Detective Conan Episode 377 Today

Suzuki’s face went pale. “Kid, you don’t know what you’re—”

He was thinking about the Kappa .

“No,” Conan said quietly. “It’s the living who do that.”

The smears were uneven. Some letters had bled more than others. That meant they were written after the page had gotten wet. Detective Conan Episode 377

Or rather, the man who had claimed to see one—and then vanished.

Conan ignored him. He knelt by the water and saw it: a second rope, frayed, leading deeper into the pond. Attached to it was a stone lantern—and tangled in the chain, a man’s glasses.

Conan slipped away from the window and retrieved the notebook from his backpack (a copy he’d convinced the local police to let him borrow). The handwriting had grown shakier with each line. The final page was smeared—water damage, the forensics said. But Conan noticed something else. Suzuki’s face went pale

By dawn, the confession came. Suzuki had been embezzling funds from the tourism board. Tono had discovered the truth and planned to expose him. The Kappa legend was just a convenient ghost story to hide a very human greed.

His car was found abandoned on the forest road. Inside: a voice recorder, its battery dead, and a notebook with one legible entry:

“The Kappa doesn’t take lives. It takes secrets.” “It’s the living who do that

Suzuki lunged—but Conan was faster. A dart from his watch. The detective slumped, and moments later, Kogoro’s voice boomed from the shadows (drawn by Ran, who had followed Conan).

Later that night, unable to sleep, Conan walked the short path to the pond. The moon was hidden. The water was black glass. And standing at the edge was a figure—tall, hunched, holding something that glinted.

The victim was a folklorist named Kenji Tono. He had been researching local yōkai legends, particularly the water imp known as the Kappa. Three nights ago, he had told his wife he was going to the pond to “record the truth.” He never came back.

Conan’s breath caught. His hand went to his watch.