BWDC:SDDK Chapter 29: Dammit, Where Did You Hide Mitsuaki Nagamitsu?!
"Don't be afraid, children! The key is here!"
The voice of the old butler, Musashi Nosuke, came from behind the group.
The man, well into his eighties, was currently panting for breath as he hurried toward the door, supported by Mouri Ran. He held the room key high, his face a mixture of intense excitement and relief.
Then, Musashi Nosuke realized that not a single person was looking at him. Everyone seemed frozen, as if they were in the middle of witnessing something shocking.
Musashi Nosuke: ?
What are you all looking at? Why so engrossed? There's a murder happening inside!
Didn't Mr. Mouri Kogoro just say it? Young Master Hideomi has been beating Ren Ichimonji—he's almost beaten him to death! How can you all stand there with no reaction? How can hearts be so cold?
The world is truly going to the dogs; people aren't what they used to be!
Musashi Nosuke shook his head.
Fine, if you won't save him, this old man will do it himself!
He pushed Mouri Kogoro aside, preparing to unlock the door, but as he looked at the pitch-black bedroom, he froze in his tracks.
Musashi Nosuke: ?
Wait, brother... to open a door, there actually has to be a door, right?
Where is my door? This was a security door just shipped in this afternoon from the Hakodate Police Headquarters! Don't tell me that in the time it took to grab a key, a thief passed by the crime scene and stole the entire door? Or did Young Master Hideomi literally take the door with him as he fled?
"Ah! Hi-Hideomi-san?"
On the side, Mouri Ran was the one who noticed the heart of the matter.
She covered her mouth, gasping as she looked at "Nagamitsu Hideomi" lying on the floor, looking utterly terrified and dazed.
Musashi Nosuke was startled and finally noticed someone lying on the ground.
As the old butler who had watched Hideomi grow up, he knelt down with a heavy heart to help "Nagamitsu Hideomi" up.
Dammit, how did Hideomi end up like this? He remembered his young master's face didn't used to be swollen like a pig's head.
"Old Man Musashi, now is not the time for that!"
Hattori Heiji took a step forward, shielding Musashi Nosuke behind him.
He looked up, staring at the silhouette hidden in the shadows, stepping slowly out of the darkness.
--- This person is formidable.
Whether it was the use of the atmosphere or the absolute control over his own body, this person was like nothing he had ever seen before.
Every step the figure took in the darkness felt like a heavy hammer striking his heart, causing an inexplicable sense of unease to rise—much like the descriptions of Batman appearing in the comics.
But... Batman?
"You... who exactly are you?" Hattori Heiji asked loudly.
Beside him, Conan turned his head away, no longer looking, because he already knew what he was about to hear.
"I'm Batman!"
Holding a cup of coffee, the figure stepped completely out of the doorway.
The previous sense of overwhelming pressure vanished instantly, making him seem like a completely different person.
This is the unique ability of our Bat-family: to be able to project and retract presence at will!
Hattori Heiji pointed at Ren Ichimonji, his mouth agape.
He knew that Ren Ichimonji, the self-proclaimed Batman, could fight, but he never imagined he was this good!
The "Nagamitsu Hideomi" who had been wielding a sharp knife had been solo-killed by Ren Ichimonji with his bare hands!
"You... you... you're Ren Ichimonji?"
Mouri Kogoro, standing nearby, looked as if he had seen a ghost.
He was a trained man himself. His initial reaction that Nagamitsu Hideomi was the one beating Ren Ichimonji was because he thought Ren's body didn't look like it had been trained at all—he didn't look like a martial artist.
However, reality had just delivered a stinging slap to his face!
Mouri Kogoro was still reeling from the shock when he realized the focus shouldn't be on Ren Ichimonji pummeling "Nagamitsu Hideomi."
He hurriedly asked, "Wait, what on earth is going on here?"
"Where is Mitsuaki Nagamitsu? Wasn't Mitsuaki Nagamitsu just crying for help in this room? Where is he?"
Hearing this, Ren Ichimonji casually reached out and flipped the light switch.
The room, which had been shrouded in darkness, finally lit up.
The situation inside was clear at a glance.
There were ropes, there were cracks, but there was no one.
No living person, and no corpse.
This situation caused Mouri Kogoro's CPU to go into overdrive, crashing instantly.
Why?
Mitsuaki Nagamitsu just said he hid in this room and was being hunted by Nagamitsu Hideomi. Then Ren Ichimonji jumped through the window and beat Hideomi up. There should be three people in and around this room, right?
Why are there only two now?
Mouri Kogoro blankly scanned the room.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning seemed to flash through his mind.
He understood.
The Sleeping Great Detective turned toward "Nagamitsu Hideomi," who was still lying on the ground in a daze. His emotions suddenly flared up as he grabbed "Nagamitsu Hideomi" by the collar and yelled:
"Hey, you brat! Where did you hide Mr. Mitsuaki Nagamitsu?!"
"Mitsuaki Nagamitsu isn't in the room, so you must have hidden him! Speak up! Where is he? If he isn't treated immediately after being stabbed repeatedly by that knife, it'll cost him his life!"
"Nagamitsu Hideomi" stared wide-eyed at Mouri Kogoro.
Before he could say anything, Musashi Nosuke also reacted.
Musashi Nosuke had just checked.
"Young Master Hideomi's" injuries looked severe, but in reality, his life was never in danger. Ren Ichimonji had been extremely precise with his strikes—at most, he'd just get a medical certificate for minor injuries at the hospital.
The critical issue now was Mitsuaki Nagamitsu, who had been stabbed several times and was in critical condition.
Musashi Nosuke said sorrowfully, "That's right, Young Master Hideomi, where did you hide Young Master Mitsuaki?"
"I watched you grow up. Why would you do something so cruel? You've deeply disappointed me and the Master!"
"Nagamitsu Hideomi," still being held by the collar, stared back with bulging eyes.
Are you kidding me, man? You're holding me by the collar and asking me where I hid myself?!
Are you a poet or something?!
If he wasn't in too much pain to speak, he would have started swearing right then and there!
Seeing "Nagamitsu Hideomi" with his eyes wide, looking as though he felt the others were wronging him, Mouri Kogoro and Musashi Nosuke grew even more alarmed.
They hadn't expected "Nagamitsu Hideomi" to be so thick-skinned and his heart so malicious—to completely disregard his brother-in-law's life! He was truly a disgrace!
"I... I feel like Hideomi-san is trying to say something...?"
Beside them, Mouri Ran blinked and spoke in a low voice.
"Dad, Butler Musashi, maybe put him down first? It's not too late to hear what Hideomi-san has to say..."
"I believe a person as kind as Hideomi-san wouldn't commit the act of killing Mitsuaki-san..."
In the back, the three detectives were gathered together.
Conan and Hattori Heiji flanked Ren Ichimonji on either side.
The representative detectives of the East and West looked at the situation, finding it more and more suspicious. they glanced at each other, then simultaneously looked at Ren Ichimonji, who was standing between them—somehow holding a cup of coffee. They asked:
"...Could it be that from the very beginning, only Mitsuaki Nagamitsu was in the room, and he faked the entire murder scene himself?"
Ren Ichimonji: "Yeah, sure, whatever you say."
Conan, Hattori Heiji: ?
Why does it feel like this guy is just humoring kids?
Dammit, Riddler and Batman should both get the hell out of Gotham!
End of Chapter
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