Great Swordsman Ke Xue

It was ten o'clock in the evening, two hours had passed since the death in the restaurant.

The body of Okami Zhushan was still displayed in the restaurant. It was not that everyone was cold-blooded and did not intend to collect his body, but before the police came and found the mastermind, everyone thought it was better not to move it.

At this time, after a brief discussion on the investigation of Okami Zhushan's death, everyone went back to their rooms and planned to meet in the lounge after a short rest.

After all, no one can guarantee that murders will not happen again. In such a situation, experienced detectives will naturally make the simplest, direct and effective judgment and choice, that is, stay together honestly, so that no matter whether it is insiders or outsiders, they can't do anything to them.

At the door of a room on the second floor, Maori Kogoro, who was transformed by Kaito, looked at Conan, the stinky boy, pulling Shimizu Koji to the stairs on the side, gnashing his teeth and wishing to go up and give Conan a red envelope.

He also wanted to talk to Shimizu Koji. Shimizu Koji's powerful strength alone could kill the competition. No matter who the opponent was, it was impossible for them to do anything under Shimizu Koji's nose.

But unfortunately, Conan directly occupied Shimizu Koji, which made Kaito stare blankly.

"Hey, Shimizu, did you find anything? Before?"

"Oh, are you so sure that I have found anything? I thought you would ask about the gourmet detective."

Conan's face froze for a moment, and he coughed lightly, "Of course this is included."

In fact, if possible, Conan didn't really want to talk to Shimizu Koji about this, but there were too many people just now, and Xiaolan was afraid and hugged him tightly in her arms, so he didn't have the opportunity to touch the corpse, and he couldn't eavesdrop on the discussions of those detectives.

And now, it is impossible for him to ask Maori Kogoro, who might punch him at any time, for information. In desperation, he had to find Shimizu Koji.

"I found that there was, but I saw the robot a little earlier than you did. As for Ogami Zhushan, you should have guessed it. He died of poisoning. Then, the person who poisoned him was probably someone in the villa. That is, if there is no one else here except us and the maid, then it is us in the detective room."

Shimizu Koji paused and continued: "In fact, the target range is also very small. In addition to us and the dead Ogami Zhushan, there are only those four people left. Observe carefully. I believe in your ability."

"Eh?! Shimizu, don't you plan to investigate?" Conan was stunned and looked up suddenly.

"Well, unless that guy intends to attack me, I still prefer to have a good sleep. Of course, I will also ensure your safety."

Conan's face darkened, and he wanted to complain, but he couldn't say it. Shimizu Koji has always had this casual attitude towards cases, but sometimes Shimizu Koji only needs to move his fingers and move his lips to solve the case directly. When he thought of those situations, he was even a little hit and couldn't muster up the fighting spirit.

However, if Shimizu Koji does not plan to participate this time, in a sense, it is a good thing. At least, he may have room to play!

After sending Conan away, Shimizu Koji stood at the stairs, holding the handrail of the stairs, looking down, and then looking at the window next to him. He sighed leisurely, took out his mobile phone, and put it back in his pocket.

In fact, when he found out that the villa was made of gold, he planned to call Belmode to have a chat. After all, he didn't think much about it at first, but after careful observation and calculation, it was a villa made of gold.

Of course, it is impossible to be made entirely of gold, but at least 50% is, and the value of this 50% can even be as much as 100 billion, and it is US dollars!

This is simply exaggerated. God knows how Karasuma Renya got these golds that are comparable to the strategic reserve level of a superpower. Shimizu Koji must talk to Vermouth. He now even seriously suspects that the reason why the organization lacks funds and has to be self-sufficient is because Karasuma Renya has invested all his belongings in this annex.

Compared with this annex, the organization is just like a brick that has been removed, insignificant.

Such a huge wealth can completely create a wealthy consortium out of thin air. Shimizu Koji does not believe that Karasuma Renya will just abandon it and leave it alone.

But the fact is just like this.

Maybe there is something unspeakable, such as the equally huge and terrifying resentment

"Ah!!!!"

Xiaolan screamed, and Shimizu Koji could hear it now without even distinguishing it.

The sound came from the other side, and Xiaolan seemed to have gone to the bathroom or the restaurant just now?

Without time to think, Shimizu Koji rushed to the direction of the sound, and Conan and Kaito also rushed out of the room and followed him.

Xiaolan went to the kitchen. Because of what happened in the restaurant just now, she certainly had no appetite. Not only her, but others didn't eat much because they were also afraid of poisoning.

So Xiaolan thought about going to the kitchen to prepare some snacks again, but she didn't expect that as soon as she opened the kitchen door

"Hiss——!"

The first person to rush to Xiaolan was Hakuba Tan, and when this nobleman saw the situation in the kitchen, he couldn't help but gasp. Then, Gunda Yumi, who came and helped Xiaolan up from the ground, looked at the kitchen, and her pupils suddenly shrank, and she subconsciously took two steps back.

"Sister Xiaolan?!"

"Xiaolan, are you okay?!"

"Dad, Conan, I, I'm fine, look over there"

Xiaolan stretched out her hand tremblingly and pointed to the kitchen, and Conan, Kaito and Shimizu Koji, who had just arrived, followed her finger and looked in the direction of the kitchen.

"Hiss——"

The kitchen is not as big and spacious as the restaurant. Looking from the door, you can see the situation inside. At a glance, apart from the bright red bloodstains, there is only the body that is almost unrecognizable and stained with blood.

"Mr. Mogi."

A kitchen knife was stuck in Mogi Harufu's neck, his hair was messy like dry weeds, his body was covered with blood and scars, and his gorgeous suit was now tattered, looking like he had been through a fierce fight.

However, what was concerning was that he had two hands, one hand tightly holding the kitchen knife on his neck, and the other hand holding another shiny knife.

"What's going on?!"

Hakuba Tan no longer had the calmness he had at the beginning, and Kaito, who followed in to check the situation, also had his eyelids twitching, swallowed his saliva subconsciously, and turned his head to prepare to bring in reinforcements.

Because, according to his experience, the scars on Mogi Harufu's body were most likely caused by himself!