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

They gathered in the living room, waiting for dawn.

"Akachu-san is truly amazing. As expected of an Onmyoji, his magic is superb, and he can identify the murderer at a glance."

The oblivious Sonoko wasn't scared at all, her eyes shining as she looked at Akatsuki, who was resting with his eyes closed.

"Ha..." Conan laughed. "Sonoko-neechan, you've been fooled! There's no such thing as real magic in this world! It must be a coincidence, a coincidence!"

"Is it a coincidence?" Sonoko frowned. "But Akatsuchi-san identified the murderer very accurately."

"This must be a coincidence."

Conan insisted, "I believe you if you say that Akashi-nii is a very good detective. But if you say he's some kind of Onmyoji, that's definitely a lie! A lie!"

He spoke while frowning in deep thought.

How exactly did Chi Chufeng deduce that?

This isn't Ke Xue's style.

Chapter 38 Magical Puppetry

Chi Chufeng was too lazy to pay attention to this stubborn little detective.

He was manipulating the soul of Chikako Ikeda within the space using his mind.

The head is the head, the arms are the arms, the legs are the legs, and everything can move.

However, they can no longer be put together, there is no way to coordinate them, and they can't even stand up.

Ryoichi Takahashi didn't use a scalpel to cut it; he used an axe.

There was too much bone missing at the fracture site; it couldn't be reattached.

Chi Chufeng felt that this girl definitely had the wrong name.

The support frame—just listen to that name; it falls apart as soon as you take it apart.

What should be used to connect her body?

Looking around at the items in the space, Chi Chufeng suddenly had an idea.

First, bring over a bundle of tree branches.

These branches were collected using predictive magic and are suitable materials for making magic wands.

Using the knife that Masaki Negishi brought in, I cut out several branches of suitable size and thickness.

Then, using the necklace cord that Kishida brought in, they were connected together to form a puppet shape.

Ropes and branches are all suitable for spirits to attach themselves to.

It was easy to put Chikako Ikeda's limbs and body on it.

Chikako Ikeda's soul moved its limbs, turned its head twice, and immediately revealed a joyful expression.

At least it looks like a proper soul now.

[Ding! The host has become self-taught and created a magical puppet. Reward: Magical Puppetry (Beginner).]

[Magic Puppetry (Beginner): Uses magic threads to control puppets and corpses in battle. The host can create and control puppets.]

Magical Puppet Technique!

Akatsuka's mind immediately focused on Chika's soul.

Threads of magical energy extended from the void, connecting to the limbs, body, and head of the soul.

The soul immediately and involuntarily began to act according to Chi Chufeng's commands.

At ease, attention, turn your head twice, do a split...

Chikako's soul swelled up in humiliation.

Nourishing.

She shrank back in humiliation.

Five days have passed since the villa incident in the mountains.

The dates in this world are very chaotic.

Today is the 1st, tomorrow might be the 31st.

Today is Monday, tomorrow might be the weekend.

Therefore, Chi Chufeng usually makes appointments with people on the same day.

Especially if you've made an appointment with someone who could die at any moment, you absolutely cannot break your promise.

Even though it was snowing heavily, Chi Chufeng had no choice but to go out.

As he went downstairs to get his car, he saw a plump woman leading Conan to say goodbye to Kogoro Mouri downstairs.

"Thank you for taking care of Conan these past few days. I will definitely come to thank you again another day."

Huh? Death has struck. Does that mean there are more souls to collect?

Seeing the woman leave with Conan, Aka Chufeng greeted her.

"Ran, where did Conan go?"

"Akachu-san, you need to go out. That was Conan's mother just now, and she took Conan away."

"Conan's mother?"

Wait a minute! Isn't Conan just a washing machine?

Conan Edogawa's identity is completely fake; where did he get a mother from?

“Yes, Conan’s mother is named Fumiyo Edogawa. She’s a very kind-looking auntie,” Ran said.

“Edogawa Fumiyo?” Akatsuka suddenly understood.

I remembered.

This is Conan's parents pretending to be members of the Black Organization, kidnapping him and giving him a good thrashing.

Tsk tsk! It's no wonder Conan survived with such a pair of mischievous parents.

Without a soul, there's no point in living.

Chi Chufeng smacked his lips, said goodbye to Xiao Lan, and got into the car.

Half an hour later, at the home of Maru Denjiro, chairman of the Maru Group.

Chi Chufeng stared at the Japanese sword gleaming with a cold light before him.

“Mr. Akaso, this Kikuchiyo is a famous sword passed down through generations of a family. I finally acquired it with great difficulty, and I will not sell it for less than 20 million yen.”

It's the same as the European-style longsword I got last time.

This knife is also a naturally formed magical artifact.

It must have been formed from years of fighting on the battlefield.

The blade exudes a strong aura of death.

As long as it's replaced with magic power, it can become a magical artifact.

In an island nation, carrying a European longsword is too conspicuous; a Japanese sword would be much better.

Looking at the shrewd-looking Maru Denjiro, Akaso Kaze smiled faintly.

“Mr. Wan, I see a dark aura around your face; you are sure to suffer a bloody disaster soon.”

"How about you trade this Kikuchiyo sword for one of my talismans?"

Maru Denjiro was taken aback.

Baka! A single talisman costs twenty million?

You're even darker than me.

This is at least a fine sword; Suwa Yuuji borrowed a lot of money from me to get it.

You think you can just draw a random talisman and take it away? You're dreaming.

He shook his head repeatedly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chichu, I won't sell it for less than 20 million."

Chi Chufeng smiled smugly.

I wanted to save your life because of the magic device, but since you don't care, fine.

He casually pulled out a check and wrote him twenty million.

He took the Kikuchiyo and bid farewell.

You wouldn't do it even if it cost you twenty million to save your life. You'll see what happens when you're under my command.

Chapter 39 Yukiko Kudo Appears

After leaving Wan Chuanjia, we encountered a traffic jam not far away.

Traffic in Tokyo is terrible, and it's bound to get congested when it snows.