Chapter 426
"So it's Mrs. Tsukumo; may I ask what you need?"
Akaso Kaze picked up the business card and looked at it; this magician was indeed quite famous.
"It's, it's like this; I think something unclean killed my husband," Nanae Tsukumo's voice trembled slightly.
"Something unclean?" Akaso Kaze frowned.
Although I am an Onmyoji, I have never dealt with this kind of thing before.
He thought for a moment and asked: "Mrs. Tsukumo, could you tell me in detail about the process of your husband's death?"
"Okay, it happened a week ago."
"I went out to perform with my husband's disciples, and after we returned, my husband was dead in the basement where he usually practiced magic..."
Nanae Tsukumo slowly recounted the cause and effect of the incident.
"For some time, there had been some strange noises coming from that basement, and later my husband died in that basement, and his state of death was very strange. I suspect that this must have been done by an evil spirit!"
When Nanae Tsukumo said this, she couldn't help but shiver.
Akaso Kaze's brows furrowed even tighter.
If he remembered correctly, this was likely a case.
"Mrs. Tsukumo, the police should have investigated, right? What did they say?"
"The police said my husband committed suicide by taking poison, but my husband had no signs of wanting to commit suicide before this."
"And tomorrow is our precious daughter Fumi's birthday; he even bought a birthday gift a month ago. How could such a person commit suicide?!"
Nanae Tsukumo explained earnestly.
"Also, although the door to that basement is hard to open from the outside, it is very easy to open from the inside."
"There were no external injuries or signs of binding on my husband's body, and no traces of sleeping pills were detected in his body. If he had been fed poison by someone, he would have been able to leave the basement easily and ask others for help!"
"So, this must have been done by an evil spirit! It was an evil spirit that lured my husband to drink the poison himself and then made it impossible for him to leave the basement; it must be so!"
Akaso Kaze had a face full of black lines.
Damn it!
If an evil spirit really wanted to kill someone, would it need to use poison?
Akaso Kaze asked helplessly: "What did your husband look like when he died? Can you tell me?"
"When he died, he was lying on the ground with his hands behind his back, as if bound by some invisible force."
Nanae Tsukumo said, taking a photo from her bag and placing it on the table, "This is a photo of the crime scene taken by the police; I asked for one."
Akaso Kaze glanced at the photo, his eyebrows raised slightly.
Oh, he remembered; it turned out to be that case.
"Mrs. Tsukumo, I have a general understanding of the situation. If possible, I would like to visit your home personally to see the situation; is that okay?"
"Of course," Nanae Tsukumo said, pleasantly surprised, "Lord Akaso, if my husband was really killed by an evil spirit, please be sure to eliminate it; my life and my daughter Fumi Tsukumo's life are in your hands."
Daughter Fumi Tsukumo?
Akaso Kaze felt a stir in his heart; why did it feel so familiar?
The Mouri Detective Agency next door.
Kogoro Mouri was leaning on the sofa, reading a horse racing newspaper.
Suddenly, he heard a knock at the door.
Uncle Mouri said: "Come in."
Immediately after, someone pushed the door open and entered.
"Hello, sorry to bother you; I am Izo Sanada, and I had an appointment with Mr. Mouri yesterday."
"Hello, Mr. Sanada," Uncle Mouri stood up quickly, "You didn't come all day today; I thought you wouldn't come."
"Sorry, I had other things to do, so I came too late."
Izo Sanada bowed, "Mr. Mouri, if it is convenient for you now, could you please go to my teacher Motoyasu Tsukumo's home and investigate the truth of my teacher's death?"
"Uh, of course, no problem," Uncle Mouri turned to look at the sky and nodded in agreement.
A case?
Conan, upon hearing this, immediately became alert: "I want to go too! I want to go too!"
Uncle Mouri glared at Conan: "Kid, I'm going to handle a case; what are you following for? To cause trouble?"
As Uncle Mouri finished speaking, Ran walked over and said with a smile: "Dad, Conan wants to go, so why don't we go together! Speaking of which, I also really want to see what the home of the magic master Motoyasu Tsukumo looks like."
End of Chapter
