Detective Conan: Birth of the Demon Child

Although Ran and the others didn't know what had happened, they could clearly feel the atmosphere in the air become heavy.

Sonoko asked curiously, "Mr. Yonehara, isn't he Mr. Sugiyama?"

The man in gray sneered, "I'm not some Sugiyama-sensei. My name is Mori Atsushi, just a small-time newspaper reporter. I received a lot of help from them three years ago."

"Three years ago?"

Upon hearing this, Suzuki Seimei and Conan's expressions changed slightly, revealing thoughtful looks.

"You...how did you get here?"

When Shimoda Kohei saw Mori Atsushi appear, his face looked extremely unpleasant, as if he had thought of something unpleasant.

Mori Atsushi chuckled sinisterly, "Because someone called to tell me that there would be a case happening here, and I don't want to miss out on that kind of news."

The swirling snowflakes outside, combined with Mori Atsushi's gloomy expression, created an exceptionally eerie and terrifying atmosphere, causing the air temperature to drop several degrees.

If it weren't for Conan, Suzuki Haruki would have wondered if he should switch to making horror movies.

However, judging from the fact that there wasn't even a "Check-in Available" sign above Mori Atsushi's head, Suzuki Seimei thought he was probably just a minor character.

Although he's a bit ugly, he should be a harmless person.

"Could something have happened here?!"

Hearing Mori Atsushi's words, everyone present was surprised, and someone with a guilty conscience became even more nervous.

"I originally parked the car in the woods, but it's been snowing heavily outside and it's too cold to bear, so I had to come here." Mori Atsushi finished speaking and walked into the villa on his own.

"Wait a minute, you're not welcome here!"

After being blocked by Ryuichi Sakai, Atsushi Mori said unhurriedly, "I don't think it should matter, right? Do you want to see news reports tomorrow about a Beika Elementary School teacher being heartless and leaving a newspaper reporter who came to ask for help in the middle of a snowstorm?"

"you you……"

Upon hearing this, Ryuichi Sakai nearly fainted from anger, but he still made way for him.

If Atsushi Mori were to actually write this into the news and then exaggerate it extensively using euphemisms, Ryuichi Sakai's reputation would be ruined.

Although the four teachers present did not welcome Mori Atsushi's arrival, they did not dare to actually kick him out. They could only watch helplessly as he walked into the villa and, as if he were a familiar face, went to the fireplace and warmed himself by the fire.

"You two can chat anytime! I'm going to take a shower."

"I'm going back to rest now."

"I'll go prepare dinner then. Ran, Sonoko, come help me!"

"Good~"

With the arrival of Mori Atsushi, this uninvited guest, everyone lost interest in chatting and left the living room.

Just as Mori Atsushi was enjoying the warmth of the fire, Suzuki Seimei suddenly walked up to him and asked curiously, "Uncle, what exactly happened three years ago that you mentioned?"

"Little brother, aren't you afraid of me?"

Looking at Suzuki Seimei's incredibly cute little face, Mori Atsushi was slightly taken aback at first, then sneered coldly.

"Uncle, even though you are ugly, you must not feel inferior."

Facing Mori Atsushi's gloomy gaze, Suzuki Haruaki earnestly comforted him, "It's not your fault that you're ugly, you have to be strong!"

"Hehe~ Interesting little devil."

Mori Atsushi stared at Suzuki Haruaki for a while, and finally asked with a wry smile, "Why do you want to know about what happened three years ago?"

"It's purely a professional habit, because I'm a detective, so I have a strong sense of curiosity."

"detective?"

Suzuki Haruaki said proudly, "That's right! Don't let my age fool you, I'm a member of the Junior Detective League. I've not only helped the police catch robbers, but I've also defeated Kaito Kid."

"The Junior Detective Club? I think I've seen your news before."

After recalling the news about the Junior Detective League, Mori Atsushi couldn't help but complain, "The police now need kids to help them solve cases. They're really getting more and more useless."

Chapter 114 A Clear Conscience Fears No Ghosts Knocking

Seizing the opportunity, Suzuki Seimei said, "Uncle, can you tell me about what happened three years ago now? Maybe I can find some clues?"

"About three years ago, a suicide occurred in the ballet club room of Beika Elementary School. The victim was a sixth-grade girl named Mochizuki Minako."

"suicide?"

"The police concluded that Minako Mochizuki committed suicide by hanging herself due to excessive exam pressure."

Mori Atsushi smiled meaningfully and said, "Interestingly, of the four teachers present today, apart from Yonehara Akiko's homeroom teacher, the other three were also teachers who taught Mochizuki Minako back then."

"..."

After listening to Mori Atsushi's explanation, Suzuki Seimei stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

Judging from the reward notifications from previous check-ins, Akiko Yonehara's goal should be to avenge Minako Mochizuki, and Kohei Shimoda is probably the one who killed Minako Mochizuki.

Although the police initially closed the case as a suicide, given the incompetent way the island nation's police solved cases, it was highly likely that the case was a wrongful conviction.

In fact, it wasn't just the incompetence of the Japanese police that Suzuki Seimei witnessed in his life; the Japanese police in the world he lived in his previous life also operated in a similar manner.

In island nations, if no obvious evidence of homicide is left at the scene after a crime occurs, the police usually close the case as a suicide in order to save trouble.

This is precisely why the suicide rate in island nations remains consistently high.

As for how many of these people actually committed suicide and how many were forced to commit suicide, no one knows.

The police forces of the two island nations operate in similar ways, except one is afraid of trouble and the other is genuinely incompetent.

"Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~ Ding-dong..."

Just as Suzuki Seimei was pondering how to stop Yonehara Akiko from seeking revenge while also seeking justice for Mochizuki Minako, the doorbell of the villa suddenly rang.

"I'm coming!"

When Nakamura Misato heard the doorbell ring, she quickly walked to the front door and opened it.

"Mr. Sugiyama, you've finally arrived..."

"boom!"

Before Nakamura Miri could finish speaking, Sugiyama-sensei, who was standing at the door, collapsed into the villa with a livid face.

"Ah ah ah..."

Upon seeing this, Nakamura Misato was slightly taken aback, and then couldn't help but let out a piercing scream.

"what happened?"

"Mr. Nakamura, are you alright?!"

The scream from Nakamura Miri quickly alerted everyone in the villa, drawing them all over.

"Mr. Sugiyama... he's dead..."

Seeing Sugiyama-sensei's body turn bluish-purple, and his eyes wide open in death, everyone present was startled.

"How could Sugiyama-sensei be dead?" Kohei Shimoda asked, completely bewildered.

Upon hearing this, Ryuichi Sakai instinctively said, "Could he have frozen to death?"

"No, this person was murdered."

Conan walked to Sugiyama-sensei's body and pointed to the ligature marks on his neck, saying, "Look, there are still rope marks here, and this body has become stiff as a board. This is what people call rigor mortis!"

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When Suzuki Seimei saw Conan getting carried away again, he subconsciously glanced at Mori Atsushi beside him and shook his head helplessly.

Conan is really getting more and more arrogant, showing off in front of reporters. Isn't he afraid of Gin coming after him?

Upon hearing this, Nakamura Misato, the school doctor, instinctively replied, "If it's rigor mortis, then it means that Sugiyama-sensei has been dead for more than nine hours."

"Huh? There seems to be something written on this uncle's hand?"

Suzuki Seimei glanced at the corpse before him, finally fixing his gaze on the man's right hand.

Following the direction Suzuki Seimei pointed, everyone saw that there were indeed red marks on the back of Sugiyama-sensei's right hand, which was covered in snowflakes.

Conan brushed away the snowflakes with his hand, and three large characters written in lipstick appeared before everyone's eyes: "Minako".

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The four teachers present changed their expressions drastically upon seeing this.

"Uncle, is this Minako someone we're hoping to get rid of Minako?"

Suzuki Seimei raised his head and asked Mori Atsushi with feigned curiosity, "Could it be that someone is planning to avenge her? But didn't she commit suicide?"

Upon hearing Suzuki Seimei's words, Shimoda Kohei, who was already feeling guilty, subconsciously recalled the image of Mochizuki Minako dying with her eyes wide open, and his face turned deathly pale.

"Shh!"

After noticing Shimoda Kohei's unusual behavior, a dark purple glint flashed in Suzuki Seimei's eyes.

Fear spell activated!

"Ah ah ah..."

As an invisible, eerie light entered Shimoda Kohei's head, he couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, falling to the ground in fright and stumbling backward.

From Shimoda Kohei's perspective, he saw a bizarre figure wearing a school uniform with a noose around its neck emerge from Sugiyama-sensei's corpse.

clack clack...

The eerie figure slowly twisted its neck, revealing a face dripping with blood and tears, yet one that was all too familiar to Kohei Shimoda—it was Mochizuki Minako, whom he and Sugiyama-sensei had murdered together.

"Don't come any closer, don't come any closer, it wasn't me... I..."

Seeing Mochizuki Minako slowly crawling towards him, Shimoda Kohei was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly until he was cornered against the wall with nowhere to go, but he still dared not resist.

"Uh uh uh……"

Kohei Shimoda waved his hands wildly, terrified out of his wits. He foamed at the mouth, his eyes wide open, and collapsed to the ground, gradually ceasing to breathe.

Conan was the first to come to his senses. He rushed to Kohei Shimoda's side, touched his neck, and said with a strange expression, "He's dead. He must have been scared to death."

"Scared to death?"