Detective Conan: Knifeman? I'm a good citizen of Beihua

"So, maybe if we just determine who Fuji Shuren was looking for yesterday... we can identify the murderer?" Conan said, trying to stay calm.

"It's very likely." Bai Chuanqiu nodded. "Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that the murderer borrowed this person's identity to get there. Even if you find the person Fuji Shuren was supposed to be waiting for, she might help conceal the murderer's identity."

"—After all, they are all miserable people."

Conan and Hattori Heiji both fell silent.

Conan clenched his fists: "Why didn't they call the police?"

To choose such a tragic way to take revenge.

"There are so many ways to control them, whether it's life-saving money, or just a naked photo, or a video that people don't want to recall."

Shirakawa Qiu sneered, his voice unclear. "And maybe they tried calling the police. Unfortunately, the Kyoto Prefectural Police Chief was recently imprisoned for the Hayashiro Construction case, and the new chief didn't have time to hear about their tragic past."

Conan and Hattori Heiji were both stunned.

Huh? They didn't even notice this!

Therefore, the original police station is in cahoots with those people. Even if these victims want to call the police, they will soon face the next despair.

"Perhaps, at a drinking party, the girls also met the minister and excitedly wanted to tell him about their experiences, hoping to be saved, but they despairedly discovered that the minister was also their guest—"

Bai Chuanqiu twitched the corner of his mouth: "What do you think they will think?"

No matter how good-tempered one is, just thinking about what Baichuan Qiu said, one can't help but curse.

Hattori Heiji closed his eyes and took deep breaths repeatedly to calm himself down.

Conan's eyes were heavy. Cases like this always reminded him of some people he had met in the past - some murderers who were desperate because of belated "justice".

And obviously, they were one step too late.

Justice delayed...

Conan sighed.

"So?" Shirakawa Qiu said calmly, "Are you going to tell the police about this now?"

"Even if I knew that the people the murderer killed might not be good people, or even demons who had oppressed countless girls—"

"What do you think, detectives?"

Conan and Hattori Heiji looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

——If justice is already late, then what qualifications do they have to use delayed justice to fight against the victims who took up the butcher knife to protect themselves?

……

In the evening, the sound of sirens once again pierced the night sky, but this time, almost no one expected that the murderer did not leave the crime scene after committing the crime. Instead, she waited there very calmly, allowing the police to arrest her.

"It's you."

Ayanokouji Fumimaro looked at the person smoking on the sofa with a complicated expression, and his voice was a little dry.

Hattori Heiji and Conan, who rushed over after hearing the news, stared at the person on the sofa in shock, feeling complicated and heavy.

——It turned out to be Miss Mikata Anko!

No, it should be said that...

Conan lowered his eyes, the reflection from his glasses covering most of his face.

Although he already had some vague guesses in his mind because of Nagai Nako's matter, he did not expect that his guess would be confirmed so soon.

"Yes, it was me. I did it all."

Anzi Sanfang was very calm, even to the point of numbness. Even though her hands were handcuffed, she did not react at all. Only the smoke slowly rising from her hands added a touch of decadent and enchanting beauty to her.

"Ah, my son—"

When Shunpei Nishizaki arrived at the scene, he couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw Nishizaki Osamu's body which had dozens of holes in it.

He only has this one son! How could he be——

"Damn bitch--" Nishizaki Hayabusa's eyes turned red, and he almost rushed over to hit Mikata Anko, but was stopped by Shirakawa Akane.

"The murderer has surrendered herself. Please calm down, Mr. Nishizaki." Shirakawa Qiu held his arm and said with a half-smile, "The law will punish her."

"The law is useless! My son is dead!" Nishizaki Hayabusa yelled uncontrollably. When he saw that it was Shirakawa Akane who stopped him, his emotions became even more out of control. "It's you! It's you! Damn it! You must be behind this! You must be taking revenge on us—"

As he said that, he struggled to throw himself on Baichuan Qiu, but Baichuan Qiu's force holding his arms was too great, and he struggled in vain for a long time, but couldn't break free at all.

"Why should I take revenge on you? Is there any hatred between us?" Baichuan Qiu asked sincerely, seeming really puzzled.

Nishizaki Hayabusa immediately shut up.

Even if you lose your son, you can still have another one. But if you say something you shouldn’t say, you may lose your life.

But even so, Nishizaki Hayabusa's words still made the people present keenly grasp something.

Conan and Hattori Heiji looked at Shirakawa Akane, as if they were thinking about something. However, Ayanokouji Fumimaro just glanced at Shirakawa Akane for a moment longer and then looked away without much concern.

——For Ayanokouji Fumimaro, the feud between the Nishizaki family and Shirakawa Akane is not of interest to him. The case at hand is more important.

"Mr. Nishizaki, Anko Mikata has turned herself in. These crimes were indeed committed by her alone. The confession and evidence match." Ayanokouji Fumimaro said.

"Then what are you waiting for? Take her away immediately! Death penalty! Absolutely death penalty!"

Nishizaki Hayabusa screamed loudly. Even though his middle-aged voice was relatively deep, it was broken by the angry roar and sounded particularly terrifying.

"We will naturally follow the procedure." Ayanokouji Fumimaro promised.

Nishizaki Hayabusa stared at Mikata Anko fiercely, his eyes full of murderous intent.

However, what no one expected was that after Mikata Anzi calmly finished smoking a cigarette, she suddenly said, "Officer, I have something to report."

As soon as these words came out, Nishizaki Hayabusa's pupils shrank slightly——

"Oh?" Ayanokouji Fumimaro looked at Mikata Kyoko, "Please continue."

But before Mikata Anzi could say anything, Nishizaki Shunpei raised his voice: "Mikata Anzi, you'd better think it over carefully--"

Damn it, I almost forgot, this woman is so crazy now that she even dares to kill people, so isn't it natural for her to report the geisha house?

This is not possible!

His son is already dead, and he absolutely cannot let anything happen to the geisha house again—

"Officer Ayanokouji, I have something I want to discuss with Miss Mikata Anko alone." Nishizaki Hayabusa changed his murderous expression and spoke to Ayanokouji Fumimaro very sincerely.

Ayanokouji Fumimaro decisively refused: "I'm sorry, but it's impossible for me to allow the murderer to meet with the victim's family alone right now."

This is a protection for both parties.

Nishizaki Shunpei gritted his teeth and said, "Officer Ayanokouji, for the sake of—"

"No, that's not possible."

Ayanokouji Fumimaro had a polite and distant smile on his face, while the little squirrel on his shoulder was washing its face silently, as if mocking the person in front of him.

Nishizaki Shunpei was furious.

If it was any other police officer, he could still use Nishizaki's family influence to put pressure on him, but this guy happened to be from the Ayanokouji family!

He's really a stubborn guy.

"Okay, I've finished smoking, we can go now." Ayanokouji Fumimaro nodded slightly.

These few minutes of smoking time are the basic human rights they give to Sanfang Xingzi to surrender herself.

The police officer next to him walked over and took Sanfang Xingzi, who stood up on her own initiative, out.

Nishizaki Hayabusa glared at Mikata Anko, his eyes full of fear.

Sanfang Anzi just smiled at him with a cold look in her eyes.