In the world of Detective Conan, however, he was bound to the Naruto System.

Chapter 298 Catching an Arrow Barehanded

Chapter 298 Catching an Arrow Barehanded

A cold glint flashed across Yabuchi Machiko's face. The ex-wife's brother was no longer a threat; she could ensure he wouldn't be able to show up at the funeral tomorrow. But this Yabuchi Yoshifusa—

Since no one wants this person to share the money, let her be the bad guy.

As she turned the corner, Yabuchi Machiko glanced at the somewhat inconvenient detective, reviewed her plan again, and only after confirming that no one could discover any flaws did she leave with peace of mind.

As everyone prepared to enjoy a steaming hot pot meal, followed by a shower and bed, Conan suddenly turned to look at the door in the yard that had been abruptly pushed open a crack: "Who's there?!"

As soon as Conan chased after him, he immediately realized that the figure wearing sunglasses and a scarf was likely his father, who had followed his mother after she had left without saying goodbye.

However, the possibility of other people cannot be ruled out.

For example, the man who caused a scene at the funeral of former Mrs. Yabuuchi fifteen years ago.

However, considering that the man was already very old fifteen years ago, it is unlikely that he would have such skills and could have disappeared in the blink of an eye. The probability is not very high.

At the dinner table, Yukiko Kudo sincerely thanked Hiromi Yabuchi, who was hosting the four of them, saying, "Hahaha, we've all been staying here, and you've still treated us to such a sumptuous meal!"

"What's the big deal? Hot pot is all about having lots of people to make it more lively."

Conan propped his head up with his hand and silently complained about his mother: "What a hypocrite! She told us to prepare a change of clothes from the beginning. She was probably planning to stay here for a while."

Yukiko Kudo, of course, heard everything clearly, and with a rather dangerous smile, she pinched Conan's cheek: "Hey, what was Conan just saying?"

No matter what, Mom is Mom, and Conan couldn't possibly resist. He was ruthlessly suppressed in an instant.

Akutagawa Hiko's eyes kept glancing at the cabinet next to him, where there was a crossbow ready to be fired, and it was facing an empty seat on the dining table, making it all too obvious who it was reserved for.

The only problem is that the aiming point is a bit off. Unless you aim perfectly and are very skilled, and deliberately use a vital part of your body to block, it would be very difficult to kill anyone.

Akutagawa Hiko and Professor Agasa were chatting about how the professor had offered many suggestions when he watched Akutagawa make a puppet, suggesting that many of his inventions could be installed on it as add-ons.

Akutagawa Hikoichi thought it was indeed a good idea; who would complain about a puppet having too few functions?

However, he would still firmly reject some unrealistic ideas, such as the aircraft that Professor Agasa had not yet properly adjusted. He did not want his puppet to become a suicide weapon.

If all the materials used are ordinary and readily available, Professor Agasa can do whatever he wants and might even create a powerful weapon. But if the crucial chakra-conducting metal is destroyed, who knows how much of its effectiveness will remain?

The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious. Hiromi Yabuchi and Yukiko Kudo reminisced about their youthful days, while Conan chimed in about Professor Agasa and Hiko Akutagawa. The rest of the group discussed how to live a carefree life after inheriting the estate.

Until the arrival of Yoshifusa Yabunouchi and Carlos, who deliberately went unannounced.

The old man immediately said, "Eating hot pot is great, because then you don't have to worry about someone poisoning it."

Akutagawa Hiko could only say that this fake Yoshifusa, who had lived in Brazil for a long time, was still not very familiar with the local situation and did not have a deep understanding of the various fancy poisoning methods.

If he had read a few newspapers, he would have known that poisoning food was the most low-level method.

On clothes, on dishes, on fingers, in ice cubes—

In short, most of the poisons used by Ke Xue are fatal upon contact with blood; once exposed, no amount of poison can save the patient. Naturally, the methods of poisoning have become even more diverse.

However, no one actually poisoned them today. This family is quite direct and doesn't like to use such subtle methods.

During this time, Yabuuchi Machiko called to mention the firewood for the bathroom, which was already in the warehouse and had been purchased.

Faintly, amidst the noise in the background, the group could hear a middle-aged man harassing Yabuuchi Machiko. She verbally refused, but didn't push him away.

What will happen in the future is already obvious.

However, the family had expected this to happen, and they only complained that the funeral hadn't even been held yet, and that she was already so eager to find a new lover, and that she wasn't afraid that she wouldn't get a share of the inheritance.

However, as someone who shares a bed with you, you must have heard some rumors about it.

"Uncle Yifang, that threatening letter must be a prank. Don't take it seriously."

Yabunouchi Yoshifusa sneered, "That's for the best."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a whoosh, and Yabuchi Yoshifusa was pulled to the ground by his "bodyguard." When he looked up again, he saw that Akutagawa Hiko had an arrow between his two outstretched fingers.

While the others were still marveling at Akutagawa's skills, Conan darted out first, pushed open the cabinet door, and inside was a device that could fire crossbow bolts at a set time.

Yabunouchi Yoshifusa realized what was happening and coldly retorted, "It seems someone really wants my old life. In that case, I absolutely must attend the funeral and the reading of the will tomorrow night!"

"Speak," Yabuuchi Yoshifusa said, slamming the door behind him and leaving with Carlos. At the same time, he became even more vigilant, because he had received more than one threatening letter.

At least two people want him dead, and he needs to shield Carlos from the malice of his family caused by the inheritance.

Akutagawa placed the arrow on the table. Although his hand wasn't broken, it still stung a little. Not using chakra was indeed a bit of showing off.

When will I be able to catch a bullet with my bare hands?

Conan frowned as he observed the Yabuchi family's every move, eventually fixing his gaze on the most panicked Yabuchi Keiko.

"Something's not right—"

The woman's expression didn't seem like the frustration of a failed murder plot, but rather the horror of witnessing Ah Yan's inhuman actions.

"Who exactly did this? Was the target really just Uncle Yifang?"

Keiko Yabunouchi looked very worried, and there was a deeper layer of thought behind her.

After ruling out the possibility of random killings by outsiders, and knowing their habitual seating arrangements, the person who set up the trap must be one of them.

She thought it was at most a threat, but she never expected it could actually lead to someone's death.

Looking at Conan seeking help, Akutagawa patted the little rascal on the head with satisfaction. The concept that asking for help is not shameful has been deeply ingrained in Conan's mind.

Although they may still rush forward when faced with problems, they should at least learn to have a backup plan.

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