Kamen Rider: I, Conan, am Faiz

trial room

"President Achiba, you don't have to be so nervous. This is mainly a routine inquiry, so just relax a little."

"Yes, I understand."

Facing the friendly Osaka Prefectural Police, Kensuke Achiha felt quite uncomfortable. After all, he was a native of Osaka and he often dealt with these violent organizations that were even more frightening than gangsters.

Now their attitude...

Something is wrong!

There's something wrong at least twelve out of ten!

This is like Guan Yu wearing armor, holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, with his eyes wide open, riding his Red Hare and running towards you, saying he wants to reminisce about the past. Who would dare to believe it?

"President Achiba, may I ask if you remember having conflicts with certain people in your daily life or business?"

"For people like us in the real estate business, it's a fantasy not to have conflicts with others. Besides, the biggest conflicts I have with others are limited to verbal disputes. After all, it would be troublesome if I couldn't do business."

(Refer to the Osaka Division, those guys were the best at doing business, they even dared to say they were selling the Emperor!)

While the interrogation was going on, Conan and Hattori Heiji were in the interrogation room next to the one in the room, observing Achiha's every move through special glass.

Conan: "The expression is clear, the speech speed is steady, and the mental state is calm enough."

Hattori Heiji: "But he was a little too calm, as if he didn't feel any surprise."

Conan and Hattori Heiji looked at each other, and soon the two detectives came to the same conclusion as if they had telepathy.

There is something wrong with Achiha Kensuke!

“You guys are here too.”

"Officer Ayanokouji."

Just as Conan and Hattori Heiji were communicating about the case with their eye contact, Kyoto Prefectural Police Officer Ayanokouji pushed the door open and the cute squirrel on his shoulder raised its paw to greet him.

What a sensible little cutie~

"A murder has occurred. The victim is Toshiya Yajima, a member of the Satsuki-kai. The cause of death was a blow to the head from the sheath of a samurai sword. The preliminary estimate of time of death is four hours ago."

"Four hours ago? That's pretty close to the time of the bombing."

After listening to Ayanokouji's introduction, Conan held his chin up and began to reason.

At the moment, both the murder case and the bombing case seem to be inextricably linked to the Satsuki-kai. However, the problem is that this is just a large society composed of a group of karuta elites, not a political group. Who on earth would regard it as a thorn in their side?

"Plus, we found these things at the scene."

As he spoke, Ayanokouji took out several photos from his pocket. They were actually a bunch of messy karuta cards, several of which were stained with blood.

Ayanokouji explained: "Through the karuta found at the scene, we infer that the deceased was practicing karuta when he was killed. At the same time, the TV at the scene was showing a disc of the past Satsuki-kai competition. The deceased seemed to be studying the competition techniques of the champion Ooka Momiji."

"Nani! How could it be her?"

When he heard that Ooka Momiji was involved in this case, Hattori Heiji suddenly felt his head swelling. It seemed that the situation was more complicated than he had imagined.

"Hey, who is this person?"

Browsing the photos of karuta cards found at the scene, Conan suddenly discovered that there was a photo of a middle-aged man under one of the karuta cards, which seemed a little discordant with the scene.

ten minutes later

With the help of the Osaka Prefectural Police's internal network query, Conan and his team quickly found a frontal photo of the middle-aged man, and then Conan and Hattori Heiji came to the interrogation room.

"President Achiba, do you know who this person is?"

"How come you have his photo?"

When seeing the photo thrown out by Hattori Heiji, Achiha Kensuke's expression was obviously full of surprise, which just confirmed Conan's previous guess.

Ayanokouji: "President Achiba, Mr. Yajima from your Satsuki-kai has been found dead. Now please cooperate with our police and tell us who the person in the photo is."

"Squeak!"

The little hamster followed his owner and began to urge.

Achiha Kensuke was silent for a while, then slowly opened his mouth and gave his answer:

"His name is Nagoro Shikao, and he's the president of another karuta group, the Nagoro-kai. They practice strict elitism, and they only have about twenty members, but they're all top-notch."

Hattori Heiji asked: "So where is Mr. Nagoro now?"

Achiha Kensuke shook his head: "He disappeared. After he missed the duel five years ago, there has been no news of him. The Nagoro-kai also disbanded after that."

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Hattori family

"I'm sorry, I can only prepare these due to the short time. Please bear with me."

"No, Aunt Jinghua, you are too polite."

Looking at the countless delicacies on the table, Xiaolan and the others couldn't help sweating. Was this prepared hastily due to lack of time? Their strength was too terrifying!

Hattori Heiji curled his lips and said, "Don't listen to my mother's nonsense. She knew you were coming and started preparing in advance. She didn't..."

"??!"

Before he could finish his words, Hattori Heiji was hit hard on the head by a folding fan.

"Oh my, Heiji, you've been a little confused lately. You can't be a great detective in Kansai like this."

Still maintaining the graceful and elegant demeanor of a noble lady, Hattori Shizuka opened her folding fan to half cover her face and began to make arrangements.

"Sit down, kids. My husband is working overtime today, so I'm here to entertain you."

Under the hospitality of Hattori Shizuka, the group began to enjoy the dinner happily, but Conan seemed to be worried the whole time.

"Ah~ What kind of difficulties has our great detective encountered?"

Seeing that their little dog was in a bad mood, Meow Meow and Xiao Ai naturally had no interest in continuing to eat and drink, and immediately came over to face the problem together.

Conan was staring at the Faiz smart touch-screen phone in his hand, and on the screen was information about Nagoro Shikao.

Xiao Ai: "It seems that this person is the clue to solve the case."

Conan: "At least that's what the police think at the moment."

He reached out and slid the screen, and the next moment more information about Nagoro Shikao appeared.

"Five years ago, Mr. Nagoro challenged Ms. Satsuki, who was the president at the time, and agreed that the loser would have to close their karuta club. However, on the day of the final battle, Mr. Nagoro did not show up at the competition, so Ms. Satsuki won without a fight."

Xiao Ai tilted her head: "Although it is a bit unusual that this uncle did not participate in the competition, it is too hasty to regard him as a criminal suspect, isn't it?"

Conan did not explain this, but directly said: "Ms. Ooka Momiji is Mr. Nagoro's direct disciple. Mr. Nagoro taught her almost all of his skills, and now she is the trump card of the Satsuki Society and continues to win honors."

Xiao Ai suddenly realized: "I see, the outstanding student that I devoted so much effort to teach is now working for my rival. It does make sense when I think about it."