Mr. Yoshiyama finally admitted that he killed Kono-san.
"I liked her," he said. "Yesterday, I finally mustered up the courage to confess to her.
In the end, not only did that woman heartlessly reject me.
She even used harsh words to taunt me.
I couldn't take it anymore … … so I decided to kill her. "
"That's impossible!" Kanako Watanabe raised her head, her face full of certainty.
"Please don't frame Kono-san anymore.
Kono-san has such a good personality.
She likes to praise others and has never said harsh words to anyone! "
Mr. Yoshiyama's face was full of sarcasm.
"Impossible?
I originally thought she was as kind and gentle as she pretended to be.
I even imagined that even if I was rejected, I would continue to like her.
But that was all a facade.
A facade for everyone to see. "
Mr. Yoshiyama took something out of his pocket.
The police wanted to stop him, but when they saw that it was a scarecrow, they stopped.
He said, "That woman actually had something like that on her."
Something like that … … After confirming that it was a scarecrow, Conan's mouth twitched, his eyes turning into crescents.
"No matter how much she doesn't like me," Mr. Yoshiyama's laughter was somewhat maniacal, "I was the one who was rejected.
I was also the one who was mocked.
She doesn't have the right to curse me with something like that.
What right does she have to curse me!!! "
Mr. Yoshiyama held the scarecrow in his hand, the red string around its neck dancing in the wind.
But in the next moment, a stronger wind started blowing. When the wind passed, Conan was surprised to find that the scarecrow had disappeared.
What happened?
Could it be true?
Conan propped up his chin and began to think.
This was indoors, not even the slightest breeze could enter.
Not to mention such a strong wind … … Just then, he saw Satsuki Itō on the side.
Satsuki Itō only smiled faintly. She was lamenting how useful the Death God's physique was.
This time, the Water Tree Firefly's problem could be solved.
The scarecrow had a hidden aura.
It was exactly the same as the Water Tree Firefly's.
Satsuki Itō had already sensed it when she first entered.
This was probably the token that the hell's girl gave to her client!
She guessed.
What wind was this?
Everyone was dumbfounded by this change.
They couldn't figure it out no matter how hard they tried.
How could the scarecrow disappear in front of everyone?
Conan and Officer Mugo looked at Satsuki Itō.
"You know what's going on!" Conan's expression and tone were very certain.
Satsuki Itō shrugged indifferently and asked, "Who wouldn't know?"
"Are you saying that the curse really exists?" Conan's voice was filled with disbelief.
Such legends had existed since ancient times.
However, in today's society, most people, including himself, would not believe that this kind of thing was useful.
"Of course," Satsuki Itō "kindly" misunderstood Conan … no, helped him explain.
"As long as the method is correct, even ordinary people can successfully use it." However, not many people in this world knew about those methods.
The two of them did not know that Kuroba Kaito had already tasted its power not long ago. At that time, the user was Koizumi Kouko.
"It's actually true." After coming back to his senses, Mr. Yoshiyama happened to hear their conversation.
There was a hint of relief on his face as he said, "It's good that I made the first move.
Otherwise, I would be the one dead this time. "
Conan felt that there was a loophole in Yoshiyama's words.
But where exactly was it?
He thought for a long time but could not figure it out.
"You're the 'Shuo Yue sister' that the brat mentioned?" Mr. Yoshiyama finally calmed down.
He looked at the bookshelf that was still intact after the experiment and said, "I didn't expect you to be so young.
This is the method I've been thinking about all night. "
"It won't fail that easily, right?" He asked her.
"You deliberately waited for me to admit it." This was the most likely possibility that Mr. Yoshiyama could think of.
She saw through his method, but did not find any evidence.
You should ask the little detective.
Satsuki Itō silently ridiculed him in her heart.
That guy once again falsely used her name.
The little detective next to her was anxious to the point of sweating.
Itō … .She won't say anything suspicious again, right!
In the end, Satsuki Itō just slightly raised the corner of her mouth. "You didn't experiment here before, right?" She explained, "What can be done in other places, may not be done in other places."
What!
This guy really saw through everything.
Little Conan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When Mr. Yoshiyama did the experiment, he could not completely replicate the situation here.
This made his experiment full of loopholes.
When he killed people, he used a different method.
So, he never found out that this method could not be implemented.
That's right.
He just wanted to prove that this method could be done by anyone.
In fact, he personally stood behind the bookshelf and saw Kono push it down when he came here.
The wires on the bookshelf were also broken because of his push.
"So that's how it is?" When the police were about to take him away, Mr. Yoshiyama said with regret.
"I can't find the exact same place right now.
But I can't wait any longer. "He did not want to wait any longer.
Rice Flower Bookstore finally returned to normal.
The store manager and Kanako Watanabe's mood suddenly dropped.
Their subordinate/colleague for several months was dead.
Whether she was a fake or not, it was impossible for them not to be sad after this period of time.
The clock rang. Kanako Watanabe looked at the time. It was already an hour after she got off work.
She remembered the high school student who helped Kono-san find the real murderer.
She also promised to take her to find the book.
"I'm sorry!" Kanako Watanabe's apologetic smile showed some obvious tiredness.
"I'll take you to find the book now." With that, she hurriedly organized her things and prepared to take them away.
The kids from the Juvenile Detective Group were still in high spirits. Ever since they started working with Detective Conan, they had encountered so many murder cases that they were already used to it.
They wanted to see the monster's book as soon as possible.
"Is the person Kono-san cursed really Mr. Yoshiyama?" On the way, Conan deliberately walked with Satsuki Itō as he asked.
"Why do you ask?" Satsuki Itō casually answered him.
She hid some of her admiration very well.
The little detective was indeed sharp.
On the other hand, a certain primary school detective was walking with his head lowered while thinking seriously.
"There's no mark on the scarecrow." He didn't look up, he didn't even think before he asked his question.
"In theory, it could be anyone.
From beginning to end, only Mr. Yoshiyama believed that he was cursed. "
Just as he was confirming what Mr. Yoshiyama was holding, Conan slightly adjusted his glasses so that he could clearly see the scarecrow.
Other than some uncoordinated red lines, it was an ordinary doll made of straw.
Kanako Watanabe was talking and laughing with the children in front. She turned around and greeted the three who were walking at the back.
Satsuki Itō looked at them and smiled. "You're right.
The person Kono-san wanted to kill wasn't Mr. Yoshiyama. "
"You mean …" Conan's eyes suddenly widened.
Then he returned to normal.
His voice revealed his nervousness and seriousness.
"Her target is Ms. Watanabe, right?
This kind of curse is fatal?! "
"At least that's what I feel." Satsuki Itō answered indifferently.
Then she didn't want to discuss it anymore.
Why would Kono-san do this?
What happened between her and Ms. Watanabe?
Conan didn't know. He was a detective, it was his instinct to search for the truth.
But Kono-san was dead, and the curse wasn't carried out.
He just wanted to let it all go.
Nothing was more important than life.
He didn't want to see anyone die.
Conan's glasses were a little clouded. He finally asked Satsuki Itō, "This kind of curse … Do you know its source?
What can be done to stop it? "
Conan stopped. He looked at Satsuki Itō with a determined gaze. She was the only one who could give him an answer.
Satsuki Itō continued walking. She left a meaningful sentence as she walked, "Who knows!"
"But … Even if there is, it's not something you can do." These words floated from afar. Conan couldn't help but clench his fists.
This was a fact that he couldn't deny even though he didn't want to.
Conan had been powerless before this year. That was when he couldn't stop the cases from happening.
But this year, after encountering so many things that he didn't believe in before, he felt more and more powerless.
But he still believed that he could do something.
"There's really no way!" Satsuki Itō looked at Conan Edogawa helplessly.
She finally looked serious. "You have to find those scarecrows before the curse happens.
This is probably a feasible way! "
"But no one knows who has those scarecrows.
No one knows how long it will take for them to appear.
Are you sure you can stop those things? "Satsuki Itō didn't sound too doubtful.
If it was the detective … the resentment might be erased in advance.
The premise was that the detective could find them and didn't kill the client or target because of his Grim Reaper aura.