Upon hearing the words "private villa," Kogoro Mouri immediately adopted a righteous and righteous demeanor.

"Who would want to ask those nouveau riche from the mountains for help? I'm not that kind of person!"

With a determined look on his face, he raised his ski poles and said, "There's no other way but to force our way in!"

Conan and Ran rushed forward, one grabbing his leg and the other pulling his arm, trying to persuade Kogoro Mouri not to act violently.

Kudo Kazuma, on the other hand, waited leisurely to the side.

In fact, his clone can appear within a designated range of one kilometer around him, so he could easily send his clone to the villa management office to check the administrator's phone number.

However, there's no need for that.

He had never seen the three characters in the story have nowhere to live.

Usually, in situations like this, someone will proactively invite death to their door...

"Oh! I knew I wasn't mistaken, you really are the famous detective Kogoro Mouri!"

Look!

Kudo Kazuma turned his head and looked over. There was an old man with a small mustache and the same rice ball hairstyle as Kojima Genta, sitting in the car.

It's unclear whether the person about to invite death to their door is a lucky victim or a murderer who has asked Kogoro Mouri to come and provide an alibi.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the old man with the mustache said with a smile, "Detective Mori, I always listen attentively to your reasoning in the news, without missing a single one."

When Kogoro Mouri heard someone praising and admiring him, he immediately shook off Ran and Conan who were clinging to him, put away his ski poles, and put on a serious face.

"And this one..." The old man with the mustache's gaze fell on Kudo Kazuma again, "Isn't he the 'Detective of the Heart' Edogawa Kazuma who looks exactly like high school detective Kudo Shinichi?"

In the previous sentence, Kudo Kazuma was still glaring angrily at the Grim Reaper because of the comment "looks exactly like Kudo Shinichi," but in the next sentence, he was full of question marks.

WTF?

What did he mishear?

What kind of "Detective of the Heart" is this?

Seeing Kudo Kazuma's bewildered expression, Ran smiled and said, "That's what they call him in the newspapers. Kazuma's been making the news a lot lately for solving cases."

The old man with the mustache chuckled and said, "Yes, a detective who can identify the murderer in the shortest amount of time by relying on their own intuition, and then use words that strike at the heart to make the murderer sincerely repent, is called a 'detective of the heart'."

Kudo Kazuma twitched the corner of his mouth.

What the hell?

He merely uses a cheat code to see the souls of the deceased and then deduce who the murderer is based on those souls; there's no need to categorize him as a detective.

Conan glared angrily at Kudo Kazuma, muttering to himself in annoyance.

[This brat can't even be bothered to look for evidence, nor does he bother to deduce the killer's motive and method. What kind of detective is he?!]

Kudo Kazuma exchanged a few polite words with the old man with the mustache and then fell silent, while Mouri Kogoro quickly began exchanging pleasantries with him.

It turned out that the other party was a professor at the Faculty of Medicine of the University of Tokyo, named Masaru Oyama.

When Da Shan learned that they had lost their villa keys and had nowhere to go that night, he immediately and warmly invited them to stay at his villa for the night.

Previously, Kogoro Mouri, who had maintained an upright demeanor, suddenly launched into a torrent of flattery upon arriving at the private villa of the "nouveau riche" Masaru Oyama, almost praising the villa to the skies.

As Da Shan was exchanging pleasantries with Xiao Lan, a red sedan pulled up, and a young woman in a red trench coat got out.

"Teacher, you're so slow! Everyone's been waiting for you." The woman in red, carrying a bag of groceries, turned around and saw Kogoro Mouri and his group. "Who are these people? Teacher, did you bring friends?"

“They are my friends. I met them by chance on the street and invited them to my house for a meal.”

"Okay." The woman in red smiled at the group and politely introduced herself, "Hello, I am Kaori Nakahara, a student of the teacher."

"Let's have sukiyaki tonight, come and join the fun!"

There were two men and one woman in the room. During the conversation, we learned that they were all students of Professor Dashan, and the oldest of them had been with Professor Dashan for almost thirty years.

As they chatted, the students mentioned Professor Daishan's recent paper on colorectal cancer, and naturally showered him with praise.

Professor Dashan, already quite drunk, said dismissively, "With my extraordinary brain, writing that kind of paper would be a piece of cake."

The other students chimed in with their own comments, but Kaori Nakahara remained silent, simply burying her head in her food.

Seeing this, Kudo Kazuma had a flash of inspiration.

Could this be the kind person who delivered the spirit today?

Then Professor Dashan can only be considered a lucky victim.

When it was time to drink after finishing the sukiyaki, Kaori Nakahara exclaimed "Ouch!"

"I forgot to buy some snacks to go with my drinks." She said, getting up and picking up her coat. "Then I'll just go down to the convenience store and buy something simple to bring up."

She had everything everyone wanted, and fearing she wouldn't remember it all, she simply had them write their requests down on paper.

As she was leaving, someone specifically reminded her, "That convenience store closes at ten o'clock, so you'd better hurry."

After watching Kaori Nakahara drive down the mountain, Professor Oyama suddenly asked, "What time is it now?"

It's 8:58.

Upon hearing this, Professor Oyama turned around, put on his slippers, and ran into his room.

Kudo Kazuma looked puzzled.

What's going on.

Is this someone who can't wait to die?

Xiaolan was also curious: "What happened?"

"He ran off to watch TV," a student nearby laughed. "The professor's been obsessed with the 9 PM hit drama lately; if he hadn't run off, he wouldn't have caught the beginning."

Next, Professor Oyama's students went skiing at night or took a bath, leaving only a woman named Ezumi Kaho to clean up the table.

Xiao Lan went to help wash the dishes.

Upon seeing this, Kudo Kazuma immediately nudged his older brother: "Go help him out!"

Conan stared at him suspiciously: "And what about you?"

"Of course I'll help," Kudo Kazuma said, then suddenly lowered his voice. "Besides, isn't that your childhood sweetheart? Why don't you wipe the table and I'll go wash the dishes with Ran?"

Without saying a word, Conan dashed into the kitchen.

After settling the drunk Kogoro Mouri down, Kazuma Kudo, who was slacking off under the guise of wiping the table, shrugged.

Just kidding, do you know that in the world of Detective Conan, in the villa, it's easy to trigger the "solo travel, there will be my corpse" mode?

Other individuals traveling alone besides the deceased are more likely to become suspects. In such cases, it's only natural to follow one's own "Grim Reaper" brother.

After helping to tidy up, Kudo Kazuma sat on the sofa and started playing mobile games.

A short while later, Conan also sat down with Ran's phone.

After dying twice more in the second level, he gritted his teeth and said, "No way, I'm going to buy 'Edogawa Conan' a new phone too. It must be Ran's own good luck that makes everyone else's phone so unlucky!"

Kudo Kazuma watched helplessly as his unlucky older brother angrily started another game, then sighed and asked, "Is it possible that you're just bad at games?"

He is really good and fun-loving.

Also, don't you think it's a ridiculous reason for a noob like you to buy a phone just to play mobile games?

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