A suicide occurred in the hotel.

The gang members who were attracted first shouted around the body, and then ran upstairs to report to Boss Charlie.

"The deceased was about 30 years old and was a member of the gang Bosozoku."

"There were many old injuries on his body and his right leg was disabled. The cause of death was suicide."

After Conan briefly inspected the crime scene, he gave some of his own judgment.

An old-fashioned revolver was found on the ground, and no other spare bullets were found. It was obvious that the man in front of him committed suicide with the only bullet.

However, a problem arises.

"the most important is……"

"If a person commits suicide, why should he bring this scarecrow doll with him?"

In the hands of this lame man, he was holding a blood-stained scarecrow doll.

What kind of persistence can make him unable to let go of this scarecrow doll even if he dies.

This thing is really strange.

"..."

Conan touched his chin and fell into deep thought. He was clarifying his thoughts.

This morning, after the extremely magical scarecrow massacre that was suspected to have occurred, Conan thought of the cripple he met in the hotel.

At that time, the lame man was holding a scarecrow in his hand.

So after returning from the town entrance, I briefly discussed the situation with Dr. Ali, had something to eat, and then Conan searched for people in Terlingua Town.

But after all, they were just here for the first time and had no one to help them. It was still very difficult to find people in this "ghost town".

So Conan and the others gained nothing during the whole day, and at night, Conan, who had finally fallen asleep, was awakened by the sound of gunfire.

And when he arrived at the scene of the crime, he found that the person who committed suicide was actually the cripple he was looking for during the day.

Is this too much of a coincidence?

There just happened a scarecrow murder incident, and here there is another suicide incident related to the scarecrow.

And thinking about the cripple who had previously expressed his resentment towards Boss Charlie, Conan had an ominous premonition.

Could it be that Haiyuan was right? The scarecrow in this guy's hand couldn't really be a cursed doll or something.

"When I came here before, the gang members were talking about it."

"The cripple rushed out the door with a gun, cursed their boss, and then committed suicide."

"Why does it look like some kind of weird ritual?"

Conan squatted in the corner, trying not to miss any details of the crime scene.

If there were any rituals in the previous world, Conan wouldn't believe it at all.

He will only think that this is the fog shrouding the case, and that everything is the murderer's way of hiding it from others.

But now the situation is different. This world does have supernatural powers, although this mysterious power gives Conan a headache.

But since it is real, then the ceremony prepared by the lame man in front of me is probably real.

Thinking back to what Frogzi said about hell before, Conan's expression suddenly changed in an instant.

"If it's really a curse, then that boss Charlie upstairs..."

Conan suddenly jumped up, knocked open the two gang members who were waiting at the door, and rushed upstairs along the stairs.

If it was true as he suspected, a murder might have happened upstairs as well.

Is this really a curse?

Is it really what Frogzi said that he was taken to hell by some strange existence?

Conan's expression was extremely serious, and he had already prepared for the worst.

The great detective's thinking finally caught up with the changes in the world, although he still didn't understand the supernatural power.

But in the process of reasoning, he can add some things that could not possibly exist. I have to say that Conan is also making progress.

In comparison, Conan's side was filled with a sense of crisis, while the remaining Bosozoku members downstairs were all cheerful.

It's just a cripple who died. What does it have to do with them? Just join in the fun and go up and tell Boss Charlie.

When the time comes, they should eat, drink, and be happy.

but……

"Where did this kid come from? Why is he so anxious?"

A certain gang member who was standing guard at the door and was knocked looked at the little kid rushing upstairs and said with some confusion.

"Who knows, who cares!"

Tons, tons, tons, and after a few mouthfuls of whiskey, the gangster leaning against the wall replied nonchalantly.

"Shh, you don't know yet?"

At this time, several "understanding people" finally came up from the hall downstairs.

"what do you know?"

"Let me tell you, that kid is not simple."

"Our boss is his uncle, do you understand?"

"Fuck you, I've never heard of that."

"You drunkard, you know nothing, let me tell you this morning..."

These insiders, using the top-secret "truth" they knew, revealed the identity of a certain little brat, and everyone on the spot was shocked.

even……

"I saw it with my own eyes. Boss Charlie was drinking with that kid this morning. Do you know what this means?"

"What does it mean?"

"He is the gang successor that Boss Charlie has settled."

"I'll go, is it true or not?"

"Nonsense, our boss is the old cat Charlie. He will find anyone to drink with him?"

"And with such a little brat, absolutely!"

"What you said makes sense, doesn't that mean..."

With just a few words, all the Bosozoku members present were stunned.

Especially those who were at the scene of the crime just now had a lot of inner drama.

It's amazing. Fortunately, when the kid rushed out just now, he didn't stop him.

I really didn’t expect that Boss Charlie liked his nephew so much. He was definitely the prince of their Bosozoku clan!

"what the hell?!"

He was walking on short legs, thinking about Conan running wildly on the fifth floor, and looked at the system panel in front of him with a puzzled face.

Just now, a series of reminders sounded, all from the gang members downstairs. It was a shock that his [Black Jade] had increased inexplicably.

Conan, who still didn't know that he had become a legendary figure among the Bosozoku clan, was focused on this case.

Especially the situation of Boss Charlie at this time.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from upstairs.

"Boss, boss..."

"Quick, call an ambulance, something happened to Boss Charlie!"

"It's over, it's all over, the boss is dead."

"Go away and stop talking nonsense."

"Quick, come quickly!"

Hearing the horrified shouts of the gang members upstairs, Conan, who had just climbed to the fourth floor, froze on the spot.

The most ominous premonition appeared.

Really dead, Boss Charlie is really dead, has the cripple’s curse come true?!

"Kudo, why are you up here?"

Snapped.

A small white hand patted Conan on the shoulder, which probably made his whole body tremble in fright.

"ha?!"

Turning around hastily, Conan discovered that it was Haiyuan, and following her was Frog with a red symbol on his forehead.
To be continued...