Detective Conan: Birth of the Demon Child

"Da da da……"

Meanwhile, hidden in a men's restroom stall, Asagi Shigemi, hearing the approaching footsteps, nervously gripped the anesthetic spray canister in his hand.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Professional Assassins Are Professional (Please add to your favorites and vote!)

"boom!!!"

Just as Asami was about to open the door and ambush Kawashima Hideo, a loud thud came from outside the door.

???

A bunch of questions popped into Asagi's mind. Driven by curiosity, he secretly opened the door to the cubicle and peered curiously through the crack.

There, dressed in a black suit, was lying on the smooth toilet floor, his life hanging in the balance. Beside him stood a tall figure.

Because of the angle of view, Asagi could only see the person's back. However, the person's clothing was very peculiar. Over the black kimono, there was a white haori with the number "five" written on the back.

Under Asagi's somewhat terrified gaze, the tall figure suddenly raised his right foot and stepped on Kawashima Hideo's neck, followed by a sharp stomp.

Click!

Hideo Kawashima's neck twisted unnaturally, and his unseeing face turned toward the direction where Asami was hiding.

(ΩДΩ)

When Asahi saw Kawashima Hideo's bloodshot, fear-filled eyes, she almost burst into tears. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, afraid of attracting the attention of the murderer.

"Ding! Congratulations on successfully signing in to Kawashima Hideo. You are rewarded with 1 stamina point, which you can claim at any time."

Hearing the system notification in his mind, Suzuki Seimei couldn't help but curse under his breath, 'Another piece of trash.'

Under Suzuki Seimei's remote control, Aizen took out a sharp watermelon knife, cut off Kawashima Hideo's head, and then used his blood to leave a line of large characters on the wall.

Those who traffic in drugs shall be killed without mercy!

--grim Reaper.

Aizen placed Kawashima Hideo's head into the urinal directly below the blood-red letter, completing this damned ritual before quietly leaving the restroom.

"call out!"

After Aizen found a secluded corner to hide in, Suzuki Seimei immediately used his mind to remotely recall him into the system space.

"Squeak~"

Once he was sure the murderer had left, Ma Sheng, whose legs were trembling with fear, slowly pushed open the toilet stall door and slipped out with shaky legs.

That was so damn exciting!

Although Asagi Minoru had already conceived the idea of ​​avenging his father, he only dared to drug Kawashima Hideo with anesthetic and then throw him into the sea to drown.

The scene of Aizen killing people had left a deep shadow in Asami's mind.

Not only did he break Kawashima Hideo's neck with his foot, but he also cut off his head with a knife. This must be the legendary professional killer!

At this moment, Asagi was terrified and could not even feel the joy of revenge; all he felt was endless fear.

If I had been discovered by the murderer, I probably wouldn't have been able to leave the restroom alive.

"Huhuhu..."

Asa took a few deep breaths to calm his surging adrenaline, and a strange thought suddenly popped into his mind.

If I had known that professional assassins were this good, why would I have wasted money hiring Kogoro Mouri?

It would be better to just hire an assassin to take care of Kuroiwa Tatsuji and his group!

Hiring a professional assassin would ensure that Kuroiwa Tatsuji and the others die a horrible death, without burdening oneself with the sin of murder—it's perfect!

Asagi thought to himself, "Judging from the bloody words that person left on the wall, he must hate drug traffickers very much. So he should also target Kuroiwa Tatsuji and the others. Then I don't need to rush to make a move."

Perhaps because Asami was a doctor, he was actually quite averse to the idea of ​​killing.

Otherwise, Asano Minori wouldn't have hesitated for three years before finally deciding to kill and seek revenge, nor would he have specifically sent a letter of request to Kogoro Mouri, hoping that he could come and stop him.

Now that a cold-blooded and ruthless killer has suddenly appeared, and it seems he has his eye on Kawashima Hideo's drug trafficking group, Asagi Narumi is quite willing to give him his head.

Most importantly, Asahi really didn't want to run into that killer again, not at all!

"Ah ah ah..."

A few minutes later, a lucky villager pushed open the toilet door and met Kawashima Hideo's unseeing eyes. He was so frightened that he wet himself and let out a shrill scream.

"problem occurs!"

Upon hearing the screams, Kogoro Mouri and Conan's detective instincts kicked in instantly, and they took off running, sprinting towards the restroom.

"Dad, Conan, really..."

Seeing this, Ran Mouri looked helpless, picked up Seimei Suzuki, and chased after him.

(Д)ノ

Even Kogoro Mouri and Conan's expressions changed slightly upon seeing Hideo Kawashima's dismembered body in the toilet.

"No one is allowed to come in. Don't disturb the scene. Call the police immediately." After stopping the villagers from entering the toilet, Kogoro Mouri began to inspect the toilet.

"Those who traffic in drugs shall be killed without mercy! Death?"

Conan's gaze was quickly drawn to the blood-red words on the wall, and he frowned slightly, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Judging from the blood-written words left on the wall, this murder was most likely committed by a professional killer, and "Death" was probably the killer's nickname.

However, we cannot rule out the possibility that this is a deliberate attempt by the murderer to mislead the police and divert their attention to a fictitious killer.

If these blood-written words were merely a distraction for the police, then the real culprit is likely hiding among the villagers who were watching.

Boom! ! !

Just as Conan was about to look for clues on Hideo Kawashima's body, a merciless iron fist came down from the sky and smashed a big bump on his head.

"How many times have I told you not to disturb my work? Ran, keep an eye on this brat." Kogoro Mouri grabbed Conan by the collar and threw him out of the bathroom.

Ouch... Ouch...

Conan touched the large bump on his head and couldn't help but gasp.

"Conan, you can't be naughty, or Dad will really get angry. You should learn from Seimei!" Ran Mouri, who was holding Suzuki Seimei, said earnestly as she saw this.

Ran Mouri had just glanced at the scene in the restroom, and even she felt it was a bit too bloody. She immediately covered Suzuki Harumi's eyes, afraid that it would leave him with some psychological trauma.

Therefore, Ran Mouri also felt that her father's approach was correct; this case was indeed not suitable for Conan to get involved in.

"I know, Sister Xiaolan."

Conan gave a perfunctory reply and secretly observed the expressions of the surrounding villagers, hoping to find the hidden culprit.

Huh?

What puzzled Conan was that, besides fear and curiosity, many of the villagers watching also showed guilty expressions.

The faces of the drug traffickers, led by Kuroiwa Tatsuji, turned extremely solemn, their eyes filled with barely suppressed terror.

Chapter Thirty-Four: Gunshots in the Night

Others might think that the blood-written words on the wall were just a smokescreen to divert the police's attention, but Kuroiwa Tatsuji and his team were certain that a terrifying killer was indeed targeting them.

While everyone's attention was drawn to the horrific scene in the restroom, Suzuki Seimei secretly reached out and touched the trembling Nishimoto Ken.

"Ding! Congratulations on successfully signing in to Nishimoto Ken. You are rewarded with 1 point of mental energy, which you can claim at any time."

Not bad!

Compared to physical strength, Suzuki Seimei preferred mental strength, because many of his skills and items required mental strength to activate, and his mental strength was simply not enough.

After checking every corner of the toilet and confirming that there were no clues missed, Kogoro Mouri had the toilet temporarily sealed off.

No one is allowed into the toilet before the police arrive, in case someone accidentally disturbs the murder scene.

Although there is a police station on Moonshadow Island, there is only one elderly policeman there, who is clearly incapable of handling such a murder case.

Therefore, Kogoro Mouri had no choice but to call Inspector Megure and ask him to bring his men to Tsukikage Island to handle the case.

However, Tsukikage Island is quite a distance from Tokyo, and with the night already late and the sea being rather rough, Inspector Megure and his team estimate they won't be able to get there until tomorrow morning.

Upon learning that the police wouldn't arrive at Moonshadow Island until the next morning, Kuroiwa Tatsuji and the others outwardly feigned concern, but inwardly they breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to the assassins hiding in the shadows, Kuroiwa Tatsuji and his team were also wary of the Tokyo police. They had to hide all the drugs before the police arrived at Tsukikage Island.

After all, the blood-written words left at the murder scene were too conspicuous, and even just to be on the safe side, the police would definitely search Kawashima Hideo's house thoroughly.

If the police actually find the drugs, it could easily implicate Kuroiwa Tatsuji and his gang, which would be a real problem.

Time passed slowly, and before they knew it, it was midnight. The ordinary villagers had already gone home, locked their doors, and gone to sleep.

The drug traffickers hiding on Tsukikage Island secretly gathered in a warehouse under the summons of Kuroiwa Tatsuji.

The drug trafficking group on Moonshadow Island was very small. Apart from the leaders like Kuroiwa Tatsuji, the remaining members totaled only about a dozen people.

Hideo Kawashima was one of the leaders of this drug trafficking group. Tonight, he was suddenly killed and left those bloody words on the wall, which really frightened many guilty people.

Even if Kuroiwa Tatsuji didn't gather them, these drug traffickers would probably choose to stick together for safety in order to avoid being killed alone.

While the drug dealers were arguing about how to deal with the assassins hiding in the shadows, Suzuki Seimei had already controlled Aizen's Stand to infiltrate the vicinity of the warehouse.

The fact that Kuroiwa Tatsuji and Kawashima Hideo were so eager to turn against each other over the position of village chief shows that they weren't exactly formidable figures.

Although Kuroiwa Tatsuji had assigned two henchmen to guard the warehouse, those two lookouts were idly chatting and slacking off.

"Yoshida, can I borrow a light?"

One of the young men, dressed in black and sporting a buzz cut, patted his pockets but couldn't find a lighter. He casually dangled a cigarette from his hand and leaned over to his companion who was smoking nearby.

Click!

Upon hearing this, the somewhat short and stout companion instinctively raised his lighter and moved it toward the young man in black's cigarette.

"Bang! Bang!"

Just as the two lookouts approached, a dark figure suddenly burst out of the darkness, its two iron fists bringing a gust of wind as they slammed heavily into their heads.