But to some people, this is a ridiculous reasoning.

At least Kaiinji Suyou dared to guarantee it. After hearing this, Suzuki Sonoko immediately rolled her eyes without any hesitation, not caring at all about the elegant appearance she had maintained for several hours.

Even Ran Mouri, who was always very friendly to others, showed an expression mixed with embarrassment and surprise when she heard her classmate's reasoning. The real detective, the boy who used the alias Conan Edogawa, stood up from where he was, and looked like he wanted to argue something, but held back.

Fortunately, the police on the scene were very professional. No one believed what the boy said. They just semi-forced the guy who was making random inferences to come down from the height, and methodically carried out the process of getting the guests to temporarily leave the overly bloody scene.

This unexpected commotion was quelled again. Even though the boy was very angry, he had to obey the instructions and go upstairs.

However, an accident also occurred when entering the conference room. Since a murder had occurred at the scene, everyone present could be the murderer. The waiters who were moving back and forth and the person who stayed in front of the screen with the deceased became the most suspicious people in people's eyes, and no one wanted to stay with them.

But Suzuki Jirokichi stepped forward in time. Sometimes he was very reliable, such as now, with a frown and expressionless look, which was very intimidating. He took the lead in suggesting that the people in front of the screen stay in a conference room, and soon let the guests present enter the designated room smoothly.

Haiyin Temple Suyou was the last group to go upstairs. He walked slowly at the end, quietly observing the scene over there. Perhaps he was mentally prepared, because when he looked over there at this moment, he did not feel scared at all, but was calmer than before.

And that devilish hunger seemed to have disappeared as the screen was overturned. At least now, looking in that direction, he didn't feel a heart-wrenching desire to devour.

However, the police seemed to sense something was wrong with this unusual death.

Except for the two police officers whose uniforms were slightly different from those of their colleagues, the other police officers received orders from their superiors and were only carefully searching for clues around the body.

Based on what he had seen before, the answer seemed to be clear, and Haiyinsi Suyou easily made a judgment that those police officers wearing different uniforms probably belonged to a mysterious department and were people from their world.

The work of those who only have clairvoyant abilities in the place where his parents used to work is similar to that of those who are mostly responsible for confirming whether some strange deaths are caused by ghosts or gods.

Ghosts are still a secret among ordinary people, but the leading officer Megure should know something about it, otherwise he would not be able to command people with psychic abilities.

The Haiyin Temple tour group had already reached the second floor, but the staff on site did not force them to stay in the conference room all the time. As long as they did not go to the first floor, the management of other parts was very loose.

This also made it convenient for Haiyin Temple to continue observing the subsequent developments. He walked slowly in the corridor on the second floor and finally came to the top of the corpse.

Perhaps the scene of the victim's death was too horrifying, or perhaps the excessive amount of blood was too much to be seen as ketchup by most people, and not many people in the corridor had the leisure to watch the police solve the case under such circumstances.

From the location upstream of Haiyin Temple, one can clearly see every move of the two policemen who are psychic.

The process of investigating whether the case was caused by ghosts and gods did not seem to be mysterious and need not be hidden to them, and Haiyin Temple Suyou was able to watch it all openly.

Apart from the intelligence collected under pseudonyms, this was probably his first face-to-face encounter with a fellow psychic in Tokyo, and also his first close observation of this government organization that was somewhat vague in the intelligence.

The two special police officers were very skilled and their movements were very smooth, as if they were very familiar with this process.

They stood beside the deceased, but did not take any action immediately. Instead, they bowed slightly in the direction of the deceased.

Then he lowered his head and muttered something, as if he was saying goodbye or trying to persuade someone.

At this time, standing on the high ground of Haiyin Temple, I discovered some details that I had not noticed on the first floor.

Scattered around the dead man were bits of ironwork that looked like cheap, crudely crafted artifacts.

Perhaps due to the sculptor's unfamiliarity with the technique, or perhaps due to the guidance of a certain creative style, and unlike the high-end refinement required by modern society, the patterns on these ironware appear somewhat blurred, giving off a sense of history that is artificially carved.

This is very unusual and incredible. Such handicrafts are not popular in Japan. Perhaps only some small enthusiasts who love ethnic styles will choose to collect them.

It might be hard to find such a work even on the Internet, and what's even more bizarre is the thing that's placed under the man.

It was a white pigeon with its head broken off and its belly ripped open with an iron nail. The iron nail pierced through the pigeon and also stabbed into the man's back, connecting them firmly together.

The rest of the small iron products were randomly distributed around the man, but when traveling along the Haiyin Temple, one could feel that there seemed to be some special regularity among them, so that these small things that seemed to be scattered randomly formed a totem full of religious significance at this moment.

The blood that flowed out of the man's head due to the cut on his back had already begun to coagulate, but the dead pigeon on his back, perhaps because it did not interact much with the air, some red liquid was still flowing out of the chest of the poor white little guy, mixing with the mottled bloodstains on the ground.

The white pigeon's eyes still had the luster of life, as if it would flap its wings and fly away if it were removed from the iron nails.

It was also for this reason that when the man's body was turned over, no one dared to step forward to check for what seemed to be an important clue.

The instinctive fear gradually climbed up the calves of the police officers present, then ran along their belly buttons to their chests, flowing and spreading through their internal organs.

No one spoke during the three minutes of silence that seemed to be extremely long. Even the two psychic police officers did not react at all. However, compared to the other police officers, they seemed much calmer.

The special police approached the body cautiously. When they found the dead pigeon before, they instinctively left the body, but the expected thing did not happen. Both of them had a blank look on their faces.

Haiyinsi Suyou could understand their feelings at this moment, which made him bite his lower lip nervously. After all, even now, he couldn't see anything next to the man's body.

And this is precisely the most incredible part. The first few hours after a person dies are when ghosts and spirits are most likely to appear, especially for people who die suddenly in this way.

Of course, the existence of these ghosts, who are called the "souls" of the deceased, is also extremely short, but it is not like it is now, where nothing is left behind.

He looked elsewhere without giving up, but he could only catch a glimpse of black energy emanating from a small black cauliflower. The countless little ghosts running through the crowd told him that his clairvoyance was not failing.

It was at this time that he suddenly realized why his appetite had stopped as he was traveling back to Haiyin Temple. This was because both the existence in the darkness that had made him shudder at the beginning and the "delicacies" that had made him lose his mind had disappeared from here.

Inspector Megure, who was staying on the first floor, felt equally uncomfortable seeing what was happening. He had seen corpses far more miserable than the man's, but the ominous religious atmosphere brought by the small iron decorations around the man made him feel even more frightened.

"How is it going?"

Seeing that the cold and hard expressions of the two special police officers seemed to change, he hurriedly smelled it.

"Not good, it's voodoo."

The man who turned around to answer his question had a pale complexion on his face, and cold sweat oozed out from the forehead of the clairvoyant.