A Sorcerer in the Detective World

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House Ninety-nine, in the basement.

Conan and Koshimi Nanatsuki looked up at a photo hanging on the wall. In the photo was a handsome young man: "This man's name is Kinoshita Yoshiro? His photo is much cleaner than other photos... "

"Yes, he was the teacher's favorite disciple and a famous genius magician. Unfortunately, he passed away due to an accident more than ten years ago." Sanada Kazuzo introduced the person in the photo, hesitated for a moment, and then continued. :

"... As for his photos being cleaner than other photos, it's probably because of Miss Asako."

"Asako? Is she the big sister who took Fumino out to buy ingredients just now?" Conan was a little surprised, "Did Sister Asako know the dead Yoshiro Kinoshita?"

"This...I'm not sure about that either." Sanada Kazuzo shook his head, and then said, "...But, I once saw a photo of Miss Asako cleaning up Kinoshita Yoshiro."

"Okay! Okay!" Uncle Maori waved his hand unhappily, "...Really, it's just a photo, what does it have to do with the case? The most urgent task now is to find out the real cause of death of Kujiu Yuankang first. Yes! However, we have also seen the door lock here, and it is indeed easy to open from the inside. From this point of view, the possibility of Mr. Jiujiu Yuankang committing suicide is indeed very high."

"...After all, no sleeping pills were found in his body, and when his body was discovered, there were no signs of binding..."

"Mr. Mori, what you say is a bit too arbitrary~" Koshimizu Nanatsuki smiled slightly, "...Actually, after I saw Mr. Ninety-nine's photo of using thin wires to control a puppet, This method has already been solved...Mr. Ninety-Nine must have been tied up at that time, right?"

"What? But there are no traces of being tied up on Jiujiu Yuankang's body!" Uncle Maori defended.

"The one who is tied up is not Kujiu Motoyasu himself, but the ring on his hand!" Koshimizu Nanatsuki explained, "You must have seen the photo of Mr. Motoyasu when he died before, right? His hands were covered with rings. Ring. If someone asked Mr. Motoyasu to put his hands behind his back, and then tied the ring with something like piano wire, wouldn't Mr. Motoyasu's hands be tied behind his back by the murderer? Moreover, if they were tied If it’s a ring, of course it won’t leave traces on the body…”

"Uh..." Uncle Maoli held his chin in thought, "It seems to be true!"

At this time, the Conan kid imitated what Koshizu Nanatsuki said, clasped his hands behind his back, and said "Ah!" "...Wow! What Koshizu sister said is really right! If you are tied up like this, your actions will look like It’s very inconvenient! Let alone opening the door, I’m afraid it will be difficult to even sit up..."

Koshizui Nanatsuki turned to look at Conan and said seriously: "That's right! So, we are now basically certain that Mr. Ninety-nine was killed! Moreover, the murderer should be someone very close to Mr. Motoyasu. Like his wife, students, etc."

"...After all, if he were a stranger and asked Mr. Motoyasu to put his hands behind his back and tie his ring with a string, Mr. Motoyasu would definitely become suspicious and disagree..."

"What about the murderer? You don't even know who the murderer is, right?" Uncle Mouri looked at Koshimi Nanatsuki unhappily——

By the way, when Nanatsuki Koshizui was around, why did he feel like he was having trouble with the whole process~

Koshizui Nanatsuki tilted his head and said: "...Although I don't know who the murderer is yet, as long as we can unlock the death information left by Mr. Motoyasu,

Then everything should be revealed, right? "

"Death message? You mean...the two playing cards stuck together that Mr. Sanada showed us?" Uncle Mouri frowned, "...but there doesn't seem to be anything special about these two playing cards, right?"

As soon as Uncle Maori finished speaking, he saw that Conan kid had already stepped on the chair and looked at the phone buried in cards on the table. He said "ahhhhh" and showed off his cuteness: "How strange! Those two are stuck together. Poker cards look like this button on a phone~"

"Button?! What button?" Uncle Maori immediately ran to Conan and saw the phone on the table, "Is this... the redial button?"

"Yes! There must be clues in this phone call, right?" Conan the kid pretended to be cute.

Koshizui Nanatsuki and Xiaolan stood behind, looking at the Conan kid together. Koshizui Nanatsuki asked Xiaolan in a low voice with a strange expression: "Xiaolan, do you think Conan is like a child?"

Xiaolan gritted her teeth, her eyes burning with shyness and anger: "No! He's not!"

…

In the living room.

Shu Yunwen sat upright on the sofa. Tsukamoto Sumi and Sonoko were both a little surprised. Miyoshi Asako's expression was stiff. Kujiu Qihui asked excitedly: "Master Yunwen, are you saying that my husband was killed?" Really? Then, who is the murderer? Please tell me who the murderer is!"

"The murderer? Isn't the murderer standing in front of us now?" Shu Yunwen's eyes were still fixed on Miyoshi Mazi.

As soon as Tsukamoto Sumi saw Shu Yunwen's eyes, she immediately half-blocked Shu Yunwen and looked at Miyoshi Mazi warily.

Jiujiuqihui asked in surprise: "Wait a minute, Master Yunwen, did you say that the murderer was Mazi? How could she be? She is my husband's disciple..."

Miyoshi Asako also forced a smile: "Mr. Shu, do you think I am the murderer who killed the teacher? Don't be kidding. When the teacher died, I was not at home at all, but with my wife, Mr. Sanada and the others... …”

Shu Yunwen didn't wait for Miyoshi Mazi to finish, shook his head and interrupted: "Okay, Miss Miyoshi Mazi, you don't have to quibble. Do you know who told me that you are the murderer?"

"..." Miyoshi Mazi remained silent.

Shu Yunwen continued: "...it's your teacher, Mr. Jiujiu Yuankang himself! This is what he told me personally..."

After Shu Yunwen finished speaking, it seemed as if a cold wind suddenly blew through the living room, and everyone felt cold.

"...You said it was the teacher who said it himself?" Asako Miyoshi still defended, "...how is that possible? The teacher is already dead..."

"Who said dead people can't speak?" Shu Yunwen said, suddenly chanting a witchcraft spell in his mouth, and then threw a [Ghost Eye] on Mazi:

"...See for yourself, Mr. Motoyasu is standing in front of you now!"

At the same time, Miyoshi Asako felt that the scene in front of her was changing, and there seemed to be a layer of light mist in the air. In this mist, a barely formed soul body that could vaguely be seen as her teacher Jiujiu Yuanyasu was floating in her. In front of you.

Miyoshi Asako's eyes were dull. Kujiu Yuanyasu also discovered that Miyoshi Asako could see him now, so he knelt down directly. While his soul was agitated, he kept gesticulating with his hands and opened his mouth to plead silently:

"Asako, please don't hurt Fumino!"

PS: Well, it’s late again. Well, it’s troublesome to adjust the biological clock. I just dozed off in the afternoon and didn’t write a word... Well, it’s cool~