Conan and Gin are both my brothers, what's wrong with meeting them once?

Chapter 411 Setting a Good Example

Forty years ago, the villa’s then-owner convened a secret meeting with prominent figures from the political and economic spheres.

On the surface, it was a memorial service for Karasuma Renya, who passed away at the age of 99, but in reality, it was an auction of the antiques and works of art he had collected during his lifetime.

It is said that there are more than 300 items to be auctioned, and the event is expected to last for three days and three nights.

However, on the stormy night of the following day, two uninvited guests arrived at the villa, soaked by the heavy rain. They claimed to have gotten lost in the storm and hoped to stay there temporarily until the storm subsided.

The auction organizer initially refused to let the two men in, but one of them pulled out a pack of something that looked like cigarettes and handed it to the organizer. After the organizer smoked the cigarettes, he allowed them to come in and take shelter from the rain.

Before long, the villa was filled with a thick smell of smoke, and the political and economic celebrities went into a frenzy.

Some screamed in terror, some wept uncontrollably, some babbled incoherently, some suddenly attacked others, some snatched things, and some attempted self-harm...

The entire auction venue quickly turned into a living hell. The next day, some of the people died, and some fell into a coma. The antiques and works of art were all taken away by the two uninvited guests.

While the dummy was telling the story, Conan listened attentively, afraid of missing any details. Only after the story was over did he frown and look at Gin—could those two be Gin and Vodka?

Then, he received a cold, murderous glare from Gin.

Conan touched his well-equipped soccer belt, snorted, and looked away.

Seeing this, Kudo Kazuma moved closer to him, somewhat speechless, and said, "What are you thinking about? You're not wondering who those two people are, are you?"

Conan didn't say anything, but glanced at Gin again, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Kudo Kazuma sighed, "You didn't do this on purpose, did you? I already said it happened forty years ago, and Gin is only twenty-nine this year, okay?"

Conan retorted, "But his hair is all white."

Kazuma Kudo: "..."

That's clearly silver hair, isn't it?

His brother was definitely doing it on purpose, wasn't he?

Seeing Kudo Kazuma's expression, Conan suddenly realized something: "Your hair turned completely white at age twenty-nine, and you're still reacting like this. Kazuma, could it be that you're the one who's making that guy angry?"

Kazuma Kudo: "...Shut up!"

Why are you telling the truth?! It's outrageous!

Couldn't he have been angered by those undercover agents and useless people in the action team?

Gin overheard the entire conversation between the two brothers.

In that instant, he wanted to kick the two brothers away, just to avoid seeing them and getting annoyed.

While the three were engaged in a silent struggle, the others were also discussing the story told by the dummy.

The maid then removed the other tableware, leaving only the teacups, and brought up the black tea.

"My goal is to make you detectives relive the tragedy of 40 years ago. I want to see your ugly behavior of robbing and killing each other for treasure."

After telling the story and giving a long speech, the dummy gave everyone present a coded hint.

"Two travelers, hurrying along, looked up at the heavens that night. A demon descended upon the castle. The king fled with his treasures. The queen wept and poured out her prayers to the heavens. The soldier drew his sword and committed suicide, his blood staining the earth and changing its color."

The dummy continued, "Now we're just waiting for one of you to let out the first scream, and then this game of wits will begin."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mogi Harufumi let out a scream, reached out and grabbed his own neck, looking extremely uncomfortable, which startled everyone.

He suddenly chuckled and said, "Just kidding, I'm fine."

Ikumi Gunda was speechless: "Seriously, you really enjoy playing pranks on people, don't you?"

Harufumi Mogi smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, sorry to have worried you. But I'm not going to play this game; I'm not interested in treasure hunts."

Xiaolan asked with some worry, "But how will you leave here?"

"This isn't an isolated island at sea. If we go out and look, we'll eventually find a way down the mountain."

"I'm off now, fellow detectives."

He had barely finished speaking and hadn't even taken two steps when he heard a loud crash.

Da Shang Zhushan's chair fell to the ground, and he himself suddenly stood up, clutching his throat tightly, looking quite uncomfortable.

A moment later, Da Shang Zhu Shan let out a dying groan and collapsed to the ground.

Harufumi Mogi paused for a moment, then said speechlessly, "Have you had enough? It's no fun if you keep doing the same thing."

Having already seen the spirit, Kudo Kazuma tilted his head: "Mr. Oogami probably thought your feigned death wasn't convincing enough, so he's giving you a proper demonstration, right?"

Motegi Haruka: "?"

Senma Kazuyo and Gunda Ikumi also looked speechless, clearly not expecting Kudo Kazuma to be so outspoken.

Hakuba Saguru glanced at him curiously, then got up to check on Oogami Shuzen's condition.

Immediately afterwards, he pronounced the death sentence on Da Shang Zhu Shan.

"At 22:34:51, cardiac and pulmonary arrest was confirmed."