Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

On this day, Kogoro Mouri drove a van he rented from somewhere and took the protagonists to the client's residence.

The three little ones were complaining in the car: "If you want to rent a car, just rent a better one."

"That's right. If we had known, we would have taken the tram."

Maori Kogoro turned around and complained: "It is because the client asked me to take you with me that I rented this car that can accommodate everyone."

Without even looking up, Huiyuan warned, "Five more seconds, if you don't change direction in five more seconds, you'll hit the wall."

Kogoro Mouri turned his head suddenly and turned the steering wheel, causing several people in the car to fall from side to side due to the inertia of the sharp turn.

Fortunately, we finally arrived at our destination, the Fantasy Park, safely.

On the Eulitius side, the novelist also received a letter of commission, so he took the little girl, the philanthropist, the crybaby and the followers of the Dream Witch to the Fantasy Park.

[Philanthropist: Is this action dangerous?]

[Novelist: There's a C4 bomb on the bracelet the client gave me. We can just ask the witch to remove it.]

[Dream Witch: I also need to let my native believers come out and relax for a while. The bomb issue is nothing.]

[Believers: Praise our Lord.]

[Professor: Darren is still a child at heart.]

[Little girl: So this time we can have a great time in Wonderland all day!]

[Crybaby: Yeah!]

[Spider: Still have to be careful.]

[Philanthropist: Don't worry, Miss Valletta. I will definitely keep the children safe!]

[Novelist: Then the task of looking after the children in the fantasy park will be handed over to you. I guess I will be pulled into the investigation.]

The novelist and his group met Conan and his group at the entrance of the Red Castle Hotel, where the ground was covered with celebratory colored paper.

"Oh, it's Mr. Maori. Did you also come here with a letter of commission?"

The novelist was chatting with Kogoro Mouri.

"Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Kreacher Pearson, my good friend, a real estate developer and a well-known philanthropist who runs several orphanages."

Conan observed the philanthropist: his clothes were of good quality but matched quite casually, his beard was carefully trimmed, and he had a gold pen behind his ear.

"Running several orphanages? Mr. Pearson is really amazing." Xiaolan sighed from the bottom of her heart.

"I was once an orphan, so I know how difficult it is for these poor children to survive in this world alone. In order to avoid the tragedy that happened in my youth and to make up for the regrets in my heart, I used the money I earned from real estate investment to do charity and run an orphanage." The philanthropist bowed to the few people.

"By the way, these two are my elders' children, Darren and Robbie."

Crybaby (crying): "Hello everyone."

The original believer (the girl in the painting) smiled somewhat stiffly as a greeting to everyone.

Conan noticed that the crybaby was the same child that Lady Mary had brought with her during the video game company incident. Considering that Lady Mary was Uncle Frederick's aunt, it made sense for Uncle Orpheus to call her an elder. This little girl, Darren, was a newcomer to him. She was wearing a red dress and looked a bit awkward.

[Dream Witch: Good boy, be more natural.]

[Native Believer: Yes, Lord. (Grinning)]

[Dream Witch: ...]

[Lord in Yellow: Your control over your believer was too strong. Did it destroy some of her original emotions and memories?]

[Dream Witch: I will slowly help her recover. (Frowning)]

[Lord in Yellow: It's rare that you care so much about your believers.]

[Dream Witch: After all, you are my first believer. I don't want an emotionless, empty shell.]

[Native believer: My Lord, please take care of me. Darren will learn slowly.]

[Dream Witch: Good boy.]

After a while, a man who looked like a butler came over and invited everyone into the restaurant.

In the hotel room, the three little ones seemed extremely excited, and the housekeeper asked everyone to wait for a while.

Conan noticed that the chair in this room was a little different, so he casually touched the armrest of the chair.

[Novelist: There seems to be a fingerprint detection device on that armrest.]

[Philanthropist: Children, please don't touch it. Your identities cannot withstand scrutiny.]

[Little girl: (hands folded in front of knees)]

[Crybaby: I'm wearing gloves, so I should be fine.]

[Native Believer: Ah. (Has already touched, quickly retracts hand)]

[novelist:......]

[Philanthropist: It's okay, it's okay. Even if it's a fingerprint detection tool, without the corresponding data, they will probably just assume that there has been no previous examination or something...]

[Novelist: That's fine. Anyway, the mastermind behind this can't see it. All he needs to know is that this fingerprint represents "Darren."]

[Philanthropist: Phew, that was just a false alarm.]

[Dream Witch: He better not do anything to my followers, huh.]

The butler came back into the room and distributed wristbands that allowed free entry to the amusement park. After everyone put on the wristbands, the butler signaled that no one should leave first. When Xiaolan wanted to take Conan with her, the butler said that Conan was the 100,000th resident and had a special gift, so he kept Conan.

So only Maori Kogoro, Conan and the novelist were left in the room. The housekeeper's act of locking the door caught the attention of the three.

"I'm not the 100,000th resident at all. Before I came in, the hotel entrance was already covered with celebratory colored paper." Conan looked at the butler.

"That's right, the one hundred thousandth resident showed up an hour ago." The housekeeper pressed the switch, drew the curtains, and turned on the display screen.

A man's figure appeared on the screen. "Thank you for coming. I am the client. Please forgive my rudeness."

The faceless client asked them to investigate a case and would not allow them to refuse.

A detective that Kogoro Mouri knew appeared on the screen, and his bracelet exploded a minute later.

"Incompetent detectives don't deserve to live. The same goes for Mogi Harushi and Gunda Ikumi. They're both idiots who waste my time."

"Detective Mogi and Detective Gunda were both encountered during the Twilight Annex incident..." The novelist frowned.

"Wait, the bracelets that Xiaolan and the others are wearing are also..." Conan realized that Xiaolan and the others might be in danger.

"I only give you until ten o'clock tonight. If you can't solve the case before then, or if any of the children enter the park and try to get out, the bracelet will explode."

Upon hearing this, Conan immediately ran to the balcony and looked at the gate of the park. He took out his detective badge and contacted Haibara to try to stop everyone from entering, but he was still a step too late.

For the safety of everyone in the Fantasy Park at that time, the three had to agree to the client's request and promised not to try to remove the bracelet or call the police.

Time was running out, so the three of them set off immediately.