Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 366 Quickly Save Anya!
"Mr. Satoru Ohba, I don't need to go into the details of the gloves, do I? Once gunpowder residue is detected in the pocket and your skin flakes are detected on the gloves, the two points corroborate each other, and this case can be completely locked down to you as the murderer!"

"So, are you planning to turn yourself in, or wait for our investigation? Turning yourself in might get you better prison benefits!"

Inspector Megure coughed lightly and stepped forward. It was finally his turn to shine. He took out handcuffs and waited for Oba Satoru's answer.

"Imprisonment benefits?" Shinichi Kudo was taken aback. He hadn't been cut off from society during the time he shrunk, had he? Since when did being forced to turn himself in and go to jail come with prison benefits?
"Hehe, Brother Kudo, you just don't understand, do you?"

Seeing Shinichi Kudo's doubt, Wataru Takagi whispered, "He definitely won't get any big perks, since he's a murderer, but it's not a problem for him to use soap that's a little more expensive than others."

Shinichi Kudo's face darkened. When did the Metropolitan Police Department become so boring? What a pointless and twisted joke.

"Don't underestimate soap. In prison, if the soap is too slippery, it can be very dangerous, so a non-slip brand is really important!"

Officer Takagi was being very serious, but why did Shinichi Kudo feel a little creeped out by it?

In the dim light, it was impossible to see what expression Oba Satoru had when he looked down.

The handcuffs were constantly being rubbed in Inspector Megure's hands, making a creaking metallic sound, like silent shackles binding Oba Satoru's heart layer by layer.

Beside her, Tatsumi Sakurako, who was crying incessantly, would occasionally turn her head to check on the situation; she was very worried about her boyfriend's condition.

Having lost her father, she cannot afford to lose Ooba Satoru, who loves her most, and hopes that the police can investigate thoroughly and clear her boyfriend's name.

She subconsciously ignored Anya's words, not only because of the other person's age, but also because of Ooba Satoru's behavior since they started dating.

"Mr. Oba."

Oba Satoru's shoulders twitched, as if he wanted to turn around and look at Tatsumi Sakurako, but then he stopped himself.

His hands clenched and unclenched in his pockets, as if he were having an internal struggle and thinking about something.

"Mr. Oba Satoru, your time is running out."

Inspector Megure stepped forward again, his aggressive demeanor clearly a retaliation for Oba Satoru's earlier words!
Satoru Ohba gave a bitter laugh and muttered to himself, "Twenty years ago, my father's plan was seen through by a young man. I thought that was already incredible."

"I never thought I was even worse than my father, that a four or five-year-old child could see through me. It's really laughable."

"What goes around comes around. Although I successfully avenged myself, I still couldn't escape the prison of fate."

"Hahahaha-"

Satoru Oba burst into laughter, raising his hands halfway as if savoring the last breath of freedom.

“Uncle, the murderer, if you’ve committed murder, you should be brave enough to admit it. If you’re not brave enough to admit it, then what’s the difference between you and the deceased uncle who seized your father’s property back then? Look, now that you’ve admitted it, I still respect you as a hero!”

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There's a strange sense of disconnect when these words come from a child, especially since she's so adorable!
After Anya finished speaking, she pointed to Tatsumi Sakurako and said, "And what did Sakurako-neechan do wrong?"

Oba Satoru seemed to have confessed to the crime, raising his hands in front of him and turning back to say self-deprecatingly, "Alright, alright, Sakura, stop crying. See, the culprit has been caught, hasn't he? We really should trust the police."

Upon hearing this, Tatsumi Sakurako, who was covering her face and crying, looked over in bewilderment, and then saw Oba Satoru raising his hands, with the police approaching with handcuffs in his hands.

Adding to what she just said, Tatsumi Sakurako was completely devastated!
"Hey, what are you doing? Go catch the murderer! Why are you arresting Mr. Oba? How could he be the murderer! How could it be him? What am I going to do if it is him?"

Tatsumi Sakurako suddenly went mad, crying and sobbing, and staggered to her feet.

A woman on the verge of collapse is definitely not someone to mess with. Anya only felt a gust of wind, and Tatsumi Sakurako had already run up to Inspector Megure. Without asking any questions, she gave Inspector Megure a widow's punch.

The deceased was the father, and the murderer was the boyfriend. This situation was not uncommon in the cases that Inspector Megure solved. Knowing that the victim needed to vent, he only passively blocked and stretched out one hand to stop Takagi from pulling him forward.

That's how the police are; they not only have to solve cases, but also, when appropriate, help victims soothe their emotions.

Kudo was speechless and choked with emotion. He shook his head, wanting to say something, but suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

This pain comes quickly but lingers, as if it resonates with your heartbeat and your soul.

"not good!"

"The medicine's effects... are they going to revert back?"

His heart was burning with rage, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back. With each breath, he felt as if his lungs were about to burst.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A needle-like pain spread from my body to my limbs, and my legs trembled like leaves, as if I were an old man on his deathbed.

Everyone's attention was drawn to Tatsumi Sakurako, but only Anya noticed Kudo Shinichi's situation and quietly took out her camera from her bag.

Anya bent down and carefully fiddled with the camera to make sure it was on, then opened the cover.

"what are you up to?"

A hand gripped Anya's wrist; the icy touch and familiar tone sent chills down Anya's spine.

The camera slipped from my hand and fell to the ground, rolling several times before coming to a stop.

Anya had no interest in the camera; sweat beaded on her forehead as she stiffly turned her head.

The girl with brown hair stood beside her expressionlessly, staring straight at her.

After the police arrived, Ai Haibara remained hidden in the crowd, observing. The moment she saw Anya take out her camera, she reached out to stop her.

Anya wants to document the good things in life.

"Does this look like a good life to you?" Ai Haibara asked, pointing at Sakura Tatsumi, who was still performing a set of widow's punches. Anya, of course, wouldn't say that she was planning to film Shinichi Kudo, because she knew Haibara was worried that she would film Shinichi Kudo.

Otherwise, given Haibara's personality, she wouldn't have stepped forward to meddle.

Anya sighed inwardly and reluctantly put away her camera.

With Haibara around, there's definitely no way to save them.

The perspective shifts back to the corner.

Shinichi Kudo leaned against the wall, panting heavily from the pain. He raised his hand and pointed at Satoru Oba, wanting to say something, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

After a few exchanges, he concluded that Oba Satoru was definitely not the type to surrender easily, and that his sudden provocation of Tatsumi Sakurako was likely an attempt to escape in the chaos.

"Damn it, we absolutely can't let him succeed!"

"Damn experimental antidote, how could it have failed at this exact moment!"

Shinichi Kudo roared inwardly, but this outburst only raised his blood pressure and flushed his face; it had no other effect.

Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on Oba Satoru's lips. His gaze swept back and forth, finally locking onto a certain direction.
not good!

Shinichi Kudo felt a chill run down his spine and stumbled, falling to the ground.

"Haibara! Anya!"

His body was in excruciating pain, and he couldn't make a sound. Shinichi Kudo could only scream in his heart and give signals with his eyes.

Ai Haibara and Anya were chatting about what it means to record a beautiful life, completely unaware of Shinichi Kudo's situation, let alone his gaze.

"I've already called Uncle Xia Chuan to inform him. If you don't come downstairs obediently now, I can't guarantee what might happen later!"

Ai Haibara crossed her arms and gave Anya only a disdainful look, confident that Anya would back down.

"What?! You actually told Father?! Ai Haibara, I hate you!"

Anya was devastated. She had called her father earlier and lied that she was playing at Professor Agasa's house, but now it was all over!
With her intelligence, she didn't even think that Ai Haibara would discover her flaws just by talking to Natsukawa after returning from Professor Agasa's house.

"Alright, don't disturb Shinichi Kudo's investigation. I'm confiscating your camera. Now go home!"

Anya glanced at the elevator lobby where the body had been cleared out; the bright red bloodstains were so obvious, it was indeed somewhat terrifying. Although she was "very brave,"...

"But I have rhinitis and can't stand the smell of blood!"

"Why don't you come downstairs with me? Maybe the smell of blood will be less if we go together."

Anya asked hesitantly, convinced that her excuse should be fine.

But after a long while, Ai Haibara still didn't reply to her.

"Grey Yuan?"

"Haibara Ai?"

Anya turned her head and found that Ai Haibara had disappeared at some point, along with Shinichi Kudo who was in the corner.

"Strange, has Conan already gone home for dinner?"

"Should I still go?"

Anya pondered for a long time, then finally slammed her left fist into her right palm, making up her mind.

Anyway, my father already knows what's going on here, so he's bound to give me a scolding.

The price has already been paid, so we're definitely going to have to eat our words.

Anya had just taken a step when she suddenly felt her body lighten, her feet lost their footing, and then something grabbed her collar, lifting her body higher and higher.

She turned around and saw Oba Satoru's sinister smile, as he kept saying, "It's because of you that I was exposed. You brat, you'll pay the price for your loose tongue!"

Anya was dumbfounded, realizing something was wrong!

"Help! Inspector Megure, please save Anya!"

Anya struggled like a dog, but to little avail. She couldn't even touch Oba Satoru's sleeve, who was over 1.8 meters tall.

"Mr. Oba, what are you doing?" Tatsumi Sakurako shouted in disbelief.

Even if Tatsumi Sakurako was stupid, she had already realized the problem by this time. Oba Satoru showed her how ridiculous her widow's punch was!
"It's me, it's definitely me! Didn't I just say so?"

Oba Satoru stopped pretending altogether, his ferocious and unrestrained laughter echoing down the corridor. He pulled Anya close, pulled out a sharp fruit knife, and held it against her face. The blade trembled with each laugh, its cold light flashing, making Anya's face turn pale.

The current situation is definitely no easier than what happened in the cave.

Anya kept shaking her body, trying to find an opportunity to take out the life-saving treasure given to her by her father, but found that her hands were firmly held down, and she could not take out the treasure from her pocket at all.

She had a small hypnotic spray in her pocket, with a spray range of three or four meters. If she took it out, it would definitely solve Daiba Satoru's problem!

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)