Chapter 28: The Haunted House Without Its Owner

That scream was undoubtedly Mitsuhiko's voice.

Youye's face darkened slightly. This little brat really didn't listen to him. He probably heard the noise and ran to the basement and was discovered?

Still somewhat worried, Youya planned to go check out the situation. What if he ran into that old lady who was in a bad mood and killed Mitsuhiko?

"You guys, stay here and don't move. Unless I come back, don't go out unless anyone else comes. Do you understand?" Yuya sternly warned the little kids, his eyes focused on Conan.

Conan nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I will keep an eye on them."

Youya rolled his eyes in his heart and said, "The one I'm most worried about is you."

Genta and Ayumi are sometimes disobedient, but they won't run around when they are scared; but you, kid, not only don't run away when you see danger, but you head forward with a stubborn head and won't stop until your head is broken and bleeding.

But there is no need to say this, as it would be bad if it triggered Conan's rebellious psychology.

Although he looks like an elementary school student, he is actually a serious high school student. People of this age...

You sometimes wonder if Conan’s impulsiveness in the animation has something to do with his rebellious period?

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Carrying a baseball bat borrowed from Genta, Yuya sets out to search for Mitsuhiko.

He was not familiar with the old villa, so he had to look for it slowly.

He went to the bathroom first, but didn't find any signs of a struggle. It seemed that Mitsuhiko was attacked on the way to the toilet or on the way back.

As for the basement... You didn't know where it was, and his memory was vague. He only remembered that it was on the floor, and there happened to be a door on the side, because Conan used the retractable straps to open the door leading to the basement through that door.

If he remembered correctly, at the end of the animation, Mitsuhiko and Genta seemed to be knocked unconscious and thrown into the garden outside. If they couldn't be found in the house, could they have been thrown out?

At this moment, a sudden scream pierced the darkness, accompanied by thunder exploding outside the window, which was particularly creepy.

Yuya turned around suddenly. That voice was Genta? What he thought was coming true.

Damn Conan, didn't he tell him to keep an eye on the kid? Why did he run into that old woman?

You had no choice but to hurried back to the room. He found that the three little ghosts were gone, but there were a lot of snack packaging bags left on the ground.

Were the three of them arrested together? Yuya felt a little headache.

If they came one or two, the old woman might think they were naughty kids running in, but if four of them appeared at once, she might be afraid of being exposed...

Especially with Conan, this young man, what if he says something irrelevant and angers the other party...

After all, in the animation, if the old woman's son had not had the idea of ​​repentance and had not been tortured by guilt for years, and finally stopped his mother from killing, the animation would probably have ended in that episode.

Yuya looked around and saw that he had not encountered anyone on the road he ran from the right, which meant that the three of them had taken another route; and now the remaining road...

Yuya glanced around and only the one on the left was left.

Yuya gripped the metal baseball bat tightly, listening carefully to the sounds in the darkness while searching forward.

Yuya quickly walked to the end of the corridor and found a cart against the wall.

Youya frowned slightly, lifted the covering cloth, and found a plate of food neatly placed on it.

Not sent it down yet?

Youye suddenly remembered something and began to feel around on the ground. He soon found a crack and felt around along the crack, and sure enough, he found a handle.

Yuya tried it and was able to pull it up easily.

Will they be down there? Yuya hesitated. If Conan had opened this entrance, he would have needed to use a retractable strap, but it was closed now. Did they follow the old woman down there?

Suddenly, Youya felt a chill on his back and he subconsciously lunged forward.

"Swish!" A cold light flashed.

Youye looked back and saw a middle-aged woman with waist-length hair and a haggard face. She was holding a dagger in her hand and looking at him viciously.

"Why, why did you come in!" the woman murmured, her eyes emitting murderous intent, staring at Youye.

Yuya's heart skipped a beat: "Where are those three little devils? What did you do to them?"

"Three little ghosts?" The woman seemed stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "I've killed them! You should go and keep them company!"

After hearing this, Youya felt a little relieved.

This woman is just an ordinary person. If she really wants to kill someone, she won't be so calm. Instead, she will go crazy. There is no blood on her body. Conan and the others should be fine. At most, she was just knocked unconscious.

"Go to hell!" the woman shouted, waving the dagger in her hand and stabbing towards Youye fiercely.

Youya lowered his eyes and watched the woman rushing towards him unmoved, then suddenly he raised the metal baseball bat in his hand.

With a "ping pong" sound, the dagger was knocked away by the baseball bat.

The woman was stunned.

She looked at her empty hands, then at the metal bat pointing at her nose, and became confused: Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?

Youke didn't have the time to talk nonsense. It was still raining outside. If the little kids were left outside in the rain, they would catch a cold tomorrow.

With this in mind, the metal baseball bat drew an arc and hit the woman's neck with just the right force.

The woman was knocked unconscious without even being able to scream.

Yuya grabbed the cloth on the cart, tore off two strips with a "hiss", tied up the woman's hands and feet, and then called Inspector Megure.

After calling the police, Youya walked towards the outside of the villa, intending to see if they had been thrown out.

As a result, when he turned the corner, he ran into Conan head-on.

Youya was stunned, what happened, wasn't he caught?

Conan was almost scared. The anesthetic needle on his wrist had already been opened and was about to be fired in a second.

The adult and the child had a brief conversation.

Only then did Youya realize that not long after he left, Yuanta was attracted away by the smell of food.

Conan wanted to stop him, but how could he, with his tiny arms and legs, stop Genta, who was twice as big as Conan? Enticed by the food, Genta moved very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There was no other way, Conan could only let Ayumi hide herself before going to find Genta.

As soon as he hid Ayumi, he heard Genta's scream. He hurried over and bumped into Yuya here.

Youye scratched his head, he didn't expect that he was so quick.

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Inspector Megure arrived quickly and arrested the middle-aged woman and her son who was locked in the basement.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Kamiya. I didn't expect that you could solve a case that happened five years ago just by going out." Before leaving, Inspector Megure took Yuya's hand and praised him highly.

Youya was a little embarrassed, he actually came here to accompany a few little kids on an adventure.

After sending those little brats home, although it was late and they were bound to be scolded, but with Youyou helping to speak up for them, they didn't have to eat a meal of bamboo shoot barbecue.

Back home, Youya was thinking about tonight's adventure when suddenly an idea came to him.

The mother and son went to prison and they probably won’t be able to get out in this lifetime. So, doesn’t that mean the old villa is empty?

Yuya was just worrying that he couldn't find a place to accommodate Miyano Akemi and her sister, and now this happened.

A house where a murder took place cannot be sold for a good price anywhere. Now that the owner is back in jail, there should be no pressure to sell it.

At worst, I can just go to Conan and get some more wool from him.

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