The unscientific detective in Conan

Chapter 273 Miss Su Fang, you don’t want to either...

Honami carried her long skirt upstairs, and Haihara Ai also lifted the hem of her skirt.

Under her leadership, Fujino came to a door next to the stairs on the second floor.

It was a huge white wooden door with exquisite carvings and some gray decorations.

"Minaho and I are going to help you get your luggage."

Honami bowed politely and said, "Before that, I would like to ask you two to wait for a while in Teacher Su Fang's mask collection room."

"Excuse me, Miss Honami."

Fujino replied politely, then opened the door and saw a magnificent room.

The room is located in the middle of the mansion and villa in the left and right structures. There are many glass display cabinets inside, and the surrounding walls are blocked by huge red curtains.

There are all kinds of weird masks on display in the display cabinets, and there are even Nuo dance masks that are required to be worn when performing ghost performances in China.

This old lady is not picky about food.

I even dare to collect this kind of mask.

Fujino felt speechless.

‘These masks should be expensive, right? ’

Haiyuan Aian began to look around, looking a little confused.

If you are an ordinary rich person, it would be nothing, but Su Fanghongzi, who is dedicated to charity, logically should not be so rich...

"Oh, Detective Fujino?"

At this time, a strange sound came.

Fujino turned his head and saw the people who had separated just now walked in from the door on the other side of the villa.

Katagiri Masaki and Matsudaira Mamoru looked a little surprised.

Nagara Haruka remained calm.

She walked around the exhibition stand and looked thoughtfully at the strange masks in the display case.

At this time, she had taken off her coat, revealing the purple dress underneath.

The collarbone, elbows, and waist are all decorated with golden patterns, making the already somewhat mysterious temperament even more intense.

It feels like Fujino is the witch Koizumi Anko...

Well, it's a bit of a middle-of-the-road thing.

But it seems that the witches in Ke Xue's world all have this style.

After retracting his thoughts, Fujino stepped forward and asked Haruka Nagara, "Miss Nagara, the bad premonition you just mentioned could be due to these masks, right?"

"Although these masks have an evil aura... they shouldn't be."

Nagara Haruka shook her head and said solemnly, "Compared to these masks, the evil aura behind those curtains is even stronger than these masks."

"An evil aura?"

Haihara Ai followed Fujino, and when he heard this, he cast his eyes curiously at the surrounding red curtains.

Fujino was thoughtful. After all, in his memory, behind the red curtain was another Xiao Hei's murder weapon, two hundred cursed masks...

The fortune teller guessed it right again.

"Welcome to my humble home."

At this time, Su Fanghongzi walked into the collection room.

She was smiling and wearing the same outfit as before.

Behind her was her current assistant, Inada Kazuyo.

"Excuse me, are these all masks in your collection?"

Nagara Haruka turned her head and asked curiously.

"Well, I have collected these masks over the years. What do you think?"

When Su Fanghongzi talked about the masks she collected, the smile on her face became even brighter.

"Forehead……"

Everyone present didn't know how to answer for a moment, and some were speechless.

After all, this hobby of collecting horror masks...

It is indeed a bit niche.

"Miss Su Fang, what is behind those curtains?"

At this time, Nagara Haruka suddenly asked: "Is it also a mask?"

"That's right, those are my most satisfying collections..."

As she spoke, Su Fanghongzi walked to the display cabinet aside and pressed a button, "The legendary two hundred masks were made by the Spanish sculptor Xiaoblu Guntilas before his death."

Everyone looked back and saw that the red curtains on both sides of the room were suddenly opened by a mechanism.

Behind the curtain are rows of wooden shelves, with two hundred masks of the same style placed on them. The white masks have a weird smile carved on their face, which looks a bit scary.

"Xiao Bulu..."

Nagara Haruka suddenly remembered something, "Is it a cursed mask?"

"Cursed mask?!"

Everyone present was stunned when they heard this. They recalled the way Nagara Haruka pretended to be a ghost just now, and couldn't help but feel chills running down their spines.

"Xiao Bulu is a tragic sculptor. Although he has outstanding talents, he was framed by his own brothers... His status, reputation, and property were all taken away."

Seeing everyone's reaction, Su Fanghongzi introduced her collection with some pride, "After that, Xiaobulu became extremely distrustful of humans. He locked himself in a room and made masks, as if he was possessed by something. He continued to carve masks without rest, until he committed suicide after finishing the two hundredth mask... The masks scattered next to the corpse were covered in blood, as if the blood had been sucked dry by the mask."

"After that, Xiaoblu restored his reputation, and these masks also became expensive collections, passing through the hands of many people..."

Nagara Haruka looked around at the white masks around her, "But most of those who get these masks will not die well...most of them will die in accidents."

"Curse Mask..."

Fujino took a look at the masks displayed around the room, and his chin dropped.

Although it was Xiao Hei who was about to take action, he was indeed about to die.

In a way, these masks are indeed a bit sinister.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, neither jewelers nor bankers are actually good birds.

The fact that they were killed was probably a matter of probability.

It's just that he happened to get the mask and attracted attention.

Thinking of this, Fujino asked Su Fang Hongzi with a hint of meaning: "But Miss Su Fang, one mask is so powerful. If you collect all these two hundred masks, you won't be afraid of being cursed." Cause death?"

"Haha, Detective Fujino can rest assured. Since I dare to collect these masks, I will definitely have insurance..."

Su Fanghongzi chuckled, thinking that Fujino was caring about her, "Actually, after getting these masks, I asked a powerful psychic to seal them all. The structure of this villa, It is prepared to seal these masks.”

"So this is ah……"

Fujino smiled in agreement.

He might still believe in fortune tellers, magicians, etc.

As for the psychic...

Do you really think this is a corpse collector?

Well, this silly old lady must have been deceived by a magician.

"Touya, why are you here so late today?"

At this time, Su Fanghongzi suddenly said hello.

Fujino looked back and saw a golden retriever walking in with a letter in his hand: "I'm currently touring across the country... Please forgive me if I'm a little late..."

He recognized who this golden retriever was at a glance. It was another Xiao Hei, the son of the female assistant who was killed that year, Touya Aikawa.

"By the way, Teacher Su Fang, our detective agency received a strange letter, which is for you."

Aikawa Touya took a letter and handed it to Su Fanghongzi, "There is no name of the sender on it, and the handwriting is very suspicious."

"Another letter like this..."

Su Fanghongzi opened the envelope, took a look at the contents, and said resentfully: "Who is playing a prank?"

"Miss Su Fang, do you need my help in investigating?"

Hearing this, Fujino turned to Su Fanghongzi and asked.

"This won't bother Detective Fujino... Ever since I decided to hold a charity gala, I've been receiving such threatening letters one after another, so you don't need to pay attention at all."

Su Fanghongzi smiled, very satisfied with Fujino's reaction.

Well, another silly boy was fooled by her hypocritical mask.

I have to say, she is really a talented actress...

"Is that so?"

Fujino really felt a little regretful. After all, people were about to die. Now to accept the commission, all he had to do was ask for money in advance, and that would be a net profit.

…………

After a lively dinner, it was already very late and gradually entered the night.

Fine snow is gradually rising in the sky, and the brightly lit villa looks particularly eye-catching in the dark deep forest on the outskirts.

Just after dinner, Fujino was called to the living room on the third floor on the west side by Su Fanghongzi alone.

The decoration in the living room is extremely gorgeous.

Fujino sat on the single sofa, his eyes swaying slightly, he turned on the recording function of the vision enhancement eyes, and looked around.

And Su Fanghongzi sat elegantly on an expensive sofa, holding a red wine glass, and said to Fujino: "Detective Fujino, I would like to ask you to help investigate a matter."

"Entrust me to investigate a matter?"

Fujino raised his head and glanced at Su Fanghongzi: "What is it? Can you tell me?"

"Is such that……"

Su Fanghongzi took a sip of red wine, as if to cover up her guilty conscience: "If possible, I would like to ask you to investigate the traffic accident that caused the death of Mr. Katagiri and his wife."

"Mrs. Katagiri's traffic accident?"

Fujino's eyes narrowed slightly, but she knew in her heart that she wanted to investigate the cause of the traffic accident.

At the dinner table just now, Katagiri Masaki mentioned his wife who died in a car accident twenty years ago.

Su Fanghongzi was stunned when she heard keywords such as car accident twenty years ago.

He recalled the woman he killed with his car twenty years ago.

The reason why she wanted to entrust Fujino to investigate this matter was to confirm whether the person she killed was Masaki Katagiri's wife.

If that's the case, it's such a coincidence...

It seems that this old lady wearing a hypocritical mask also knows that she has a guilty conscience.

If that's the case, then he won't be polite.

There is no need for such people to observe professional ethics.

Straight up blackmail... unique talent.

Thinking of this, Fujino took a deep breath and leaned on the backrest, looking a little embarrassed: "If it was the accident that happened to Mr. Katagiri's wife twenty years ago, it would be a little difficult... After all, twenty years ago, things have already changed." Right and wrong, there are no useful clues.”

"Is that so?"

Su Fanghongzi's eyes froze when she heard this, and she pretended to be disappointed, "That's really a pity..."

But in her heart, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The famous detective in front of me couldn't do it, and naturally no one else could do it either.

If this was the case, she would be able to sit back and relax about the accident that year.

This was what she was thinking in her heart, but Fujino's next words pushed her to the bottom:

"Although it is difficult, for me, it is just a little troublesome..."

Fujino pretended to think, and then said in a deep voice: "I have unique insights into investigating events so many years ago, but the commission fee may be more than four million yen, and it needs to be paid first."

After a pause, Fujino then said meaningfully to her: "Miss Su Fang, you don't...ahem."

I almost showed off my old skills.

It would be bad if things were revealed.

Fujino coughed lightly and continued: "Miss Su Fang, can you understand what I mean?"

"Four million yen..."

Su Fanghongzi was stunned when she heard this, feeling that there was something in this detective boy's words.

Four million yen, which is the same as the endorsement fee that was not paid before.

Could it be...that the detective discovered something?

Or do you mean to investigate everything clearly?

Now...

Could he be blackmailing her?

Thinking of this, Su Fanghongzi suddenly felt a cold sweat break out on her back.

But then I thought about it, since the other party was a detective, she was still too naive if she wanted to get away with it.

But I really didn’t expect this famous detective to be kind and selfless on the surface.

It looks like this behind the scenes.

Su Fanghongzi sneered in her heart.

Sure enough, people are all hypocritical creatures wearing masks.

Thinking of this, although her face was still a little gloomy, she still nodded in agreement: "In that case, I will ask Inada to pay the commission fee later. I hope Detective Fujino can investigate the truth of the matter as soon as possible... Keep it confidential."

"When working for clients, of course you must keep it confidential."

Fujino also nodded, looking professional, squinting his eyes slightly with a sly smile on his face.

"Then I'll leave it to Detective Fujino."

Su Fanghongzi's expression did not change.

She naturally knew that the other party was blackmailing her, but she didn't say it explicitly.

But now that the other party actually agrees to use money to solve the problem, it means that a community of interests has been reached...

If she is exposed, the other party will not be much better.

Maybe we can continue to cooperate and share the spoils in the future...

——But how did she know that after tonight, there would be no future...

"Today is a good day~ah, a good day~"

Fujino hummed a little tune, received four million yen, and looked at himself [12.68 million] in a particularly happy mood.

Although he deserves the four million, in fact, no matter what, he can't get it, it's just a blank check.

Now that you have it, it’s real money.

In short, it’s a great profit!

I'll kill someone later and earn another million where I am.

He came to the window of the living room where everyone was resting, and looked at the falling snow outside the window. He narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: "It's snowing, it's a good day to kill people..."

"What makes you so happy?"

At this time, a cold and slightly soft voice came from behind.

Fujino turned around and saw Haihara Ai, wearing a black loli skirt, slowly walking over and asking curiously.

"Nothing...I just encountered some happy things."

Fujino chuckled, lowered his head and explained in a low voice: "I just took a big order."

Well, you don’t have to do anything, just get four million for free.

"Big order?"

Huihara Ai didn't ask any further questions.

Because she knew that even if she asked, Fujino would not say anything out of detective ethics.

She thought for a while, then leaned into Fujino's ear and whispered: "I feel that there is something wrong with that Su Fang Hongzi..."