Chapter 69: The soul is about to be scared to death

"Haha, hahaha."

Conan, beside Takahashi, laughs heartily.

"Akaso-brother, you can't just say things randomly. When the bandaged weirdo 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 piano wire and a dummy were used, it could be done. Conan, you wouldn't have failed to think of even this, would you?"

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

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

However, to just conclude that the murderer is Takahashi like this 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 or anything. I stopped everyone and didn't let you go out to chase that bandaged weirdo 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 immediately rolls out.

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

Then, he lowers his head to look.

"Ah!"

"A human head!"

"It's Chikako's head!"

The whole room explodes.

Conan looks blankly at what he is holding.

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

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

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

Takahashi Ryoichi 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, carrying a sack, into the forest to collect the corpse.

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 probably be clinging to those separated arms and legs; if a wild animal dragged them away, they wouldn't be able to find them even if they wanted to.

"Akaso-brother, you only took a quick look, how could you conclude 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 someone who performs shamanistic rituals?

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

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

Conan drags the sack, his forehead covered in black lines.

"Akaso-brother, this answer of yours can only fool elementary schoolers."

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

Akaso Kaze glances 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 also see through my true identity, would he?

He quickly puts on a cute little look.

Laughing innocently and purely: "Haha, Akaso-brother really loves 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, wanting to vomit.

Ugh.

Turning his head to look, Conan has made himself vomit from disgust.

"Hey, stop vomiting, look at you, you've vomited all over an arm."

Conan lowers his head to look.

A bloody half-arm is right under his feet.

Wow.

He vomits even more violently.

Just as Akaso Kaze thought.

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

Moreover, Akaso Kaze's current intent is even more powerful, and he forcibly pulls the soul off the severed limbs and throws it into the soul space.

In the space, the remaining seven souls look at the adjacent space with horror.

A head, two arms, two legs, and a torso piled into a heap.

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

It's too terrifying.

The souls are about to be scared to death.

Returning to the villa, everyone is unable to sleep.