Chapter 118 Past Events

in a Foreign Country Tsukiyama Asari had already woken up when Yutani Mia closed the car door again.

In fact, Amuro Toru's hand was not heavy. It looked like he hit him in the back of the neck with the butt of a gun, but he used more skill to avoid the seemingly painful wound on the back of his head after being violently hit by Fangchuan Douji. He did not feel too much pain before he fainted.

The black-haired man subconsciously opened his eyes after his consciousness returned to the cage. At this time, the car door had just closed. After waking up, he was swept by the damn side effects of the energy potion. The eyes that had just opened were dragged closed again, as if they were covered with glue. His

whole body was sore, sleepy and tired... and his head still hurt.

The young detective must be worried to death now. Thinking of this, the man tried to open his eyes to get rid of the sleepiness, but was interrupted by the system before he succeeded.

[You still have time to think about others.]

'Of course I have to think about them... those kids are still in the villa.'

Although Fangchuan Douji will not attack other people now, if something happens, it will take about ten minutes to drive back by yourself, which is not enough time...

[I'm watching the situation over there, take a rest. If there is anything, I'll call you in advance... I promise nothing will happen.]

He was really too tired. With this guarantee, Tsukiyama Asari, who felt that he was full of negative energy buffs, finally relaxed his frown. He wrapped the thick coat covering his body tighter, rubbed his face on the sofa seat, and fell asleep heavily again.

At the villa, everyone was in a mess, and the forum was also in a mess.

[Ahhh, where is my wife? Where did my wife go when she was that old? She disappeared after I turned a page!]

[Let me see which %&* attacked my husband. My fists are hardened... Isn't this the legendary metamorphosis that Conan will experience? He turned around and saw that his grown brother was gone. Ahhh, who can handle this?]

[The two upstairs, let's have a fight. I feel that Asari will not die here. Asari's lunch box will not be so humiliating! At least Gin, Bourbon, Belmode and the other eight eggs have to take turns to fight]

[Gin: Don't make me work overtime anymore, thank you]

[Since there's no life-threatening danger... then I'm sorry (throwing bitter tea seeds) I can deal with the battle damage of a gentle man's mother, hahaha, he's tied up in the room, leaning against the wall, unconscious, with red marks on his wrists from the ropes, he's frowning and gasping to relieve the pain, tears streaming from the corners of his mouth]

[Ahhh, whose pants are flying around? They're hitting me in the face!]

"I've looked all over the third floor, but it's not there." Kogoro Mouri stepped down the stairs in a few steps, his face looking very unhappy. Several children also poked their heads out from other rooms.

"No, Brother Asari is not in the room on the second floor..." Yoshida Ayumi frowned, trying hard not to let tears fall, "We have also looked there."

"He is not here in the storage room..."

"He is not outside the yard either."

Damn it!

Edogawa Conan gritted his teeth and stood in the living room. Since everyone woke up in the morning and found that Tsukiyama Asari was missing, the boy searched the villa from top to bottom, but found nothing.

The man's backpack was still neatly placed on the sofa in the living room, and the things inside were also intact. Various certificates were safely placed in the compartment. There was even coffee on the table with the cap loosened but not yet drunk. The little detective opened the cap and sniffed it. It smelled like normal coffee, and it didn't look like it was mixed with any drugs.

"Could this be?!"

The girl's shout in the courtyard attracted everyone's attention. The boy who was lost in thought jumped up and ran to the source of the sound.

Several people who were closer had already arrived and surrounded the place where Mao Li Ran pointed. Edogawa Conan saw tears in the girl's eyes in his peripheral vision, and was instantly dizzy with a huge sense of panic.

Relying on his child's body to squeeze through several adults, Edogawa Conan's pupils, which had been frozen all the time, suddenly shrank, and his face turned pale in an instant. He didn't even have the energy to comfort his sobbing Qingmei.

Some clothing fabrics were turned out from the soil under the statue. If you don't look carefully, the cuffs of the dark coat can easily be mistaken for soil under the cover of weeds. It looks like someone hastily buried it here, but it was accidentally washed away by the heavy rain last night, revealing the corners.

Maori Kogoro's expression became serious. He asked his daughter to stand aside, squatted down, dug up the soil with his hands, and gently pulled out the coat pressed in the soil.

......This scene suddenly reminded Conan Edogawa of the time when he and Tsukiyama Asari ran into the mountains in the suburbs, dug up the ground, and found the little girl's miserable face under the thick mud. The boy bit his lower lip and pressed down the picture, unwilling to equate the girl's experience with his brother.

"Ran." This famous detective uncle rarely spoke with such an unusually serious expression and tone. Ran Mouri turned her head away in a daze, and her hands hanging by her legs clenched into fists consciously.

"......Although I don't want to say this. But Tsukiyama is very likely to have been killed... Tell everyone to turn over the soil around and take a look."

The man's voice was very low, but his words hit people's heads dizzy. The girl widened her eyes in disbelief, and before her brain could wrap its head around the words, she retorted, "How is it possible! Dad..."

The end of Maori Ran's words got stuck in her throat. She saw Maori Kogoro turn over that piece of clothing, revealing a large patch of dried blood on the inner back.

[Don't... don't do this, ah ah ah, I was wrong, I shouldn't have taken off my pants just now and said something to you inside. Why are you digging up the body? I don't agree, don't do this, wuwuwu! ]

[Don't use the word body! Hurry up, Pah Pah Pah, go upstairs!! It's just blood on the back, it's nothing...right (trying to deceive himself)]

[Pah Pah Pah Pah Sorry, I'm sorry, oooo——]

"...The wound should be on the back of the head." In the silent silence, the voice belonging to the child was particularly eye-catching. Everyone turned to look at the boy standing next to the dug out clothes. Without paying attention to other people's gazes, Edogawa Conan took the coat from Mouri Kogoro and buttoned up the decoration on the front collar that was still tightly tied to show them.

"This button is very complicated. It can only be unbuttoned when you wear it. No one else can unbutton it."

"In that case, the murderer found that he couldn't unbutton the coat and could only pull it off like a pullover. That's why the blood on the back of Tsukiyama's head smeared on the inside back of the coat." Upon hearing this, Kogoro Mouri, who was originally prepared to punch Conan Edogawa for messing around, put down his hand and followed with the analysis.

Afterwards, the man's expression finally relaxed a little, "Then there is a possibility that Tsukiyama is still alive..."

"Asari-san must be alive."

Edogawa Conan interrupted the man. For the first time, he made an overly firm conclusion when there was not enough evidence. He bit his lip and repeated it as if to convince himself, "He must be alive."

If the murderer really killed someone and buried him in the courtyard, he would not deliberately pull this hard-to-take-off coat off Tsukiyama Asari. It seems more like it was for other things...

The man pinched the thick coat, and his head was aching from the constant turning of thoughts.

Leaving the coat here deliberately to attract other people's attention, but in terms of time, Tsukiyama Asari was imprisoned in a certain place, or he had already left the villa.

But why was it Tsukiyama Asari? He just came to this villa and has nothing to do with the people here... Wait! That case...

Recalling the case of the little girl before, a thunder exploded in his mind. Edogawa Conan suddenly remembered the scene when they were chasing that human trafficker, and what the other party muttered after seeing Tsukiyama Asari.

'It's not me...it's them...'

'...They asked me to choose you...They said you're good-looking...You'll definitely get a good price if you sell it to those rich gringos...I don't know...'

"No... it's been thirty years, you should have been... no! Didn't you die in the fire a long time ago..."

The expression and eyes of the trafficker at that time, the disbelief and fear engraved in the deepest part, were exactly the same as the night before when Hokawa Donji accidentally dropped the key and saw Tsukiyama's face in the light of the portable lamp.

The gun and the poison in the water were probably all prepared for Yue Shan Chao Ri, who was sleeping on the far side of the bunk. The only one who could do this was Hokawa Doji who stayed in the bedroom and took the opportunity to secretly place a mechanism in a blind corner where the dim candlelight could not reach.

Why didn't I think of it before, and let him keep watch alone...

The young detective stood there, forcing himself to wake up from the guilt and self-blame that came from habit, and tried to continue analyzing the current situation.

And there was that portrait... that portrait that everyone felt was somewhat familiar.

The outline was slightly similar to Tsukiyama Asari, and at first glance it looked like his appearance as a child, but a closer look showed that they were completely different. The small half of the face left after the easily recognizable eye part was torn off was exactly the same as the boy in the missing person notice on the last page of the picture book.

The last child who disappeared in the fire was the son that the Tsukiyama couple had been looking for for more than ten years, but who never saw him until their death!

But didn't the philanthropist named Hiroshi Hanetani only adopt seriously ill orphans from the welfare home? Tsukiyama Eiyoshi obviously had nothing to do with that.

Why did he adopt...

While thinking, the boy's eyes unconsciously moved down and saw the surface of the white statue covered with rain and mud. Maori Kogoro and others were still digging at the place where the clothes were found, as if they wanted to find other clues.

The statue that had been placed here for more than 30 years was covered by the soil. The white base of the statue could be vaguely seen in the deep dug soil... Was that really the base?

When he came to his senses, Edogawa Conan had already walked up and jumped into the shallow pit that had been dug out, stretched out his hand to dig the soil, and wiped off the soil on the "base of the statue".

"This is..."

It was a piece of bone. The boy pulled it out in front of the others' astonished eyes. There seemed to be something more inside. Because of this bone being pulled out, it shook slightly, and the newly opened gap was filled with the fallen soil. It

was very small and thin, belonging to the girl's hand bone.

But it was not quite the same as a normal bone. There was a faint layer of strange blue-gray on it.

Behind Conan Edogawa, Haibara Ai, who came with Dr. Agasa to inquire about the situation, saw this bone of strange color and couldn't help frowning. Suddenly, the drug test data she saw when she just entered the organization's laboratory appeared in her mind.

Author's words:

Thank you for reading

Asari: Great, a short break... zzz

hehe, have you seen the new cover of Taotao @子木桃約, it's so pretty hehe Toru and Soori were both taken away by me beautifully, ah ah after reading it today, I want to make an appointment too

While writing the thesis, I suddenly thought of 'why not make an appointment for Nana's cover' (it's the pre-collected Ikegawa Nana) The current tentative cover is a random drawing by myself... I can only draw a sloppy Q version of the little man, and the more I look at it when I continue to improve Nana's character design, the better I think it is (covering my face)

I'm going to make an appointment for a handsome bust of Nana!

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