Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 415 Kogoro's Famous Deduction

Even when facing a recently deceased corpse, Souya Azashiro's eyes showed no change whatsoever.

Such a reaction naturally caught the attention of the famous detective.

"The culprit! It's you!!"

Kogoro Mouri suddenly pointed his finger directly at Sōya Azashiro.

This instantly drew everyone's attention to the aloof man.

"This idiot..." Asuka, sitting in her seat, rubbed her forehead, unsure of what to say.

Shiro Sou also raised his eyelids, looking coldly at Kogoro: "Oh?"

"Stop playing dumb!"

Kogoro Mouri gave a confident, cold laugh and began his nonsensical reasoning: "You were sitting directly opposite the victim, giving you the perfect vantage point and timing for the crime!"

"Just now, when the flight attendant brought the water, the plane encountered a slight turbulence... and you must have used that instant to put the poison into the deceased's cup!"

"And the technique?" Zhicheng asked curiously, taking a sip of tea.

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"...An invisible thread! Hmph, you think I don't know? Actually, I've known all along!" Kogoro suddenly pointed at Machiri, who was leaning against the wall in the corridor, looking at him with curiosity: "You're a magician, aren't you!"

Upon hearing this, Machiri's initially amused gaze turned cold.

How did you know?

"Hahaha! My ears are very sharp! I heard you talking about magic tricks and clocks when you were boarding the plane!"

Kogoro confidently pointed at Machiri: "You and him, you're both magicians, it's not surprising that you possess such special gadgets!"

puff-

Machiri couldn't help but laugh.

It turns out it was the magician... I was just overthinking things...

At this moment, a flight attendant nearby couldn't help but whisper, "Um... Detective Mouri, this gentleman has been resting with his eyes closed since he boarded the plane, he hasn't gotten up at all..."

"And... is it really physically possible to flick poison into a cup with a silk thread?"

"Uh... well..." Kogoro Mouri's face stiffened, and his previously imposing voice instantly weakened.

He coughed awkwardly twice, then began to vaguely try to cover his tracks: "Maybe...maybe he used some kind of specially made blowpipe! Yes, a blowpipe! He blew poison into the water glass! After all, he's so pale; he looks like the kind of cunning guy who uses hidden weapons!"

These illogical accusations left the surrounding passengers looking at each other in bewilderment, and even Takeuchi Kosuke, the deceased's enemy, wore a speechless expression.

Faced with these almost absurd accusations, Mole City Shuang didn't seem to care.

He simply sat there quietly, as if Kogoro Mouri's accusations were nothing more than a gentle breeze.

"It wasn't me."

Mole City Shuang also spoke calmly: "If I wanted to kill him, I would never let him die so easily."

this....

The passersby who had just felt some sympathy for Mole City suddenly found this man to be quite frightening.

Kogoro Mouri even instinctively took a step back, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

A sense of unease crept up his spine; he felt that this seemingly frail man was a hundred times more dangerous than any vicious criminal he had ever encountered.

The atmosphere became unusually tense and awkward.

No one dared to respond to Souya Momoshiro's words, not even the usually boisterous Kogoro Mouri kept quiet.

Normally, when Kogoro Mouri is stuck in a stalemate and his reasoning has completely gone off track...

Hidden in the shadows, Conan Edogawa will step forward, search for crucial clues, and then use his tranquilizer watch to incapacitate Kogoro, thus beginning the real deduction show.

But today, the situation is quite different.

From the moment he boarded the plane, Conan had been curled up in the back seat, with a fever patch on his forehead and his face burning red.

At this moment, his mind was foggy and he was in a half-asleep state, so he couldn't care less about Detective Mouri.

"Damn it... that idiot old man is talking nonsense again..." Conan's vision was blurry, and he tried to get up to check the situation but couldn't muster the strength.

Without Conan's secret assistance, the case becomes increasingly perplexing.

In an effort to save face, Kogoro Mouri reluctantly questioned the deceased's secretary and Kosuke Takeuchi.

However, due to the lack of crucial physical evidence and a clear logical chain, the questioning ultimately turned into meaningless tug-of-war.

Who is the killer? What was the cause of death?

Everything was a mystery.

Inside the business class cabin, Feiniao leaned back in his spacious seat, silently watching the farce unfold.

For him now, these grudges, love and hate, murder and intrigue between mortals are really meaningless.

If a ruthless boss who exploits his employees and offends others at will dies, it's highly likely that he was the victim of revenge; such things are not uncommon in any world.

In principle, he did not intend to meddle in this matter.

At that moment, he felt his sleeve being gently tugged.

"Asuka, aren't you going to do anything about it?" Shinobu Kocho asked softly, in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Why should we care? These kinds of mortal feuds happen every day; we can't possibly manage them all."

Shinobu Kocho shook her head slightly, glancing at Souya Azashiro and the blue-haired youth Machiri who was watching the show.

"The trouble you mentioned is right here at the heart of this vendetta."

Shinobu Kocho frowned slightly: "If that Mori detective angers one of them, things will get really serious."

"This is 10,000 meters in the air. If a conflict breaks out, you and I might be able to protect ourselves, but the hundreds of innocent passengers on the plane will suffer."

Asuka followed Shinobu's gaze and glanced at Souya Azashiro.

Indeed, the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from these two individuals are quite extraordinary.

If we really annoy them, dismantling this big iron bird will be a piece of cake.

Besides this, Shinobu Kocho had another consideration in mind.

Although she has been a grim reaper for many years and has seen countless deaths, she still retains the bottom line of saving lives and punishing evil in her bones.

She didn't want the real criminals to get away with their crimes in this farce because of the detective's incompetence.

"If this continues, the murderer might really escape punishment." Shinobu Kocho sighed softly.

Asuka looked into Shinobu's eyes, scratched her head helplessly, and sighed.

"I'm really exasperated with you... Fine, since you put it that way, let's get this mess sorted out quickly so everyone can get some rest."

The bird unbuckled its seatbelt and stood up.

He doesn't understand complicated reasoning, nor does he understand alibis or the logical chain of methods used in committing crimes.

He had an easier way to solve the case.

The bird did not approach the body, nor did it question any of the suspects.

He walked slowly to a currently empty corner at the back of the cabin, his hands in his pockets.

"Hey, stop howling there and come here."

He gave a cold, low shout into the air.