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"Nobody knew until the longevity granny announced the list of winners."

Fukuyama Rokuro harbored great distrust of Asakawa Hare's reasoning.

"That's right. If the murderer's goal wasn't to seize those dugong arrows, there would be no reason for him to attack the person who drew the dugong arrow."

"In other words, the murderer created all these illusions to mislead the police investigation. Am I right, Mr. Mori?"

Halfway through his speech, Asakawa Yu suddenly stopped and turned to ask Mori for his thoughts, which startled Conan, who was hiding behind Kogoro Mori.

He had been listening intently to Asakawa Yu's reasoning to see if it matched his own. If it did, it would be enough to show that he was gradually catching up with Asakawa Yu.

But just as everyone turned their attention to Kogoro Mouri, they found that he seemed to be asleep and did not answer.

"Um... Detective Mori, was this gentleman's reasoning correct?" Seeing that Mori hadn't answered for a long time, the police officer quietly reminded him.

"Oh...oh! Yes, yes, that's what I thought too."

Oh no, that was close to disaster! That damn Asakawa!

Haha, Conan is so funny!

[It's obvious they were scared.]

[Hattori: Why hasn't anyone asked me what I think?!]

"Go on, Asakawa," Conan said, mimicking Mori's tone.

"Then I'll continue. The reason the murderer made Naoko's death look like a clear case of homicide was to draw everyone's attention to the crime scene at that moment, so that he could carry out his third murder plan."

"In other words, the murderer's actions were the result of a meticulously planned and executed operation, and were definitely not a crime committed on impulse. Only one person could devise such a complete plan before the celebration."

"Could it be that!"

"This……"

Seemingly remembering someone, Fukuyama Rokuro and the others stood up in alarm and slowly turned their heads toward that person.

“That’s right, that person is you, Grandma Chōju! No, I should call you… Miss Shimabukuro Kimie would be more appropriate.” Asakawa Yu’s eyes were fixed on Grandma Chōju, who was sitting there motionless.

"What did you say?! How is this possible?!"

"Also, you're saying that the Longevity Granny is Junhui? Don't be ridiculous. Even if they were to pretend, their heights would be vastly different."

Clearly, Fukuyama Rokuro did not believe Asakawa Yu's reasoning and even thought that Asakawa Yu was talking nonsense.

"Besides, Junhui is the third victim, and the police have already confirmed that."

"What if that medical record is also fake?" Asakawa Yu stared sharply at Fukuyama Rokuro and the others.

In an instant, the entire venue fell into complete silence; you could hear a pin drop.

"Could it be..." The police officer thought of something unbelievable.

"Yes, actually, it was Ms. Saori who went to the dentist. Ms. Kimie accompanied Saori to the dentist, and when Saori wasn't paying attention, she first stole her insurance card from her bag, and then pretended to be kind and let her use her own insurance card to see the doctor. In this way, the records left at the dentist's office are naturally Ms. Kimie's records."

"Am I right, Miss Junhui?" Asakawa Yu shifted her gaze to the old woman, her sharp eyes scanning her up and down.

"my mother."

!!!

Upon hearing that young voice, everyone present gasped.

Lifting her skirt, the Longevity Granny pressed down the button on the strap tied to her feet and slowly stood up. "After my mother took over the mission of the Longevity Granny from my grandmother, she desperately acted for this island, and that was the end of her tragic life!"

“You…you are…” Fukuyama Rokuro looked at the old woman who had stood up, his face filled with terror.

"Actually, I really want to know why you know so much." With that, the old woman slowly tore off the human skin mask from her face, revealing the young face beneath—it was none other than Shimabukuro Kimie, who had already been burned to death!

"I've always been very confident about this old-age makeup."

"Well, actually, I started to suspect you when you told us that the roster was missing. As for why I knew so much, just think of it as me having a superpower that ordinary people don't have."

Asakawa Yu said this to Shimabukuro Kimie, seemingly to ease the tense atmosphere.

"Why, Junhui? Aren't those three friends we grew up with? Why are you asking?"

"To avenge my mother, I'd even be willing to be a childhood friend," Junhui replied while removing her makeup.

"So, the one who set fire to the warehouse three years ago was..."

Next, Kimie Shimabukuro recounted what Naoko and the other two had done three years ago, and only then did everyone finally understand the whole truth.

“No, there must be someone else who knows the secret of the Longevity Granny, right?” Hattori’s injuries were no longer in much pain, so he joined in the deduction.

As he spoke, Hattori turned his gaze to the elderly islanders sitting there.

Finally, under pressure from Hattori, the islanders revealed the truth.

It turned out that they knew from the beginning that the old woman was actually Shimabukuro Kimie in disguise. They said that since Kimie was willing to continue playing the old woman, they would continue to cooperate with her. After saying that, they all knelt down and apologized to Shimabukuro Kimie.

Unfortunately, it was all too late.

Upon learning the truth, Kimie Shimabukuro burst into tears, crying out, "Why! Why didn't you tell me sooner? Why!"

"Boss, this..." After hearing the whole truth, Miyano Akemi felt sorry for the girl who had taken all the blame.

"That's it. The nightmare of immortality is over. It's precisely because life is finite that it's so precious. It's because it's finite that people strive. Do you remember these words, Kimie Shimabukuro..."

The scene was eerily silent, save for the girl's sobs, which brought tears to everyone's eyes.

The next morning, everyone gathered at the pier to see off Kimie Shimabukuro.

The wind and waves grew ever stronger, making it nearly impossible for the boat to set sail, much like the old man was resisting the witch, who had struggled alone for the past three years, from leaving the island…