Chapter 285 Tsushima: Hey, Conan, do you think I am the murderer?

With the unremitting efforts of Edogawa Conan.

Several other elementary school students also woke up.

After all... it took Tsushima Shuji and his bodyguards to clear the passage for a while.

In other words, it’s almost dawn outside.

Walking in the dark tunnel, there are still two bodyguards holding flashlights in front to open the way, and the two bodyguards behind are handling the aftermath.

It's just that among the people in the middle, besides Shuji Tsushima, there are five more elementary school students and a Dr. Agasa.

This time walking through the tunnel made the primary school students feel safe.

Eating the food brought by the bodyguards (Tsujima Shuji asked them to pack whatever he didn’t want to eat)

Chatting and walking.

He ran into a dark figure head on.

The next moment, the black shadow saw a group of people and immediately turned around and ran away.

"That guy——" Edogawa Conan rushed after him.

The elementary school students also caught up.

Shuji Tsushima followed slowly with his bodyguards.

Followed all the way to the end.

This passage leads to the castle hall.

And that dark figure, the old lady, was being dragged by the pupils by her legs, but she still struggled to climb up the passage.

She kicked her legs hard and kicked the primary school students who were holding her legs to the ground.

Then he climbed up in twos and twos.

Edogawa Conan and other elementary school students quickly got up from the ground.

He also climbed up.

Shuji Tsushima also climbed up with seemingly difficulty.

Then gasping slightly.

In the hall at this moment, the primary school students and the old lady were standing face to face, both sides looking at each other eagerly.

"It's so late, what are you all doing here?" The old lady asked in a trembling voice with a kind tone.

"Stop pretending, you old witch." Genta scolded.

The old lady's face twisted.

"Xiuji, when you were a kid, I was the most..." I loved you the most.

"Aren't you bad at what you do? Madam." Tsushima Shuji interrupted his words and said meaningfully.

"And... I only met Mrs. Mamiya once when I was a child." He said leisurely.

But when building connections, even if you only meet someone once, it can be said that you hit it off like old friends.

The old lady's face twisted again.

"You can't catch me." She said, turning her back to the pupils and rushing to the door to turn the mechanism on the wall.

"No one knows these secret passages better than me." She said arrogantly.

"You don't want the treasure you've been looking for for so many years?" Tsushima Shuji asked in a calm tone.

Without giving Edogawa Conan time to speak, he solved the secret code of the chess pieces' positions in the yard in a few seconds.

Edogawa Conan: ...numb.

"Turn that portrait..." Tsushima Shuji said, and the "old lady" followed suit.

The portrait was turned to reveal the stairs behind it.

"My treasure-" She rushed in ecstatically, murmuring to herself as she climbed.

Everyone climbed up behind her.

She couldn't care less about other people at the moment, her mind and eyes were filled with the treasures within reach.

At the highest point, there is an empty platform.

Empty, nothing.

"Where is my treasure? Where is the treasure?" She looked around in disbelief.

"Why is there no treasure!!!" She turned her head and said angrily.

"Isn't it written here?" Edogawa Conan pointed to the writing on the side.

"I voluntarily give this castle and scenery to the first person who comes here."

"This is the treasure." Edogawa Conan said in a deep voice.

The fake old lady opened the wooden door of the skylight and saw the familiar building outside the window.

"...For such a treasure, I transformed myself into an old woman..." she murmured to herself.

"Making yourself into such a sad and ugly look..." Shuji Tsushima stared at the other person who collapsed on the ground.

"Sad...ugly?" She slowly raised her head.

He met the kite-colored eyes.

So she lowered her head again, stretched out her hands and looked at her old skin.

Touched the same old cheek.

"...Master Tsushima..." Her eyes lost the will to live.

"Am I really... ugly?" His tone was trembling.

"Without a doubt." Tsushima Shuji sighed and closed his eyes.

"Even looking at it makes you feel so ugly that it hurts your eyes..." She stood up.

"Living in prison as a miserable, ugly old woman..." She took a few steps back.

"It's better... to die now." She jumped from the rooftop.

"Don't-" Edogawa Conan rushed forward and tried to grab him.

However, it was a step slower.

His hand remained stiffly stretched out the window.

He turned to look at Tsushima Shuji.

The black-haired boy stared at the window, his face expressionless as if he was immersed in his own world.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened.

"You committed suicide." He looked indifferent.

Edogawa Conan looked up at him.

But he saw that his eyes were empty and his face was as expressionless as a puppet.

"Conan, do you think...does this mean I...killed her?" He tilted his head and asked in an ethereal tone.

Edogawa Conan's expression changed drastically.

Thinking of the doctor who chose to commit suicide on Moon Shadow Island.

[The detective who forced the prisoner to commit suicide...is a murderer. ]

He always believed that he killed Dr. Chengshi.

And just today, he and Tsushima once again encountered the murderer's suicide.

Why?

Is it because of Tsushima’s ugly words?

Is Tsushima... considered a murderer?

As it turns out, it doesn't count.

Police rushed to the scene.

The case ended with the murderer's suicide.

The truth about the fire four years ago was also discovered.

Dr. Agasa and the elementary school students are also leaving.

"Although it still feels a bit pity..." Mamiya Mitsuru sighed.

"But it's great to be able to find out the murderer of my mother." Takato Mamiya said with satisfaction.

"You are welcome to come and play again next time." Mamiya Mitsuru said to the primary school students.

"Shuji, are you going back too?" He turned to ask Tsujima Shuji.

"Ah, I just happened to go back with them." Tsushima Shuji nodded.

"Then...your room will always be reserved for you, and you are welcome to stay here at any time." Mamiya Mitsuru thought for a while.

"Okay." Shuji Tsushima responded with a smile.

…

Dr. A Li drove four elementary school students with him.

Edogawa Conan got into the Tsushima family's car alone.

"Tsushima." The primary school student suddenly spoke as he sat there with his head lowered.

"Ah." The young man supported his chin with one hand and looked out the window without replying.

"Do you think...you killed someone?" Edogawa Conan asked, lowering his head.

The young man was silent.

He maintained his posture of supporting his chin with one hand and looking out the window, motionless and silent.

"I understand." Edogawa Conan said in a tone of understanding.

Tsushima is now... probably the same as himself on Moon Shadow Island, who watched Dr. Narumi commit suicide.

"I don't care about the life or death of insignificant people at all." Tsushima Shuji looked out the window and said casually.

I did it on purpose!

How does it feel to see a prisoner commit suicide in front of you again? Kudo-senpai~

"I understand." Kudo Shin nodded.

He understood that Tsushima was just a soft-spoken person.

Although he always seems to not care about the life and death of other people, he must be feeling very uncomfortable inside!

Shuji Tsushima looked out the window, looking at his blurry reflection on the car window. The boy in the reflection seemed to be smiling, but it seemed like it was just an illusion.

Shuji Tsushima: Are you right? I’m just a soft-hearted boy/sentiment

I don't want her to die either. /confident

But... a hero always has some regrets.

Although the death of such a murderer who deserves no sympathy cannot be called regret at all...

It was obviously the other party who had earned it.

But someone has to die, right?

I'm not interested in simple puzzle cases that have nothing to do with human life.

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