Chapter 163 No Evidence
After bringing Conan back into the house, Chizuru put him on a chair and went back to her room.
He coughed a few times, his face pale and lacking any color. He took out a medicine bottle from his bag, poured out two pills, and swallowed them.
After standing by the bed for a few seconds, he slowly lifted the covers and lay down on the bed.
He let out a soft breath and closed his eyes.
Downstairs living room.
"The temperature seems to have dropped. I think I'll go to my room and get a coat to put on," Tanaka said, rubbing his arms.
“Then I’ll go with you. I also want to get a sweater or something for this child to wear.”
Just then, Conan sneezed, and Ran noticed and said something too.
Doito stood up. "In that case, I'll go with you. It's always safer with more people."
So they first helped Ran find clothes for Conan to wear, and then accompanied Tanaka to her room.
Just as she picked up her coat, an arrow suddenly pierced through the glass and struck the wall next to the door.
Tanaka immediately stepped forward, pulled back the curtains, opened the window, and shouted outside. After glancing at the arrow on the wall and outside the window, Conan suddenly ran out towards the room where Chizuru was.
The moment the door opened, his pupils contracted instantly!
A person dressed in a pure white cloak stood by the bed, holding a syringe and injecting liquid into Qianzhu's neck.
The man slightly raised his head, seemingly glancing at Conan who had suddenly burst through the door, then put away the empty syringe and left from the balcony.
Conan didn't run to the balcony to check, but instead ran to the bedside in a bit of a panic and nudged Chizuru's shoulder, "Chizuru! Chizuru, wake up!"
But the pale-faced boy on the bed showed no sign of waking up.
Conan reached out and checked his breath.
Thankfully, it seems she has only fallen into a deep sleep.
He pulled the blanket up a little higher for him. Conan's expression wasn't very good, but before he could think about it, Sonoko's scream came from downstairs again.
Conan turned around abruptly, his brows furrowed.
He glanced at the tightly closed window, drew the curtains, and then hurriedly ran downstairs.
After he left, the departing white figure reappeared by the bedside, gently wiping the needle mark on Qianzhu's neck with its finger. The next second, the needle mark disappeared instantly.
After looking at the bathroom, Tanaka, looking like he'd had enough, ran to the woods next to the house and lured them to discover the cross placed in the woods and several arrows scattered on the ground.
But apart from these two items, nothing else was found.
Conan, wanting to understand the situation better, had Yoshinori Ara take him on a roundabout trip.
Unfortunately, there's still no clue.
Therefore, even after returning to the house, Conan did not immediately realize what was happening when he saw the pattern on the bottle that Ara Yoshinori had brought.
It wasn't until Xiaolan took the bottle away that a sudden idea flashed into his mind.
However... this can only be considered a suspected method of committing the crime, because there is no evidence to prove that the murderer used this method, nor is there any evidence to prove how he used this method.
After Conan, despite being ill, was running around and jumping around, he managed to get through half the night relatively peacefully before Chizuru came down the stairs.
Conan, who was bored out of his mind by being forced to sit in a chair by Ran, immediately jumped off the chair and ran to his side as soon as he saw him, grabbing his hand and asking him repeatedly if he was alright.
Qianzhu looked puzzled and pressed her hand down on the little corgi's head. "I'm fine, what's wrong?"
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