Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

The professor slapped his head and said, "I was wondering why the other me was so angry today. It turns out it's because you two took away all the meat products."

"Well, there was indeed a lizard in the supervisor's dining area at the time, as well as Mrs. Mary and Miss Michiko. They were having afternoon tea, and we didn't want to disturb them, so we didn't bring any dessert." The forward rubbed his hands, looking like he was not full yet.

The composer frowned at the two of them. "Are you the reincarnations of starving ghosts? Forget about William, he has several matches to play today. And Naib, you're locked up in a small dark room. Why are you still eating so much?"

"We have a joint competition tonight. Do you dare to say that you won't be caught first and then double-teamed when you go to the joint competition?"

The mercenary's words successfully shut the composer up. He was really afraid of being double-teamed. If he was double-teamed at the beginning, he might fall to the ground before the tuning fork's extremely long CD was finished.

"Stop, since we want to investigate the truth, shouldn't we inspect the scene first?" The Air Force waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

The undertaker was brought before the crowd by the postman, who showed them a small note with the words: "Let the professionals do it."

The crowd quickly made way for the undertaker to reach the Prophet's body. In order not to disturb the scene, the undertaker first checked the body for any obvious injuries.

"There are strange marks on the neck that don't look like they were caused by a rope, but that's not the cause of death..."

"He was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his face was blue. Hmm... The gloves still had a lingering smell of tea and honey, along with a faint floral scent."

The gardener was shocked: "Oh, could it be poisoned?"

"It seems that you, Vera, are the most suspicious. Could it be that you are holding a grudge against Eli for the way he treated you before, so you added poisonous perfume to Eli's tea and poisoned him to death?" The lawyer cast a suspicious look at the perfumer.

The perfumer retorted expressionlessly, "Hmph, I'm not some Breaking Bad guy. Besides, someone who's lived in the manor for a long time should know where to get some poisonous flowers and herbs. Don't tell me you don't know where those belladonna in the garden are."

"Well, how could Vera use perfume to harm someone? Only some wicked noble could do that. (Mellodi: A-choo!)" the dancer defended the perfumer. "Besides, tea fragrance and honey, I remember these two things appearing at Wendy and Lady Pliny's tea party."

The entomologist did not refute this, but raised a new question: "I did add honey to my tea, but did you not notice a detail?"

"The deceased is Eli Clark, but so far we have not found the whereabouts of Brodevi," the meteorologist added.

"Yes, Brodevi was inseparable from Eli. Now that Eli has been murdered, she is nowhere to be found. Could it be that Brodevi was also murdered?" The savage looked around and even began to call his wild boar companions to start looking for Brodevi's whereabouts.

In the end, the few people only found a few owl feathers under the table in the hall.

"There's absolutely no decisive clue." The batsman rested his chin on his hands and complained while sitting at the table.

"This is a bit troubling. If it was Riley who died, that would be a bit of an explanation." The lawyer's gaze fixed on the philanthropist as he spoke. "But, it was Eli who died. With his physique, even a woman like Miss Woods could easily have knocked him down. Of course, I'm not saying Miss Woods is a suspect. I'm saying that there are many people who can subdue Eli, but not many who can subdue Brodevi."

"Could it be someone from the Supervisor's side who did this?" Ms. Farrow exclaimed. "But there aren't many Supervisors with a single blade who can subdue Brodevi, and Supervisors with two blades can't keep up..."

"Hmm?" The gardener seemed to have thought of something. "I know, the murderer is you, Norton Campbell!"

"Huh?" The explorer almost dropped the bread in his hand.

"That's right, it was you and Fool Gold who conspired to kill Eli and Brodevi. You know, this is a staircase. Besides Mr. Richard, Fool Gold is the only one who can take advantage of this terrain!"

"As long as Fool Gold uses the guidestone and trigger to turn the staircase into a collapsing area, it will be easy to break through Brodevi's defenses. Then you will kill Eli. Finally, Fool Gold uses the pickaxe to pull the victim away. You will hide Brodevi's feather under the table and watch the fun with the others to reduce suspicion!" The gardener spoke eloquently, as if she had actually witnessed the murder. "You two are like one person. With such a mutual understanding, it's a simple matter to work together!"

"But if Fool's Gold used the unstable zone, then why isn't there even a single piece of gravel on the ground?" the prospector retorted. "After finishing my ranked match, I went out for a cold drink with Ganji and didn't even come to the lobby. Fool's Gold alone couldn't have killed both Eli and Brodevi with three strikes in one second."

"How about I call him over now and ask the Supervisor what's going on?"

Outside, watching everyone in the manor acting as if they were having a game, with absolutely no logic to deduce who the murderer was, Kudo Shinichi felt that his action of taking out a pen and paper to try to write down the key points was a bit presumptuous.

"Alas, since they know that their companions are not really dead, it is not that important for them to find out the truth. They are more like treating this sudden incident as a detective game." Amuro Toru held his forehead helplessly. He knew that he should not have any expectations of the people in the Oritis Manor. There were no serious people here.

While the explorer was calling Fool's Gold, the pilot offered a hypothesis: "Do you think it was Grandpa and Grandpa Giruff who did the attack? One of them could easily knock down Eli, and the other could shoot down Brodevi with one arrow... Miss Brunhilde's arrow can cause lacerations. Even if it doesn't hit a vital point, it will still cause serious injuries in the end."

"Hey, Mr. Charles, how can you doubt me? Even if you doubt me, you shouldn't doubt my great-grandfather. When I was watching that ranking game, I knew that my great-grandfather definitely did not leave the supervisor's rest area. He definitely stayed on the sofa after the game because of paronychia and dropped the little pearl!" The archer spoke righteously, and his self-deprecating remarks shocked everyone.

"Brenhill wouldn't lie, I feel like it's true." The forward whispered to the escape master beside him.

At this time, the idle undertaker had gently carried the prophet into his coffin, wiped off the remaining blood on the prophet's face with alcohol cotton, and began the burial ceremony.

This scene caused everyone inside and outside the venue to fall silent.

"He is really dedicated..." Amuro Toru rubbed his temples.

"Does this count as destroying the scene?" Hattori Heiji also looked helpless.

Kudo Shinichi looked at the paper with some notes on it and said helplessly, "Forget it, they have collected all the clues. Now it depends on what the supervisor says."