People who are interested in comics will never die in the Shura field

"So that's how it is! So that's how it is! No wonder... no wonder you said it was an accident!" Conan suddenly realized.

Kogoro Mouri didn't understand what the two of them were talking about.

“Look at the screws securing the sign. The four characters for ‘Island Hotel’ are secured separately. The screws securing the ‘Island’ characters have clearly been vandalized. There are marks from a hacksaw. But the screws securing the ‘Hotel’ character show no signs of vandalism. They’ve just been weathered so badly over time that they’re completely rusted inside and out. With the wind this morning being so strong, those rusted screws could break at any moment.”

[The truth is, I was broken off by the little fox around my neck and thrown down. But I can't let others know about the existence of the monster, so I can only say this. I'm so clever.] Yamabuki Hanajin.

Even someone as intelligent as Kogoro Mouri understands what happened.

"Everyone gathered at the restaurant this morning. Before the waiter brought the chicken soup, Ms. Shiraka Ida had already put peanut products into it. But do you remember how President Kaneda drank the soup? He didn't drink it himself, but Ms. Duko Kaneda fed it to him. I'm afraid that before that, there was some slow poison added to the soup."

This bowl of chicken soup is nothing but poison; there's not a drop of broth in it.

"When President Kaneda realized he was having an allergic reaction, he immediately rushed out to get the anti-allergy medication from his car."

But just as he reached the door, the slow-acting poison took effect, and President Kaneda clutched his chest in agony. His good son, Kaneda Kakeru, seeing his father standing downstairs, immediately cut the fishing line, letting the two characters on the signboard, "Isolated Island," fall freely. However, to his utter surprise, both characters missed their mark. The character for "wine," because its screws were rusted, was blown off by the strong wind and landed squarely on President Kaneda's head.

"That's why I say these are three failed murders. All three of them were trying their best to kill President Kaneda, but none of them expected that President Kaneda would die in an accident in the end. That's what you call the unpredictability of life." Yamabuki Hanajin sighed.

Of course, we can't tell them that Kaneda Hijikata was actually killed by a fox demon.

"Your Highness, you're awesome!" said the little fox.

"No problem," said Yamabuki Hanajin with a smug look on her face.

Conan felt like his brain's CPU was about to burn out.

Are there really accidental deaths in this world?

Is this the end of my career as a detective?

"By the way, Conan, you owe me one dollar."

Chapter 94: Conan: From Today On, I Believe in Metaphysics

The poles are reversed.

This is the legendary reversal of polarity.

Kaneda was already kneeling on the ground in painful repentance, but upon hearing Yamabuki Hanajin's fictional reasoning, he stood up again.

"So you're saying I didn't kill my dad? At most, I can only be considered an attempted murderer! Great! I can get a share of the inheritance again! But you, woman, actually poisoned my dad! You're a vicious snake, you won't get a single cent of the inheritance." Jin Tiansheng laughed wildly.

Kaneda Jeko's hands trembled uncontrollably: "If you consider this attempted murder, then mine was also attempted murder. That old ghost was killed by the falling billboard before he died from the poison. Who says I'm not entitled to a share of the inheritance?"

"This family is really awful," Xiaolan couldn't help but complain.

Kogoro Mouri slapped his thigh hard: "Anyway, you all stand still and behave yourselves. Even if it's attempted murder, you'll still be in jail for a few years. Go talk to the police if you have anything to say."

Conan never expected that his deduction would have such a flaw.

"Is it a murder like the Murder on the Orient Express?" Conan stared intently at Yamabuki Hanajiki.

What is this woman's identity?

Such a revolutionary mind!

The cases that happened around me actually had unexpected twists?

This is unreasonable.

Is the rule of this world about to be broken?

"Alright, my reasoning is complete. I need to go back to my room to rest. Ran, please." Yamabuki Hanajin handed his free hand to Ran.

Ran helped Yamabuki Hanajin back to her room, with Conan silently following behind.

"Conan! Don't just go into girls' rooms," Ran complained.

Conan immediately put on a childlike act: "I just think that older sister's reasoning is amazing, she's just like a detective."

"Since you're curious, let's sit down and chat." Yamabuki Hanajin looked at the famous detective in front of him with a smile.

"Big sister, how do you know that Miss Jealousy has been putting slow-acting poison in her husband's food? Miss Jealousy didn't leave any trace in the hotel. Deduction is based on reasonable guesses made from limited evidence, not on wild speculation. I'm curious, where did you find the evidence, big sister?" Conan had a suspicion that this girl might be connected to the Black Organization.

Of course, he doesn't have any evidence yet.

"Sister Ran, Uncle seemed to be calling you just now. Go down and see." Conan easily sent Ran away.

Once the Black Organization is involved, the nature of the matter changes, and Xiaolan absolutely cannot be involved.

Yamabuki Hanajin laughed heartily. After Ran left, Yamabuki Hanajin spoke frankly: "I already said that I am the god of wisdom for yokai, and all yokai will obey my commands. Kaneda Duko is just an ordinary person. How could she escape the surveillance of a yokai?"

Conan couldn't help but roll his eyes. Only elementary school students would believe such a thing. Do you really think I'm an elementary school student?

"But you can rest assured. I have absolutely no connection with that black organization, and I don't know Gin, Vodka, Rena Mizunashi, Shiho Miyano, Vermouth, Rum, Tequila, Pisco, Scotch Whisky, Akemi Miyano, Rye Whisky, Bourbon, or any of those people."

"Speak slowly, let me write these names down first." Conan doesn't know much about the Black Organization yet, but when he hears the names Gin and Vodka, he knows that the long list of names that follows is definitely real.

You still say the Black Organization has nothing to do with you? This is like reciting a menu. If you're not a high-ranking member of the Black Organization, how could you know so many names of people in the organization?

Wait, Reina Mizunashi? I remember she's a very famous female announcer.

Could she be a member of a criminal organization as well?

Besides code names, there are also many personal names here: Shiho Miyano? Akemi Miyano? Are these two siblings?

This is an explosion of information!

Conan felt like his CPU was about to burn out.

This is much more satisfying than solving a case.

"By the way, Shinichi Kudo, you don't actually need to worry about the Black Organization coming after you. Gin has completely forgotten about you. Just live your elementary school life normally. There's no need to make a fuss." Yamabuki Hanajin felt she had done more than enough.

Conan was incredibly nervous when he heard the woman call him by his real name.

"Where did you get so much information?" Conan questioned.

"Because I read comics." Yamabuki Hanajin said earnestly. She swore to the heavens that everything she said was true and there was absolutely no lie. But why didn't these people believe her?

Conan didn't understand what Yamabuki Hanajin meant.

Is the comic related to the Black Organization?

"If all else fails, you can assume that all this information was given to me by a yokai." Yamabuki Hanajin felt that she couldn't communicate with normal people, so she could only make it sound mysterious.

"I told you, those kinds of lies for kids don't work on me!" Conan yelled.

"If you believe there are no monsters in the world, then what is that thing on your shoulder?" Yamabuki Hanajin was about to give Detective Ming a supernatural shock.

Since I can only stay in this world for one day anyway, I might as well do whatever makes me happy.

Conan stared stiffly at his shoulder.

There was a cute little monster that looked like a marshmallow on its shoulder.

"Hey!"

Not only that, all sorts of little monsters crawled out from the gaps on the windowsill, sofa, and bed.

“This is…” Conan’s pupils dilated in shock.

"I told you long ago. I am the god of wisdom for these monsters, but you just wouldn't believe me. Sigh! As expected, there is still a barrier between gods and mortals." Yamabuki Hanajin gently stroked the fox's little head; the feel of it was absolutely wonderful.

"There really are monsters in the world! There really are gods!" Conan's brain was trembling.

What exactly is going on? Has all this scientific progress been for nothing?

Is this the truth of the world?

Does physics not exist at all?

If ghosts and monsters really commit murder, how can we solve the case using human methods?

Conan's worldview has been completely overturned.

I feel like I've lived a joke for the past ten years or so.

It turns out there are so many secrets in the world that I didn't know, and that what I had been pursuing all along was wrong!

It's better not to be a detective.

"Oh right, we made a bet before, and you lost a dollar to me. Keep this dollar for now; I might come and play with you someday."

Conan had forgotten how he left the room; he felt completely disoriented, as if nothing in the world existed and his reason for living had been denied.

"No, I can't let myself sink like this. From today onwards, I will diligently study the study of ghosts and monsters. If something exists, it must have a reason. Since demons and monsters exist, they must also be scientific. Science should encompass everything that truly exists. It's decided! I will study hard and improve every day!"

Koizumi Akako said: Come visit me, and I can even show you some black magic.

Chapter 95: My Sister Climbed into My Bed

It's another sunny morning.

Yamabuki Hanakami lay on the soft bed, not wanting to get up.

Last night, I played cards with Xiaolan and the others until late at night.

For Yamabuki Hanajin, letting me fall asleep after nine o'clock is already a big favor.

As a result, I ended up playing until midnight last night.

My eyes are sore and painful right now, I can't get up! I simply can't get up.

In a daze, Yamabuki Hanajin reached out to touch what was beside her and touched something soft and delicate.

First, it's certain that the person lying next to you is a girl; second, this girl's skin is as flat as it gets.

It's absolutely tragic that the score has dropped to this level.

Just as Yamabuki Hanajin was about to explore carefully, the girl suddenly disappeared.

Vanished into thin air in the blankets.

"Huh? Did I encounter a ghost today?" Yamabuki Hanajin didn't want to open her eyes, so she grabbed all the blankets and drifted off to sleep.

Suddenly, the girl who had disappeared reappeared.

Judging from their state of mind, they were both dazed and confused, and then the two of them started fighting over the blanket.

In the end, the two sides fought to a draw, divided the country along the river, and each person took half of the blanket.

Strangely, neither of the two people in the bed woke up.

Just then, the door quietly opened, and a girl tiptoed in, quietly changed her clothes, not daring to make a sound, and finally silently climbed onto the bed next to her.

Is this also a dormitory?

And it's a double room?

The girl on the next bed murmured softly, "Great, we can finally stop all of this."

The voice sounded somewhat familiar, but Yamabuki Hanakami was in a half-asleep state and couldn't remember who it was.

It must be someone you slept with.

I can't remember anymore. There are just too many people I've slept with. First of all, let me make it clear that I'm definitely not a scumbag. I just want to sleep with pretty girls every day.

This is my nature, my desire; it is impossible for a person to overcome desire.

I was just following my heart.

Right now, all I want to do is continue sleeping.

The girl in the next bed quickly fell asleep, her breathing even.

But the girl sleeping next to her suddenly turned over.

And in a voice only she could hear, she said, "My sister has been leaving early and coming home late these past few days, thinking I didn't know. She must have gotten into some trouble again."

That subtle yet sharp sound was all too familiar to Yamabuki Hanakami.

And that familiar name.

"So that's how it is! Shirai Kuroko! You're the one I slept with today." Yamabuki Hanajin reached out and put her arm around Shirai Kuroko's waist.

It felt so good to hold a thirteen-year-old girl's waist in my arms. She was so slender and supple. Even though Shirai Kuroko was a pervert, she had to admit that it was wonderful to hold her in her arms while she slept.

"Hmm? I feel like there's something alive in my bed?" Shirai Kuroko muttered in a very low voice.