Chapter 13: Ikezawa Yoko is having a hard time

"Yoko? What are you doing here?"

Okino Yoko's manager, Yamagishi Eiichi, showed a vigilant look.

"I, I came to ask Yoko, why did you steal my lead role... Ah! Someone really died!"

Ikezawa Yoko widened her eyes in surprise.

Kudo Shinichi—no, now he had shrunk into Edogawa Conan.

Hearing this, a flash of light immediately crossed his glasses.

"Big sister, what do you mean by someone really died?"

"Could it be that you knew someone died in Yoko sister's room a long time ago?"

Conan, pretending to be cute, said words that pierced the heart.

Swish, the gazes of several people looked over instantly.

"I..." Ikezawa Yoko was speechless.

Inside the room, taking advantage of everyone's gaze shifting.

The table knife behind the man's corpse rose and disappeared into the void.

Then, another table knife flew out from the kitchen and slowly and firmly inserted itself into the corpse's back.

【Ding, you have obtained a long-term magic source. Click to view detailed information about the magic source.】

【Fujie Aki-yoshi, committed suicide due to a misunderstanding, wanting to frame Okino Yoko. Stimulating the magic source can increase the speed of magic power condensation.】

Akaso Kaze first constructed a rectangular soul space, then threw the table knife along with the soul into it.

Fujie Aki-yoshi's soul had a firm expression and a fierce face.

Sizzle.

It turned into a fierce-looking stick figure.

The magic power consumed just now was instantly restored.

【Ding, your magic power limit has been increased. Now, using Tier-One Magic can last for thirty-three minutes.】

【Your magic power limit has reached Tier-Two. Obtained rewards: Sound Transmission Magic, Mantra Technique, Hand of Thought (Tier-Two), Soul Cage (Basic).】

【Sound Transmission Magic: Can transmit sound directly into the target's mind, no need to worry about others hearing it.】

【Mantra Technique: A spell that forces the target to tell the truth.】

【Hand of Thought (Tier-Two): A Hand of Thought that can be deformed at will.】

【Soul Cage: Used to imprison souls, can automatically impose punishment.】

Yo, this thing is good.

In the future, I won't even have to do it myself to stimulate the soul.

Akaso Kaze immediately cast the Soul Cage spell.

Rows of iron bars instantly appeared on the four walls of the space where Fujie Aki-yoshi was imprisoned.

A sad prisoner's confession song rang out in the space.

Then a tiny palm appeared in the iron cage and began to whip the soul.

Slap-slap, slap-slap, slap-slap-slap...

The damage wasn't great, but the humiliation was extreme.

Fujie Aki-yoshi's soul instantly swelled and turned red.

Then, sizzle.

It was liposuctioned.

Inside Okino Yoko's room.

Some police officers were conducting a scene investigation.

The young and beautiful Okino Yoko had red eyes and her head down.

Ran stood by, comforting her softly.

Mouri Kogoro was active like a monkey, jumping around.

Inspector Megure looked at the active Mouri Kogoro with a headache.

For a detective who often appears at crime scenes, Inspector Megure's inner feelings were actually very complex.

On one hand, because of these detectives' keen observation, with their help, the police could solve cases quickly and arrest criminals.

But on the other hand, these detectives could solve cases quickly while the police couldn't, which conversely showed the incompetence of the police, making Inspector Megure feel very unhappy inside.

"The murderer is you, Ikezawa Yoko, there's no mistake; otherwise, how would you have known in advance that someone died in the room?"

Mouri Kogoro pointed his finger at Yoko, putting on an unquestionable expression.

"I... I..."

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't explain why she was hiding in the stairwell, Ikezawa Yoko would have almost betrayed Akaso Kaze.

"Now, follow my instructions."

A familiar voice suddenly came to her ear.

Yoko's eyes widened instantly.

She looked left and right; there was no man speaking beside her.

No one else around seemed to hear this voice either.

"Don't doubt it; I am a person with magical abilities. As long as you do as I say, you will be cleared of the crime soon. Do you want to go to jail and ruin your acting career?"

Listening to this magical voice, Yoko gradually calmed down.

"Are you a detective? How can you slander people casually!"

Ikezawa Yoko glared at Mouri Kogoro.

"I just heard you all shouting about someone dying when I came out of the elevator, that's how I knew in advance. This isn't my house either; if you want to suspect someone, you should suspect the owner of the house first."

"Uh~"

This time it was Mouri Kogoro's turn to be speechless.

Conan beside him narrowed his eyes, his fingers forming an eight shape to support his chin, falling into deep thought.

Ikezawa Yoko breathed a sigh of relief secretly.

But her little heart was still hanging.

The earring must have dropped in the room; it would be found by the police sooner or later. What should she do?

Ikezawa Yoko nervously wanted to go to the bathroom.

"Hold it." As soon as she showed the intention, she was stopped by Akaso Kaze.

"And you can't smoke either; just stand there for me properly, don't go anywhere."

Ikezawa Yoko could only stand stiffly, her legs pressed tightly together.

She really was a bit desperate.

Seeking flowers, seeking monthly tickets, seeking evaluations, seeking data. ===== CHAPTER 15 =====