Chapter 342 Reward: The Tool Man, the Minion

"state!"

After Uncle Mori's fist, as big as a sandbag, smashed into Conan's head.

He finally returned the booklet to Inspector Megure, his eyes still spinning.

"this……"

Inspector Megure glanced at the booklet in his hand again, and finally fixed his gaze on Wang Changsheng and Reigen Arataka with a serious expression.

Knowing that Reigen Arataka was Wang Changsheng's butler, Inspector Megure immediately asked Wang Changsheng about it.

"Little brother Changsheng, where did you get this thing?" Inspector Megure's expression was very serious, and his tone even carried a hint of questioning.

However, Wang Changsheng didn't care.

At this moment, a halo seemed to appear around him.

In an instant, everyone present except Conan began to look at Wang Changsheng differently.

It was a feeling of closeness and trust that arose spontaneously.

"I found this when I went to the bathroom. I looked through it and found that it was full of names. I couldn't understand them, but I felt that it must be something very important, otherwise it wouldn't have been deliberately hidden in the bathroom. So I thought I'd show it to Uncle Mori. After all, Uncle Mori is a very famous detective. I think he must know what's written in it."

Wang Changsheng's tone was innocent and adorable.

His words seemed to possess a magical power, making everyone present unable to help but believe what he said.

"Now it seems that's indeed the case! Uncle Mori, Inspector Megure, did you figure out what this is? You guys are amazing!" Wang Changsheng praised enthusiastically.

"This is indeed a very important thing." Uncle Mori nodded, his gaze towards Wang Changsheng now carrying a hint of fatherly love. "Changsheng, you did very well. You've discovered an extremely important clue."

This is one of Wang Changsheng's magic tricks—the effect of his beauty halo.

It can subtly influence how Wang Changsheng is perceived by others.

This will make others feel a little fondness for Wang Changsheng.

Even those who knew magic, like Sakura, were inevitably affected by this magic under the blessing of Wang Changsheng's profound magical power.

Not to mention Uncle Mori and Inspector Megure, who are just ordinary people without magic.

"Hey, don't you feel like Changsheng seems a little different?" Yukito nudged Touya with his elbow and whispered.

"It seems a bit more pleasing to the eye." Touya's eyes were calm, he merely raised his eyelids slightly.

"I think so too." Yukito nodded.

The two whispered to each other, their demeanor always somewhat different from that of the others.

Sakura and Syaoran looked at Wang Changsheng with a strange and unusual expression.

Wang Changsheng didn't pay attention to any of this. Seeing that the adults didn't seem to be asking him any more questions about his plans for the booklet, he turned down the intensity of his beauty filter.

At the same time, he said to Inspector Megure, "Since this is such a important clue, then I beg you, Inspector Megure, you must find the real murderer!"

Reminded by Wang Changsheng, Inspector Megure nodded.

"This is a very important clue. I'll send it for examination and research right now."

After saying that, Inspector Megure hurriedly left on his own two legs.

After everyone else left, Wang Changsheng completely stopped using magic.

At that moment, he suddenly noticed that Conan was looking at him strangely, so he smiled at him.

Conan, clutching his head, saw Wang Changsheng grinning at him and immediately frowned as he leaned closer: "What do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Changsheng tilted his head, somewhat not understanding what he meant.

"Stop pretending!" Conan winced, clutching his aching bag, and glared fiercely at Wang Changsheng. "That booklet wasn't something you got in the bathroom, was it?"

"Huh? If I didn't get it in the bathroom, where is it?" Wang Changsheng looked at him innocently. "Little Conan, what are you talking about? I really don't understand."

"..." Conan took a calm, deep breath. "That list contains the names of a drug cartel. Don't tell me you can't understand it; it's written in black and white, what's there to not understand? Did you come here specifically to crack down on this drug cartel?"

"Why didn't you just tell the police all this evidence and clues? Why did you have to kill someone?"

It seems that Conan has inexplicably pinned Kawashima Hideo's death on him.

Wang Changsheng didn't explain, letting him misunderstand on his own.

As long as his attention isn't diverted to Asai Narumi, that's fine.

So what if he suspects him?

What about the evidence?

Just as he said.

If you have evidence, you can go to the police.

But what's the point of contacting them if there's no evidence?

Without evidence, it's all just suspicion and speculation.

Without evidence, reasoning is just reasoning.

So Wang Changsheng, relying on the fact that Conan's knowledge couldn't defeat magic, chuckled easily, his voice suddenly rising several octaves: "It seems Conan has really gone mad from playing detective games. How could we possibly have killed him? What nonsense are you spouting?"

Upon hearing Wang Changsheng's words, Uncle Conan was the first to be drawn over.

"Hey kid, what did you just say about him?"

Uncle Mori was several heads taller than Conan now, standing in front of Conan like a mountain, looking menacing.

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Conan swallowed hard, and to save his own life, he gave an awkward smile: "No, I didn't say anything! I was just joking with Brother Changsheng!"

Uncle Mori's punch just now had brought him to his senses.

Although he didn't rest well yesterday, another punch would probably make him more awake, but he didn't want to take any more.

"Hmph, don't let me see you causing trouble again!" Uncle Mori looked at the big bump on Conan's head, but this time he didn't make a move. He just gave him a dangerous look as a warning.

Conan immediately nodded repeatedly, admitting defeat and agreeing.

But after Uncle Mori turned away, he suddenly turned his head back, looking at Wang Changsheng with a mixture of grievance and anger.

Message: Your friendly interaction impressed Conan.

Message: You have acquired a magical tool – a Minion!

Message: This utility character has been added to the Multiverse Friendly Exchange Shop, priced at 1000 Negative Points per character.

Message: Negative points from Conan Edogawa +5000

"(???.???) Huh? Minions?"

Upon seeing the system's notification, Wang Changsheng was taken aback.

He took the opportunity to glance into the World Tree space and found that the system reward was indeed the familiar Minion.

One eye, and wearing overalls.

His body was like a cylinder, and the blue overalls, which looked like denim, fit him perfectly without any sense of incongruity.

"Hey, this is a great helper! She can even help me manage the World Tree with Yui." Wang Changsheng was very satisfied.

It can be considered as a new species joining his world.

At the same time, it can also be regarded as an intelligent being, providing him with certain assistance to various degrees.

It's pretty perfect.

"Now my world is filled with all sorts of strange and wonderful things, not bad, not bad, keep it up!"

Wang Changsheng had just come to his senses and was about to make fun of the unfortunate washing machine again.

However, at that moment, a sudden burst of piano music filled the entire public hall.

It was the murder song "Moonlight".

Wang Changsheng was interrupted while casting his spell, but he wasn't surprised. He simply shut his mouth and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.

But Uncle Mori and Conan's eyes widened, and their expressions changed drastically at the same time.

The moonlight played again.

This means that someone else has been murdered.

After looking around, the group focused their attention on a loudspeaker overhead.

"Broadcasting room! There's a problem with the broadcasting room!"

"This piano is killing people again! Someone else is dead!"

"Help! I don't want to die!"

Chaos erupted again in the crowd.

Hirata Kazuaki, who was being interrogated, trembled with fear, his body shaking uncontrollably like a sieve.

"Isn't the broadcasting room right up here? Good heavens, the police are still here. Is the murderer really that arrogant?" Xiaolan covered her mouth in disbelief.

Uncle Mori and Conan's expressions were perfectly synchronized.

His face was practically overflowing with anger.

Xiaolan is right.

The police are here.

The detectives are here too.

However, the murderer could very well still have killed people right under their noses.

This is blatant contempt for them! A provocation!

Outrageous, outrageous to the extreme!

The two of them dashed off towards the stairs leading to the broadcasting room.

"Ah...should we go and take a look?" Xiaolan was both helpless and speechless when she saw her family abandon her and run away in an instant.

Kinomoto Fujitaka, who was standing to the side, frowned slightly.

Touya shook his head and said bluntly, "It's better for us to stay here. Sakura, you're not allowed to go anywhere either."

He spoke to Sakura, and Fujitaka Kinomoto did not object, clearly indicating that he tacitly agreed.

Yuanmei nodded: "We'd better stay here and not go up and cause trouble. Everyone go wait over there, and don't get too close to the stairwell. There are a lot of people downstairs, so we'll be safe here."

Seeing that no one seemed to want to go up, Xiaolan was a little conflicted.

At this point, the police also realized what was happening. They left a group of people on the first floor to keep watch, while the rest followed Uncle Mori and his men and rushed upstairs.

Meanwhile.

After Conan and Uncle Mori arrived on the second floor, they immediately saw a figure sitting on the ground outside the broadcasting room, looking like he was so scared that his legs went weak.

He was raising his left arm, pointing shakily inside.

The man was trembling and couldn't utter a single word.

Uncle Mori and Conan, their brows furrowed, walked past him and rushed into the broadcasting room without stopping.

"That's..." Uncle Mori was stunned for a moment.

"Kuroiwa Tatsuji?" Conan's brows were now furrowed into a tight knot.

"Nishimoto Ken, what are you doing here?"

Suddenly, Inspector Megure's voice came from the doorway.

As he passed the man sitting on the ground, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Damn it! What's going on now?!"

The remaining police officers also rushed over.

Under the gaze of everyone.

The current village chief of Moonshadow Island is slumped over the radio in a rather unflattering position.

Bright red blood soaked the entire radio station, then dripped onto the ground.

When Conan saw this scene, his first impression was the scene when he first saw Hideo Kawashima.

The seawater that had soaked Kawashima Hideo's entire body was like blood, constantly dripping down his corpse.

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For a moment, the figures of the two dead men seemed to overlap in his eyes.

Conan quickly shook his head and looked around, but didn't see anyone else.

"He's been dead for a while now." Inspector Megure and Uncle Mori walked over and noticed that although Kuroiwa Tatsuji was still bleeding, the blood had already congealed.

Obviously, the person did not just die.

There's no way to save him.

We can only try to see if we can find the killer.

Conan also came over and stared intently at the corpse for a while.

He accidentally bumped his head against Uncle Mori's thigh.

"Snap"

Frustrated, Uncle Mori slapped him aside: "Don't get involved in this mess, get out of here!"

Conan, who was slapped aside, dared not speak out in anger and could only watch the corpse from a distance, trying to find any clues at the crime scene.

"He's really dead, beyond saving." Uncle Mori reached out and touched Kuroiwa Tatsuji's nose, then gently shook his head.

How similar this scene is!

When the first body was discovered, wasn't it he who first tested whether the person was dead or not?

Thinking of this, Uncle Mori suddenly became furious.

"Damn it! Who is the murderer?! How dare they commit a crime right under our noses! And with such cruelty!"

He looked at the wound on Kuroiwa Tatsuji's back, cursing as he did so, while also feeling a chill run down his spine.

Kuroiwa Tatsuji was not stabbed to death with a single blow.

Even his death was far from clean.

My heart felt like it was being ground into mincemeat.

It must be very painful to die...

Hearing Uncle Mori's swearing, Inspector Megure's face darkened considerably, and the officers behind him didn't dare to breathe.

"Make sure all unauthorized personnel leave, and don't allow them to go upstairs," Inspector Megure said in a deep voice.

It has to be said that he was also very angry.

One person died yesterday.

However, after he arrived here with a large team of criminal police officers.

Instead of trying to escape, the murderer killed another person right in front of them!

Moreover, their methods were extremely cruel.

Absolutely outrageous!

"His attack was so brutal; it looks like he was venting his anger..."

Conan, keeping a certain distance from Uncle Mori, frowned as he stared at the corpse.

The wound was clearly inflicted from behind by the assailant.

The heart was twisted like that, clearly indicating that the murderer harbored extreme hatred towards the victim.

"Wait a minute, thinking about it this way, the first person's death seems pretty tragic too, isn't it? Drowning alive in the icy seawater..."

Conan's mind started racing.