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Looking at the time, it's already 3:45. There are only 15 minutes left until Koizumi commits suicide.

Is it really true that human willpower is inferior to that of gods?

……

At this moment, at the funeral.

The deceased was a young child who died in a car accident. The funeral has already been held, and he will be buried soon.

Suddenly, the coffin lid moved.

The people guarding the coffin were terrified.

The child's father suddenly realized something, rushed over and pried open the coffin, only to find that the young man inside was still alive.

This must be the legendary state of suspended animation!

"Quickly take the child to the hospital for a thorough check-up! It's like a miracle!" the child's mother exclaimed excitedly.

And so, the child's family took the child to a hospital far away, leaving only an empty coffin behind.

A few minutes later, a person covered in burns staggered over; it was Koizumi.

"I can't take it anymore! I'm exhausted! I need to find a place to rest." Koizumi's eyes were burned, and she couldn't see what was in front of her, so she could only struggle to lie down.

Needless to say, it's quite comfortable.

After a day of trepidation, Koizumi finally felt a sense of relief. If only things could stay this way forever.

If God gave me another chance to choose, I would definitely be a good person.

"Is this the coffin the employer was referring to? Hmm? Where is everyone?"

The workers responsible for carrying the coffin came over and found that there was no one in the mourning hall, but the coffin was still there.

Upon opening the coffin lid, oh dear...

That death was too tragic!

My entire body was burned, there wasn't a single good spot.

"Where are the nails? Nail them in and carry them away."

The four men hammered in the nails, took the coffin to the designated low-key location, and buried it there.

"Respect the dead! May they rest in peace!" The four people also placed a bouquet of flowers to show their respect for the deceased.

Koizumi suddenly felt a bit cold. He reached out and touched it, and found that it was made of wooden planks on both sides. It was clearly a coffin!

"Could it be that I've already been buried alive? That little detective was absolutely right. Metal, wood, water, fire, earth! Hahaha! As expected, death still won't let me go after all!" Koizumi's mind completely collapsed.

Being buried alive is too painful.

I... I think I'll just end it all.

Koizumi reached into his pocket and found a pistol: "Great."

He pressed the pistol against his chin and fired without hesitation.

"Teacher, I have paid back the debt I owe you."

"boom."

The time is exactly four o'clock in the afternoon.

……

"Quickly, dig open the coffin! There's a living person buried inside!" Conan shouted to the workers beside him.

The four workers turned pale. The main problem was that burying people alive meant their lives were over.

After going through countless hardships, they finally opened the coffin, only to find a body that had committed suicide.

The four workers looked completely bewildered and could only wait for the police to arrive.

Conan slumped to the ground, realizing that human power was indeed no match for that of gods and demons.

If the King of Hell calls you to die at midnight, who dares to keep you alive until dawn?

The police arrived quickly and confirmed that the deceased was Koizumi.

Seeing the numerous wounds on Koizumi's body, the police remained silent.

"This must be a backlash from black magic, otherwise how could this happen? Cherish life and stay away from superstition."

Koizumi's family arrived quickly as well.

What happens after that is none of Conan's business.

Conan returned home dejectedly.

"Little detective, you lost the bet!" Yamabuki Hanajin looked at Conan with a smile.

Conan stared at Yamabuki Hanajin: "What does human life mean to a god?"

Some are lighter than a feather, while others are heavier than Mount Tai.

Conan suddenly reached out his hand: "Can I look at the Death Note? Can I see what's written inside?"

Yamabuki Hanajin was not stingy and handed the Death Note directly to him.

Conan turned to the first page, where a name was written: Gomoto.

Below is a record of how Gangben died, which is exactly the same as what was found at the scene.

Then came Umekawa, and finally Koizumi.

"Such a small notebook can actually control a person's life and death. The world is truly amazing." Conan felt that his understanding of this world was still insufficient.

“There are many strange things in the world. Is there anyone you want to kill? Should I add Gin and Vodka’s names?” Yamabuki Hanajin asked.

"No, I still want to find the truth on my own."

"Then good luck. Anyway, you still have more than twenty years to search." Yamabuki Hanajin casually put the Death Note in his pocket and turned to walk out.

"What are you going to do?"

"Of course we're eating! I'm starving. It's my treat, want to come and grab a bite?"

"Okay, let's grab something to eat together."

In the end, Yamabuki Hanajin didn't add Vodka and Gin's names to the list. After all, it's not the finale yet, and what if Gin and Vodka were also undercover agents sent by the police? Anyway, anything is possible until the finale.

The case was so bizarre that it was suppressed by high-ranking police officials. As for the reason why the three people committed suicide, it was said that they killed their teacher and, unable to bear the guilt, chose to take their own lives.

Immediately, the incident sparked widespread discussion, with many speculating that there was a conspiracy involved and that the three individuals were murdered by higher-ups to silence them.

Of course, none of this matters to Yamabuki Hanajin, since I'll be moistened tomorrow anyway.

"It's another beautiful day, Conan, come sleep with me! Ouch~~~"

Chapter 142: Kanzaki: An Angel Descends to My Side

United Kingdom.

Four fifteen in the morning.

Necessary Evil Church Women's Dormitory.

Kanzaki Kaori felt uncomfortable while sleeping, and vaguely sensed something lying on her body.

I felt a little breathless and it was also a bit stuffy.

Kanzaki Kaori groggily opened her eyes.

The stuffiness was even more intense.

Kanzaki Kaori was certain that this was not an illusion; there was indeed something pressing down on her.

Kanzaki Kaori lowered her head slightly and, in the faint morning light of summer, saw a very cute girl lying on her.

They were sleeping so soundly that it was hard to bear disturbing them.

Kanzaki Kaori was completely bewildered. Where did this girl come from? Could she be my new roommate?

No, I should be staying in a single dormitory room.

Kanzaki Kaori reached out and gently poked the girl's cheek; it was soft and felt really nice.

"Wake up? Wake up? Did you come to the wrong room?" Kanzaki Kaori asked softly.

The girl made cute "mmm" sounds, reached out and hugged Kanzaki Kaori, burying her head in Kanzaki Kaori's chest.

Kanzaki Kaori was in a dilemma. If she didn't wake the girl up, it would definitely be very awkward later.

Thinking of this, she still reached out and gently pushed the girl.

The girl struggled to open her eyes, glanced at the time, and then threw herself onto Kanzaki Kaori again.

"It's only four o'clock now, let me sleep for another five hours. I have a strange illness, and I will die if I don't sleep for twelve hours a day," the girl said.

"Get up! How could there be such a strange disease? It's obviously a lie! How did you get in? I remember locking the door before!" Kanzaki Kaori reached out and gently pinched the girl's soft cheek.

But at that moment, Kanzaki Kaori's eyes suddenly turned extremely horrified; she had noticed something was wrong.

"No way!" Kanzaki Kaori swallowed hard.

Slowly, I lifted the blanket.

The girl was indeed a very cute girl, with lovely cheeks, pink hair, a perfect figure, and light pajamas.

but……

Why do girls grow a pair of light pink wings?

"Heavens... Angels!!!" As a believer in religion, Kanzaki Kaori was naturally very familiar with angels.

But she never dreamed that one day an angel would crawl into her bed.

"Wouldn't this be considered blasphemy? If this were the Middle Ages, I would definitely be burned at the stake!" Kanzaki Kaori reached out and gently stroked the angel's feathers. They were soft and smooth, and the feel of them was just amazing. If only she could make a pillow out of these feathers.

No, no, no!

I shouldn't be thinking about these messy things right now. Using angel feathers as a pillow is incredibly extravagant, isn't it?

What I should be thinking about now is: why do angels descend to earth?

Angels and humans are beings with completely different statuses.

If it were to descend to earth so casually, it would surely cause unpredictable disasters.

what to do! what to do!

Should we wake Miss Angel up? Or should we immediately try to notify our superiors?

Kanzaki Kaori's brain trembled uncontrollably.

If not handled properly, the entire civilization might be destroyed.

Kanzaki Kaori gently took out her phone and fiddled with it for a long time before figuring out how to make a call.

With a light tap of his finger, he dialed the number of Laura Stewart, the highest bishop of the Anglican Church in England.

The phone rang seven or eight times before the other end answered.

"Kanzaki? Why are you calling me so early! Give me a reasonable explanation." Laura's voice was thick with morning grumpiness.

"Your Excellency, I'm telling you, please don't be afraid."

“Speak freely. I am the archbishop, I have nothing to fear.” Laura yawned lazily.

"There is an angel in my bed."

"..." Laura fell silent on the other end of the phone.

After a long silence, Laura slowly asked, "You mean you went and hooked up with other men?"

"That's not what I meant. I already said, an angel appeared in my bed. A woman, a lovely girl."

Laura fell silent again: "Kanzaki, I know you're under a lot of pressure, but don't put so much pressure on yourself. Of course, I'm not questioning your orientation. There's nothing wrong with liking girls; I actually think it's quite sweet. I support you, and I'll keep it a secret from you."

"Wake up, Archbishop! I mean exactly what I said. An angel, a cute girl, appeared in my dorm room, in my bed, and she's sleeping with me right now. What should I do?" Kanzaki Kaori asked urgently.

"How about... leaving her some money? Do you like cosplay, Kanzaki? I know, when life is stressful, all sorts of strange fetishes appear. Sigh, how about this, I'll give you a break, you can relax properly."