Chapter 398 It seems the other side has more than just me as their target.

"So, Chizuru, are you planning to go to this concert?" Ran Mouri looked up at Chizuru with concern.

Qianzhu smiled and nodded slightly, took out her phone, opened the photo album, and handed it to them.

"Actually, I found some relevant information before you came here."

The three of them looked at the picture on the phone.

The crowned demon sat on the throne, a dagger piercing its neck, heart, and abdomen. Blood spilled from its body, staining the ground. It appeared dead, but its face was full of smugness.

On the other side of the demon, the holy angel's wings were severed and fell to the ground, stained with the demon's blood. He held a dagger to his neck, making a suicide gesture, and a trickle of blood flowed down his neck and into his white robes.

His eyes were closed, his face full of compassion, and the silk threads wrapped around his body were cutting into his skin, causing blood to seep out.

The devil's triumph lies in his success in dragging the angel into hell and then perishing with him.

"This is...?" The three looked at the pale-faced boy in shock.

"This was Dordriard's last work. He created a story for this painting, but he wrote one sentence on the back of the painting."

"The line was: 'I look forward to your arrival. If I could, I would take you to see hell, my dear angel.'"

"This is a scene from the story, what the devil said to the angel."

Ran Mouri's eyes widened slightly. "So this person changed 'angel' to 'Chizu'?!"

Qianzhu smiled, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.

"As for the first half, 'The stars weep silently, the wind sobs along with them, and the night shrouds fear,' as far as I know, this is what Mr. Katsumata Yujin said when he presented his latest piano piece, which is called 'Stars Weep.'"

As she spoke, Qianzhu pointed to the sender's section on the package, "I think it should be related to this."

"So, it was actually Katsura Ikuto himself who sent the threatening letter?" Kogoro Mouri guessed, one hand on his elbow and the other rubbing his chin.

Sitting next to him, Conan maintained the same composed posture. "It shouldn't be. He wouldn't send the invitation and the threatening letter together. It's obvious that he's telling Chizu that I'm going to harm you. So, someone else must have sent the threatening letter and the invitation together."

Receiving Kogoro Mouri's speechless, half-moon-eyed gaze and Ran Mouri's surprised look, Conan choked, immediately raising a hand to cover the back of his head and feigning ignorance, "Hahahaha, because that's how it's portrayed on TV! Right, hahahaha..."

A bead of sweat appeared on Qianzhu's forehead, and she quickly diverted the attention of the Mori father and daughter. "Actually, that's what I was thinking too. And we can openly send the threatening items and the invitation together. That person must have a good relationship with Mr. Katsumaru Ikuto, so Mr. Katsumaru can entrust the task of sending the letter to him with peace of mind."

Kogoro Mouri immediately fell into deep thought again.

After a long silence, Qianzhu spoke again: "Actually, I also feel that the other party's target is not just me."

"Could it be that another target of that person is Mr. Katsumata Ichito himself?" Ran Mouri guessed, her gaze falling on the phone on the table, still lingering on the picture page.