a sightseeing train ticket. The journey would take a little longer, but the beautiful scenery along the way would be enough to cheer him up.

Soon, everyone boarded a train called the "Yunoyama Line".

At the same time, a tram called the "Hana no Machi Line" was parked alongside the station.

These two trains take different routes, but they share a common stop along the way and ultimately stop at the same terminal station. If you want to go to Tokyo, you can transfer here.

Naoto Hayashi noticed that the short Dr. Date had boarded the same train as them.

Meanwhile, the tall Dr. Utsumi boarded another train.

Did these two miss each other?

Dr. Date's murderous aura remained undiminished, clearly indicating that he had not given up on the Shark.

How does he plan to deceive people and then create an alibi?

That's kind of interesting.

Thanks to the presence of the golden relay insect, Naoto Hayashi was able to monitor both trains throughout the entire journey.

Soon, the two trams departed one after the other.