Conan started from the chat group

Fake Mori Kogoro said in shock, "Ren Karasuma?"

"Not only the tableware, but also the door, floor, handrails, chess and playing cards in the living room are all specially made by him. In other words, this house was built by Karasuma The villa, no, it should be said that it was his previous villa."

Situ Xiu laughed, if they knew that Renye Karasuma might still be alive, and even created the black organization, I don't know if they would dare to come to this villa to play.

However, Situ Xiu felt that Renye Karasuma must be having a hard time now, because there were too many undercover agents in the black organization, which had attracted the attention of many forces.

"40 years ago, before the night of the storm, a horrific tragedy happened in this house. I believe all famous detectives should have noticed it when they stepped into this house. There was blood splatter everywhere."

Everyone listened carefully, Dashang Zhushan bit his thumb, doubts flashed in his eyes, and he fell into deep thought.

"That's right, the tragedy happened 40 years ago, the night when this house still retains its beauty."

"That night, there was a feast called Renye Karasuma Memorial Meeting in this mansion. It is said that it was held to commemorate Renye Karasuma who passed away at the age of 99. All the celebrities in the financial industry were invited to attend." .

"However, this is actually an auction. At the venue, Mr. Karasuma collected all kinds of valuable artworks for everyone to bid for. There are more than [-] items in the auction, so the entire auction is expected to be held for three days. ".

"However, on a stormy night on the second night, two men who were soaked in the rain came to this annex suddenly. The lips of the two men were so cold that they kept trembling and said that we were lost because of the storm. Let us stay until the storm is over."

"The organizer of the auction was originally reluctant to let them enter the house, but the two of them took out a pack of things for unknown reasons from their pockets and handed it to the organizer, which contained something like cigarettes. The organizer After smoking their cigarettes, I somehow changed my mind and invited the two of them into the annex.”

"After seeing this scene, other guests also accepted their items. It didn't take long for the annex to be filled with a strong smell of smoke."

Speaking of this, everyone's expressions became solemn, Kogoro Mouri frowned, "Could it be that the cigarette is marijuana?"

No one paid any attention to Mori Kogoro, and all listened carefully to the voice of the first dummy model.

"At the beginning, although the guests at the auction and some people were arguing endlessly because of these two sudden visitors, but after smoking that cigarette, the situation changed immediately. At this time, a man suddenly uttered a sound like he had seen a ghost. Scream like that, and then run around the house with the artwork you bid on."

"And there was a woman, who seemed to be begging someone to forgive her, she couldn't stop crying, and there was a man who excitedly took a pen and stabbed himself on the wrist. In the end, all the guests started to snatch the auction. artwork,

They even picked up the swords of the auction and hacked each other. The whole auction venue turned into a hell on earth. After this nightmarish night, it was said that there were eight dead people lying on the auction venue, together with a dozen people who had fallen into a coma. guests, and the two men disappeared without a trace with all the artwork."

eight dead

Situ Xiu feels that this is a conspiracy, a trap designed by the black organization Renye Karasuma. If this story is true, then the people who participated in the memorial service are all high-society rich men and politicians. Killing these eight thorns in the eye created this seemingly accidental incident.

Of course, the purpose was for the sake of the Black Organization. Perhaps these eight people were a great threat to the Black Organization, so they were killed under the guise of an auction.

Anyway, Karasuma Renye is dead in the eyes of the world, and no one will associate this incident with Karasuma Renye.

After listening to the fake Mori Kogoro, he wondered, "But such a serious case, why doesn't the public know about it?"

"Maybe it's because of his special status," Dashang Zhu Shandao said, "Among the guests invited that day, there may be celebrities in the political circle or their family members."

"So that's the case, in that kind of situation where you kill each other but you don't know who each other is, if these people are really present"

Qianjian Jiangdai was interrupted before he finished speaking, Baima Tan bluntly said, "So they feel that instead of letting this incident be exposed, it is better for them to conceal this incident, which is more beneficial to them."

"Hmph, maybe those two men had already thought of such a result." Motegi Haruki snorted coldly.

"Really, this old story is just an appetizer," Guntian Ikumi joked.

Seeing Conan's thoughtful face, Situ Xiu smiled slightly.

Don't know yet?

The boss of the black organization that made you smaller is called Renye Karasuma, and you have entered the house where he used to live.

This golden house that no one can imagine.

Aki Ishihara, the maid outside the door, came in with a teapot and poured tea for every sitting guest.

At this time, the dummy model made a sound again.

"Now, everyone should know why I chose this place, right? Because I want to invite all detectives, ladies and gentlemen, to reenact the tragedy of that year, to show that you saw treasures in this annex and you scrambled for them, The ugliness of killing each other."

Dashang Zhushan snorted coldly, "It's really boring".

"Yeah, how could he see us killing each other? I'm already preparing a helicopter to pick me up," Situ Xiu said with a smile.

Everyone was taken aback, Qianjian Jiangdai narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "Little friend, did you really call for a helicopter?"

"Hush" Situ Xiu hissed in a low voice, and said, "No, I just scare the owner here, make him come out to see us in a panic, and then kneel down and beg us to help him find the treasure, instead of using such boring methods."

Everyone was astonished and dumbfounded.

Are you here to be funny?

A child wants to scare adults, do we really think we adults are fools?

Zhu Shan, the gourmet detective, breathed a sigh of relief, and was almost bluffed by a child, thinking that if he said goodbye to this game, his efforts for so many years would be in vain, and the treasure would only be buried in the ground and become a legend.

The mannequin paused, then spoke again.

"However, looking for treasure in such a large villa is like finding a needle in a haystack, so I will give you a hint here."

"The two travelers in a hurry are looking up at the sky at night, the devil descends on the castle, the king absconds with his treasure, the princess tears down the Holy Grail and begs for forgiveness, the soldier kills himself with a sword, and the blood is everywhere."

After listening to the prompt from the dummy model, Xiaolan wondered, "Isn't this the story just now?"

However, the dummy model ignored Xiaolan's words and continued to perform by itself, "I have put a lot of effort into imitating the tragedy that happened in this house before I came up with this reminder. Is the contest of wits going on in it befitting?"

"Stupid, it takes two slaps to kill each other. Unfortunately, I have no interest at all. It's a waste of my time." Guntian Yumi sneered.

"It's impossible for you guys to get out of this game because you've been caught up in the magic I've cast, just like in the tragedy 40 years ago, when someone in you started shouting, this wisdom The competition has officially kicked off."

Seeing the dignified faces of everyone, Situ Xiu said with a smile, "You are a fool. If it were me, you would be like the robbers on TV, at least bring a few guns, find a few people, and threaten the people present to hunt for treasure, while your empty-mouthed threats , It’s just a joke, in this deep mountain, you blew up the only bridge that can get out, thinking you can trap us, are you here to make a joke?”

Everyone thought deeply, what they said was very reasonable, if they hadn't heard it with their own ears, it would be hard to imagine that it came from a child.

"Listen clearly, whoever finds the treasure, please go to the room in the central tower and enter the location of the treasure into the computer. I will keep my promise, give him half of the treasure, and tell him how to get out of here."

The sound fell.

There was silence in the room, and suddenly, Haruki Motegi stood up, his face twisted, and he put his hands on his neck, and let out a scream of "ah".

Not good, Conan thought secretly, as expected, there was still a murder, and there was poison in the food or the tableware.

Just when everyone thought Motegi Haruki would fall down, they saw Motegi Haruki's face returned to normal, and said with a smile, "I'm just kidding, I'm sorry, I'm quitting, just like the kid said, it's funny, and I'm sorry Scavenger hunts are not interesting at all."

"" Conan.

"But, but how are you going to get out of here?" Xiaolan was puzzled.

"Don't worry, the kid also said that it's just a bridge, and it's not impossible to go out. Besides, this is not a small island in the sea. If you go around the mountain a few times, if you're lucky, you should be saved."

Motegi Haruki left his seat, walked towards the door, and said, "Goodbye, detectives."