Chapter 64: The Horror Legend of Minzhi Middle School

After leaving the police station, Kudo Yusaku rubbed his head with a headache.

"Dad, how is it?"

Conan went up to him, saw his expression, and asked hurriedly, "Is it really not possible?"

Kudo Yusaku nodded: "They left a diary, but did not agree to go to Minzhi Junior High School to investigate."

"Didn't they see what was written in the diary? It starts with saying take it as a challenge, and ends with saying it's going to be a big thing."

Conan waved his fist in the air, his expression sullen: "Su Beixun mentioned Minzhi Middle School many times. It is very likely that this place is related to the big thing he wants to do. Why don't you investigate it?"

At this moment, he missed the police officers he knew in Tokyo.

Just as Kudo Yusaku was about to say something to comfort him, a man in his 30s suddenly walked out of the police station and said, "There's nothing we can do. You can't produce any substantial evidence related to Meiji Junior High School. It's not in accordance with procedure to dispatch the police based on your statements alone."

He was wearing a Mickey-colored long windbreaker, a black baseball cap, a cigarette in his mouth, and his hands in his pockets.

"Besides, Su Beixun is already dead. No matter what he wants to do, it's impossible."

Conan didn't reply.

He thought the same before coming to Hokkaido, but in recent days, he felt inexplicably anxious.

Kudo Yusaku was a little surprised and asked, "Mr. Fujisai, what are you doing?"

The man reached out his hand and shook his, then put out the cigarette in his mouth and threw it into the trash can: "You guys need to go to Minzhi Middle School to investigate, add me in."

Facing the gazes of several people, he explained: "As a local police officer, I have been dealing with Su Beixun for more than five years. How could I not know how troublesome he is?"

"The police dispatch was not in accordance with procedures, but there was no problem if I joined privately."

Seeing that others wanted to talk, he tapped the watch on his wrist with his fingers: "It's getting late, let's talk on the way."

They got on the car one by one, and Ran Mouri held Conan to make room for Officer Fujisai.

The car started, and Kudo Yukiko had a hard time driving safely because there was a policeman sitting behind her.

"Hey, uncle!"

Conan couldn't wait: "Did anything happen in Minzhi Middle School before?"

Now that police officers have joined, it becomes much easier to obtain information. They know more about local cases than ordinary people.

"Of course."

Officer Fujisai snorted. He took out another cigarette and put it between his teeth, but did not light it out of consideration for the others. "These days, where hasn't someone died? There is at least one more murder case on my desk every day."

He glanced at Kudo Yusaku who was sitting in the passenger seat. "Although there are no detectives and I have to handle all the cases by myself, it's still a lot quieter here than in Tokyo where there are four or five cases a day."

"No, I'm not a detective."

Yusaku Kudo explained: "I am a detective novelist, that's all."

Officer Fujisai laughed and said, "You came all the way to Hokkaido just because you heard some news. What's the difference between your nosy curiosity and that of a detective?"

Like to mind other people's business?

Conan was embarrassed. It seemed like this police officer had some opinion about the detective?
"makes sense."

Kudo Yusaku didn't argue anymore, but agreed with him good-naturedly.

Seeing this, Officer Fujisai didn't know what to say and returned to the previous topic.

"Minzhi High School is a very ordinary high school with a mediocre admission rate and nothing special..."

"But, if I have to say there is something worth mentioning, it is the horror legend circulating in their school."

Mao Lilan was a little scared when she heard the word "horror legend": "A horror story like the seven wonders of school?"

In Japan, a country where everything is deified, ghost stories emerge in endlessly. To exaggerate a little, every school, from elementary school to university, has its own school legend.

She has heard a lot since she was a child.

[Chaotic music in the music room], [An extra step on the staircase], [Hanako in the toilet], [A mannequin walking around in the middle of the night]... Conan was very curious: "What is the campus legend of Minzhi Junior High School?"

"The confession box in the abandoned dormitory building."

Officer Fujisai said, "It is said that five years ago, a high school student applied for a club called the Confession Club, claiming that if there is something that you don't want others to know but is accumulating in your heart, you can come to the club to talk about it."

Yukiko Kudo, who was driving, stopped at a red light and took the time to ask, "Similar to the Roman Catholic confessional?"

Officer Fujisai nodded: "The difference is that when you confide, you don't have to talk about what you did wrong. As long as it's something you don't want others to know, it's fine."

"There was no priest or anyone else. He was just in a cleaned-up storage room, talking to himself, facing the wall."

Conan was amazed: "You can apply for a club with this? What's the difference between this and just talking to yourself somewhere?"

“So, this society was not approved.”

Officer Saito spread his hands and continued, "But the student didn't give up. He made a mailbox out of iron and placed it in the abandoned dormitory building of the school. He said that anyone could write anything in an envelope and drop it in here."

"The mailbox is a sealed structure, with only a small gap for letters to be put in, and there is no way to get the contents out."

"So gradually, most students became interested in it and showed great appreciation for it."

"They put some secrets that they want to tell but can't tell into it to gain spiritual comfort."

Conan scratched his head: "What happened next? So far, it's not even a horror legend."

Officer Fujisai took a deep breath and said, "But three years later, just when that student was about to graduate from school, he died."

"He died in an abandoned dormitory building, right next to the mailbox. His eyes were pierced by ice picks, he was naked, and the word "confess" was carved in English on his back."

Officer Fujisai looked unwilling: "We checked everyone in the school, but we couldn't identify the murderer at all. We couldn't even find out the motive for killing him."

"I don't know what he was doing in the abandoned dormitory building. I don't know who else was there besides him. There was no surveillance there, and there were no witnesses."

"In the end... it can only be put on hold indefinitely."

Conan didn't interrupt, he could see that Officer Fujisai had more to say.

Sure enough, after a pause, Officer Fujisai continued, "A year later, we received a report that a vagrant was found dead in his home."

"His hands were chopped off and the word confess was also carved on his back."

"In addition to this, there was an envelope stuck with a knife in his severed hand."

"It was a letter written by a girl from Minzhi School. It detailed her annoyance and pain of being blackmailed by gangsters. She also said that if she had the chance, she really hoped that God would take away his hands from robbing others."

Conan asked: "Was it that girl who did it?"

"At the time of the incident, she was travelling with her friends and had a clear alibi."

Officer Fujisai shook his head. “And according to her, the letter was put in the mailbox three months ago. She doesn’t know why it appeared at the murder scene.”

"then."

"We carefully investigated the mailbox and found that it was indeed impossible to take out the contents from the outside."

"We then used an electric saw to cut it open, but found that there were only a few letters left, out of the large number that should have been inside."

"We have no clue about this matter. We investigated for a month and ended up with nothing."

"...but after we left, another identical mailbox...was erected in an abandoned dormitory building."

"We came back to investigate again and found nothing."

"then……"

"Minzhi Middle School gradually became a legend..."

"As long as you put the injustice you have suffered into the mailbox, the soul of the deceased student will help you seek justice."

(End of this chapter)