The Detective Conan's Luck-Changer: Ran Begs for Mercy at the Start

Ding dong——!

The doorbell of the house was rung.

Standing by the second-floor window, looking down,

They discovered that the visitor was Shinichi Kudo's childhood friend:

A young, beautiful girl with a great figure, as lovely as an angel.

—Ran Mouri!

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It's unclear what Ran Mouri's purpose is in coming to our door.

Revenge?

Does Itake Karuta remember?

Ran Mouri's fighting prowess is among the best in the world of Detective Conan.

but,

Since Ran Mouri rang the doorbell,

Instead of banging on the door and forcibly breaking in,

It's unlikely to escalate into a full-blown fight.

Although a fight broke out

Izuki Karuta remained completely unperturbed.

Go down the stairs,

Itake Karuta walked out of the house.

The house is a three-story villa.

Located in a residential area near the city center,

The front yard is spacious, and the backyard has a private swimming pool. The house is surrounded by a wall.

It was purchased at a discount from a wealthy customer with connections.

Izuki Karuta walked to the front of her house's openwork iron gate.

Looking at the somewhat haggard-looking girl outside the door, he said calmly:

"I'm off work today. If you want to check your fortune, please come early tomorrow."

It was already dusk.

"I know I'm late..."

"We should have persuaded Shinichi to apologize sooner..."

Ran Mouri gripped the door, her eyes brimming with tears, her emotions running high:

"But Mr. Itsuki, please tell me, Shinichi is not dead!"

"Shinichi... he didn't die..."

"Woooooooo..."

Ran Mouri cannot accept this.

Even though she went to Dorobiga amusement park with Shinichi Kudo yesterday,

Although Shinichi Kudo later said he had something to investigate and left temporarily.

But I never expected that when I woke up today, there would be a death notice in the newspaper.

A childhood sweetheart you've known for years is gone just like that; it's hard for anyone to stay calm.

Seeing that Ran Mouri was emotional,

Izuki Karuta smiled slightly:

"I can tell you the answer, but that's a paid service."

People who are emotionally agitated are the easiest to manipulate.

As long as you gain their trust,

I'm willing to do whatever you say.

"W-What kind of business?" Ran Mouri was taken aback.

“One million yen,” Itake Karuta explained:

"Pay me and I'll do the calculation for you."

"Let's see if Shinichi Kudo is dead or alive."

Ran Mouri was overjoyed and burst into laughter through her tears:

"You mean... Shinichi is still alive?!?"

Ran Mouri was deeply saddened by Shinichi Kudo's death.

Unable to accept reality and too afraid to look at the body, they came here to vent their emotions.

After all, in her eyes, Shinichi Kudo had offended the god worshipped by Itsuki Karuta because of the verbal dispute the day before yesterday, which led to his sudden misfortune.

Izuki Qingtian shook her head. "Whether she's dead or alive, I have no idea."

"We need to consult the gods to know the exact answer."

"This kind of business is generally not open to the public."

“But you, beautiful lady, I can make an exception and try.”

After saying that, Izuki Karuta opened the door and turned to walk back without waiting for Ran Mouri's reply.

Ran Mouri gritted her teeth and quickly followed, entering the house.

100 million yen is a lot,

However, since the Mori family's money is managed by Ran Mori, they can still access it.

If only Izuki Karuta could give that answer.

What is 100 million yen anyway!

Although it will most likely be that heartbreaking answer...

But at least, before the answer is revealed, there is another possibility...

quickly,

Izuki Karuta led Mouri Ran to the second-floor reception room.

This is when I meet clients on a regular basis.

It is also a place for observing fortune and warding off disasters.

The floor is covered with tatami mats, so you can sit on the floor.

There are also cushions for kneeling, which are more suitable for the habits of people from Japan.

The room was very empty, with practically nothing in it.

On only one side of the wall, there was a two-meter-high scroll painting.

There is only one person standing in the painting.

They disregarded appearances, couldn't discern clothing, and were unsure of gender.

Upon close inspection, the brushstrokes on the drawing paper are clear and the textures are exquisite.

A nose is a nose, and eyes are eyes.

But when I try to piece it together, I can't remember it.

I only vaguely know that there is a person in the painting.

"The appearance of a deity is not visible to ordinary people."

Izuki Shizuta spoke calmly.

The painting startled Ran Mouri, who was engrossed in it.

Ran Mouri was stunned by the mysterious painting and quickly looked away, obediently kneeling on the cushion.

Izuki Shigeta closed the door, turned her back to the portrait, sat cross-legged, and closed her eyes.

Sitting opposite her, Ran Mouri felt that after Izuki Karata sat down, she seemed to merge into the person in the painting.

"Before you ask the gods, say your name."

Izuki Karuta spoke slowly,

His voice carried a subtle air of authority, yet it sounded perfectly natural.

As if it should be so.