Chapter 2

Kudo Shinichi held up a finger, looking at Hitomi with full confidence.

"Miss, let me ask you, before riding the roller coaster, where did the pearl necklace you were wearing around your neck go?"

Hitomi paid no attention to the high school detective’s questioning, but stared fixedly at Akaso Kaze in the distance.

Her red little mouth gradually opened into an 'O' shape.

That bloodstained pearl necklace was gone!

The evidence of her murder had just vanished into thin air in the other person’s hands.

And he even smiled at her triumphantly.

Could his purpose not be to expose her?

Then what does he want to do? ===== CHAPTER 6 =====

[Ding, Passive Detection Magic activated. Hitomi feels hatred toward you. Current hatred level is 3.]

What kind of person is this, the hatred just never ends.

Akaso Kaze ignored it.

He was checking the soul space he had just opened.

The soul space wasn't big, only about the size of a palm.

It was pitch black inside, and there was no gravity.

Floating in the center was the pearl necklace with the hook at the end, emitting a soft light.

On one of the pearls, a stick figure was clinging.

If it weren't for the shrunken face that could still vaguely be recognized, Akaso Kaze would have barely recognized it.

How pitiful, after having its magic power drained, the soul had become this thin.

The stick figure glared at Akaso Kaze with rage.

But it dared not speak.

In its eyes, the other person was like a giant god looking down from the sky.

Akaso Kaze waited for a while and found that the stick figure was growing slowly.

However, its speed was much slower than meditation.

It would probably take a day to recover into the original chubby little person.

This is too inefficient.

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

Akaso Kaze clicked it.

The light screen changed, and a profile picture appeared—a real photo.

It was very similar to the soul.

Below it was a string of small text.

[Kishida, killed by Hitomi because of infidelity. Stimulating the magic source can increase the speed of magic power condensation.]

Oh?

There’s a shortcut like this!

Akaso Kaze cast the Hand of Intent and flicked the stick figure Kishida on the forehead.

The soul was so angry its face turned red, and it was clearly a size larger.

It works!

Akaso Kaze was overjoyed.

Flick the little legs, flick the little arms, flick the forehead, flick the chest, flick the belly, flick...

He abused it severely.

In a short while, the stick figure turned into a chubby little person.

"Magic Absorption!"

Sizzle.

It became a stick figure again.

[Ding, your magic power cap has increased. Now, using a Level 1 spell can last for nine minutes.]

Thirty days of hard cultivation saved again.

Akaso Kaze continued to train it.

Beside the roller coaster, Hitomi remained silent.

Kudo Shinichi smiled coldly: "It doesn't matter if you don't say anything; I’ve already asked the police to search the tunnel, and I’m sure there will be results soon."

Hitomi turned her head and looked over with a strange expression.

Kudo Shinichi’s heart skipped a beat; he vaguely felt something was wrong.

At this moment, the forensic examiner Tome returned with his men from the tunnel.

"Inspector, we didn't find anything in the tunnel, only some bloodstains, which should have sprayed from the deceased’s head..."

"What? That’s impossible!"

Kudo Shinichi widened his eyes. "Could there be no necklace or iron hook? Or things like pearls and steel wire?"

Tome shook his head.

"I led the police to search carefully, and except for the bloodstains, there was nothing."

Kudo Shinichi was stunned.

[Ding, Passive Detection Magic activated. Hitomi’s hatred toward you has decreased. Current hatred level is 2.]

"The human heart is truly hard to fathom."

Akaso Kaze looked at the stick figure in the space with regret.

This soul had actually become numb.

Eyes staring blankly, expressionless.

No matter how he flicked it, it wouldn't get angry.

However, the magic power cap had grown to twelve minutes, which was barely enough.

Akaso Kaze decided to leave.

He lifted his foot, then pulled it back.

Where can I go?

Although the identity issue had been solved by the system, having just transmigrated, he didn't have a single cent on him, so he couldn't even stay in a hotel.

Akaso Kaze thought for a moment and decided to solve the money problem first.

"Prediction Magic, where is the most money nearby?"

A large arrow instantly appeared before his eyes, pointing directly at the crowd watching the case.

Akaso Kaze looked in the direction of the arrow.

At the end of the arrow, it pointed at a bald man in a suit who was clutching a briefcase tightly to his chest.

Akaso Kaze cast the Eye of Space.

A small hole appeared in the briefcase instantly.

Wow, so much!

Akaso Kaze’s lips curled up immediately.

He didn't rush to act, but first built a space to store the money.

There were police everywhere, and he didn't have an identity, so he absolutely couldn't be discovered.

The space was built quickly, a full meter square.

"Hand of Intent."

A phantom palm appeared in the briefcase and grabbed a bundle of banknotes.

One bundle, two bundles, three bundles...

Soon the bag was empty.

The bald man was looking nervously at the two men in black who were surrounded by police as suspects and didn't even notice the change in the weight of the briefcase.

Akaso Kaze sat on a bench not far from the police and began to count the banknotes in the space with his mind.

The Japanese Yen is really not worth much. ===== CHAPTER 7 =====

A single bill is worth a thousand.

A bundle of a hundred bills is ten million.

Ten million, twenty million, thirty million...

Exactly ten bundles, one hundred million.

Converted to RMB, that’s five million.

It’s good to have magic; I became a millionaire in an instant.

Now the remaining problem is to find a hotel to stay in.

With so much money, I’m going to stay in a luxury hotel, in the presidential suite.

Akaso Kaze put his hands in his pockets and walked toward the outside of the park.

Behind him came Kudo Shinichi’s voice: "How is this possible? This isn't scientific. How could the murder weapon just disappear?" ===== CHAPTER 8 =====