The police inspector in charge of the scene was named Harukami Yoki. He was a chubby middle-aged man, comparable to Inspector Megure, except that he didn't have Inspector Megure's distinctive mustache.
"Children, these are not places for you. Please go further away."
He didn't know Conan, and seeing children nearby, he naturally wanted to keep them away from the crime scene.
Conan, not wanting to make a fool of himself, pulled Kōyū along and returned to the resort.
Conan said, pointing to his chin as he walked, "I feel like it's not that simple."
Guangyou gave him a helpless look: "You know everything now. Does having you there mean there won't be any accidents?"
Besides the corpse, there were several beer cans, a box containing two rings, and a love letter at the scene.
There were no signs of ransacking the deceased's belongings; not a single coin was missing. Apart from two marks on his left arm that resembled snake bites, there was nothing else.
He's a perfect example of a young man tormented by love.
A young man enters a bamboo forest, borrows wine to relieve his worries, and encounters a poisonous snake. In short, it can be summarized in these fifteen characters, concise and to the point.
Guangyou was very satisfied with this summary.
Conan himself couldn't explain why. The surrounding situation indicated that the child had just had an accident, but he just felt that there was something wrong behind it.
He couldn't say exactly what it was.
Kōyū was slightly speechless. He had been speechless about Conan for a long time. It seemed that wherever Conan went, any accident he encountered was a murder.
As soon as they sat down back in the restaurant, Ai leaned close to Kousuke and whispered in his ear, "Has someone died over there again?"
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