Chapter 37

Akaso Kaze pinched her little cheek and said: "Big brother is an Onmyoji, specializing in dealing with ghosts."

"What? An Onmyoji!"

"Big brother can catch ghosts!"

"That's so amazing!"

Except for Conan, all three children showed expressions of worship.

"Let's go, I have a car, I'll take you there in a bit."

Akaso Kaze recalled that tonight seemed to be a case of "shock but no danger."

There were no ghosts, only people pretending to be ghosts.

"Wow, that's awesome."

"We get to ride in a car!"

"Big brother is so nice!"

Conan bit into his fried chicken angrily.

Somehow, he swallowed it without chewing.

"Ugh~"

He choked until his eyes rolled back.

In the evening, as the sun was setting, the Porsche pulled up in front of a villa.

Iron gates, Western-style architecture, crows cawing in the sky.

"Conan, do you really not need me to go in? Your luck hasn't been very good today."

Akaso Kaze reminded him kindly.

"No need, this is an operation of our Young Detective Group; how can an adult participate?"

Conan waved his hand dismissively and crawled into the hole in the wall first.

I can't let him come in, otherwise, I'll have my thunder stolen again.

Away from Akaso Kaze, Conan felt refreshed.

He took long strides and ran toward the Western-style building.

Splat.

He fell flat on his face.

An hour later, a bruised and battered Conan and his three companions were cornered in the basement.

"Hehe, I have already figured out the whole case."

"There is only one truth: the one who killed the owner of this villa is his son."

"And you, as the mother, have locked him in a cage, not letting him turn himself in, living a life of concealment."

"It's a pity, although you set up layers of traps here, leaving me covered in wounds, you ultimately cannot stop me."

"Because I am a detective."

"Edogawa..."

Creak.

The cabinet beside him suddenly made a sound.

Conan turned his head to look vigilantly.

This Western-style building was too eerie.

There were traps everywhere.

Entering a room, a door slammed into his face.

Searching for evidence, he got his foot smashed by a chair.

Closing a window, his hand got pinched.

He finally found the basement, but when going down the stairs, he stepped on a watermelon rind and rolled all the way down.

And that's how he was discovered so easily.

"It's okay, Conan, Mitsuhiko accidentally touched the cabinet, just like this..."

Genta stood behind him.

As he said this, he pushed the cabinet.

Whoosh, bang.

An iron bucket placed on top of the cabinet fell down, landing right on Conan's head.

The three children shivered in fear.

"Co, Conan, are you okay..."

Ayumi asked in a small voice.

Conan's indomitable voice came from inside the iron bucket.

"I'm fine, these little traps can't stop me, because I am a detective, Edogawa..."

Cree, ak~

The cabinet beside him suddenly let out a mournful groan.

The entire door panel fell off, slamming into Conan's small body with a bang.

His voice disappeared immediately.

"Hehe, heehee, hahahaha..."

The old woman opposite let out an eerie and terrifying laugh.

"It's fate, this is all fate. I will never let you speak of this."

She held a knife and walked toward the three children.

The three children huddled together in fear.

"Akaso-niisan, come save us!"

On Ayumi's pitiful little face, big teardrops were rolling down.

"Heh, cry all you want, scream all you want, no one will come to save you."

The old woman slowly raised the knife.

"Who says no one will?"

A voice rang out behind her.

The old woman immediately turned around, revealing a fierce expression.

"Someone else is here to die!"

She held the knife and charged toward Akaso Kaze, who had just walked down the stairs.

"Akaso-niisan, be careful."

Ayumi cried out in panic.

Akaso Kaze gave her a comforting smile.

Then he snapped his fingers coolly.

A hand of intent suddenly appeared under the old woman's feet, grabbing her ankle.

"Thwack."

The old woman fell heavily to the ground.

She even knocked out a few teeth.

"You think this will help your son?"

A faint smile appeared on Akaso Kaze's face.

"Everyone must be responsible for their own mistakes."

"Either in life, or after death."

"Today, let me show you what hell looks like."

Eye of Space!

Scene after scene of terrifying images instantly appeared before the old woman's eyes.

Kishida's soul lay prone in the void.

A huge blade fell from the sky, instantly severing his head.

The blade lifted.

His head flew back on.