How I was forced to be the villain

"This is too scary!" Bai Chuantuo hugged himself tightly.

Hattori Heiji continued: "We found that the windows over there were broken in the corridor on the east side of the first floor, but the housekeeper said that there was no problem during the inspection last night, that is to say, there were no problems until we arrived last night. For a while, someone broke through a window of the castle and slipped in."

"The person who sneaked in should be the deceased." Conan looked at the position of the deceased covered by the bookshelf.

"That's right, I think he wants to find the treasure one step ahead of everyone else," Hattori Heiji stood in front of the bookshelf and took down the newspaper he found earlier, "But it's a pity, because the person who witnessed the same arrival earlier set up clues And the scene of the agency, and was silenced."

"how come......"

After that, Hattori Heiji briefly explained the meaning of the three numbers, and then said: "This newspaper is the clue to be found. The newspaper is surrounded by books, which is not where it should be placed. That person should put the newspaper. When I was here, I discovered the mechanism on the bookshelf, so after killing the witnesses, I hid the body here."

"Exactly," Baima Tan raised his arm, sorting out the clues he had obtained before, "The reason why he chose the three numbers Ze 617 is because the newspaper said that the date of the fire was June 6th."

Shirakawa Taku went directly to the newspaper and saw the fire at Sakura's house mentioned above.

"Accident? The murderer that person is looking for is related to this accident? Then this is not an ordinary accident."

"Ah, indeed, this is a man-made matter. As for more details, I think Mr. Kunishu should know something." Conan stood in front of Kunishu Kazuki.

"Eh?"

"Mr. Guozhong?"

"Is Mr. Guozhong related to this case? In other words, he is the murderer that person is looking for..."

Kunishu Kazuki hit the ground heavily with his cane with a livid face, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Eh? Don't you know?" Conan said innocently, "Then why did Mr. Guozhong stop being a detective and disappear?"

"—and after the fire at Sakura's house."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone present looked at Kazuki Kunishu.

"That's... I originally planned to retire after handling this case..." Kunishu Kazuki had a sullen face, but cold sweat had already begun to break out on his forehead.

Seeing him like this, Jing Yeyan shook his head secretly, isn't it because he didn't call himself, and his psychological quality is not good.

"...Mr. Guozhong," Conan's glasses reflected a glint, blocking his expression, "I didn't say that you took over this case, did I?"

what?

Kunishu Kazuki's pupils constricted suddenly, and he held the cane tightly, as if this would calm him down again, he took a deep breath and said, "I did participate in this case, but at the time it was determined that it was just a case It's just an accident."

Conan pointed to some photos in the newspaper and said: "The fire started in the living room, but a passing neighbor said he saw someone arguing with Mrs. Sakura in the living room, and the house caught fire 10 minutes later. The Sakura couple must be awake, but the neighbors didn't hear any calls for help, and the French windows in the living room didn't show any signs of human damage, which means—"

"When the fire broke out, the two were already unconscious."

Hattori Heiji walked to Kunishu Kazuki, "The arsonist first quarreled with Mrs. Sakura because of something. During the quarrel, there was a conflict and Mrs. Sakura passed out."

Bai Ma Tan replied: "Since you have already hurt someone by mistake, out of anger, why not just stop at nothing and knock Prosecutor Sakura unconscious when he entered the living room, and then set fire to it."

"Such an obvious problem, Mr. Kunishu Kazuki didn't notice it at all?"

"As for the arsonist..." Conan remembered the news that a fire broke out in the home of a congressman reported the day before yesterday, and he was burned to death at home because of drunkenness.

Although the body has not yet been found.

Because of this incident, some of the congressman's personal information was posted on the Internet. Among them, it was said that the congressman's brother had been imprisoned for manslaughter, and prosecutor Sakura was in charge of the case at the time.

"It must be the congressman who died at home, and the one who helped him escape the sanction is you—Kunishi Kazuki!"

With a clang, Kunishu Kazuki's cane fell to the ground, he took a few steps back, his mind went blank.

It has been ten years since the incident, and all the evidence of that incident has disappeared with the passage of time, but now that everything has been made public, the mental torture Kazuki Kunisho has endured for so many years makes him unable to continue to quibble up.

At the beginning, the younger brother of the manslaughter went to the prosecutor Sakura to argue because he was dissatisfied with the result of his brother's sentence. In the end, in anger, he accidentally pushed Mrs. Sakura onto the coffee table, and Mrs. Sakura's head hit the corner of the viewing table.

The blood spread, Mrs. Sakura was still alive at that time, but he was very afraid that he would end up like his brother, so he hid behind the door and used the ashtray on the table when Prosecutor Sakura came in with tea Knocked him out and set him on fire.

When he walked out of the burning house, the little daughter of the Sakura family was lying on the window and smiling at him.

Because of some doubts about the fire, Kazuki Kunisho, who became famous at a young age, was invited, and he did know the murderer. Just when he was about to finish finishing the case report, the criminal came to him.

"It's funny that the perfect famous detective Kazuki Kunisho is still confused by the prisoner."

All the cases Kazuki Kunoshige handled were solved perfectly, but there was one case where the prisoner escaped because of a misleading clue, and another person took the blame.

It must not be known by others, otherwise the perfect Kazuki Kunisho would be flawed.

The prisoner found out about this incident, found evidence, and used it to blackmail Kunoshige to clear him of suspicion.

Kunishu Kazuki did as he did, and the most important thing for him at that time was his reputation.

But after that, he was still tossing and turning about being held in his hands, and soon fell ill and was admitted to the hospital. Since then, he has never taken over any cases again.

Let Kunisho Kazuki's perfect image stay at that moment forever.

He thought so.

Until the senator was burned to death, he received an invitation he could not refuse, and the nightmare for many years became reality, and he knew that this was Sakura's revenge.

"If you know this, you must laugh at me severely, I am not perfect at all!" Kunishu Kazuki grinned wildly.

However, no one around spoke, and he said angrily, "What! What are your pity eyes! I don't need anyone's pity, I am the most perfect detective, no one is stronger than me!"

His expression became more and more ferocious.

"I--"

He paused, then his body softened and he fell to the ground.

Bai Chuantuo scratched his head embarrassingly, "He's quite old, I'm afraid he'll die just like that when he gets excited."

He raised the phone, which displayed the recording interface, and said softly: "In that case, it would be too unfair to the Sakura family. Mr. Guozhong should pay the price for what he did ten years ago."

The voice fell, and everyone was a little silent for a while.

"The 'Sakura' is..." Iwai Kazuki said in a muffled voice.

"I see," Mori Kogoro pointed to a person confidently, "It's you, Takuya Shirakawa!"

Bai Chuantaku was taken aback, blinked and pointed at himself, "Me?"

Mori Kogoro raised his head and said, "That's right, Sakura Eiji should still be at school age, ten years ago he should have been seventeen or eighteen years old, and the only man who fits the age here is you!"

Hey, are you serious?

The corner of Bai Chuan Tuozhi's mouth twitched, and he waved his hands again and again, "It's not me."

Conan was a little speechless, "It's not Brother Bai Chuan."

He raised a finger, "Sakura Eiji's pronunciation is sakuraeiji, the phonetic notation of the letter we received should be Sa々kura, although 々 is commonly used in Japanese now, but this has actually been abolished by China The hyphen symbol means repetition."

"In this case, this is saakura..." Kazuki Iwai thought seriously.

"That's right, if you don't know what saakura is, but if you put a in the front, it will become asakura, written asakura or... Asakura."

"Asakura..." Iwai Kazuki widened his glasses in disbelief, "Could it be!"

Conan nodded and continued: "There are two ways to write eiji, it can be Rongcang or Yingji, that is, the combination of these two is—"

"Asakura Eiji." Amuro Toru said.

"Impossible, he is already dead!"

"Probably took the opportunity to feign death, and then appeared as someone else, so that everyone would not suspect him," Jing Yeyan gave this answer without thinking, "As for the body found in his house , it should be the body of the congressman who has not been found yet."

"That's right." Iwai Kazuki suddenly realized.

This is not difficult to guess for Kyono Yanichi who has used this trick.

"You are very skilled." Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

Hmm...I always feel that there is something in his words.

"this......"

Osamu Dazai noticed that although the young man beside him looked calm, his eyes had already started to wander, and the corner of his lips curled up, and then changed the subject: "Then who is Asakura?"

"Asakura is—" Conan raised his hand.

"Mr. Mishima." Kyono said the name first, and Conan pointed to Mishima at the same time.

Mishima Renji, who had been silent all this time, let out a chuckle: "What nonsense are you talking about, how could I be Asakura Eiji."

Under everyone's gaze, Kyono pointed to the camera on Mishima's neck and reminded, "The lens cap is off."

"Oh, without evidence, we can only change the subject."

Kyono said helplessly, "I gave you a chance, Mr. Mishima."

"what?"

"Since you were in the living room, the lens cap of your camera has not been covered. Until I remind you, you still didn't care. The lens is very expensive."

Mishima Renji noticed something, and subconsciously grasped the hanging lens cap.

"But Mr. Mishima, who is a photographer, doesn't care about his camera at all. Photographers take good care of their cameras. When they see their lens caps fall off, they will put them back immediately, because Lenses are expensive." Jing Yeyan spread his hands helplessly.

"I......"

"Mr. Mishima is not familiar with photography at all?" Kyono asked puzzled.

"Nonsense!" Renji Mishima hurriedly turned on the camera, wanting to prove himself.

But Jing Yeyan tilted his head and said, "Look, you who use automatic photography don't know how to operate it at all."

Mishima Renji froze, he looked at the camera in his hand with cold sweat, and sure enough it showed the automatic mode.

"No, I was wrong," Kyono said slowly, "It's not that Mr. Mishima is not familiar with photography, but Eiji Asakura is not familiar with photography."

Asakura Eiji couldn't argue anymore, the hand holding the camera dropped.

"I did it. But it's not my fault, right? It's all their fault, it's all their fault!"

Conan walked up to the man kneeling on the ground screaming with his bloodshot eyes open, and his voice was as soft as a feather: "But the real Mr. Mishima is innocent."

Dazed by hatred, so that he ended up walking the same path and doing the same thing as the person he hated the most, and now, there will be no other detective to help him get away with it.

Asakura Eiji collapsed, suddenly said: "Run away."

"Eh?"

"This castle has been filled with bombs by me, time is running out."

What......?

Conan suddenly understood something.

"You didn't intend to leave at all, you want to die with Kunishu Kazuki! But, why?"

Asakura Eiji lowered his head in desperation, "I don't know, I was planning to blame Mishima...all the people involved in this matter have disappeared since then, so I can break free from the past and start a new life, right? ..."

He said in a daze.

"I'm not me anymore, I obviously want to be a prosecutor like my father..." Asakura Eiji covered his face.

......

Jing Yeyan squatted down and saw the bomb under the desk, "There are 20 seconds left, run away."

"Mr. Asakura, run away!" Conan didn't want to watch the prisoner die again. Only the law can judge the prisoner.

Eiji Asakura silently shook his head.

"Don't hesitate, there's no time." Jing Yeyan said while taking out a red thread half an arm's width from the ring. It looks like an ordinary cotton thread, but it is actually a very high-strength rope made of special materials. Used to bind captives.

Jing Yeyan also used this to tie up Naraku's monster, and even he couldn't break it.

Tie one end of the red thread to Dazai Osamu's wrist, and the other end to his own hand, and Kyono ordered in a cold voice: "You follow me."

He was very suspicious that Osamu Dazai would take the opportunity to commit suicide, so he just stayed by his side, and he could be saved if something happened.

But Osamu Dazai behaved very well this time, and didn't do anything wrong.

......

Osamu Dazai stared at the red thread connecting the two, which seemed to be broken if touched, but it was a real connection.

He remembered what the god said before he died.

There must be a person who connects him with the world and pulls back the soul floating outside the world.

Thinking of the last time I met God, it was like a dream.

...Will the dead gods be resurrected?

The core of that organization's plan around the gods is Kyono, do they really not know the idea of ​​the gods sacrificing themselves?Or is this also part of that organization's plan?

Osamu Dazai's heart was beating violently, as if heralding the coming of unbearable sorrow.

......

Kyono picked up Odagiri, Iwai Kazuki picked up Kunishu Kazuki, Toru Amuro knocked Asakura unconscious, picked him up and ran outside.

When everyone had just descended to the third floor, there was a bang upstairs and an explosion.

The castle began to shake violently.

"hurry up!"

Kyonoyan hugged Odagiri, panting, and threw himself forward. The air wave from the explosion came from behind him, but strangely he didn't feel any pain.

A person held him tightly in his arms, and then pressed his head into his arms.

Dazai?

Osamu Dazai pulled Kyono Yan up and hugged Odagiri himself, "I'll do it."

Then he ran quickly.

Jing Yeyan followed behind, looking suspiciously at the tall and thin figure in front of him.

Why does this man who looks weak with bandages all the year round... feel so much stronger than him!

This unscientific!