It's a power, not a spell

Detectives and police|police continue to work on the case.

"Are you angry?" Looking at it from this angle, Nakahara Chuya's face was tightly covered by the brim of the hat, Gojo Satoru bent down to see his expression.

"Why are you angry?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't take the matter to heart, that kind of scum was not worth his attention.

"Well, that's good." The student was too independent, and it seemed that he was useless as a teacher.It was the same way before, Chuya didn't feel any dependence on himself at all.Gojo Satoru was a little depressed, bent his legs, and sat on the chair behind.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also about to sit down when he suddenly noticed two beams of sight that were as obvious as searchlights.

This strange look made him feel quite uncomfortable, the red-haired boy frowned impatiently, and looked along the source.

It was the couple just now.

When Kenzhang Ono was speaking, they went to a place far away from here, expressing their unwillingness to get involved.The direction happened to be on the same line as Gojo Satoru and Nakahara Nakahara who were standing just now, so he felt the gaze looking over after Gojo Satoru sat down.

It's a shame the guy could stand it.He clicked his tongue silently.

The two were whispering in low voices, and when Zhong Yuan looked over, he was obviously frightened.The mobile phone in the female hand falls to the ground.

Makes a screeching sound.

She hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but one hand was a step ahead of her.

"It's the latest model, the glass on the back is broken, what a pity~"

"...?!"

The white-haired young man straightened up, turned the phone over, and the camera interface appeared.He raised his eyebrows slightly, and squinted at the couple, "It's not a good habit to secretly take pictures."

The oppressive height and the coldness in the eyes successfully made the two of them shut their mouths.

Gojo Satoru retracted his gaze in satisfaction, opened the photo album with his fingertips, and saw Chuya Nakahara's face.

"It's not bad." He winked at the boy who came beside him.

This photo was accidentally taken by her when she was discovered by the Central Plains and panicked.The young man in the photo is carrying his pocket with one hand, his thin body is as straight as a poplar tree, his clean white shirt is neat and tidy, and the black collar around his neck seems to absorb light, making people look there involuntarily at first glance.The boy's eyes fell off the screen, his face was expressionless, and his eyes looked over with a touch of coldness, as cold as the first snow in winter.

The ochre-haired boy glanced at it, but didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Gojo Satoru didn't explain much, just moved his finger and clicked to delete, and the next picture soon appeared on the screen.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Gojo Satoru: ...

Faced with such a scene, Rao Gojo Satoru was also silent for a while, but he couldn't help laughing soon, "It's not bad?"

"...Delete, immediately."

"Hi~"

The second photo was snapped.On the screen was Gojo Satoru's back, and Nakahara Nakaya's half body.The white-haired young man bent over, and his height far exceeded the average so that he completely shrouded the boy in front of him in the shadow. From this angle, they seemed to be...kissing.

The next one is just a normal food photo.Added a weird filter.Gojo Satoru swiped a few backwards, and after making sure there was nothing else, he didn't intend to embarrass the couple any more.

"Wait." The hand that handed back the phone paused, and Gojo Satoru placed it in Zhong Yuanzhong's open palm.

Zhongyuanzhong also checked all possible backup places, and after confirming that it was deleted, it was thrown back.

Shortly after the staff and the store manager finished their alibi and their known information, Kogoro Mouri, who had thought carefully, began his wonderful reasoning.

He pointed at the female employee who was the first to find the body, "You are the murderer!"

"But, but..." Miki Motoki stepped back in a panic, explaining stumblingly, "I don't, I have no reason to kill Haruko..."

"Of course you have. Shi Chuanyang was originally your boyfriend. After he broke up with you, he was with Liangshui Haruko. You were dissatisfied, so you decided to kill him. And! You have always been interested in exercising in the gym, more than ordinary women Stronger strength allows you to control Liangshui Haruko and kill him."

It seemed reasonable to say so, but Motoki Miki suddenly stiffened and took a big step forward, scaring Mori Kogoro back.

"Mr. Mori! I hope you make it clear that I dumped Ishikawa! Whoever he wants to be with is his freedom. I will not kill Haruko because of love and hatred, because if I want to kill, I will only kill Ishikawa Yang ! He is a complete scum!"

Several men were dumbfounded.After venting, Miki Motoki squatted down slowly covering his face, and a faint sobbing sound came into Kogoro Mori's ears.

He was about to say something when he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and the familiar drowsiness obliterated him——

Ahh... sleeping Kogoro, is he finally here?

The middle-aged man wobbled and sat on the chair pushed by the child behind him. He lowered his head, half of his face was hidden by the shadow, and a much calmer voice sounded.

"I'm very sorry, Miss Benmu, I was just joking just now, of course you are not the murderer. I already know the true identity of the murderer."

This moment was what Mu Mushisan was waiting for, "Don't be fooled, brother Maoli, who is the murderer—"

"Don't worry about Officer Mumu, the murderer is—Ms. Liangshui's boyfriend, Mr. Ishikawa Yang!"

"what!?"

"But..." When he heard the news of Liang Shui Yaozi's death, Shi Chuanyang was really distressed, and it was the police who stopped him in time to prevent him from throwing himself on the corpse.

It doesn't look like he killed someone with his own hands.

Shi Chuanyang stared at Mori Kogoro with eyes red from crying: "Mr. Detective, Haruko and I have always had a very good relationship! It is impossible for me to do such a thing! There is no evidence, even if you are a detective, you can't do anything casually." Identify the murderer!"

The grief and firmness in his eyes made Mu Mushisan hesitate, he looked in the direction of Kogoro Mouri, "Brother Maori, do you have evidence?"

"You seem pretty sure I have no proof. You think you've done it perfectly, don't you?"

Mr. Detective started his reasoning show.

"There is no absolutely perfect crime in the world, and actions will inevitably leave traces."

The murderer's methods, motives, and psychology were revealed bit by bit. Everyone present listened quietly and looked at the detective with admiration. Only the real murderer maintained a calm mask.

When Mori Kogoro started reasoning, Nakahara Chuya and Gojo Satoru had already sat back, facing that side with a good view.

The red-haired boy was watching Kogoro Mori quietly at this moment, expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking.Gojo Satoru's soft and low voice suddenly sounded next to his ear, with a faint smile.

"The famous detective Kogoro, his real body is actually a kid less than ten years old."

"Whether it's a real kid or not, I'm not sure yet." It's not uncommon for him to look a few decades old.What's more, there are all kinds of abilities in the world, and there must be one that can make people shrink.

"Well...that's exactly what I said."

Gojo Satoru tilted his head, and his eyes fell on the chair where Mori Kogoro was sitting. The kid named Edogawa Conan was hiding behind the cover below.

He didn't see traces left by the spell on the child, but in these two meetings, Edogawa Conan's performance was too mature, which is not what a precocious child should have.

Fu Heihui is a very precocious type, and he was also a naive ghost at this age-and he is still now.

And if it is long and small, why deliberately pretend to be the age that matches the appearance?

"Edogawa... Conan..."

When it comes to detectives, Edogawa can easily be associated with Edogawa Ranpo, and Conan——Conan Doyle.Sherlock Holmes has always been an insurmountable monument in detective novels.

This name, as if chosen on purpose, was chosen by a detective.

"interested?"

"Don't you think it's very interesting?" It's rare to escape from the boring overtime hell, always looking for something interesting to do, Gojo Satoru blinked at Nakahara Nakaya, and the smile on his face was a little eager to try.

"Well, it's up to you." After all, "Virtuoso" has no clue, and Nakahara doesn't bother to care what Gojo Satoru wants to do.What's more, if this guy is too bored to trouble him, he will be the one who is bothering him.

The reasoning show over there also came to an end.

Shi Chuanyang, the waiter, burst into tears of remorse, and he knelt down on the ground, "I didn't want to kill her... I was just too angry, but when I recovered, I took the knife in my hand, I don't even know where I got the knife from..."

"Let's talk about these things in court." Mu Mu Shisan waved his hand, signaling the police to handcuff him.

Edogawa Conan, who was hiding behind, frowned, with an incongruous solemnity on his immature face.

"I didn't want to kill", "Come back to my senses"...

At first glance, this kind of words may just be the prisoner's dying struggle, but this is the fourth time he has heard similar words in the last 24 hours.

Although there were many cases in the past, they were not as exaggerated as four consecutive cases.And there are striking similarities between the four.

This will never be a coincidence.

If it was the previous Edogawa Conan, he would guess in terms of psychological hints, worrying and so on.but now……

Maybe it was caused by some unnatural force?

After thinking about it this way, he himself felt that he was going to be abnormal.

No, the whole world is out of order.

Edogawa Conan patted his head, and while they were focusing on Ishikawa Yang, he quietly slipped out from under the chair.

The moment he raised his head, he met a pair of pale ice blue eyes.

"!" Frozen.

"Yeah, no, it was discovered."

The mouth is not good, but the tone is full of teasing.The index finger touched the frame of the sunglasses, and Gojo Satoru gently pushed, allowing the sliding lenses to cover his eyes.

But even without that line of sight, the meaningless smile on the corner of the man's mouth made Edogawa Conan even more vigilant.

How much did he see?

If it is the enemy...

what to do?Will it be debunked?If exposed—

No, don't panic.clam down.

That guy deliberately made himself aware that he had discovered his secret, that definitely had other plans, and he didn't need to worry about revealing his identity, the key was...

The purpose of Wujo Satoru.

"Oh, it's not good...it seems to be regarded as a guy with malicious intentions." Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, and his eyes behind the sunglasses also curled up.

Wu Yan glanced at him, and Zhong Yuanzhong didn't want to talk about this guy's bad taste.

The police quickly evacuated with two people, and the clerk related to the case also went to the police station to make notes.

After this kind of thing happened, I couldn't eat any more delicious food, not to mention the food here is just so-so.The couple quickly left.

After Mori Kogoro and others declined the thank-you gift from the store manager, they finally couldn't resist accepting the voucher enthusiastically, and then left.

Gojo Satoru sat there without moving.

The waiter who cleaned the stain was baffled by this.

"My guest, haven't you received the consumer compensation from the store? I'll ask the store manager right now."

Something happened in the store. In order to compensate the customer, the store manager will return the full amount of the purchase to the customer.Although it is not clear whether the other party will come again, it is better than nothing.

"No." Wujo Wujo supported his face with his hands, his eyes were half closed, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep, "I'll stay here and wait for someone."

From her perspective, she can overcome the barrier of the lens, and the long and condensed eyelashes of Yuehui seem to touch her heart, not to mention that face——

"Ah, yes! Sorry to bother you!"

She should have left now, but she was really unwilling to leave like this.In a city as big as Tokyo, if you miss the present, maybe you will never meet again in this lifetime.

"Mr. Gojo." This was the information she got from the police officer just now, and she was about to politely ask about his single status, "You—"

Gojo Satoru opened her eyes suddenly, her pale pupils were like transparent ice crystals, where all her thoughts had nowhere to hide.

The white-haired young man didn't speak, and didn't even take any other actions except before opening his eyes. He just watched her quietly.

The voice suddenly stuck in the throat.

The waiter took a dazed step back, trying to erase his presence from those eyes.

The waiter's pink face paled instantly, and he left in a hurry without even saying goodbye.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at Gojo Satoru lightly, the gentleman engraved in his bones did not agree with the latter's merciless approach.But this is someone else's business, and he is not qualified to comment.

Gojo Satoru blinked, and turned his face to Nakahara Chuya in confusion, "Is she scared away by me?"