Chapter 710: This might be God's will

Conan turned to look at Shimabukuro Kimie and said: "By the way, Sister Kimie, may we visit the Longevity Hag later?"

Shimabukuro Kimie was slightly stunned, then nodded.

"Of course you can. However, because the festival is being held today, my great-grandmother should be very tired, and I don't know if she is willing to see you."

"How about this, I'll go home and check first. If my great-grandmother is willing to see you, I will notify Mr. Kobayashi to take you to my house."

"Okay, thank you for the trouble." Conan and the other bowed and saluted together.

Half an hour later, at Shimabukuro Kimie's house.

Conan asked puzzledly: "You don't know where that mermaid skeleton is either? Didn't you ask your friend to bury it?"

"Yes, I really don't know."

The Longevity Hag's face, as old as tree bark, wrinkled, and her voice was low:

"I just didn't want anyone to continue disturbing the remains of the deceased, so I asked a friend for help and had him bury the skeleton on the mountain."

"As for where exactly he buried it, I don't know either. After all, with my legs, I can't reach the mountain at all."

The Longevity Hag said, her cloudy eyes looking at Hattori Heiji.

"Tell me, you guys don't think that's a mermaid skeleton, and want to find it to realize the dream of immortality, do you?"

"Haha, how could that be!"

Hattori Heiji shook his head, "We just think that the skeleton is very likely related to the case of Ms. Sumi's murder, so we want to investigate it."

"Is that so?" The Longevity Hag replied in a deep voice, "If you really want to know, go ask that guy Kawakami. He was the one who buried the skeleton."

The Longevity Hag said, grabbed the cane beside her with both hands, stood up with support, and slowly shuffled toward the door.

"I'm a bit tired and want to rest for a while. You can let Kimie take you to Mr. Kawakami's house. Kimie! Kimie! You take the guests to Mr. Kawakami's house in a moment."

As soon as the words fell, Shimabukuro Kimie's voice suddenly came from outside.

"What? Mr. Kawakami? He passed away last year, and I even attended his funeral on your behalf. Have you forgotten?"

The Longevity Hag stopped in her tracks upon hearing this.

A few seconds later, she continued to walk out the door, muttering in her mouth:

"That's right, I almost forgot. Kawakami has always lived alone, and now that he's dead, no one knows where the skeleton is buried. This, perhaps, is God's will."

Conan and Hattori Heiji's expressions changed as they listened to the Longevity Hag, and they frowned: "Damn it! How could this happen? The clue is broken again!"

"Yes." Conan nodded.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he asked, "By the way, Longevity Hag, are you sure Mr. Kawakami buried the skeleton in the mountain?"

"That's for sure. Kawakami would certainly not disobey my words." The Longevity Hag said, and finally walked out the door.

Hattori Heiji pinched his chin and pondered:

"Conan, do you think we should ask an Onmyoji to help us divine it? His magic power is still very high, and it should be easy to find the truth."

"Hattori, can you have some confidence? We are both high school detective prodigies. Is it appropriate to beg an Onmyoji to help solve the case?" Conan said with a dark face.

Outside the room, the Longevity Hag's movements suddenly stopped, she changed direction with her cane, and continued to walk toward the room next door.

At the entrance of the Shimabukuro house, Conan, Hattori Heiji, and Kobayashi Masaki, who brought them, bowed and said goodbye to Shimabukuro Kimie.

Shimabukuro Kimie smiled: "You are all too polite. I still have to help my great-grandmother wash her body, so I won't see you off."

"Okay, please stay."

Conan and the other turned and left.

After walking a distance, Hattori Heiji turned his head to look at the Shimabukuro house and found that Shimabukuro Kimie was gone.

He curled his lips and said: "That Longevity Hag is just a dying old woman after she takes off her heavy makeup! Looking at her pale face, I'm afraid she won't live much longer."

Conan immediately poked Hattori hard with his elbow, "Hattori, it's too rude of you to say that!"

Kobayashi Masaki didn't mean to blame them, smiled and said: "Haha, it's nothing. If the Longevity Hag has no illness or disaster, she won't pass away so easily."

Conan and Hattori Heiji both said "Huh?" when they heard Kobayashi Masaki's words, and turned their heads to look over together, "Mr. Kobayashi, what do you mean by that?"

"Uh, nothing." Kobayashi Masaki realized he had made a slip of the tongue, hurriedly coughed lightly, and changed the subject.

"By the way, everyone, there are still more than a dozen suspects left. Which one is more appropriate for us to visit now?"

"Well, let's find the closest one." Hattori Heiji raised his hand to check his watch, "Let's hurry up and try to visit everyone before twelve o'clock."