"It was done by Mr. Shoyasu." When questioned by the police, Asami Yamashima insisted on this point.
"He has always hated Miss Yuko."
"I don't know who killed her." Otomo Shoyasu's aged face had a hint of malicious joy. "But I really have to thank that person.
Take care of that eyesore. "
"Uncle Zhengkang wouldn't do that, right?" Otomo Hiroshi said.
"It's Lizi.
She was a snow maiden. Snow maidens wouldn't die so easily.
She was back.
Come back and kill us. "
This was too inconceivable.
However, after the previous case, no one dared to deny it.
Otomo Hiroshi calmed himself down and brought Officer Mugo and the others to the room.
Conan also came along.
He saw that Otomo Masakasu was a little unnatural.
The bloody words on the wall … Conan stared at them. Gradually, the corners of his lips curled up.
Then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly ran out.
Conan came back after a long time. At this time, he had a confident smile on his face.
He chose to act cute and said to Otomo Shoyasu, "Grandpa is an artist, right?"
Otomo Shoyasu froze for a moment.
He opened his mouth, but nothing came out in the end.
Otomo Hiroshi answered for him.
"How did you know?
Uncle Zhengkang is very good at painting. "
"Because of the calluses on Grandpa's hands!" Conan explained.
"Other than the one that controls the mannequins, the rest are only possessed by people who often use the paintbrush."
"If it's Grandpa, he must be able to draw the words on the wall!" Conan's expression suddenly became serious, and his tone became much deeper.
Where was the childishness from before?
At this time, a few policemen came in from outside. They held sealed paintbrushes in their hands and said to Officer Mugo, "It's like what the young man said.
It was indeed stained with blood. "
This brush was found in Masayasu Otomo's room.
There was no doubt that it was his.
However, he was still making his last stand.
"This can only mean that someone used my brush."
"The handwriting on it isn't Uncle Zhengkang's." Otomo Hirosi also defended him.
"These are Lizi's notes.
There's no way I'm mistaken. "
"There's no handwriting on it at all," Conan retorted.
"It's just a copy!
Am I right?
Itō -san.
Look at that brush stroke. Ordinary people can't draw it like that. "
"Who knows!" Satsuki Itō did not play along. "Conan knows a lot about painting!"
Hey, hey!
There was no need to undermine him like this!
Conan silently complained.
However, he still had to put on a very innocent and cute look.
"I saw it on TV."
"Nowadays, TV shows really teach everything!" Ito Shuki seemed to be just sighing with emotion.
"Mr. Otomo Shoyasu, is there anything else you want to explain?"
Satsuki Itō casually walked to the wall and leaned against it as if to say, 'Don't worry.
I'll wait for your answer. '
From time to time, there was a thumping sound coming from the bottom of her feet.
"I see!" Conan's glasses once again emitted a strong white light.
Then, he ran to Satsuki Itō and carefully looked at the ground nearby.
"Ahhhh!
It's so strange! "Conan said loudly. This successfully attracted everyone's attention.
"This piece of wood is different from the other places."
Conan pretended to be curious and pulled the piece of wood. Unexpectedly, it was easily pulled off.
Then, a very deep tunnel appeared in front of everyone.
It didn't look like someone had been here before.
Conan looked at the piece of wood that he was holding with both hands with a complicated expression.
The wood had already rotted because of the passage of time.
As long as he let go, it would break.
Not long after, a few rats came out of the tunnel.
When they realized that there were so many people outside, they all went back inside.
After a while, there was a 'ding ding dong dong' sound.
"It's this sound!" The first one to react was Yamashima Asami.
She said with certainty, "It's a strange noise that appears every night. It's exactly the same as this."
The so-called 'supernatural incident' in this family was solved.
Otomo Shoyasu also couldn't deny what he did.
"The words on the wall were indeed written by me." He said.
"Brother once promised me that when he couldn't do it anymore, he would pass on the name of Otomo Shoyasu to me.
He promised.
But, in the past few years, he suddenly changed his mind. "
"The story of Yuki Onna is the most important play of Otomo Shoyasu.
But he couldn't even fulfill his promise.
Isn't it ridiculous that such a person is the head of Otomo Shoyasu? "
"That's why I wanted to scare him!" Otomo Shoyasu's face showed a malicious smile.
"I also wanted to remind him that people who break their promise don't have a good ending.
It's just like a legend. "
"Because of this, you killed Yuuko-san?" Yamashima Asami asked.
Officer Mugo and the others also looked at Otomo Shoyasu in agreement.
"I didn't kill anyone!" Just as Otomo Shoyasu retorted, Conan also spoke up for him.
"Indeed, it wasn't Shoyasu san.
He didn't have time to do all that. "
"Because at that time, everyone was there." Conan had a naive face, "The poison on the puppet was fixed to the top of the operating stick.
It's not strange to touch it during the performance, right? "
The police carefully questioned more people who were present at that time.
The conclusion was the same as Conan's, Otomo Shoyasu indeed didn't have the chance to poison.
Thus, the murderer could only be one of the two.
Yamashima Asami had always firmly identified Otomo Shoyasu, and Otomo Hiroshi had always talked about the legend of Yuki Onna, insisting that it was someone who died last year.
These two people were very suspicious.
"Could it really be … Yuki Onna?!" Yamashima Asami's tone was still full of disbelief.
"How could it be?!
That kind of legendary figure.
But other than her … "
Otomo Hiroshi was unlikely.
It was obvious that he loved his only daughter.
Yamashima Asami and Otomo Yuko's relationship was also very good.
They didn't seem to have the motive to do such a thing.
Yuki Onna … Conan held his chin with one hand as he pondered.
He remembered this legend.
But …
Otomo Hiroshi insisted that Yuki Onna did it, but was it really only because of Otomo Shoyasu's threats?
Because of the words on the wall?
He still felt that there was something suspicious about this.
The police were still working hard.
They skillfully and carefully collected every possible clue in the room, took photos, and recorded it.
The two suspects returned to their rooms.
[Manipulating puppets is actually manipulating humans. Ventriloquism is mind-reading. Not only does it imitate the human language, it also imitates the voice behind it.]
Otomo Hiroshi opened the door to his room. As soon as he walked in, the light in his room automatically lit up.
A red-haired young puppet appeared in front of him.
"Why?
Father! "
No. The puppet in front of him had already turned into his daughter's appearance.
She looked at him with a sad expression.
"I'm so sad.
Yuko thought that father would like Yuko. "
"Father was so good to Yuko in front of everyone.
Even when it was only Yuko, he was cold because he was strict with Yuko.
But why … why did he want to kill me? "
"You really are Yuki Onna!"
Otomo Hiroshi took a step back. There was fear on his face, as well as a hint of viciousness.
Then, he suddenly came back to his senses.
"Stop joking."
"Sasuke, I know it's you.
You're using ventriloquism! "
Otomo Hiroshi's face had already changed into a fake smile. "I heard that you like to play reasoning games."
"No!" Yuko Onna's shadow disappeared.
Instead, it was the red-haired Sasuke and Sasuke's own voices.
He closed his eyes and said attentively, "This is Yuko's own voice."
"…" Otomo Hiroshi was stunned.
Then, he said, "I don't know who told you this unreliable thing.
But your reasoning is wrong.
I couldn't have killed my daughter. "
"What if Yuko said it herself?" Sasuke Tachibana's cold voice was filled with pity.
He lowered his head and looked up again. "No one else could have done it except you."
"Puppets are exquisite craftsmanship.
Maybe other people don't know.
But to put a poison needle without anyone noticing, and then make the needle fall afterwards.
Only people who understand it can do it. "
"Miss Yamashima doesn't understand puppets." Sasuke Tachibana's voice unconsciously became heavier.
He looked behind Otomo Hiroshi.
"You're good at pretending."
"If I didn't understand puppets, I wouldn't have gotten this job." A voice came from behind Otomo Hiroshi.
It was Asami Yamashima.
"Fortunately, Miss Yuko didn't mind."
"Actually, I wanted to learn." Asami Yamashima's expression was somewhat indescribable. "But there's no other way.
It doesn't matter if I just take it.
If I take it more … I'll feel very sad. "
"You must be curious why I still want to work here, right?" Asami Yamashima's face was full of sadness. "Because my best friend used to be here."
Asami Yamashima didn't continue.
Sasuke Tachibana also didn't ask.
Because Officer Mugo and the others came.
Because of the commotion here, they were all attracted over.
After understanding the situation here, Officer Mugo asked Otomo Hiroshi. "Do you have anything else to say?" Conan also added: "For example, how Mrs. Otomo died."
"I …" Otomo Hiroshi finally admitted his guilt.
"She's more and more like a Yuko.
Every frown and smile is like a Yuko.
If I don't kill her, she'll take revenge on me. "
【Brother Tachibana!
Dad doesn't seem to like me playing puppets.】
【Do you like puppetry?】
【I like it!
But I hope Dad likes it too.】
【Then work hard.
One day, your father will be proud of you.】
He was wrong.
Sasuke Tachibana's face was somewhat heavy.
If he didn't say that, then the ending would be different.
Unfortunately, it was impossible to verify.
"Little friend." In the end, Otomo Hiroshi said to Conan Edogawa.
"I don't know where you found out about Riko's death.
But she's a Yuko.
This is absolutely true. "
"She's not!" Asami Yamashima bit her lip.
"She knew she didn't have much time left.
So, she probably used some means to deceive you!
After all, she loved you so much. "
Otomo Hiroshi froze for a moment, then he smiled with some ridicule and malice.
"I believe that at that time, she really wanted to kill me." Then he lowered his head and followed the police.