I'm in Conan, but I'm in Ace Attorney

"Haha, I really can't help but suspect that Jiujiu Yuankang was deliberately murdering me."

Kensuke Kumemon reached out and ruffled his hair.

It can be seen that he is very satisfied with the progress of his investigation.

What on earth was this old magician thinking? Why would he kill a talented magician who became famous at a young age?

Is there something wrong with a simple brain? That shouldn't be the case. Magic is not a profession where people with simple brains are allowed to be the top, right?

"The deceased is Kinoshita Yoshiro, a disciple of Kyujuku Motoyasu. He is 20 years old and a talented magician who became famous at a young age."

"The cause of death was an accident during the performance. There was a problem with the magic props and he drowned after failing to escape."

Dai Machiko was muttering to herself as she remembered the information she had just received.

With the case becoming increasingly clear, even she can see the connection.

How could such a coincidence happen in the world, that people would die wherever they went? This must be a serial murder case.

"By the way, lawyer, the envelope that Kaga Ranmaru just sent..."

"Just open it and read it to me."

Gu Meimen looked at the sink in front of him that had been changed countless times.

He fiddled with his hair again with a look of ease.

"That letter contains relevant information about Miyoshi Mazi."

"If what I expected is correct, she is most likely a relative of a genius magician who was murdered by Kujuku Motoyasu. She is a revenge ghost who has become Kujuku Motoyasu's disciple under a pseudonym and is seeking an opportunity for revenge."

"Well, this is also a classic scene. The only difference is that in those old movies from the last century, the vengeful ghosts were often moved by the friendship of their teachers, but she chose to kill her own teacher."

The paralegal with strange strength nodded somewhat bewilderedly.

I don't know why Kumimon's words are so jumpy.

But he still tore open the envelope in his hand and looked at the information inside.

However, when she saw the names in the first row, Dai Machiko exclaimed.

"Lawyer! Ms. Miyoshi Asako's real name is actually Kinoshita Sakura!"

"She is the younger sister of the genius magician Kinoshita Yoshiro who died in a magic accident fourteen years ago!"

"Lawyer, you got it exactly right!"

Kumimon, who should have been feeling proud, suddenly revealed a thoughtful expression.

My brother was a disciple of Kujuku Motoyasu and was murdered by Kujuku Motoyasu.

Will the younger sister choose to become Kujuku Motoyasu's disciple as well, and then murder Kujuku Motoyasu?

(This is truly... the endless cycle of evil karma.)

Kensuke Kumemon sighed, then thought about the lawsuit that he had a high probability of winning.

It was as if a large sum of money, Fukuzawa Yukichi, appeared before my eyes, and my mood suddenly became brighter.

Forget it, why bother so much? Lawyers are not gods, it is enough to do their job well.

No matter what, his lawsuit has already secured a complete victory in the future!

As for the magician killing people and such, let that little brat Xiang Yuan deal with it!

The sixth update of the day before yesterday

Chapter 303: Recess Time Intelligence Completed

—————May 22, 3:30 p.m.——————

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—————Tokyo area, Kujuku House——————

The Miracle Magic Troupe actually consists of more than just three magicians: Motoyasu Kyuju, Asako Miyoshi, and Ichizo Sanada.

In fact, Jiujiu Motoyasu recently accepted a new student named Baidi Yushi.

In Conan's opinion, this new magician is more like a chef than a magician.

For example, he is now in the kitchen preparing dinner to entertain everyone.

During the past period of time, he has almost walked through all the rooms in the Jiujiu House.

The only place I haven't been to now is the locked basement.

"Madam Ninety-Nine, may I ask, is there no one else in your house besides you and Mr. Baidi?"

Just as Conan was thinking about how to find an excuse to enter the basement of the Kujuku House.

However, Kogoro Mori had already started chatting about family matters with Lady Kujuku.

"I noticed that there seemed to be a pair of...small slippers in the shoe cabinet."

“Excuse me, are those your child’s shoes?”

Lady Kurukyuu was somewhat surprised at Kogoro Mori's observation skills.

However, she did not intend to avoid the question, but nodded and spoke seriously.

"Yes, those are the shoes of Kujuku Fumino, the only daughter of Motoyasu and I."

"She is only seven years old now and is in the first grade of Teitan Elementary School."

In the first grade at Teitan Elementary School? Isn't that the same school as Conan?

Uncle Maori was a little surprised this time, and he looked at Conan.

"Kid, you are in Class B, Grade 1, right?"

The Shinigami student nodded, and Lady Kujuku was a little surprised.

"Oh, Fumino is in the first grade class A now, maybe she has met your child..."

"Yes, yes, ma'am, we are here to find out the truth of this case."

"The murderer should know Mr. Jiujiu. I want to... go into the basement and take a look."

Uncle Maori stopped trying to get close to others and felt that the time was right, so he directly put forward his idea.

"I heard from Mr. Momochi before that the basement is where Mr. Jiujiu practices magic."

"There will also be some pictures of people who were close to him, and I think that may help the case."

Having said that, there was naturally no reason for Madam Jiujiu to refuse.

However, when she picked up the basement key and prepared to open the door, she did not forget to explain.

"This may not help the case progress..."

Crunch——————

The door to the basement opened and several people walked down the stairs.

When the lights were turned on, what appeared in the sight of Kogoro Mouri and Conan were several photos.

In between the color photos is a black and white photo.

Next to the photo is a Buddhist shrine and a bronze chime.

This is a prop used in this country to worship the dead.

"Why would Mr. Jiujiu have these in the basement? Did one of his students die?"

Uncle Maori was a little surprised.

Madam Ninety-Nine nodded and said with some sadness.

"Yes, it is said that this is the shrine of Kinoshita Yoshiro, Motoyasu's first student."

"It is said that he drowned during an escape technique practice at a performance venue."

"Yuan Yasu felt deeply guilty about this and thought that he had failed to teach Muxia well, so he enshrined him."

"I use this as a constant reminder to myself to learn from it and not let any more students die from this."

Kinoshita Yoshiro...Does this have anything to do with this case?

There was some doubt in the eyes of the Death God Elementary School Student. Perhaps, when he returned, he could compare the information with other people and get the details.

Suddenly, Yuji Momochi, who should have been in the kitchen, walked down the stairs into the basement.

The magician, who was new to magic, was a little confused.

"Teacher's wife, according to the normal time, shouldn't Fumino be back from his interest class?"

—————May 22, 3:30 p.m.——————

—————Detention center, interrogation room——————

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

"You are not qualified enough to use this trick to make me give unfavorable testimony."

The White Magician said calmly.

The stack of cards flew up and down as the hand moved.

Based on her observation of the back of the playing cards, Nanatsuki Koshimizu judged that this was not the same deck of cards as the one in the courtroom.

(These magicians really have an endless supply of magic props... where are they hidden?)

The young detective was a little confused, but she wasn't going to give up.

"If Miyoshi Mazi wants to kill Jiujiu Motoyasu, there must be some conflict or hatred between them."

"And you should also know this, so you think that the teacher and junior sister have not shown up yet..."

"It's possible that something has happened. After all, you know that Kaito Kidd will not kill anyone."

Nanatsuki Koshimizu tapped lightly on her full-face headphones.

It was as if he was completely focused on his own reasoning process and didn't care about the changes in Sanada Kazuzo's expression.

For a former high school detective who can do two things at once, this is not something to be commended at all.

"Kyujuku Motoyasu is like your father, so your first reaction is to save him."

"But after you met Miyoshi Mako on the way and confirmed that Jiujiu Yuankang was dead..."

"But you turned around and chose to help Sanhao Mazi cover up the murder."

"Does this mean that Jiujiu Yuankang's death was deserved in your eyes?"

Otherwise, a person with normal values ​​would not help another person to cover up the crime of killing a teacher.

Because in his eyes, the position of [the other person], that is, Miyoshi Mako, is definitely not as important as the teacher.

Nanatsuki Koshimizu closed her eyes slightly and quickly put together the logical chain of this case.

This case seems complicated because three people acted at the same time on the same night.

There are three [Kaito Kidd] on the field, so it seems that there will be inconsistencies.

Now all we need to do is find the connection between Miyoshi Mako and Kyujuku Motoyasu and find out the motive for the murder.

Then everything will come to light, and the trial will be over on the second day.

"The wife of Jiujiu Yuankang wants to find out the truth. If it is a daily conflict, the resentment is deep."

"As Yuan Kang's wife, she should know about this, and she has no reason to hide it."

"Then it can only be hatred."

The young detective opened her eyes and looked at Sanada Kazuzo hesitantly.

"Does Kujuku Motoyasu himself also know about Miyoshi Mako?"

"That's why Sanhao Mazi was able to..." before the memorial service even though their daily relationship was not harmonious.

"Use some excuse, such as [End Everything], to invite Jiujiu Yuankang to meet in a room on the second floor?"

The poker cards in the white magician's hand closed and stopped flipping.