A fan of crossover anime, I will never die in a chaotic situation.

You've never had any doubts until now?

Are you faking it or are you genuinely stupid?

"Clap clap clap!" Yamabuki Hana had finished eating the melon and was clapping with a smile on her face.

"Thank you so much, Great Detective, for giving us such a wonderful deduction. But I feel there's a slight flaw in this deduction. Would you all like to hear my reasoning?" asked Yamabuki Hanajin.

"Flaw? You're not saying this murder was an accident, are you? The suspect has been caught, and the suspect has confessed to the crime," Conan retorted from the side.

Yamabuki Hanakami reached out and gently touched the real fox fur scarf around her neck.

Who would have thought this case was supernatural rather than a mystery?

"Now for my reasoning! Please listen carefully."

Chapter 93: Fictional Deduction, Beginning

“Detective Mori’s reasoning was indeed correct, but that was only part of the truth,” Yamabuki Hanajin began to tell her story.

"It all started two years ago. Two years ago, President Kaneda made a fortune and suddenly became rich. You all know about this, right?"

The truth is that Kaneda made a deal with the fox spirit, asking it to make him rich.

“Of course I know about this,” Kaneda nodded.

"But precisely because of this, Kaneda became lazy and wanted to squander the money his father had. But Kaneda was very unwilling, and a conflict arose between the father and son."

"During these two years, Ms. Kaneda Duko married the president, probably for that money, right? Once your husband dies, you can rightfully inherit a large sum of money."

Kaneda Jeko looked terrified: "Don't talk nonsense, we are truly in love."

“Yes, yes, it’s true love. If you and President Kaneda were truly in love, you wouldn’t have put slow-acting poison in his food.” Yamabuki Hanajin stared coldly at the young woman in front of her.

The pupils of both detectives, Kogoro Mouri and Conan, contracted.

Chronic poison?

"I'm warning you! Don't talk nonsense! I have a lot of money, believe me or not I'll sue you for defamation." Kinda Duko jumped up like a cat with its fur standing on end, pointing at Yamabuki Hanajin's nose and cursing loudly.

"Your Highness, she dared to be disrespectful to you. Should I kill her too?" the fox whispered.

"No need, she can't keep jumping around for long."

"Ahem. It's no use denying this now. The police will be here tomorrow, and the truth will come out as soon as they take the body for an autopsy. Aren't you all wondering? Allergies can cause difficulty breathing, red or purple patches on the skin, and so on. But think back carefully, wasn't President Kaneda clutching his chest the last thing he did before he died? It looked like a heart attack. Actually, Ms. Kaneda Jeko had been slowly poisoning her husband since they got married. And the symptom of the poisoning was heart failure. She probably didn't even expect the poison to take effect at this time."

Kaneda Jeko's face turned pale.

So it's no wonder that the president is in the highest position; everyone around him wants him dead.

"So the truth is this: Upon arriving at the hotel, Kaneda Jeko, Kaneda Shoten, and Ida Shiraka each carried out their own murder plans. Kaneda Jeko had been slowly poisoning her husband, Kaneda Shoten, impatient, planned to use a fishing line as a trap to smash his father to death with the hotel sign. Ida Shiraka planned to exploit Kaneda's peanut allergy by putting peanut butter in his soup. No matter which plan succeeded, Kaneda was doomed. But…"

Yamabuki Hanakami paused abruptly at this point in her sentence.

"But... all three plans failed."

Conan didn't understand.

"Didn't you already investigate the hotel sign? There were indeed signs of vandalism. You even found fishing line at the crime scene!" Conan asked.

“That’s right. But Kindaichi himself is not only a beast, but also an idiot. He managed to ruin such a perfect plan.” Yamabuki Hanajin handed his hand to Ran: “If you still don’t understand, let’s all come up to the third floor with me.”

Everyone went up to the third floor together.

"This is the room where Kaneda was born. The hotel sign is right outside the window. I think he used yesterday's wind and rain to cover up the sound of vandalizing the hotel sign. Do you remember how many words fell down when President Kaneda died?"

"Three."

Conan answered.

"That's right, there were definitely three. The hotel's name is Lonely Island Hotel, and the sign had four characters in total. Now only the character 'hotel' is still there; the other three have fallen off. Is that right?"

Kogoro Mouri was completely bewildered: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"So you still remember the order in which these three words fell. First, the word 'isolated island' fell from mid-air, but it didn't hit the president. Finally, the third word, 'alcohol,' fell from mid-air and hit the president right on the forehead."

Conan suddenly realized something and immediately went to check the screws on the sign.

"So that's how it is! So that's how it is! No wonder... no wonder you said it was an accident!" Conan suddenly realized.

Kogoro Mouri didn't understand what the two of them were talking about.

“Look at the screws securing the sign. The four characters for ‘Island Hotel’ are secured separately. The screws securing the ‘Island’ characters have clearly been vandalized. There are marks from a hacksaw. But the screws securing the ‘Hotel’ character show no signs of vandalism. They’ve just been weathered so badly over time that they’re completely rusted inside and out. With the wind this morning being so strong, those rusted screws could break at any moment.”

[The truth is, I was broken off by the little fox around my neck and thrown down. But I can't let others know about the existence of the monster, so I can only say this. I'm so clever.] Yamabuki Hanajin.

Even someone as intelligent as Kogoro Mouri understands what happened.

"Everyone gathered at the restaurant this morning. Before the waiter brought the chicken soup, Ms. Shiraka Ida had already put peanut products into it. But do you remember how President Kaneda drank the soup? He didn't drink it himself, but Ms. Duko Kaneda fed it to him. I'm afraid that before that, there was some slow poison added to the soup."

This bowl of chicken soup is nothing but poison; there's not a drop of broth in it.

"When President Kaneda realized he was having an allergic reaction, he immediately rushed out to get the antihistamines from his car."

But just as he reached the door, the slow-acting poison took effect, and President Kaneda clutched his chest in agony. His good son, Kaneda Kakeru, seeing his father standing downstairs, immediately cut the fishing line, letting the two characters on the signboard, "Isolated Island," fall freely. But to his utter surprise, both characters missed their mark. Meanwhile, the character for "wine," due to rusted screws, was broken off by the strong wind and landed squarely on President Kaneda's head.

"That's why I say these are three failed murders. All three of them were trying their best to kill President Kaneda, but none of them expected that President Kaneda would die in an accident in the end. That's what you call the unpredictability of life." Yamabuki Hanajin sighed.

Of course, we can't tell them that Kaneda Hijikata was actually killed by a fox demon.

"Your Highness, you're awesome!" said the little fox.

"No problem," Yamabuki Hanajin said smugly.

Conan felt like his brain's CPU was about to burn out.

Are there really accidental deaths in this world?

Is this the end of my career as a detective?

"By the way, Conan, you owe me one dollar."

Chapter 94: Conan: From Today On, I Believe in Metaphysics

The two poles reversed.

This is the legendary reversal of polarity.

Kaneda was already kneeling on the ground in painful repentance, but upon hearing Yamabuki Hanajin's fictional reasoning, he stood up again.

"So you're saying I didn't kill my dad? At most, I can only be considered an attempted murderer! Great! I can get a share of the inheritance again! But you, woman, actually poisoned my dad! You're a vicious snake, you won't get a single cent of the inheritance." Jin Tiansheng laughed wildly.

Kaneda Jeko's hands trembled uncontrollably: "If you consider this attempted murder, then mine was also attempted murder. That old ghost was killed by the falling billboard before he died from the poison. Who says I'm not entitled to a share of the inheritance?"

"This family is really awful," Xiaolan couldn't help but complain.

Kogoro Mouri slapped his thigh hard: "Anyway, you all stand still and behave yourselves. Even if it was attempted murder, you'll still be in jail for a few years. Go talk to the police if you have anything to say."

Conan never expected that his deduction would have such a flaw.

"Is it a murder like the Murder on the Orient Express?" Conan stared intently at Yamabuki Hanajiki.

Who exactly is this woman?

Such a revolutionary mind!

The cases that happened around me actually had unexpected twists?

This doesn't make sense.

Is the rule of this world about to be broken?

"Alright, my reasoning is complete. I need to go back to my room to rest. Ran, please." Yamabuki Hanajin handed his free hand to Ran.

Ran helped Yamabuki Hanajin back to her room, with Conan silently following behind.

"Conan! Don't just go into girls' rooms like that," Ran complained.

Conan immediately put on a childlike act: "I just think that older sister's reasoning is amazing, she's just like a detective."

"Since you're curious, let's sit down and chat." Yamabuki Hanajin looked at the famous detective in front of him with a smile.

"Big sister, how do you know that Miss Jealousy has been putting slow-acting poison in her husband's food? Miss Jealousy didn't leave any trace in the hotel. Deduction is based on reasonable guesses made from limited evidence, not on wild speculation. I'm curious, where did you find the evidence, big sister?" Conan had a suspicion that this girl might be connected to the Black Organization.

Of course, he doesn't have any evidence yet.

"Sister Ran, Uncle seemed to be calling you just now, go down and see." Conan easily sent Ran away.

Once the Black Organization is involved, the nature of the matter changes, and Xiaolan absolutely cannot be involved.

Yamabuki Hanajin laughed heartily. After Ran left, Yamabuki Hanajin spoke frankly: "I already said that I am the god of wisdom for yokai, and all yokai will obey my commands. Kaneda Duko is just an ordinary person. How could she escape the surveillance of a yokai?"

Conan couldn't help but roll his eyes. Only elementary school students would believe such a thing. Do you really think I'm an elementary school student?

"But you can rest assured. I have absolutely no connection with that black organization, and I don't know Gin, Vodka, Rena Mizunashi, Shiho Miyano, Vermouth, Rum, Tequila, Pisco, Scotch Whisky, Akemi Miyano, Rye Whisky, Bourbon, or any of those people."

"Speak slowly, let me write these names down first." Conan doesn't know much about the Black Organization yet, but when he hears the names Gin and Vodka, he knows that the long list of names that follows is definitely real.

You still say the Black Organization has nothing to do with you? This is like reciting a menu. If you're not a high-ranking member of the Black Organization, how could you know so many names of people in the organization?

Wait, Reina Mizunashi? I remember she's a very famous female announcer.

Could she be a member of a criminal organization as well?

Besides code names, there are also many personal names here: Shiho Miyano? Akemi Miyano? Are these two siblings?

This is an explosion of information!

Conan felt like his CPU was about to burn out.

This is much more satisfying than solving a case.

"By the way, Shinichi Kudo, you don't actually need to worry about the Black Organization coming after you. Gin has completely forgotten about you. Just live your elementary school life normally. There's no need to make a fuss." Yamabuki Hanajin felt she had done more than enough.

Conan was incredibly nervous when he heard the woman call him by his real name.

"Where did you get so much information?" Conan questioned.

"Because I read comics." Yamabuki Hanajin said earnestly. She swore to the heavens that everything she said was true and there was absolutely no lie. But why didn't these people believe her?

Conan didn't understand what Yamabuki Hanajin meant.

Is the comic related to the Black Organization?