I Can Break the Dimensional Wall

"Don't worry, madam, we are here not because of the wife," Xia Ruo said unchanged looking at Maru Daozi.

"is it?"

Maru Daozi looked at Xia Ruo's face and seemed a little worried.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

At this moment, in the meeting room, there was a scream of the maid.

"What happened?"

Conan rushed to the place where the scream came from, Mouri Kogoro followed closely, and Mouriran followed the two of them.

Xia Ruo didn't rush to run, because he had probably guessed what happened in the reception room.

When Xia Ruo and Maru Daozi arrived on the scene, they found that the antique collector had been nailed to the wall with a sword. His body was covered with sword marks, blood almost filled the room, and his death was extremely miserable.

And it's not just that, the cabinets and walls of the room have different degrees of sword marks, and the whole room is like going through a battle.

"Xiaolan, go to the police!" Maori Kogoro commanded with a wave of his hand.

"Yes, Dad," Xiaolan also skillfully took out her cell phone to call the police. This kind of scene seemed to happen often in the past.

"Husband!"

Maruko saw her husband's death, her face was horrified, and her body trembled in fear.

Not only that, but she seemed to be whispering something in her mouth.

"No, that thing really has a problem, and something really happened..."

Xia Ruo's ears are very sensitive, so she heard her whispered content, but from this content, the woman seemed to know the reason why the deceased died.

Not only Xia Ruo, but because Conan has been observing the expressions of people around him, he also noticed Maru Inako's whispers and her expression.

The expression of this woman seemed to have known that the deceased would die.

Conan suddenly pretended to be a child, leaning against Maru Inako and asked, "Auntie, what you just said, there was an accident. What do you mean? Do you know why Maruden Jiro was killed? ?"

Conan deliberately said loudly, attracting the attention of Kogoro Mouri.

"Madam, do you know the reason why your husband was killed? If you do, please tell us, it will help the case."

Kogoro Mouri asked loudly.

Maru Inago was a woman herself, and her husband had just died. When asked by a loud voice like Kogoro Moori, her body shrank subconsciously.

But at this time, Xia Ruo handed over a pot of hot coffee in due course.

Because we often encounter this situation, this kind of hot coffee is prepared in Xia Ruo's space. Although it is not very useful, it can give people a little warmth.

"Madam, although you may feel uncomfortable when something like this happens, don't worry, we will definitely find the murderer, so please don't be nervous."

Slightly comforted by Xia Ruoping's calm tone, Maru Daozi's originally fearful mood eased a little bit.

Conan looked at this scene and rolled his eyes.

"Hehe, you deserve it."

...

After Maru Inago calmed down a bit, she began to talk about what she knew.

"I knew that this kind of thing might happen to my husband. At that time, I advised him not to collect that thing for a long time, but he just didn't listen and blamed me. I would just persuade him at that time."

"What the hell is it?"

Mouri Kogoro asked quickly, and Conan was also listening attentively. Xia Ruo and Xiaolan were also listening to the story in order to find details.

"That's the curse video tape! The legendary curse video tape that you will die within seven days after watching it!" Maru Dako said the truth out loud.

"what?"

"what?"

"what!"

Hearing this news, Conan and Kogoro Mori both had speechless expressions, but Xiaolan seemed to have heard of this terrible rumor, and let out a scared "ah".

Xia Ruo felt that this brother's case seemed interesting.

At this time, Maru Inago is still telling her story.

"My husband is an antique collector. He usually likes to collect antiques. I don’t know what’s going on recently. He is interested in a curse video tape that will die in seven days after watching it. Then he got it through some means. A videotape from this urban legend."

"You mean to say that after your husband collected this curse video tape, he died after watching it?" Mouri Kogoro asked speechlessly.

He didn't expect that an antique collector would want to collect cursed tapes of urban legends.

And being able to easily find this kind of thing, it seems that this antique collector also has some energy, not just an ordinary rich man.

There was some panic in Marukako's tone, as if she recalled some terrible things.

"I don't know if he has watched the video tape, but since the curse video tape appeared at home, there have often been some spiritual events in the house. For example, sometimes, I will see the white woman in the mirror and go up. When I was in the toilet, I sometimes felt someone by my side and almost scared me to death."

"It was also the fifth day after I bought the curse video tape, my husband died in the reception room."

"Ah-this story is terrible, so Mr. Maruden Jiro was killed by the evil spirit in the video tape."

Xiaolan shuddered when she heard this terrible story. As a girl, she seemed to be very afraid of this kind of story. With the scene of this murder, it seemed that the surrounding temperature had dropped a bit.

"Ha ha."

Conan naturally doesn't believe in evil spirits killing people, because he has confirmed the scene in just a period of time. Judging from the details and clues, this case is definitely not done by evil spirits, but an intentional murder case.

...

"Madam, don't worry about it, can you show me the video tape?" Xia Ruo said to her while looking at Maru Daozi with a smile.

"Teacher Xia Ruo, that is a cursed videotape, do you really want to watch it? Something may happen," Xiaolan reminded Xia Ruo from the side, as if she thought the cursed videotape was dangerous.

Such things as urban legends are rather believable than nothing.

Xia Ruo's face didn't change a bit, she still smiled peacefully, "It's okay, Xiao Lan, I am quite good at handling these things. I used to do this kind of work."

Maruko hesitated, but finally nodded.

"Ok."

"Ha ha."

Conan didn't know how many times he had rolled his eyes.

Although Maru Daozi was scared, she went to the collection room next door and found the cursed videotape for Xia Ruo.

"This is the curse videotape collected by my husband."

"Thank you."

Xia Ruo took the curse videotape, and when Maru Daozi was holding it, Xia Ruo saw a trace of black air on the videotape.