Model worker and his little darling

For a moment, the room was unusually quiet as everyone observed this strange person who had suddenly appeared, and unease lingered in everyone's hearts.

Kid, disguised as Kogoro Mouri, stared intently at the newcomer, a knowing glint in his eyes. He had heard that Hirai was also coming, so he had deliberately disguised himself as Kogoro Mouri, hoping to hear Hirai call him "uncle."

He didn't see Pingqing all day and thought Pingqing was busy and wouldn't come, but then he came up with this cool look.

Finally, Harufumi Mogi couldn't take it anymore and slammed his fist on the table. "What's with all this hiding and coy behavior? Did you invite us here?"

Ping Qing's lips curled into a smile as he slowly raised his head. His face was deathly pale, and there were traces of blood at the corners of his mouth. His terrifying black pupils swept over everyone, and the entire room suddenly turned cold.

Seeing Ping Qing's eerie smile, Xiao Ran grabbed her elderly father beside her, letting out a scream that pierced the darkness. Kuroba Kaito winced in pain and quickly comforted Xiao Ran.

Seeing this, Pingqing's smile deepened; he was indeed not very friendly to Xiaolan.

"What, don't you detectives know who sent you the invitation?"

The sound was shrill and unpleasant, sending chills down one's spine.

Upon hearing this, the detectives started talking, each taking turns to say a few words.

"A genius criminal who manipulates the police with his countless faces and voices, like stars in the sky."

“The prison is practically useless for those villains who come and go as they please.”

"He is the only being who can confuse our thinking. People only see his white cloak, and he is capable of anything, whether it is going up in the sky or down in the ground."

"—Kaito Kid."

Listening to the others praising Kid, Hirai noticed that Kaito Kuroba's eyes were full of smiles, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, almost losing his poker face.

Hakuba Saguru looked at Hirakiyo and said, "You're not Kaito Kid."

"Of course I'm not Phantom Thief Kid. I just came to see who's impersonating me and causing trouble here."

"So you're saying you're the true owner of this villa?"

"You said someone's causing trouble, so you know who it is now?"

Upon hearing this, Senma Kōdai and Ōgami Shozen were utterly shocked. How could this be? The owner of this villa had actually come!

Hirakiyo glanced at Mogi Harufumi; this guy talks too much. But he's part of the organization, so whatever.

"Well, you'll have to ask Lady Millennium about that."

After saying that, Pingqing appeared directly next to the main seat, glanced at him with disdain, and picked up the piece of junk that dared to impersonate him and threw it aside.

While everyone was still surprised at how the man in black had suddenly appeared at the head of the table, they realized that the person who had spoken just now was a mannequin with a megaphone attached.

Conan looked at the man in black and a sense of absurdity arose in his mind; it seemed as if he had come into contact with something unscientific again.

Everyone's attention gradually shifted to Chima Kazuyo, but she remained elegant: "What, are you implying that I was the one who caused this?"

Ping Qing smiled, snapped his fingers, and a light screen lit up.

The surveillance footage of Chima Kazuyo and Oogami Shuzen plotting here two days ago has been released. It shows the two conspiring to destroy their escape route, and the scene of Chima poisoning them.

Immediately, the other people looked at the two of them with displeasure.

Da Shang's gaze toward Qian Jian was also unfriendly.

Feeling the somber atmosphere, Pingqing was quite satisfied; his efforts to come early in the morning to make arrangements had not been in vain.

Seeing that everything she had planned had been laid bare, Chima Kazuyo sat down in her chair with her eyes downcast, feeling truly unwilling to accept it.

"Mr. Oogami, I saved your life. And all of you, Mr. Mogi, your women are in those cars. How do you plan to repay me?"

After saying that, Pingqing looked at everyone with a smile.

However, to others, the smile was too creepy.

"Why don't you wait until they find the treasure before you appear?" Millennium Descendant asked in confusion.

"This is none of your business, but Ms. Senjang and Mr. Ogami, you borrowed this villa without the owner's permission. How do you plan to compensate me?"

In fact, the ownership of the villa has always been in the hands of the old man.

Those who claim to have bought this place are only temporary tenants.

Chima Kazuyo stood up excitedly: "You really know where the treasure is?"

"What, do you still want to covet the treasure here?"

Looking at Senma Kazuyo, Taira no Kiyoshi realized that she was truly bewitched by Karasuma Renya's treasure.

Startled by Hirakiyo's sharp voice, Chima Kazuyo slowly sat down and began to tell her story.

"Forty years ago, a group of prominent figures from the political and economic world gathered here to commemorate Karasuma Renya, but in reality, they were auctioning off Karasuma Renya's personal collection. The auction was expected to last for three days and three nights."

"On the very next night, during a stormy night, two men arrived at the annex. They had lost their way due to the downpour and wanted to take shelter from the rain. After the host refused, one of the men took out something that looked like a cigarette from his pocket."

"The host tried it and immediately changed his mind, warmly welcoming the two inside. The other guests also accepted their cigarettes, and soon the villa was filled with smoke."

"But soon after, a man screamed and dropped the artwork he had just acquired. A woman began to repent and weep, and another man excitedly jabbed his wrist with a pen."

"People scrambled for the auction items, killing each other, turning the entire auction hall into a living hell. In the end, only eight corpses and a dozen or so unconscious guests remained in the hall. The two men who had taken shelter from the rain disappeared with all their belongings."

"My father, Kyosuke Senma, was a famous archaeologist forty years ago. He was invited to this Twilight Villa to search for treasure. However, six months later, my father suddenly disappeared. Twenty years later, I learned about Karasuma Renya's atrocities from my father's letter."

“Because no one helped him find the treasure, Karasuma Renya killed everyone. However, my father also knew that even if he found it, he would still die. So I planned this gathering, hoping to use the detectives to find the treasure in this villa.”

After hearing this story, the atmosphere in the room became very heavy.

Ping Qing lowered his eyes. One of the two people should be Rum, but he couldn't guess the other one. Although the old man was considered dead by outsiders, it didn't mean that his things could be disposed of at will by that group of people.

Then everyone's eyes turned to Ping Qing again. "What do you want to do?"

"I saved you, now it's up to you to see if your repayment will meet my expectations. I might even come to your door in person."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned rather unpleasant.

Chima Kazuyo, on the other hand, looked relaxed; she had long been prepared to die here.

Heiji glanced at Senma Kazuyoshi, thinking that even if he wanted to die here, he would still find these people dirtying his land.

Conan touched the wristwatch-shaped tranquilizer dart; it had been a long time since he'd used it on his uncle. But now it was perfect for dealing with this man in black; he wanted to see what was under that black robe.

Harufumi Mogi's hand also reached for his waist. As a detective who had spent many years in the United States, how could he not carry a weapon with him?