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

After walking only a few steps, a large group of people suddenly appeared in front of them.

These men were shirtless, carrying machetes or samurai swords, and covered in tattoos. They were all burly and clearly gangsters, numbering at least a hundred.

Koizumi pursed her lips. Who were these people? Had she offended them? Judging from their demeanor, they were definitely after her!

Run! Run faster!

As soon as Koizumi turned around, he froze again.

There was also a large group of people behind him, who looked like gangsters, with white strips of cloth tied around their heads.

"Could I have been caught up in a gang war? Why am I so unlucky?" Koizumi's face turned pale.

"Kill the duck!"

"Duck rush!"

Two or three hundred gangsters, wielding machetes, were frantically hacking at the other side.

Koizumi was surrounded by hundreds of people who trembled in the center.

Can anyone tell me what happened?

In the blink of an eye, the two groups collided.

A flurry of flashing swords and shadows.

Screams echoed.

"Alright, that's enough for you guys. Get out of our territory now!" the gang leader yelled.

"Withdraw from the territory? You're kidding! If it's going to be another fight tomorrow! I'm off to pick up my kids after get off work, gotta go!" The yakuza leader pointed to his watch.

In the end, both groups retreated.

After hacking away for so long, we found that not a single person was injured.

Killing someone requires skill.

What if I actually kill someone? I'd go to jail!

After both sides rushed over, only Koizumi was left lying miserably on the ground.

His entire body was hacked to pieces, but all the injuries were minor, only affecting the skin and flesh, without damaging the bones or tendons.

"Why are all these hundreds of cuts on me! You can't even aim properly when you're trying to kill someone, yet you're involved in the mafia? Believe me or not, I'll have my dad arrest you all." Koizumi gritted his teeth.

The safety situation in this area is extremely poor. What are the police doing?

Koizumi, his body slashed and covered in blood, staggered to his feet.

"I still have so much inheritance to leave me, I absolutely can't die here. Call an ambulance right now!" Koizumi took out his mobile phone, but no matter how he pressed the buttons, he couldn't make a call.

Why is this happening? Is there really such a thing as karma in this world? Did my teacher come to take revenge after I killed someone? No wonder Gangben and Meichuan both committed suicide.

There's definitely something wrong. The two of them wouldn't commit suicide for no reason.

"I'm not like those two weak-willed people. I will never commit suicide. As long as I get through this, I'll go home and be a rich young master again. Who will save me? I'm willing to give him lots and lots of money!" Koizumi screamed.

But the people walking on both sides of the street acted as if they hadn't seen him at all, and hurried away without a single one of them calling the police for him.

"Why is society so indifferent? Can't you see how badly I'm injured? I'm going to make sure the newspapers condemn you." Koizumi struggled to his feet, thankfully only suffering superficial injuries that didn't affect his mobility.

"Phone! Phone! Call Dad quickly and tell him to send someone to rescue me." Koizumi finally found a public phone booth, put a coin in, and dialed his father's number.

"Dad! Where are you? I've just been attacked with a knife! Please call someone to save me!" Koizumi cried into the phone.

But a frail old woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Koizumi-kun, come down and keep your teacher company. I'll give you a proper lesson. Tsuyoshi and Umekawa are already down; we're all waiting for you~ We're all waiting for you~"

Koizumi screamed in fright and quickly hung up the phone.

Is it now certain that I am being haunted by a vengeful ghost?

Think quickly, do you know any masters who can exorcise ghosts?

I will make that old woman's soul fly away.

You were my enemy when I was alive, and you still won't let me go after I'm dead. What grudge do you hold against me? All I did was poison you. Why bother? Humans and ghosts are different, so please stop bothering me.

He was very thirsty, so he took out some change and bought a bottle of Coke from the vending machine. He drank it all in one gulp and then casually threw the bottle on the ground.

Just then, a moving company truck stopped here, and two moving workers got out and started unloading the furniture from the truck.

One of the pieces of furniture was a heavy wooden table.

The two men were strong and healthy, and they shouldn't have had any problem moving such a table. However, one of the workers accidentally stepped on the Coke bottle that Koizumi had casually thrown away earlier. His foot slipped, and the table in his hand flew out at an angle that violated Newtonian mechanics!

It smashed straight at Koizumi's head.

If you get hit by that, your brains will be smashed out.

Just at this critical moment, a soccer ball flew from a distance and slammed onto the table with tremendous force.

The table tilted instantly, missing Koizumi's head but landing on his feet.

"Ahhh! My foot!"

Chapter 140: Too brutal!

A wooden table weighing over 100 pounds came into close contact with Koizumi's foot, resulting in a comminuted fracture, conservatively estimated.

"Aaaaaah!" Koizumi screamed in agony.

I only killed one person, why should I suffer like this!

"Hmph, if I hadn't kicked the table away in time, you would be dead by now." Conan's voice came from the side.

Koizumi saw Conan as if he were her savior, and awkwardly hopped to Conan's side with a limp.

"Little detective, you have to save me! There's a ghost! There's a ghost!" Koizumi was so panicked that he was willing to ask for help even though the other person was just a child.

“Of course I know. I’m trying to save you too, but I have one condition: after that, you must come with me to the police station to turn yourself in,” Conan stated his request.

"No problem. We'll go to the police station now. Quickly find the police to protect me, there's an evil spirit trying to kill me." Koizumi was in a terrible state, covered in blood, limping, dazed, and terrified.

Although Conan doesn't approve of using supernatural methods to solve murder cases, he felt incredibly satisfied seeing the murderer, who was so arrogant this morning, in such a miserable state.

Of course, Conan remained steadfast in his stance.

Human problems should be solved by humans themselves; demons, monsters, and gods should not be involved.

"Okay, come with me now. I'll protect you along the way." Conan patted his chest.

I glanced at the time; it was exactly 3 PM.

In other words, there was only one hour left until Koizumi's suicide, and he had to get him to the police station within that hour so that the police could protect his safety.

Koizumi was limping; he looked utterly miserable.

With someone she could rely on by her side, Koizumi's sanity level improved slightly.

"Little detective, what's wrong with me? Why is the whole world targeting me?" Koizumi said miserably.

"Death wants your life. I'll bet with Death that man can conquer nature. Death wants you dead at midnight, but I, Conan, will keep you alive until dawn."

"Little brother, from now on you are my half-brother." Koizumi cried bitterly, he was so excited.

"You'd better save your breath. If you turn yourself in, you'll be in jail for at least several decades!" Conan sneered.

“Going to jail is better than being out there. As long as I sincerely repent, I will definitely be forgiven, right?” Koizumi seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

Conan remained silent; in the end, this person was still acting in his own self-interest.

"Don't be angry, I'm just trying to uphold the dignity of the law."

The two walked slowly toward the police station, one after the other.

Although the two of them tried to call a taxi along the way, none of the taxi drivers dared to stop when they saw Koizumi covered in blood.

And so, the two walked to the bridge, and it wouldn't be long before they reached the police station.

"I'm a little tired, could I rest here for a bit?" Koizumi asked.

He has countless knife wounds on his body and a comminuted fracture in one leg. It's already quite an achievement that he managed to get this far.

Conan glanced at the time: 3:20.

It will take at most ten more minutes to get to the police station.

“Okay, we’ll rest here for five minutes. We’ll set off in five minutes.” Koizumi reached out and grabbed the railing on the bridge.

As soon as his hand touched the railing, it suddenly broke without warning, and Koizumi fell directly into the river.

Conan was still calculating the time when he turned around—wait, the person was gone!

"Help! I can't swim! Help me!" Koizumi screamed in agony, and Conan sighed helplessly.

You've really had a lot of bad luck. There was no other way but to jump in and save people.

Koizumi felt something underwater pulling at his feet, dragging him down drastically.

In a moment of panic, Koizumi looked down and discovered a ghostly face underwater.

"It's over! I'm doomed!" Koizumi struggled frantically.

Suddenly, a soccer ball flew over and hit him in the face, knocking him unconscious. Conan is still a child, so it's already difficult for him to save people. If Koizumi keeps struggling, it's impossible to save him. So, knock him out first.

After a great deal of effort, Conan finally managed to pull Koizumi up. Koizumi had swallowed a lot of river water, but he was still alive.

After vomiting a lot of water, Koizumi kept coughing.

"A ghost! A ghost! There's a ghost underwater!" Koizumi exclaimed in panic.

But the people around him seemed not to see him at all, and walked past him one after another.

Suddenly, Conan smiled.

"I see, now I understand the Grim Reaper's logic for killing people." Conan said confidently.

“When you were first slashed with a knife, that’s metal in the Five Elements. Then you were hit by wooden furniture, that’s wood in the Five Elements. And now you’ve almost drowned, that’s water in the Five Elements. That means you still have two tribulations left, representing fire and earth respectively. If you can overcome these two tribulations, I believe death will spare you.” Conan was very confident: “What fire-related things do you have on you? Throw them all into the water.”