Conan: Another Famous Detective

Motegi Harushi checked Hakuba Tan who fell to the ground, then stood up and said with an ugly face: "It's hopeless. He was shot through the chest and died on the spot."

"Damn it! Who did this!" Mouri Kogoro glanced around sharply.

"Huh? There seems to be someone in the stairwell!" He suddenly shouted, and then rushed to the nearby stairs without any explanation.

After running for a while, he came to the stairwell and opened a door there.

He quickly glanced around, and the first thing he noticed was a computer in the center of the room.

"Is this... the room where the treasure location is entered?" Mouri Kogoro thought to himself, his eyes continuing to wander.

The next moment, his eyes froze.

"Miss Gunda?" Mouri Kogoro's eyes widened.

On the ground not far from the door, I saw Ikumi Gunda lying on the ground with blood pouring from the corner of her mouth, her eyes glaring.

"Look..." Motegi Harushi's voice sounded behind Mouri Kogoro.

He turned his head and saw Motegi Harushi twisting the door handle on the inside of the door: "This handle has been specially designed. Once it is twisted from the inside..."

Snap!

A short needle suddenly popped out from the upper part of the knob.

"Once someone enters the location of the treasure on the computer and then comes back to twist the doorknob, he or she will be pricked with a short needle. Judging from Gunda's reaction, this short needle is likely to be highly poisonous."

"Damn it! Who is this murderer!" Mouri Kogoro asked in confusion.

At this moment, the door was opened again, and a figure walked in quickly.

"Hanomiya boy?" Mouri Kogoro said in surprise.

The person coming is none other than Yu Gongming!

Yu Gongming glanced at the two of them, with a solemn expression on his face: "I heard the gunshots and chased them all the way. What on earth did I do..."

boom!

"Well--"

Akira Hanomiya suddenly covered his chest and looked at Motegi Haruhi in disbelief.

And Motegi Harushi had an extra pistol in his hand at some point!

Yu Gongming's lips moved, but no words came out. In the end, his body slumped against the door unwillingly and became silent.

"Asshole! What are you doing?" Mouri Kogoro was shocked.

Motegi Harushi sneered: "Humph! Don't you understand? Now Ogami, Senma, Hakuba, and Gunda are all dead, especially when Hakuba died, you and I are together, and we won't be the ones to do it. .”

"So, the only one who can take action is Yumiya, who has never appeared."

"But Hakuba may also be Ms. Gunda..." Mouri Kogoro immediately raised an objection, but...

boom!

Motegi Harushi pulled the trigger again!

Mouri Kogoro screamed and covered his chest with his right hand.

"You..." He pointed at Motegi Harushi with his other hand tremblingly, and finally fell to the ground.

Motegi Harushi chuckled: "Idiot, I was lying to you. I want the treasure, but I don't want what happened here to spread, so... I'm sorry."

Motegi Harushi took back his pistol, leisurely lit a cigarette for himself, and murmured to himself:

"Next, just crack the password and enter it into the computer... ugh!"

Halfway through, he suddenly showed a look of pain, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground.

He covered his neck and subconsciously held onto the table next to him.

But soon, he didn't even have the strength to hold on to the table.

He swayed from side to side like a drunkard, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

At this moment, the entire villa seemed to have been completely swallowed up by death.

…………

Somewhere in the annex, there was a dark room.

This room is filled with surveillance equipment. Monitoring screens light up one after another, and each screen has a picture of a certain part of the mansion.

Countless screens almost covered the entire mansion under surveillance.

At this time, a figure was sitting in front of the monitoring screen.

The scene in the stairwell was currently being projected on the screen facing the figure.

Looking at the three detectives who fell to the ground, the mysterious figure leaned back in his chair, covered his face and sighed: "I didn't expect that after looking for so many detectives, I still couldn't solve the code."

While the figure was feeling annoyed, the screen in front of him suddenly turned black.

When the figure saw this, he leaned forward suddenly and his face changed slightly: "What's going on? The screen of the video recorder is..."

At this time, there was a sound behind the figure.

The figure suddenly turned around!

I saw text appearing one after another on a computer behind me.

"Someone is typing into the computer..." The figure was shocked: "How is that possible? All the detectives I found should be dead."

After a while, the complete content appeared on the computer.

[I have solved the secret code of the treasure, but I want to tell you personally. Please come to the restaurant right now. I am the eighth detective]

"The eighth detective?" The figure looked at the contents on the computer, his expression changed for a while, then he immediately got up and ran towards the restaurant.

"Who is the eighth detective...? Who came here without me knowing?"

The figure's thoughts were spinning in her mind, and she arrived at the door of the restaurant unknowingly.

After hesitating for a while, the figure opened the door of the restaurant.

A childish voice came into the figure's ears:

"Normally, except for people who want to commit suicide, no one is stupid enough to get into a car that they know has a bomb installed. Of course, there are exceptions."

A seven-year-old boy wearing football shoes slowly walked into the figure's sight.

The little boy looked at the figure and smiled: "For example, using explosions to create a cover-up that he is dead."

"In this way, we can hide in the dark and monitor our every move."

The little boy raised his head slightly and met the figure's shocked gaze: "Am I right? Detective Qianjian."

Yes, that figure is none other than Senjian Ryodai who should have been [killed] by the explosion!

Conan looked at the old detective and said calmly: "I think you jumped out of the car one second before the explosion."

"You took advantage of Uncle Maoli and the others' attention to be attracted by the car, and secretly hid somewhere. After you saw the car falling off the cliff, you secretly returned to the annex to monitor our actions."

Senjian Yoyo stared at Conan, rolled his eyes, and then smiled: "Little brother, what are you talking about? I just happened to find the bomb one second before it exploded, and I escaped by chance."

"I just walked back to the annex. Besides, don't we decide who gets on the bus by tossing a coin? How can I guarantee that I will be on the bus?"

Conan still had a confident expression: "This is just the most basic deception."

"After you get the coin, just hide the coin face up on the back of your hand, then secretly take out another coin and throw it into the air."

"After that, you pretend to cover the fallen coins and then show the coin with the flower side up. As for the other coin, just let it fall to the ground."

"That way, no matter how many times you throw it, the result won't change."

"Before, you used a ten-yuan coin to test Mr. Ogami's black tea. It couldn't be easier to complete this trick."

There was a hint of joking in the smile on Conan's lips: "How about it? The phantom that God abandoned."