Chapter 25

"Could it be that you are an accomplice of that bandaged monster!"

As soon as Ryoichi Takahashi says this, everyone is shocked.

Several men and the boy silently move away from Akaso Kaze.

The women, however, remain by his side.

"Akaso-san would never be an accomplice to the monster; I believe him."

Ran says firmly.

"Such a handsome guy would definitely not be a criminal."

Sonoko's logic is even simpler.

Good looks are justice.

Conan and the men are dumbfounded.

Do you have to hit us like this!

Katsuhiko Ota says unhappily: "According to that, could it be that Takahashi is the murderer?"

Everyone looks towards Ryoichi Takahashi.

Well, in terms of build, height, and looks, Takahashi is indeed the worst.

Even Conan is slightly more handsome than him.

Akaso Kaze nods, "That's right, you guessed it."

Everyone is stunned.

"Haha, hahaha."

Conan, standing next to Takahashi, laughs heartily.

"Akaso-brother, you can't just say things like that. When the bandaged monster passed by the window holding Chikako, we were all in the villa, and Takahashi was at the second-floor window. How could he be the murderer?"

Akaso Kaze is not in a hurry and says calmly:

"At first glance, it is indeed impossible, but if you use piano wire and a dummy, it can be done. Conan, you wouldn't even be able to think of that, would you?"

"Haha, how could that be possible, ha, I..."

Conan's smile gradually stiffens; he did indeed think of a method.

However, to conclude that Takahashi is the murderer just like that is too rash.

Akaso Kaze is too lazy to explain in such detail.

It's a waste of breath, isn't it?

"There's no need to talk about the modus operandi. I stopped everyone from going out to chase that bandaged monster for a reason."

Akaso Kaze looks at the murderer standing there blankly.

"Takahashi, are you still going to resist? Just confess honestly."

Conan pulls on Takahashi's sleeve, unconvinced.

"Takahashi-brother, tell him you didn't do this."

Takahashi's face is gloomy, and he remains silent.

Akaso Kaze flicks his fingers, the gold coin jumping between them, flashing with golden light.

"Since you won't say it, I'll have to do it myself..."

In everyone's eyes, a golden light flashes.

Rip.

Takahashi's protruding fat belly is sliced open.

A spherical object rolls out immediately.

Conan, who is right in front of Takahashi, subconsciously reaches out to catch it.

Then, he looks down at it.

"Ah!"

"A human head!"

"It's Chikako's head!"

The whole room explodes.

Conan looks foolishly at what he is holding.

Two wide-open eyes and a gaping mouth are facing him, as if mocking his ignorance.

Conan is truly worthy of being the Grim Reaper elementary schooler; he isn't scared at all while holding the head, but instead looks at it carefully to confirm.

He even volunteers to go into the forest with Akaso Kaze to collect the body.

Ryoichi Takahashi is, of course, subdued and tied up.

The remaining two men and the women stay in the villa to keep watch.

Akaso Kaze takes Conan and carries a sack into the forest to collect the body.

Why is he in such a hurry? Of course, it's because of the soul.

If they went the next day, the soul might have dissipated.

Even if it hadn't dissipated, it would likely be clinging to those separated arms and legs, and if a wild animal dragged them away, they wouldn't be able to find them.

"Akaso-brother, you only took a quick look, how could you be certain that Takahashi did it?"

Conan's face looks very bad.

In his heart, he is very unconvinced.

I am a famous detective, how could I lose to a shaman?

"Conan-kid, you should know my identity. I am an Onmyoji."

"The reason I was able to know the murderer in such a short time is, of course, because the deceased's soul told me."

Conan drags the sack with black lines on his forehead.

"Akaso-brother, that answer can only fool elementary schoolers."

"Hehe, aren't you an elementary schooler? Or are you an adult?"

Akaso Kaze looks at him with ill intent.

Conan's heart skips a beat.

This Akaso Kaze is too powerful; he can see the murderer at a glance.

He wouldn't be able to see my true identity, would he?

He quickly puts on a cute little look.

He laughs innocently and purely: "Haha, Akaso-brother really likes to joke. How could I be an adult? Ah, it's so dark in the forest, I'm so scared."

Akaso Kaze gets goosebumps all over and wants to vomit.

Ugh.

Turning his head to look, Conan vomits from being disgusted by himself.

"Hey, stop vomiting. Look at you, you've vomited all over the arm."

Conan looks down.

A bloody severed arm is right under his feet.

Wah.

He vomits even more violently.

Just as Akaso Kaze thought.

The dismembered soul's obsession has also been divided into several parts.

And Akaso Kaze's intent is now even stronger, so he forcibly pulls the soul from the severed limbs and throws it into the soul space.

In the space, the remaining seven souls watch the adjacent space with horror.

A head, two arms, two legs, and a torso are piled up in a heap.

The eyeballs on the head are still turning, looking around.

It's too damn terrifying.

The souls are scared to death.

Returning to the villa, everyone is unable to sleep.

They gather in the living room waiting for dawn.

"Akaso-san is truly amazing, worthy of being an Onmyoji, with superb magic, able to see the murderer at a glance."

The thick-nerved Sonoko is not afraid at all, her eyes shining as she looks at Akaso Kaze, who is resting with his eyes closed.

"Ha..." Conan laughs, "Sonoko-sister, you've been fooled. There's no such thing as real magic in this world! This must be a coincidence, a coincidence!"

"Is it a coincidence?" Sonoko frowns, "But Akaso-san pointed out the murderer very accurately."

"It must be a coincidence."

Conan insists, "If you say Akaso-brother is a very capable detective, I believe that. But if you say he is some Onmyoji, that must be fake! It's fake!"

As he says this, he frowns and ponders.

How exactly did Akaso Kaze deduce it?

This isn't scientific.