Conan and Gin are both my brothers, what's wrong with meeting them once?

Kudo Kazuma stood up and walked towards the reception room.

"Ichima!" Ran called out to him, "Are you... alright?"

When they first met, Kudo Kazuma was coughing so badly that he fainted.

"It's alright, let's go take a look."

The spirit is right in front of him. After absorbing it, he can resist the backlash from the Grim Reaper. He can hold on for a little while.

Just as the two arrived, Kogoro Mouri rushed out, saying with a serious expression that Maru Denjiro was dead and that Ran should call the police.

The alarm expert, Xiaolan, immediately nodded and dialed the Metropolitan Police Department's number.

Kudo Kazuma then leaned forward to take a look.

The old man, whose phone had rang eight hundred times, had a face and head covered in blood, but the blood couldn't hide his horrified expression. A sword was stuck in his chest, and his death was quite frightening.

Tsk tsk, this bloody scene is definitely not suitable for children.

However, why does this room full of scratches look so familiar?

After absorbing the soul, Kudo Kazuma ignored Maru Denjiro's soul's attempt to pull the sword out of the corpse's chest and grabbed Conan, who was deep in thought at the scene.

"Huh? What are you doing?"

Conan was puzzled by the pile of scratches at the scene when, before he could react, his little brother grabbed him by the waist and tucked him under his arm. He frantically struggled, waving his short arms and legs.

"Put me down!"

Kudo Kazuma completely ignored Conan's antics, saying as he walked out, "This is not suitable for children. We'll talk about it when Inspector Megure arrives."

Conan rolled his eyes in annoyance. The corpse of Boss Manaka was also quite bloody, so why didn't he take me away?

Shortly after, Inspector Megure arrived at the scene with his subordinates.

Looking at the scratches all over the room, Inspector Megure asked Maru Denjiro's wife, Maru Ineko, "Does your husband practice kendo regularly?"

“Yes, he’s already at the third level.” Maru Inako frowned as she looked at Maru Denjiro’s corpse. “His technique was already quite impressive.”

"Then... does this katana belong to your husband?"

"Yes, it has always been hanging in the niche as decoration."

Inspector Megure nodded and deduced from the known information: "Judging from the crisscrossing sword marks in this room, Mr. Maru seems to have had a fierce fight with the murderer. Based on this, the murderer should also be a very skilled fighter."

Kudo Kazuma sighed repeatedly as he listened.

That was a good reasoning, but don't try to reason next time.

Inspector Megure sounds like he's watched a lot of martial arts movies.

However, the crisscrossing sword and knife marks in this room... do give it a somewhat déjà vu feel...

After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Do you really think that when sword masters fight, they can leave a room full of sword marks? Swordsmanship isn't sword energy..."

He sounded somewhat unsure when he said the last sentence.

Since Super Saiyan Kyogoku Makoto can shatter pillars with his bare hands, there's no reason why this world can't produce a master swordsman with unparalleled sword energy.

Of course, even if there were, they wouldn't be the deceased or the murderer.

To be honest, the mess in this room didn't resemble any kind of sword energy, but rather...

While the others were still a little confused, Conan had already understood what he meant.

"You mean, all these marks were deliberately made?" Conan pondered for a moment before speaking with certainty, "The deceased didn't have the time or energy to do this, so it must have been the murderer who made them..."

As if struck by lightning, Conan suddenly understood everything: "What were all these marks made to cover up? Could it be to conceal information left by the deceased?"

Upon hearing this, many people looked up at the marks, searching for anything suspicious.

Only Kudo Kazuma kept his head down, wondering where this sense of déjà vu came from.

To everyone's surprise, when they looked down, they found a black-covered notebook near the body.

He lightly kicked it with his toe: "What is this thing?"

Inspector Megure bent down and picked it up, flipping through it curiously: "It looks like the victim's notebook, the schedule is so detailed..."

"The people scheduled to meet today are... Kogoro Mouri, Yuji Suwa, Ikuya Hatano, and Jo Akutsu, are those four people?"

Kudo Kazuma raised his hand from the side: "Me too, but I made a last-minute reservation yesterday and was the first one to arrive today, so I wasn't recorded here."

Before Inspector Megure could say anything more, an officer dragged a man over: "Officer, we've found a suspicious person who's been loitering outside the house."

The man he was dragging was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, who looked bewildered: "I'm not a suspicious person."

Maru Inako was also shocked: "Dr. Hatano? How could he be a suspicious person?"

As Maru Inako was introducing Dr. Hatano to Inspector Megure, two officers pulled over a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face.

"Let me go! Let me go! Do you even know who I am?!"

The middle-aged man started shouting.

Kudo Kazuma blinked. He didn't know who the other person was, but neither of them were the murderer.

So... only one thing, what is it ...

Just then, Kogoro Mouri also made his deduction: "I know!"

"The murderer has already been here! And three of the four people in the notebook have appeared, so the murderer must be the one who hasn't shown up yet! Suwa Yuji, it's him!"

Uncle Mori struck an exaggerated pose as he explained his deductions, while a small man with squinty eyes and a mustache appeared behind him.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Whoa!" Kudo Kazuma gasped.

The murderer really is that squinty-eyed guy! The victim's soul wants nothing more than to strangle him; who else could it be but him?

The elimination method failed this time?

Or perhaps, in the early days of Conan, the Mori exclusion rule hadn't fully taken shape yet?

As he was lost in thought, the squinty-eyed man feigned ignorance and asked, "What happened? Why is it so noisy?"

When Kudo Kazuma saw his unlucky brother looking so worried and searching for clues, and then remembered that he had complained about being hungry before the murder, it seemed that he couldn't give him a chance to deduce the truth.

Just as Conan went to examine the squinty-eyed hand, Kazuma Kudo unleashed his ultimate [Sound Bewitching] skill.

"Don't you know what happened? Why are you pretending here?"

Kudo Kazuma suddenly spoke with a cold laugh.

Conan, who was still holding the hand of the squinty-eyed man, changed his expression upon hearing this.

No, my brat figured it out again? How did he figure it out? Where's the evidence?

Before Conan could say anything, Kudo Kazuma launched another barrage of attacks.

"What the hell are you doing, you're into kendo too, right? You're the one who made those marks in the reception room, aren't you? What are you trying to cover up? Could it be that you didn't kill Mr. Maru in one blow, so he left some marks on you?"

"For example...your name?"

Kudo Kazuma pressed closer, cold sweat gradually beading on his narrowed forehead.

"So, where is your name engraved?" As Kudo Kazuma spoke, he noticed that under the influence of [Sound Bewitching], his squinty eyes subconsciously looked at a storage cabinet that resembled a Chinese medicine cabinet.

He chuckled and pointed to the storage cabinet: "It's there, isn't it? What, still won't admit it? Are you trying to make everyone play a jigsaw puzzle game?"

“Yes, it was me…” The squinty-eyed man said with resentment, “But this was his fault!”

Kazuma Kudo waved his hand dismissively: "No matter whose fault it is, you're still right to commit murder, right? Does the reason for the murder even matter?"

"I...I..." The squinty-eyed man had only killed Marudenjiro because he felt insulted, and now that Kudo Kazuma was acting this way, how could he accept it?

Driven by immense resentment, he suddenly snatched a Japanese sword from a nearby police officer, drew it, and slashed at Kudo Kazuma head-on...

Thinking of Kudo Kazuma's frequent bouts of illness, Conan immediately panicked: "Kazuma!!!"