Ke Xue: I start the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in Tokyo!

The atmosphere suddenly became cold. Fortunately, considering that there were outsiders present, Tsujimura Kimie did not say much, but turned to look at Yu Quan and the others.

"I'm sorry to make a fool of myself. How about I take Mr. Yu Quan to my husband's study first?" Tsujimura Kimie looked at Yu Quan cautiously.

"Okay." Yu Quan nodded slightly.

Tsujimura Kimie secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took Yu Quan and the others upstairs.

"Dong Dong——" Tsujimura Kimie raised his hand and knocked on the study door a few times.

"Honey, I invited Mr. Yu Quan back. Didn't you want him to check the Feng Shui of the study? Are you in there?"

After knocking several times, Tsujimura Kimie didn't get a response. He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "The opera is so loud, isn't it in the study?"

Yes, although the door of the study was closed, the sound of opera came from inside, which almost covered the knocking sound.

While talking, Tsujimura Kimie took out a key from his pocket and opened the door of the study.

"Huh? Asleep?" Tsujimura Kimie looked at Tsujimura Isao, who was supporting his head with one hand and seemed to be sleeping next to the desk, with a strange look.

Subconsciously raised his foot and walked over.

"Can you fall asleep with such a loud opera?" Conan muttered subconsciously.

As if thinking of something, Conan turned his head and looked at Yu Quan cautiously and said: "Brother Yu Quan, did you notice anything?"

"What?" Yu Quan pretended not to know, but looked at Tsujimura Gongjiang's actions with expectation.

Although the book was blocking him, Yu Quan could still guess what Tsujimura Gongjiang was doing.

"Huh——" Conan breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

It seems that I thought too much, this should not be a murder scene...

The next second, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Tsujimura Gongjiang screamed directly: "Ah——husband, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me?"

"Huh?" Conan and others looked at Tsujimura Isao, who fell to the ground with purple corners of his mouth, in astonishment.

"What's going on?!" Conan hurriedly ran towards Tsujimura Isao's body.

Just happened to run into Hattori Heiji who was also checking the crime scene.

"Bang——"

"What are you doing running around the crime scene, little brat?" Hattori Heiji rubbed his head and said dissatisfiedly.

As for Yu Quan, he looked at the freshly baked soul rising from Tsujimura Isao's body with satisfaction!

It must be said that this case is a good case even in the world of science.

After all, the murderer this time actually killed someone under the noses of several detectives.

Although the murderer self-righteously wanted to ask the detective to help him prove his alibi, but... the means of committing the crime were still good.

It even confused the anxious Hattori Heiji.

After hooking Tsujimura Isao's soul in his hand, Yu Quan touched his chin with satisfaction.

Tsujimura Gongjiang, who had been observing Yu Quan's behavior vaguely, couldn't help swallowing his saliva and looked at Yu Quan hesitantly.

"Mr. Yu Quan, may I ask you... Is my husband's soul here?"

Yu Quan's words made Tsujimura Gongjiang feel cold in his heart: "Yes, Mrs. Tsujimura, do you want to see it?"

Yu Quan looked at Tsujimura Gongjiang with a smile. The new soul has no lethality. At most, it will make the person who touches it weak for a few days.

However, if it is a soul with strong obsession, it may subconsciously move closer to the murderer's position.

Tsujimura Kimie's eyebrows jumped, and she subconsciously wanted to refuse, but——

Before Tsujimura Kimie could say anything, Hattori Heiji stared at Yu Quan and said, "I want to see!"

Hattori Heiji wanted to see what this ghost was like, and even Conan, a smart kid, changed his mind.

Seeing that Hattori Heiji, an outsider, said so, Tsujimura Kimie, as Tsujimura Isao's wife, naturally couldn't refuse anymore, but said with difficulty.

"Please let me see my husband for the last time, Mr. Yu Quan. In addition, I may have to trouble you, Mr. Yu Quan, to help my husband become a Buddha."

Tsujimura Kimie's eyes swept across Tsujimura Isao's body, and the resentment in his eyes flashed away.

For this guy who plotted to kill her ex-husband in order to compete for her, Tsujimura Kimie didn't even want Tsujimura Isao to be reborn with a good family. She didn't want to find a way to make Tsujimura Isao die because she was afraid of being suspected!

"Of course you can." Yu Quan said in a unchanged tone: "It's just that the new soul has little intelligence and may not recognize people."

This made Tsujimura Kimie secretly relieved: "It's okay, then I'll trouble Mr. Yu Quan."

Yu Quan nodded, and Yu Shiya next to him asked for a few disposable paper cups, and then took out a bottle of water very skillfully.

Seeing this, Mao Lilan, who had experienced it, also subconsciously stepped forward to help.

"Ah——" After drinking the water, looking at the translucent soul in Yu Quan's hand that was exactly the same as Tsujimura Isao lying on the ground, Tsujimura Kimie couldn't help but cover his mouth and let out a low cry.

"This... is a joke?" Hattori Heiji frowned.

Subconsciously, he raised his foot and walked towards Yu Quan, reaching out to touch the soul in Yu Quan's hand.

As expected, Hattori Heiji's hand went straight through Tsujimura Isao's soul...

Hattori Heiji shuddered subconsciously: "Hallucination? It doesn't seem right. Projection? It doesn't look like there are similar instruments here."

Looking at Hattori Heiji trying to explore the soul in Yu Quan's hand, he even ignored the murder case at the scene.

Conan seemed to see himself before the collapse of his worldview, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh twice.