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But the police made a new discovery: they found a security camera in the living room where the murder took place.

Just look at the camera footage, and the whole truth will come out.

Chapter 138: Vengeful Ghosts Snatch Souls, Unpredictable Deaths Claim Lives

Surveillance cameras are really great things.

Since surveillance became widespread, these famous detectives are almost out of a job.

The police found surveillance footage at the seaside villa, and Conan, without anyone noticing, joined Inspector Megure in reviewing the footage.

However, after watching the surveillance footage, everyone was stunned.

That really was suicide!

Is this really that outrageous?

Why would someone commit suicide put a gun to their anus and fire a shot?

Why can you still pull the trigger even though your arm is twisted like this?

It turns out that being shot six times in the back was indeed suicide.

Who would have thought of this?

Not to mention the police, even Conan's head was spinning.

But soon, he thought of a possibility.

"It's a monster. It must be the work of a monster. Look at that uncle who committed suicide, doesn't he look like he was possessed by a demon?" Conan said, pointing at the suicide victim, Gangben.

"Conan, don't talk nonsense. How could there be monsters in the world?" Ran felt a chill and couldn't help but hug her shoulders.

"It must be a monster, otherwise it doesn't make sense." Conan thought of the Yamabuki Flower Ashes that appeared this morning.

Needless to say, he must have been behind this.

Faced with irrefutable evidence, the police had no choice but to release the man.

Koizumi never imagined that life would be so full of ups and downs; he was released shortly after entering prison.

But the way these police officers were looking at him was a little strange.

There's a rumor circulating in the police station that the man hired a black sorcerer to curse his friend to death in order to cover up his previous murder.

Of course, this kind of thing couldn't be taken to court as evidence, so Inspector Megure could only have Inspectors Sato and Takagi keep an eye on the two of them secretly.

Koizumi and Umekawa staggered out of the police station.

Their minds went blank; they had no idea what had happened. Their friend had inexplicably committed suicide in front of them, they had been inexplicably arrested as murderers, and then inexplicably released.

"We...we can't be possessed, can we? Don't you think Gangben's suicide posture was strange? How could a normal person commit suicide like that? Wouldn't it have been better to just shoot himself in the head?" Mei Chuan began to tremble all over: "It must be the teacher's vengeful spirit coming to take revenge on us. It must be!"

Koizumi, enraged, slapped Umekawa across the face: "Don't talk nonsense! How could there be ghosts in the world? We're highly educated!"

Although he spoke fiercely, his constantly trembling hands betrayed his inner fear.

Whether demons and monsters exist in the world or not, nobody knows.

It is true that current human technology cannot prove the existence of ghosts, but it also cannot prove that ghosts do not exist.

"Alright, let's go back!" Koizumi said, looking at his girlfriend.

But Mei Chuan froze on the spot, his hands tightly covering his mouth, his eyes filled with endless panic.

"A ghost! A ghost! Koizumi... Teacher... Teacher is standing right behind you! Ahhh!" Mei Chuan turned around and ran away as fast as she could.

Koizumi turned his head stiffly, but he saw nothing.

A chill ran through him.

"Teacher! I wasn't afraid of you when you were alive, but now that you're dead, I'm even less likely to be afraid of you. I'll go find a high monk right now to perform a ritual to help you pass on to the afterlife. I'm rich! I've got plenty of money!" Koizumi's cheek muscles twitched incessantly.

His mental state was on the verge of collapse.

Mei Chuan stumbled and ran to a coffee shop. There were many people there, which made her a little braver.

"Teacher! I know I was wrong! Please don't come looking for me. I was just an accomplice. Koizumi gave me the medicine; he told me to put it in your teacup. Please don't come looking for me! Please don't come looking for me!"

Just then, a waiter from the coffee shop came over.

With a smile, he asked in a low voice, "Miss, do you need any help?"

Mei Chuan slowly raised his head, only to see that the waiter's face looked exactly like his teacher's.

"Ahhh! Teacher! I was wrong! Please don't come looking for me again! Ahhh!"

Mei Chuan ran out of the coffee shop in a disheveled state.

The waitress looked on with curiosity, wondering if this woman was mentally ill.

Mei Chuan felt so cold, hugging her shoulders with both hands, walking alone on the street.

The teacher is dead, but the teacher exists in every corner.

Bus drivers, deliverymen, ordinary office workers, and even stray cats and dogs in alleys—their faces all turned into the faces of teachers.

Their expressions were frozen at the moment their teacher died.

Mei Chuan frantically grabbed at his hair.

"I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! Please let me go! I promise I will turn over a new leaf and be a better person!" Mei Chuan huddled in a small alley, weeping bitterly.

Just then, a kitten walked over, and this kitten also had the teacher's face on its head.

"Wrong? You're not admitting your mistake at all; you're just scared."

The teacher's voice came from the cat's mouth.

Mei Chuan covered her ears in despair.

Indeed, she didn't think killing was wrong; she was just afraid of the consequences of killing coming upon her.

"If you want me to let you go, no problem, there's only one way."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Mei Chuan's eyes: "Teacher! As long as you let me go, I will agree to anything you ask."

“A murder must be paid with a life, and a debt must be paid with money.”

It is justified.

Mei Chuan's face turned deathly pale instantly.

She suddenly let out a strange laugh, looking lost and disoriented, and walked step by step toward the rooftop.

"The teacher is right. A life for a life, a debt for a debt. I've forgotten such a simple principle. Hahaha! Teacher, if I die, will you never appear in front of me again? Will our debt be settled then?"

"Yes. Once you're dead, all past events will be wiped clean."

Mei Chuan stood on the rooftop, a relieved smile on his face.

He spread his arms and jumped off the ten-story building.

……

"Snap." Yamabuki Hanajin finished writing the last word and closed the Death Note.

Not long after, television news reported that a female college student had jumped to her death.

The most bizarre thing is that the female college student's corpse had a relaxed smile on her face.

But that smile, mixed with brain matter and blood, was chilling.

"This is all your doing, isn't it? Yamabuki Hanajin."

The door to the Mouri Detective Agency was suddenly opened, and Conan stood behind Yamabuki Hanajin.

"The little detective is back? What did you find? Have you brought the suspect to justice?" Yamabuki Hanajin looked at Conan with a smile.

"Why did they commit suicide? Don't tell me this has nothing to do with you. Only you have the ability to do this." Conan questioned, "Human matters should be decided by the law, not interfered with by gods and demons. Do you want to become a god and uphold justice?"

"No. Whether I become a god or not is irrelevant, whether I uphold justice or not is irrelevant. The main thing is to kill them both off, that would satisfy me!"

Chapter 139: If Death wants you dead at midnight, who dares to keep you alive until dawn?

Yamabuki Hanajin held up the Death Note in her hand: "This thing is called the Death Note. If you write someone's name in it, they will definitely die. And you can even design their death using the Death Note. I designed the deaths of those three people. Now two of them are dead. If you want to bring the last one to justice, you'd better go find him quickly. I can tell you the ending: this person committed suicide. If you can change the way he died, I'll lend you the Death Note to play with."

Conan demanded sharply, "Don't you have even a shred of compassion left in your heart? What do you value human life in?"

“There are big differences between people. Some people are indeed worthy of sympathy, but for others, even execution is a waste of bullets. Little detective, your time is running out.” Yamabuki Hanajin pointed to her watch: “The last time is four o’clock in the afternoon. When four o’clock arrives, that person will definitely die, and it will definitely be suicide.”

"I believe that anything is possible with human effort, and that human will can overcome anything." Conan stared at Yamabuki Hanajin.

"Then good luck." Yamabuki Hanajin closed the Death Note.

Conan immediately turned around to go and save the person.

Even though the other party is a murderer, they still have human rights.

Ultimately, it should be judged by human law.

Instead of being punished by demons.

If all criminals are handed over to demons for punishment, what is the point of human laws?

……

At this moment, Koizumi was walking alone on the street, his face pale.

He had just seen the news: Mei Chuan committed suicide.

He jumped from a building more than ten stories high, and his body was smashed to pieces.

"It must be the work of an evil spirit. It must be that old woman who died unwillingly and wants revenge on us! No! I have to think of something! Where is the nearest temple?" Koizumi was filled with fear at the thought of possibly dying.

Who would want to die if they could live a good life?

Who knows what it's like after death? Who knows if you go to heaven or hell after death?

Koizumi staggered forward.

After walking only a few steps, a large group of people suddenly appeared in front of them.

These men were shirtless, carrying machetes or samurai swords, and covered in tattoos. They were all burly and clearly gangsters, numbering at least a hundred.

Koizumi pursed her lips. Who were these people? Had she offended them? Judging from their demeanor, they were definitely after her!

Run! Run faster!

As soon as Koizumi turned around, he froze again.

There was also a large group of people behind him, who looked like gangsters, with white strips of cloth tied around their heads.

"Could I have been caught up in a gang war? Why am I so unlucky?" Koizumi's face turned pale.

"Kill the duck!"

"Duck rush!"

Two or three hundred gangsters, wielding machetes, were frantically hacking at the other side.

Koizumi was surrounded by hundreds of people who trembled in the center.

Can anyone tell me what happened?

In the blink of an eye, the two groups collided.

A flurry of flashing swords and shadows.

Screaming again and again.

"Alright, that's enough for you guys. Get out of our territory now!" the gang leader yelled.

"Withdraw from the territory? You're kidding! If it's going to be another fight tomorrow! I'm off to pick up my kids after get off work, gotta go!" The yakuza leader pointed to his watch.

In the end, both groups retreated.