People who are interested in comics will never die in the Shura field

At that moment, Hattori Heiji shouted, "Little detective, come here quickly and see what I've found!"

Conan didn't dare to delay and immediately went to Hattori Heiji's side.

It was a trail of crawling marks.

Moreover, the marks were very fresh, definitely no more than twenty minutes ago.

You know, it's snowing heavily right now. If this scratch has been there for a long time, it will soon be covered by the snow.

The two followed the climbing marks all the way to the foot of the mountain not far away.

When they saw the scene before them, the two boys were stunned.

It was a pale, stiff hand; the hand was beautiful, but it had lost all vitality.

There must be an entire human body underneath.

The two exchanged a glance and immediately began to shovel away the snow.

An unidentified female corpse appeared before them.

Hattori Heiji's face was pale.

"Impossible, this is not scientific. The body is already stiff. It couldn't have crawled here by itself. But the crawling marks outside are definitely no more than ten minutes old. It's contradictory. How is this possible?" Hattori Heiji felt his brain was completely confused.

"There's only one truth." Conan stared at the corpse: "The corpse crawled here on its own."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Hattori Heiji gave him a hard knock on the back of the head.

"Get serious, how could a corpse crawl over here? Why don't you give me a demonstration? I'll cut off your head and see if you can crawl thirty meters." Hattori Heiji looked at the headless female corpse and felt a chill run down his spine.

This was the first time he had encountered a case that science could not explain.

“And look, it’s not just her head that’s been cut off, her feet have been cut off too. This is definitely murder and body disposal. And I reckon there’s definitely someone else around here, maybe watching us.” Hattori Heiji turned and looked around.

Just as his gaze completely left the female corpse, to Conan's utter horror, the female corpse actually raised her hand and made an OK gesture.

As soon as Hattori Heiji turned around, the female corpse immediately lowered her hand.

"Little detective? Why do you look so pale? Your forehead is covered in sweat. Are you sick? Do you want me to take you home?" Hattori Heiji asked curiously.

Conan took two deep breaths.

"Now that the body has been found, let's call the police..." Just as Hattori Heiji took out his phone, Conan snatched it away.

"It's not the right time to call the police yet." Conan was certain that it was definitely Yamabuki Hanajin who was behind this.

He glanced up unintentionally and saw a head behind Hattori Heiji, smiling sweetly and beautifully at him.

Even though Conan has seen all sorts of bizarre scenes, he was still frightened by what he saw before him.

He reached out and slapped his face hard.

"Listen to me, there's no need to call the police. By the way, look over there, what's that?" Conan pointed towards Ran and Kazuha.

The moment Heiji Hattori turned his head, Conan finally saw the head lying behind him, and at the same time, Conan felt his sanity instantly drop to zero.

It was indeed a human head, and it was none other than Tomie Kawakami's head. But the most crucial thing was that two strange little hands were growing out from under the head. The scene was incredibly eerie. Conan was certain that he would have nightmares tonight.

Because Heiji Hattori was wearing very thick clothes, he didn't even notice the human head lying on him.

Conan, skilled and daring, grabbed the head and shoved it behind his back.

"What are you referring to? I didn't see anything. Are you kidding me?" Hattori Heiji looked into the distance with curiosity.

"Maybe I saw it wrong. Why don't we go back now? I have a way to make those three confess to their murders." Conan hid the head behind his back.

It has to be said that this boy is quite brave.

"Are you hiding something on your back? Take it out and let me see." Heiji Hattori was taller than Conan and could tell at a glance that Conan was hiding something.

"No...nothing! Nothing at all!" The more Conan explained, the more curious Heiji Hattori became, and finally couldn't help but turn around and go behind Conan.

"Heiji-kun, we meet again. I'm not hungry this time, so you don't need to get me any snacks." Yamabuki Hanajin greeted Hattori Heiji very politely.

After she was dismembered, the system gave her two choices.

The first is that both sides of the dismembered body can grow freely, but the consciousness of the clone is not under her control, and she doesn't know what strange things it might do.

The second is that her head will grow another body, and at the same time, she can control her original body before it is fully grown.

Without a second thought, Yamabuki Hanajin chose the second option.

Hattori Heiji looked at the talking head and suddenly laughed.

Then his eyes rolled back, and he lay down on the ground, convulsing.

"Why are you still scaring people? Do you know how terrifying you look right now? You wouldn't even need makeup to film a horror movie; you could scare the director and actors to death just by appearing on camera," Conan complained.

"How was I supposed to know he was such a coward? I greeted him very politely. How can you blame me for being a coward?" Yamabuki Hanajin said, looking aggrieved.

I was the one who got dismembered, and I'm suffering inside, but I won't say a word.

Conan immediately began first aid on Heiji Hattori, performing CPR and rubbing his philtrum; he was almost ready to give him artificial respiration.

Hattori Heiji finally caught his breath.

When he saw the head smiling at him, the young detective felt his worldview shattered.

"Shinichi Kudo, is this why you started researching folklore? What case did you encounter before?" Heiji Hattori stared at Tomikawa's head.

"The first case was a monster murder case, where a monster killed someone and then disguised it as an accidental death. The second case was a Grim Reaper murder case, where someone obtained half of the Death Note and could design their own death, thus becoming a Grim Reaper." Conan recounted the two cases he had encountered in detail.

"This is too outrageous! Death God! Monster! And what's going on with her? Her head has been cut off and she's still alive and talking to us normally. Is this woman a monster too?" Hattori Heiji asked.

"You are being extremely rude. How could I possibly be a monster? My name is Kawakami Tomie, a woman with an immortal body. Do you see these two little hands that have grown out of me? Before long, my entire body will grow back. Come, shake hands with my newly grown hands."

"Don't come any closer!!!" Hattori Heiji screamed as he knelt on the ground.

Chapter 228: I Want to Spend My Life with Tomie's Feet

As darkness fell, Dr. Aoyama and his colleagues waited anxiously in the room.

The blizzard outside was getting worse. Dr. Aoyama had tried to start the car, but found that it wouldn't start at all; the engine was frozen solid in the extremely low temperatures.

"What do you think we should do now? Don't forget we did this together." Dr. Aoyama trembled. The situation had reached its worst point. Not only might the detective discover that he had committed murder, but the person he had killed had also appeared before him in a bizarre manner.

The scientific values ​​he had cultivated over the past thirty years completely collapsed when he saw a human head that could run. Now it was dark outside. Would that woman come back to seek revenge?

Yuko Aoyama said softly, "Don't lump us together. I only stabbed the corpse twice. At most, it can only be considered the crime of desecrating a corpse, not murder."

"Don't talk nonsense. When you stabbed Tomie with a knife, Tomie wasn't dead yet," Qingshan Medical University shouted.

"You're the one talking nonsense! You clearly cut off the head back then, how could the person still be alive?" Yuko Aoyama shouted.

Dr. Aoyama quickly covered his wife's mouth: "Don't be so loud, aren't you afraid someone will hear us?"

"What good will it do to hear it? I've had enough. I came here on vacation, why should I suffer like this? It's all that woman's fault. If she hadn't seduced you, none of this would have happened!" Yuko Aoyama cried and shouted.

Just then, the door of the Snow Mountain Hot Spring Hotel suddenly opened, and Conan and the others had returned.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Little detectives, you're back? Did you find any clues about Miss Fuchuan?" Dr. Aoyama's expression immediately changed.

“Of course I found it.” Conan stared at Dr. Aoyama and sneered.

Dr. Aoyama's face immediately turned very ugly, but he still managed to force a smile: "That's wonderful. Where is Miss Tomie?"

“She’s already dead. When we found her, Ms. Tomie’s head and feet had been cut off. We’ve already called the police, and they’ll be here before dawn. This hot spring inn is so small, the police will find the murder weapon easily. Once they check the fingerprints, they’ll find the killer. Dr. Aoyama, you agree, right?” Conan stared at Dr. Aoyama’s face.

Dr. Aoyama's mind went blank. Right, the murder weapon—how did the hotel owner dispose of it? He couldn't have just left it lying around, could he? That would be terrible.

My life! My once bright life has been ruined just like that.

After a period of mental blankness, Dr. Aoyama suddenly had a very strange thought: I am not without anything. I still have Tomie's feet. I can elope with Tomie's feet. Yes, that way I can be with Tomie forever. Let's do it.

"Um, I suddenly remembered I have something to do, so I'll go back to my room first." Dr. Aoyama, pale-faced, hurriedly returned to his room, opened his suitcase, and inside were a pair of beautiful girls' feet wrapped in tin foil.

"This is it! As long as I have this, I'll definitely be able to get through this. Hahaha!" Dr. Aoyama's mental state was already a bit abnormal; he was obsessively hugging the feet.

By the way, we can't let anyone find Tomie, otherwise these people will definitely take her away.

Now there was only one way left. Looking at the dark, blizzardy night, Dr. Aoyama disregarded the danger and resolutely led Tomie outside.

There is nothing to be afraid of anymore.

But just as he was about to leave through the gate of the hot spring inn, Hattori Heiji was already waiting there.

"Dr. Aoyama, what brings you here? Why are you leaving in the middle of the night?" Hattori Heiji blocked the doorway.

Dr. Aoyama gave a very pale smile: "The hospital just contacted me saying there was an emergency patient and asked me to go back immediately to perform surgery on the patient. It's a matter of life and death, so I have to go back."

“But it’s dangerous to go down the mountain now. It’s dark and snowing outside, and we have to walk on mountain paths? Even if we’re in a hurry, we can’t be in this rush, can we?” Hattori Heiji’s gaze fell on Dr. Aoyama’s suitcase. “Besides, what exactly is in your suitcase? It’s not part of Ms. Tomie’s body, is it?”

Dr. Aoyama's face grew increasingly grim: "No, no, no, I really just drove back to the hospital to save a patient, I didn't mean anything by it."

“Alright, I’ll go with you. I just remembered I have something to do down the mountain.” Hattori Heiji stared at the man in front of him.

Dr. Aoyama's mental state had reached its limit.

Suddenly, the innkeeper's voice came from the side: "Human life is at stake. Young detective, you don't understand the hardships doctors face, so it's best not to interfere with their choices."

The innkeeper held a kitchen knife in his hand, smiling as he looked at the two people in front of him.

Hattori Heiji looked at the innkeeper without any sense of crisis: "Although we found Ms. Tomie's body, we didn't find her feet or head. Do you think it's possible that some pervert has kept Ms. Tomie's head and feet? If so, there's probably more than one culprit."

The innkeeper stared coldly at Hattori Heiji. Did this brat know something?

Since that's the case, we can't let him leave alive.

"Detective, look who's here!" the innkeeper suddenly pointed behind the door.

Hattori Heiji turned his head slightly, and the innkeeper seized the opportunity to rush up frantically with a kitchen knife.

"Since it has already happened, let's go all the way and kill everyone here. That way, Tomie will belong to me."

Another crazy one.

But just as the innkeeper rushed forward, a hand grabbed his wrist and threw him over the shoulder. At the same time, the knife in the innkeeper's hand was also taken away.

Upon closer inspection, the person who snatched the knife was none other than Toyama Kazuha.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and kill them! Do you really want to ruin your life?" the innkeeper yelled at Doctor Qingshan.

Dr. Aoyama yelled and pulled a fruit knife from his trouser leg, rushing towards Hattori Heiji.

Suddenly, a soccer ball flew over and hit Dr. Aoyama right in the chin.

Dr. Aoyama clutched his chin in pain, temporarily losing his fighting ability.

"I originally thought it would take some reasoning before you confessed, but I didn't expect you to jump out on your own." Conan stood not far away, looking at the two completely insane men in front of him.

"I have no choice! I have no choice! The only way is to kill you all..."

Conan ignored Dr. Aoyama's words: "There is only one truth. Next, let Heiji Hattori from Osaka deduce the whole thing."

Chapter 229: Conan: I'm going to start making up my own theories too!

"The cause of all this probably started with Dr. Aoyama. You were the first person to have murderous intent. We found a knife wound on Ms. Tomie's back, which must have been inflicted on her from behind after our argument. Right?" Hattori Heiji asked.

At this point, Dr. Aoyama did not continue to refute.

Suddenly he remembered something very important.

"By the way, I only stabbed Tomie in the back with a knife, it wasn't fatal. He's the one who cut off Tomie's head, he's the real murderer." Dr. Aoyama pointed at the innkeeper.

The innkeeper's face changed drastically: "Don't talk nonsense. She was already dead when I cut off Tomie's head. I was just destroying the body. You are the murderer."

"You're talking nonsense!"

"You're the one talking nonsense."

The two men began hurling insults at each other in an attempt to clear themselves of charges.

"Alright, alright. I'm afraid there's a third person involved besides the two of you, isn't there?" Hattori Heiji said.

Yuko Aoyama, who had come out after hearing the argument, froze on the spot.

“Besides the wound on her back, we also found two stab wounds on Miss Tomie’s abdomen. However, these two stab wounds were not very deep, and we suspect that a woman was responsible. Mrs. Aoyama Yuko, these two wounds must have been your doing, right?” Hattori Heiji questioned.