Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

He just used a predictive spell; the arrow pointed directly into the sea, so the body must have been thrown overboard.

Xia Jiang, who was in his arms, trembled and silently shed tears.

"In that case, the case is clear."

Mariko Hatamoto said fiercely, "Takeshi Hatamoto, whose real name is Takehiko Zaijo, is the son of Yuuji Zaijo."

"His father committed suicide ten years ago after his father took over the company, which is why he approached Xia Jiang and took the opportunity to infiltrate the Hatamoto family."

“During this voyage, my father discovered his secret, which is why he killed him to cover it up.”

"Afterwards, in order to escape punishment, he killed Hatamoto Tatsuo and then jumped into the sea in an attempt to escape, but unfortunately, he drowned in the sea."

"That must be it, Inspector Megure. I think my father's case can be closed now."

Upon hearing this, Inspector Megure's lips twitched twice.

You make it sound so easy, like you're a detective.

Shouldn't it be up to the police to decide whether or not a case can be closed?

You're clearly looking down on our Metropolitan Police Department.

In Inspector Megure's mind, he was imagining him holding Mariko Hatamoto in one hand and slapping her on the left and right.

Say it again, you fucking idiot? Say it again?

But he really didn't dare to do that.

Although the Hatamoto family is not one of Tokyo's top families, it is well-known in wealthy circles.

He's just a lowly police inspector, so he really doesn't dare to offend him casually.

"Alright, I'll send men to search for Hatamoto Takeshi's body at sea right away..."

Inspector Megure also seems to believe that the case is exactly as Mariko Hatamoto described.

Just as he was about to deliver his closing remarks, Chi Chufeng suddenly spoke up: "Gentlemen, you've made a mistake."

Everyone looked over.

He smiled slightly and continued, "I simply said that Hatamoto Takeshi is dead, but I didn't say that he was the murderer. He was killed by someone."

"Huh?" Inspector Megure turned to look at Akatsuki Kaze, who had a serious expression. "Akazuki-san, you mean..."

"The real murderer is him... Ichiro Hatamoto."

Chi Chufeng looked at a young man hiding behind the crowd.

"What? Ichiro!" Mariko Hatamoto turned to look at her son.

She wanted to argue, but seeing her son's face turn pale instantly, she had a bad feeling.

"N-N-what?" Inspector Megure exclaimed in surprise. "Hatamoto Ichiro is the murderer? But wasn't he stabbed by the murderer?"

Akatsuka Kaze listened to Inspector Megure's nagging and really wanted to punch him.

This guy is truly a negative example of someone who specifically questions correct reasoning!

He gestured for silence and said, "Inspector Megure, if you want to know the truth, don't interrupt me. Let me finish!"

Xia Jiang, nestled in his arms, stared wide-eyed at Chi Chufeng's handsome face.

Chi Chufeng's lips curled slightly as he continued:

"The criminal committed three crimes in total. The first two times, he escaped without a trace and left no murder weapon."

"Only on this third occasion did the murderer not take the murder weapon away, but leave it at the scene."

"No, perhaps it should be said that he was unable to take it because his leg was injured and he could not move."

“This…this can’t be considered evidence, can it?” Mariko Hatamoto tried her best to defend her son.

“It could not possibly be Ichiro; he has no reason to kill his grandfather.”

“Who said there isn’t?” Akatsuka looked at Hatamoto Ichiro.

"If my yin-yang divination is correct, Ichiro Hatamoto, you like Miss Natsue, don't you?"

“You can take a look at his paintings; they are all portraits of Xia Jiang.”

"What? Hurry up and bring all his paintings over." Inspector Megure immediately ordered his men.

"No, no!" Ichiro Hatamoto suddenly stood up agitatedly, snatched the sketchbook, and hugged it to his arms.

"Don't touch my painting, I made it, I made it all."

“I once begged my grandfather to let me marry Xia Jiang, but he refused and said that I was like a toad trying to eat swan meat.”

"I can never forgive him, nor Xiao Wu, who took Xia Jiang away..."

"So you killed your grandfather and framed Xiao Wu?" Xia Jiang struggled to stand up, looking at Hatamoto Ichiro with tears in his eyes.

Hatamoto Ichiro avoided eye contact, not daring to meet Xia Jiang's gaze.

“When I threw away the murder weapon on the deck, I was seen by Tatsuo Hatamoto. He used this to blackmail me, so I had no choice but to kill him to silence him.”

"However, I didn't kill Xiao Wu. He saw me kill Long Nan and jumped into the sea to escape..."

Bang.

Mariko Hatamoto collapsed to the ground.

The truth came out, and Ichiro Hatamoto was taken away.

Inspector Megure chuckled sheepishly and scratched his head, saying, "Akachu-san, I really shouldn't have said that. I didn't expect you Onmyoji to be even better at solving cases than detectives."

"However, since you arrived, no one has explained the case to you. How did you know those details?"

Chapter 24 Three Souls Sitting in a Row

Akatsukaze smiled at Inspector Megure.

"I am an Onmyoji, of course... it was a ghost who told me."

ghost…

Inspector Megure couldn't help but shudder.

Look around, then quickly say goodbye.

Watching him leave, Chi Chufeng turned to look at Xia Jiang, whose face was filled with sorrow.

"Miss Xia Jiang, there is only one thing left now."

The girl looked up at him blankly.

Ten minutes later, in Xia Jiang's room.

Chi Chufeng held the scissors.

He used his spatial eye to observe the girl.

It's so interesting.

The three spirits sat on her head, lined up in a row.

Hatamoto Gozo sat in the middle.

On the left is Hatamoto Tatsuo, and on the right is Hatamoto Takeshi.

The three spirits sat in a row, like kindergarten children waiting for candy.

Chi Chufeng could imagine why this situation occurred.

The murder weapons in the first two cases were not left at the scene.

The soul certainly wouldn't have time to attach itself.

However, the fact that they all chose to stay on Xia Jiang's head, which arrived quickly, is quite unsettling.

As the grandfather, Hatamoto Gozo was sitting on his granddaughter's head after his death; what a disgrace to his elders!

Instead of embracing his wife, Hatamoto Tatsuo sat on his sister-in-law Natsue's head, which is truly despicable.

These wealthy families are truly a mess.

It's fortunate that I ran into myself; otherwise, if we had waited until night, we probably would have ended up fighting.

Chi Chufeng couldn't help but smack his lips.

As for Takeshi Hatamoto, who drowned at sea, it's even more surprising that his soul could fly back.

However, Akatsukaze did not completely believe what Hatamoto Ichiro said.

He might have killed Hatamoto Takeshi and then thrown him into the water.

He only didn't confess because of Xia Jiang.

Chi Chufeng carefully cut off three strands of hair from the girl's head with scissors and put them into his soul space.

"You, what did you do?"

Xia Jiang's eyes widened.

She had just witnessed those hairs disappear into Chi Chufeng's hands.