Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"It seems that the dice have been thrown," the dummy sitting upright continued to speak, "In order to repay Detective Da Shang for sacrificing his life to make this game start, please try your best to find the treasure!"

"Bastard! Stop joking!!"

Motegi Haruhito was furious, and lifted the collar of the dummy, but the dummy's head fell to the ground directly connected to a single player, and continued to speak: "While everyone is still alive..."

"Tape?" Motegi Haruki held the lower body of the dummy, looking shocked.

"It seems that the timer is still on." Qianjian Yudai picked up the radio and checked it.

"Should have set the playing time in advance..."

"Damn it, what kind of tricks is that guy playing?!" Uncle Mao Li said angrily, "How could the timing just be right?"

"Here," the maid said weakly at the side. "The master has pre-arranged the serving time, from appetizer, soup, main course to after-dinner tea, everything has been arranged..."

...

In the monitoring room of the annex at dusk, Gao Cheng silently floated in front of the monitoring screen.

Dashang himself, who set up the plot, died, and it was not a fake death. If the other side of the monitoring did not play him, things would be a little bit more serious...

There are two possibilities, one is that Da Shang was accidentally tricked by a certain detective and killed himself, and the other is that the murderer's target was Da Shang from the beginning.

The latter is much more cystic...

Gao Cheng's eyes sank, seeing everyone leaving the restaurant to check the situation outside, leaving the monitoring room and entering the restaurant quietly.

Dashang's corpse was laid flat on the ground, his eyes widened, his face was ferocious, and there was a faint hint of disbelief.

Just like Tan Baima's judgment, his heartbeat and breathing stopped completely, and he was undoubtedly poisoned...

But how did the murderer do it?

Among the people present, only Da Shang was poisoned, and Da Shang was poisoned in front of so many detectives. Not only did he hide it from everyone's eyes, but he was able to clearly know the time of Da Shang's death.

The black tea that Osama drank was also inspected by Chigen Yudai and Gunida Ikumi one after another.

No toxic reactions were found.

As for the tableware and teacups, they were changed by lottery beforehand, so no matter what they did, it was impossible to hide it from Kidd...

Gao Cheng looked around the scene of the restaurant, with a wry smile on his lips.

These detectives are really handy when they switch careers and become criminals...

Return to the monitoring room and observe the video over and over again.

According to the current situation, it is very likely that Dashang capsized in the gutter and was killed by another insider, and the person Dashang has not introduced to him is among the invited detectives.

After Xiao Ai found out the situation outside, he should think of a way to call the police, but it would only be tomorrow when the police sent a helicopter to rescue him. Before that, he had to find out the murderer as soon as possible and end this farce.

After all, if the police investigate, the only one who will suffer is the real owner of the Twilight Mansion.

"Ok?"

Gao Cheng slowed down the scene before and after Dashang's death, and noticed that Dashang bit his right thumbnail in confusion for some unknown reason before the accident.

Speaking of which, just now he did see traces of biting on Da Shang's nails.

The murderer seems to have said something in the tape to induce Dashang to bite his nails and think, and let Dashang's thumb be exposed to the poison in advance, which is exactly the same as the poisoning incident of Feitian Financial President in the past.

In other words, the murderer was the one who knew that Osami had the habit of biting his nails when he was thinking, and he set up this trap together with Osami... There is no doubt that the culprit was another detective who was with Osami.

Gao Cheng's eyes tightened.

It was Dashang who signed the agreement with him, and now he owns the ownership of the Twilight Villa. Even if the murderer finds the treasure in the end, it will be useless. What does this guy want?

Are you going to grab it straight away?

...

At the back door of the annex at dusk, the detectives gathered around the only car. All the cars in the front yard were burned down. Only the maid was ordered to park the car at the back door in advance and escaped the disaster.

The old lady Chigen Daidai took the lead in driving, and went to the bombed wooden bridge with Uncle Mori and Motegi Haruki to check the situation, and the rest of the people stayed in the villa and waited.

"Everyone, let's go into the house first."

Qiangtian Yumei yelled at Xiaolan, and returned to the annex as if nothing had happened, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised and her arms around her, becoming very interested in the villa in front of her.

Not for the illusory treasures, but for the deep mystery shrouded in this villa...

As the night was getting darker, Guntian Yumei walked into the piano room alone, saw the piano placed in the empty room, and noticed the faint old blood on the piano cover while looking around.

"There are also..."

I sprayed the luminol solution on the cover, and sure enough, there was a reaction. After turning off the light, several rows of blood characters emitted fluorescence under the chemical reaction and appeared clearly.

"this is……"

"I will be killed by Karasuma... I have mastered the last trump card to decipher the code..."

Guntian Yumei shrank her eyes slightly, and suddenly felt a cold wind blowing in the room, as if someone was blowing cold air on her back and neck in the darkness, but she turned around and found nothing.

"Snapped!"

Guntian Yumi turned on the light switch again, looked at the empty piano room, turned and left with a puzzled face: "Strange, is there really a ghost... How is it possible?"

Gao Cheng floated beside him without making a sound.

The murderer should not be Guntian Ikumi, and of course it can't be Hakuba Detective and Uncle Mori. The only ones left are Sengen Taiyo and Motegi Haruki who drove away.

It wasn't a mistake that the murderer deliberately left the car behind the back door. The reason why he asked the maid to park the car by the back door beforehand must have some purpose...

Why even drive to see the bombed wooden bridge?

In the early hours of the morning, Uncle Mori and Haruka Motegi returned late, and the descendants of Qianjian who were together disappeared.

"What? Grandma Qianjian was killed?!"

In the lobby of the annex, Gunida Ikumi exclaimed.

"Well," Mogi Haruki nodded and said, "The car seems to have been tampered with, as long as the headlights are adjusted, it will explode immediately."

Uncle Mao Li followed in a deep voice: "Anyway, we can't just sit here and wait for death. Why don't we go and look for it separately to see if there is anyone else in this annex besides us..."

"Speaking of this," Guntian Yumi hesitated, "I also feel that someone is watching us, like a ghost..."

"Right?" Xiaolan became nervous again, "Miss Qiangtian also feels this way! Could it be that the people who were killed here in the past turned into ghosts?"

"Don't look for it, there are no ghosts here."

Putting on a raincoat, Gao Cheng walked out of the darkness, and under the astonished gaze of the crowd, he said, "Detective Qianjian was not killed, right? The other host who hid in the surveillance room..."

"You are?!"

Conan paused for a moment, and looked at the mysterious man who suddenly appeared along with everyone in surprise. Although his face was not clearly visible under the raincoat hat, this familiar voice...

"I am the real master here." Gao Cheng slowly lifted the raincoat hat.