Chapter 44: Resurrection From the Dead

It was still more than 100 kilometers to Shizuoka, and the journey would take more than two hours. Shimizu Koji looked at the scenery outside the window, and recalled the story of Hosaka Hideaki in his mind.

It was nothing else, just a question about the soul. Shimizu Koji was thinking, since the Sharingan could be reproduced, then whether the sheep charm was the same.

Soul out of the body --

Shimizu Koji murmured in his heart.

"Ah --!"

The next moment, a startled cry sounded in the car. Conan and Dr. Agasa turned around and saw an unforgettable scene at this time.

Shimizu Koji actually fell asleep on Haibara Ai's legs!

In less than three seconds, Shimizu Koji suddenly opened his eyes again, and he didn't care about the specific situation of the elementary school student's knee pillow. He quickly got up and sat down.

"Hiro, Koji."

"Are you sleepy?"

After Shimizu Koji sat up, facing the slightly hesitant questions of the two people in front of him, his face did not change, but his eyes revealed a little sleepiness, and he nodded slowly.

Huiyuan Ai was startled at this moment. This was completely beyond her imagination. Shimizu Koji suddenly fell on her legs.

She was wearing shorts today, so now she could even feel the temperature of Shimizu Koji's cheek on her thigh.

Looking at Shimizu Koji who explained to everyone, she couldn't help but doubt it, but indeed, there was no other possibility.

Deliberately taking advantage of elementary school students? She had been... This was unlikely.

It couldn't be that he suddenly fainted.

Huiyuan Ai found that she couldn't see through Shimizu Koji.

Every time she thought that this guy's depth was over, Shimizu Koji always gave her some unexpected situations.

"Sorry."

Shimizu Koji calmed down again, turned around and said sorry to Huiyuan Ai as if nothing had happened.

Huiyuan Ai's eyes scanned his face, especially his eyes, for a few times, and then nodded silently, and leaned towards the car door again without leaving a trace.

Seeing this, Shimizu Koji felt a little ashamed, but he also took the initiative to lean towards the other door. He wanted to try out his new skills.

The two-hour drive was too boring. He planned to lean against the door and pretend to sleep for a while, and then his soul would go ahead to see the situation.

He was not worried about any accidents. Not to mention that he had been in this world for so long, even when he died before, he never implicated others.

Moreover, when he set out tonight, he suddenly had a bad premonition. His intuition was always accurate.

So after discovering that he really mastered the ability of soul leaving the body, he planned to go ahead and take a look.

After getting into position, Shimizu Koji tightened his seat belt again under the strange eyes of Huiyuan Ai, and then leaned his head against the side of the door and pretended to fall asleep.

The soul left the body in an instant, and Shimizu Koji turned his head and looked at his body with stable breathing. This feeling of looking in the mirror was really incredible.

And in the soul state, it is almost impossible to connect with other people, if Shimizu Koji remembered correctly.

When the old man who knew magic explained to Jackie Chan, he said that people in the soul state can only communicate with others in two ways: dreaming and occupying a body without a soul.

Looking around the car, Shimizu Koji looked at the roof of the car, and as soon as he stretched his head, he leaned out of the car.

One part was inside the car, and the other part was outside the car, as if a skylight had been opened, but the next moment, Shimizu Koji continued to move his mind and left the car completely, floating in the air.

Looking along the road and the direction of the doctor's car, Shimizu Koji moved his mind, and in an instant his speed far exceeded that of Dr. Agasa's car.

If it weren't for the reaction, Shimizu Koji felt that in the soul state, he might really be able to travel 80,000 miles a day.

It took less than ten minutes for Shimizu Koji to arrive in Shizuoka. According to the place that Dr. Agasa and Conan said at the time, he soon found the home of Nanyang University professor Hirota Masami.

Looking at the house with the lights on quietly, Shimizu Koji's bad premonition became stronger.

With a frown, he passed through the roof, the wall, and several rooms. Finally, he found Hirota Masami in the study.

But at this time, Hirota Masami was lying on the ground with blood on his forehead, unconscious. As soon as Shimizu Koji stepped over the wall and looked at him, he saw a flash of light, and the old man's soul had dissipated in the world.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound, not light or heavy, was the sound of the bookshelf being knocked over and hitting Hirota Masami's body.

Shimizu Koji looked at the other person in the room at this time, a young man.

He was not afraid at all, with a serious face, and was arranging his murder method step by step.

While moving, he was still muttering.

Shimizu Koji frowned and supervised, his eyes gradually deepened.

"Don't blame me. Who told you, old man, to publish my ugly photos? I'm a rising star now."

"Damn old man, why didn't you return the photos to me honestly? Damn it!"

After Bai Cangyang had almost arranged the situation around the corpse, he straightened up, looked around, and smiled with satisfaction.

Now, there was only one step left.

"No one in the stupid Japanese police can see through my tricks. The death of you, a troublesome old man, will only end in an accident. Go with peace of mind."

Shirakura Yang sneered and glanced at the corpse on the ground, then turned around and took out a few boxes of tapes from another bookshelf behind him, ready to complete the last link of his secret room trick.

However, what Shirakura Yang did not notice was that as soon as he pulled out the tape from a box of disks, Hirota Masami on the ground behind him seemed to come alive again.

He crawled out from under the bookcase silently, then stood up slowly with blood all over his head, very horrifyingly, and stood behind him.

Just as Shirakura Yang was pulling out the tape, he suddenly felt his eyes flicker. Looking at the faint figure reflected on the glass of the bookcase, he couldn't help but pause, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

He turned back with a shocked look on his face, and just then, he was grabbed by the neck by 'Hirota Masami' and pressed against the bookcase.

Looking at the blood-stained white hair and expressionless face of Hirota Masami, who had come back from the dead, Shirakura Yang stared with wide eyes and struggled frantically to break free.

But no matter how he slapped and kicked, Hirota Masami's eyes were cold and his expression never changed. The hand holding his throat did not show any sign of loosening.

In less than two minutes, Shirakura Yang's face was red and purple, and he gradually stopped struggling. His feet drooped weakly, and he was deader than dead.

Letting go of his hand, letting Shirakura Yang's body slowly slide down the bookcase, Shimizu Koji did not look at him, and reopened the cabinet door where the disk was stored and began to search.

In a few minutes, he saw the disk with Miyano Akemi's name on it, reached out and took it out, looked around the room, and Shimizu Koji hid the disk in the corner on the other side of the bookshelf.

Finally, he let Hirota Masami's body fall in front of Shirakura Yang's body, and then he left the house.