Conan: I've been linked to the tech tree system.

Damn it, how come he didn't notice those cameras were fake?

Not only in reasoning ability... but also in observation ability!

......

"morning."

Tohru Tono woke up to the sound of waves crashing against the rocks and greeted Heiji Hattori, who was already awake and sitting at the table.

"Good morning..." Hattori Heiji looked very tired, as if he hadn't slept well.

"...?" Tohru Tono was somewhat confused.

He glanced at the test questions beside Hattori Heiji and suddenly realized.

"You also stayed up all night to do that test?" Toru Tono was even more confused.

So you're the real Sherlock Holmes fan after all?

"I just couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd find something to do and take a look at this question..." Hattori Heiji grabbed the test paper on the table. The answer area was blank, filled with mocking words directed at him. "But after looking at it, I couldn't sleep even more... Can anyone really answer this kind of inhuman question?"

Tohru Tono leaned over and glanced at the question as well.

"When did Holmes and Professor Moriarty fall into the valley together? What was the exact date...?"

"Please write down all the passwords that appear in the dancing figures..."

Hattori Heiji read the words on the paper, his expression frantic.

"Only a genius who can memorize the Sherlock Holmes stories like history books could answer that, right?"

Tohru Tohru chuckled to himself, remembering that Conan was indeed such a remarkable person.

"Stop looking at that. This kind of fan-oriented stuff only tortures your brain." Tohru Tono reached out and pulled Heiji Hattori up. "Let's go have breakfast first."

......

Breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

The three lavish meals, served at different times, were enjoyed by everyone in the tour group.

The problem is that the hotel owner, who said he would come to grade everyone's papers yesterday, has yet to show up.

This naturally caused dissatisfaction among some people, who urged the boss's assistant to quickly call the hotel owner over.

"But my boss told me to keep entertaining everyone until the very end of dinner, until he comes over!"

The assistant, whose face was dotted with freckles, answered with difficulty.

Hattori Heiji sighed upon hearing this: "So we really shouldn't have come on this trip, right?"

Tohru Tono comforted him, "It's okay, the boss's absence doesn't necessarily mean he stood us up—on the bright side, maybe he died in an accident out there?"

"?"

A question mark slowly appeared above Hattori Heiji's head.

Are you poisonous?

......

By midnight, the hotel owner still hadn't appeared.

Everyone was tired and gradually went back to their rooms to sleep.

In the end, only Conan, who was unwilling to give up, Ran, who stayed behind to keep him company, and Tohru Tono, Heiji Hattori, and a few others at the same table were still waiting.

"...Wait a minute, the first person to leave will lose."

Beside them, Kento Toba, the handsome president of the university's mystery research club, dressed in a beige suit, comforted his girlfriend, who looked listless and was already somewhat tired.

Seeing that his girlfriend still looked listless, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more.

But out of the corner of my eye, my gaze inadvertently drifted to the window and I saw a car that was still moving.

Kento Toba swallowed back the words he was about to say, and instead asked, "What is that?"

His words drew everyone's attention to the window.

"It's the hotel owner driving." Toba Kento's eyes were sharp; even in the dim light, he could see that the person driving was the hotel owner.

The group of people, who had been waiting for so long they were practically bursting with boredom, all stood up and stood by the window, watching the car start up outside.

"The reasoning quiz is about to begin," Kento Toba remarked, hands in his pockets.

Instead of turning back to the hotel as everyone expected, the car slowly but steadily moved toward the edge of the cliff.

Seeing this, Hattori Heiji and Conan were dispelled by the chill emanating from their spines and quickly opened the window together, climbing out from the first floor.

The two men caught up with the car and frantically banged on the windows, hoping to attract the driver's attention.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain.

The off-road vehicle gradually accelerated during their pursuit, wobbling as it plunged off the cliff.

Flames, accompanied by thunderous explosions, shot straight up from the seaside below the cliffs, leaving those who had never expected such an outcome stunned.

......

The explosion woke up all the Sherlock Holmes fans who were supposed to be sleeping in the hotel room, and they all gathered outside the door to investigate.

Eyewitness Heiji Hattori solemnly recounted the events of the case. After listening, the Sherlock Holmes enthusiasts quickly determined that the case was a murder.

"...I think the innkeeper committed suicide because he couldn't bear to let you get that first edition of Sherlock Holmes, right?" Kogoro Mouri yawned, looking like he had just woken up, but still insisted on using the process of elimination for everyone.

As a result, he was quickly rebuffed by detective enthusiasts.

"In short," Kogoro Mouri said, one hand in his pocket, his suit collar rumpled and open, looking nothing like a famous detective, "his body is gone. We can only call the police now and wait for them to handle it."

"But our cell phones have all been confiscated."

"Ah, the phone must be in the boss's room!" The assistant jogged towards the villa.

......

Hattori Heiji nodded upon seeing this scene.

This uncle finally managed to say something sensible.

He pondered the final state of the off-road vehicle, walked to the tire tracks, bent down, and began searching for any possible clues.

"If the air conditioning were on, the case would have a major breakthrough," he muttered, carefully feeling around on the ground.

As soon as he turned around, "bang!" he bumped into Conan, who appeared out of nowhere.

"Ouch!" they both exclaimed at the same time.

"What are you doing?" Xiaolan asked, looking confused.

Hattori Heiji looked up angrily and explained the reason to Ran.

I'm here to solve a case, what's this kid doing... wait a minute?

Heiji Hattori suddenly remembered that during the diplomat case, he seemed to have bumped into Conan while searching for clues.

Is it a coincidence?

Chapter 46 is not a snow-covered mountain lodge (Please continue reading (>▽<))

After searching around outside without finding any clues, the group quickly returned to the inn.

Upon entering, I saw the hotel owner's assistant pacing anxiously.

"All my phones are broken!"

A bad feeling crept into their hearts, and everyone rushed into the boss's room. Sure enough, the worst had happened.

"That first edition is gone too!" The assistant stepped across the messy floor, looked at the open safe, and showed a panicked expression.

"The car in the garage has a hole in its gas tank—it can't be driven anymore," Hattori Heiji added, arriving late to deliver the final piece of bad news.

In a classic locked-room mystery, according to this script, at least one more person should die.

but......

Toru Tono pulled his satellite phone out of his pocket.

After experiencing the bandaged monster incident last time, wouldn't he have been prepared before coming to a place where there was obviously no signal?

He answered Inspector Megure's call with practiced ease.

"Huh? You didn't hand in your phone." Hattori Heiji was taken aback when he saw Tohno Toru holding up a phone to his ear, looking like he was calling the police.

"It was just a backup phone that was handed over," Toru Tohno casually replied to Heiji Hattori, then put his right index finger to his lips to signal him to be quiet, and directly reported the situation to Inspector Megure on the other end of the phone, "Hello? Is this Inspector Megure? I'm so sorry to bother you so late, but there's been a murder here..."

Having just dealt with one of his targets, Tono Kento was stunned as he watched Tono Toru skillfully call the police.

What happened to the snow-covered mountain lodge we were promised?

Give me another chance to perform!

......

[Ding, detective storyline system quest triggered: Holmes fan murder case]

Mission objective: Find the murderer of the hotel owner.

Mission completion reward: 200 Detective Points

Failure penalty: Forced to become a Sherlock Holmes fan.

What kind of punishment is this?

Tohru Tono was stunned by the system notification sound.

This feels like he's forcing a believer to convert... The problem is, he's not even a believer.

Toru Tono gained a deeper understanding of the system's perverse sense of humor.

"Hey... don't you feel like something's off with Conan?" Hattori Heiji leaned close to Tohru Tohno for the nth time, whispering to him, "I have this feeling he's not just pretending—he's genuinely a detective, searching for clues and then deducing from the inconsistencies he finds... it's like..."

“Just like Shinichi Kudo, right?” Toru Tono continued.

"Ah, right, it seems you understand what I mean." Hattori Heiji's eyes lit up.

No, I don't understand.