"Look, look, those over there are the poisonous mushrooms we ate yesterday!" Tsushima Shuji suddenly ran towards a place, then squatted on the ground and looked back at them, saying in an excited tone.

The three people looked at the blue mushroom growing in the dark corner with complicated eyes.

The blue color of this mushroom makes it look poisonous at first sight.

They actually ate this yesterday.

"Sure enough, you added it secretly." Sora Sakai said calmly.

There were no blue mushrooms in his basket. He threw away all the fancy mushrooms. When he started cooking, there were no blue mushrooms in the pot either.

It's only possible that the other party who cooked it secretly added it.

No wonder Kaa was willing to stay in the kitchen and never left.

"Hey~" The boy showed a smile of successful mischief.

"Doesn't it taste good? Speaking of which, poisonous mushrooms are obviously better than ordinary mushrooms, right? The feeling of wandering between life and death, between reality and illusion after eating it... is a feeling that ordinary mushrooms cannot give you~

"He said confidently.

"Yes, mushrooms that will die if you accidentally eat them are indeed different from ordinary mushrooms." Toru Amuro said in a strange tone.

"Yeah, right, you think so too, isn't this awesome?! So tonight let's drink Good Will Hunting Mushroom Soup made from ten kinds of poisonous mushrooms?!" Tsushima Shuji seemed unable to hear Toru Amuro.

Full of yin and yang, he got in front of the other party and spoke cheerfully.

"...Shut up." Toru Amuro couldn't bear it and punched the boy on the head, then used his collar to forcefully pull the boy away from the poisonous mushroom growth area.

"Rejected..." Tsushima Shuji's expression was gloomy. He was dragged away as if he was dead, and he didn't even bother to struggle.

"Why don't we leave first?" Midorikawa Mu looked at the scene where the young man with a face full of hopelessness was dragged away, smiled and followed him.

"Go back and pack your things and leave now." Toru Amuro said without looking back while dragging the person.

"Huh, idiot, it's too late to leave now!" The hopeless boy said arrogantly and viciously now.

"Shut up." Toru Amuro turned around with threats written all over his face.

"Hey——" Tsushima Shuji puffed up his cheeks in boredom.

The four people returned to the hotel and went upstairs to go back to the room to pack their things, but they met Murakami Murakami who was kneeling on the floor wiping something.

When the other party saw the three of them, he quickly covered the ground with the towel in his hand, raised his head and smiled at them: "You are back."

Although the other party tried their best to cover it up, as a murderous villain, Toru Amuro and others still knew what the other party wanted to cover up.

It's blood.

It looks like the killing is over. You need to leave quickly, otherwise you won't be able to leave until the body is discovered.

Toru Amuro thought so, but with an uninformed expression on his face, he answered Murakami Shiro's words.

"Um."

Then he walked around the other party towards the room.

Midorikawa Mu and Sakai Sora also bypassed each other.

"Hey, are you happy?" Shuji Tsushima, who was dragged towards the room, raised his hand and said hello with a smile.

"What?" Murakami Murakami asked with a puzzled look.

Was it discovered? Why?

Why do you think the other party already knew that he would kill someone?

Why...when I look at that kite-colored left eye, do I feel like I'm being seen through?

"Ah, I just want to ask Mr. Murakami, does labor make you happy? That's all." Shuji Tsushima said with a bright smile.

"Ah... yes, of course. As long as I look at my hotel, I will be very happy." Murakami Murakami also smiled and said.

Illusion... right?

Even he himself just decided to kill impulsively, how could anyone see through it in advance?

He watched the four people return to the room and continue wiping the floor.

"Mr. Murakami..." A primary school student suddenly opened the door and walked out.

"What's the matter?" Murakami Murakami put away the bloody towel and put it behind him while asking with a polite smile.

"Why did the village chief have that attitude?" Edogawa Conan asked curiously.

Previously, two brothers, Murakami Murakami and Tachiba Kinji, went to visit their father, the village chief, but were scolded by him.

"...Dad, he has always been like that." Murakami Murakami said in a helpless tone, as if nothing had happened.

Edogawa Conan looked at the other party with a thoughtful expression.

Toru Amuro and others were packing things in the room. Apart from some clothes, there was nothing else to take away.

They quickly packed their things, opened the door and prepared to leave.

The drunk Mouri Kogoro also walked out of the room at the same time and staggered downstairs.

A phone ringing sounded just right.

Mouri Kogoro stepped forward dizzy and answered the phone.

"What? You said the village chief was killed?" He suddenly became sober from his drunken state.

This sentence abruptly stopped Amuro Toru and others from leaving.

"What?! Dad was killed?!" Murakami Murakami was shocked and ran away.

The rest of the people also ran out one after another.

"Look, I told you it's already too late." Tsushima Shuji, who was still being dragged, said in a calm tone.

"...You did it on purpose." Toru Amuro said this with a firm tone, and tightened his grip on Tsushima Shuji's collar.

Kaa is definitely delaying time on purpose!

They should have packed up their things and run away as soon as they saw Mouri Kogoro and his group!

"I've been discovered." Tsushima Shuji didn't care, his tone was light.

"Do you want to run away? Maybe it will be considered as absconding in fear of crime, or do you want to go to the crime scene?" He gave the options badly.

Toru Amuro held his bag with one hand expressionlessly, dragging Tsushima Shuji with the other hand toward the parking place, and then drove to where the others went.

After a short journey, they saw other people's cars parked outside a house.

The four people got out of the car and walked into the house.

Walking towards the room where the chatter came from.

Then I saw other people in a study room, and...

A corpse on the ground.

The body was lying on the ground. Judging from the wounds, it seemed that he had been killed by a knife. The murder weapon was a knife on the ground beside him.

"The letter opener... even the murder weapon was taken here casually. It was indeed an impulsive killing." Tsushima Shuji looked at the bloody letter opener on the ground and said slowly.

That's why I just dumped it here casually instead of taking it away.

If you brought the murder weapon yourself, you should take it with you.

Murakami Murakami's pupils dilated and he glanced at Tsushima Shuji fearfully.

"Do you know who the murderer is? Tell me quickly!" He was terrified, but his face showed an eager expression of eagerness to find the murderer.

"Hey? Do you really want me to speak faster?" The black-haired boy with wild eyes tilted his head slightly and asked with a chuckle.

"If you know, tell me quickly!" Murakami Murakami urged.
Chapter completed!