Conan: If I Know Magic, I Will Destroy The World

"Haha, hahaha."

Conan beside Takahashi burst into laughter.

"Chichu big brother, don't talk nonsense. When the bandage man passed the window with Chikako in his arms, we were all in the villa, and Takahashi was on the window on the second floor. How could he be the murderer?"

Chichu Feng was not in a hurry, and said lightly:

"It might seem impossible at first glance, but with piano wire and dummies, it can be done. You can't even think of that, Conan."

"Haha, how could it be possible, ha, I..."

Conan's smile faltered, and he did think of a way.

However, it is too hasty to determine that the murderer is Takahashi.

Chichu Feng's lazy explanation is so detailed.

It's a waste of words, okay?

"Needless to say about the modus operandi, there is a reason why I stopped everyone and didn't let everyone go out to chase that weirdo with bandages."

Chichu Feng looked at the murderer who stood there dumbfounded.

"Takahashi, do you still want to resist? Confess honestly."

Conan pulled Takahashi's sleeve unconvinced.

"Takahashi big brother, tell him you didn't do this."

Takahashi's face was gloomy, and he kept silent.

Chichu Feng flicked his fingers, and the gold coins jumped between his fingers, flashing golden lights.

"Since you don't tell me, I have no choice but to do it myself..."

In the eyes of everyone, a golden light flashed.

Stab.

Takahashi's fat belly was cut open.

A spherical thing rolled out immediately.

Conan, who was right in front of Takahashi, subconsciously reached out and hugged him.

Then, he looked down at the past.

"ah!"

"Head!"

"It's Chikako's head!"

Everyone in the room exploded.

Conan looked into his arms stupidly.

Two staring eyes and a wide mouth were facing him, as if laughing at his ignorance.

...

Conan really deserves to be a pupil of the Grim Reaper, he held the head without fear at all, instead he took a closer look to confirm it.

He also volunteered to go to the woods with Chichu Feng to pick up corpses.

Ryoichi Takahashi was of course tied up by the uniform.

The remaining two men and women are guarding in the villa.

Chichu Feng took Conan and carried a sack into the woods to pick up the corpse.

Why so anxious, of course, because of the soul.

If you go again the next day, maybe the soul will be gone.

Even if it didn't break up, it was probably still hugged by those separated arms and legs. If it was taken away by a wild animal, it would be impossible to find it.

"Chichu big brother, how can you conclude that Takahashi did it just by looking at it?"

Conan's face was very ugly.

I was very unconvinced in my heart.

I'm a detective, how can I lose to a great dancer.

"Kid Conan, you should know my identity. I'm an Onmyoji."

"The reason why I was able to know the murderer in a short time is of course because the soul of the deceased told me."

Conan drags the sack, a black line across his forehead.

"Chichu big brother, your answer can only deceive elementary school students."

"Hehe, aren't you just a primary school student? Are you an adult?"

Chichu Feng gave him a malicious look.

Conan's heart skipped a beat.

This Chichu Feng is so powerful that he can tell the murderer at a glance.

He won't also see my true identity.

Quickly put on a cute little appearance.

Tian Masumi smiled and said: "Haha, Chichu big brother really likes to joke, how can I be an adult. Ah, it's so dark in the woods, I'm so scared."

Chichu Feng got goose bumps all over his body when he heard it, and felt like vomiting.

vomit.

Turning his head, Conan made himself sick.

"Hey, don't throw up, look at you, it's all on someone's arm."

Conan glanced down.

Half of Hula's arm in blood is under his feet.

Wow.

He vomited harder.

It's the same as Chichu Feng thought.

The dismembered soul and obsession were also divided into several shares.

Moreover, Chichu Feng's mind is stronger now, and he forcibly pulled the soul from the stump and threw it into the soul space.

In the space, the remaining seven souls looked at the space next to them with horror.

A head, two arms, two legs, and a body piled up in a pile.

The eyeballs on the head are still turning to look left and right.

So f*ck scary.

The soul will be scared to death.

Back at the villa, everyone couldn't fall asleep.

Concentrate in the living room and wait for dawn.

"Chi Chusang is so powerful, he is worthy of being an onmyoji, with superb spells, he can spot the murderer at a glance."

The nervous Sonoko was not afraid at all, and looked at Chichu Feng with his eyes closed.

"Ha..." Conan laughed, "Sister Sonoko, you have been deceived. There is no real magic in this world! This must be a coincidence, a coincidence!"

"Is it a coincidence?" Sonoko frowned, "But, Chichu Sanju accurately identified the murderer."

"It must be a coincidence."

Conan insisted, "If you want to say that Chichu big brother is a very good detective, I believe it. If you want to say that he is an onmyoji, it must be false! Fake!"

As he spoke, he frowned in thought.

How did Chichu Feng reason it out?

This is not science.