Mr. Smell

When the two came out of the dessert shop, the rain also stopped, and there was a damp and cool smell in the air that is unique after rain.A long trail of water accumulated in the cement grooves on the street, which was illuminated by the faint lights in the distance.

Kaito watched Conan climb up the stairs leading to the Mori Detective Agency, while he stood on the sidewalk below.

The two agreed in advance that if Conan could go to the mirror house with Uncle Mori, he would poke his head out of the window on the second floor and give Kaito an OK gesture.

The little kid wearing glasses ran upstairs quickly, and when he looked up, he saw Mori Kogoro squatting nervously at the door of the room on the third floor used for life and rest, and did not go in, as if he was guarding something.

Conan looked up and found that the door on the third floor was also locked, and he didn't see Xiaolan, maybe... she hasn't come back yet?

He wanted to get closer and ask Mori Kogoro what was going on.

"Hey, uncle. What are you doing? Where's sister Xiaolan? Haven't you come back yet?"

Mori Kogoro turned his head impatiently, let out an awkward "ha", and then chased Conan like a fly.

"Go, go, play. Children are not allowed to stay here."

Conan was still puzzled, so he asked again: "Why? Did something happen to Miss Xiaolan? I went to see Kidd's activities together, but I couldn't find Miss Lan when I saw halfway through."

Kogoro Mori heard a vein burst out on his forehead, and rushed to the landing on the second floor angrily, lifted Conan by the collar at the back of his neck, and slipped him to the office room on the second floor, with one hand on his hip, Pointing at Conan with one hand and saying loudly

"Little ghost, listen to me. During this time... about two or three days, we are laying the floor here, understand?"

Conan froze for a moment, he still didn't understand the relationship.

Uncle Mao Li cut it in dissatisfaction, turned around and said: "You will understand when you grow up" or something, and left.He returned to the third floor and continued to guard the door of the third floor, with a worried expression on his face.

Conan thought for a while, standing alone in the office, looking around for a week by accident, and found a medicine box with a familiar package in the corner.

That's... an Omega-specific inhibitor?

Oh~~ that's it.

All doubts resolved, no wonder.

Conan glanced at the contact book spread out on the table, and just turned the page of "Fei Li", the corner of his mouth twitched knowingly and helplessly.

I see.For Xiaolan's troublesome sensitive period recently, if she can avoid embarrassment, she can only entrust her mother to take care of her.

Suddenly, Conan noticed an invitation with a gray cover in the trash can.

By the way, the uncle has to help take care of his daughter, so he doesn't have time to accept that kind of "boring" banquet.Remuneration is important, but can it be more important than your own daughter?

That's right, for him, it's more convenient to act now.

Conan left a note, threw it on Uncle Maori's computer desk, and carefully found a cup to hold it down and put it in an obvious place.

Above: Since sister Xiaolan is ill, I wish her a speedy recovery and a quick recovery.I went to the doctor's house to play games, so it doesn't hinder sister Xiaolan's recuperation.

After everything was tidied up, Conan quietly went back downstairs, and found Kaito who was squatting aside, stroking the captain's head.

Oh, this guy is very attractive to small animals.

The three-colored captain meowed and leaned on Kaito's snow-white toe, his furry cheek rolled several times on the trouser leg, and a strand of cat hair inevitably stuck to it.

But Kaito didn't seem to take it to heart, and he was so happy that the captain greeted his hand with a very happy face, and looked very dependent on him.

He turned his head as if feeling something, and happened to meet Conan's gaze.

"Eh? Detective, why did you go downstairs? Could it be that you can't go?"

"Do not."

Conan shook his head with a pure smile on his lips. "On the contrary, uncle can't take care of himself right now, so he doesn't have the energy to take care of me."

He walked straight forward, and the target was obvious, which was the current Kudo house in several towns.

Kaito hurriedly followed, carefully avoiding the captain who was pestering Meow Meow: "Then, can I go with you?"

His words are tempting, anticipating, and hopeful.

Conan didn't look back at him, but gave him an OK gesture behind his back.

It was the second time to live in Kudo's house, and Kaito felt something different again.

For example, last time, the situation was so urgent that he burst into a calm poker face, and his forehead was covered with sweat.Facing the enlarged version of the famous detective who is in a sensitive period, I feel tangled and nervous, and it is difficult to distinguish such complex emotions.

All he knew was that he would keep watch downstairs, looking around the detective's room from time to time to calm down his uneasy emotions.

But this time, there were no special circumstances, and it was usually peaceful.Although the relationship between the two has taken a big step closer, it still stays on the surface of innocence, and neither party dares to break the delicate balance.

Conan opened the door of the guest room for him, said goodnight awkwardly, and hurried back to his room.

The two rested in the room separated by a wall, and no one knew that the smell of pheromone flowed back and forth through the gaps in the cold wall, quietly intertwined, and circled The edge of the bed climbed up to the top of the pillow.

The night is very quiet, especially with the familiar and comfortable atmosphere in the air, it should be a night of good dreams until dawn.

But Conan has been tossing and turning, looking at the thin and flying window screens floating in the distance from time to time in a daze.

For some reason, he felt a little uneasy, these dense accumulations piled up, clogging up his heart, making it unbearably swollen.

Yes, tomorrow is the day to go to the Mirror Pavilion. He always feels that it is a mysterious building that is vaguely shrouded.

He was thinking like this, restless, and hazy, and the night passed like this.

Early the next morning, Kuai Dou went downstairs refreshed.Seeing that Conan hadn't woken up yet, he went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He quickly fried two yellow eggs and sprinkled them with green seaweed.

Then, he opened the refrigerator, glanced up and down, and flicked out a few vacuum-packed bacons, poured a little oil on them in a familiar way, and spread them in the pan, and when they were frying, they gave off bursts of delicious and tempting aromas.

After the bread machine dinged, two pairs of golden toast jumped out happily.At the same time, there was also the sound of creaking wooden stairs being stepped downstairs from outside the kitchen.

Kaito leaned out of the kitchen and saw Conan rubbing his messy black hair, walking in a daze, showing a very confused look that was very different from usual, which made him clap his hands and said happily:

"Morning, Ke Jiang."

Unexpectedly, Conan didn't care about his address. His azure eyes glanced sideways at the kitchen, and after yawning, he still walked slowly to the bathroom. No matter his movements or reactions, he was half a beat slower.

Maybe, it looks like a famous detective has a grumpy wake-up temper...but he's not grumpy at all?

Kaito rubbed his chin, guessing wildly.After a while, he saw Conan approaching, and there were two haze-like crow-blue eyes on each side of his pupils.

"Detective, did you sleep well last night?"

Conan gnawed listlessly on the bread, chewing a ball in his mouth for a long time, and was so sleepy that he finally remembered to swallow it.

"Yeah, I couldn't fall asleep suddenly, so I got up to investigate Li Xiashi and the Mirror Hall, but it ended up being very late."

He admitted that, making Kaito wonder what he had discovered last night.

"So... is there anything for a detective to gain?"

Conan replied: "Of course, the girl who confessed to Li Xiashi later went abroad to study. Li Xiashi remembers that she likes mirrors the most. He thinks the reason she likes it is because mirrors can reflect people's true faces but can't. It reflects a great sense of contrast within."

"Can't the mirror reflect the heart?"

"Yeah, because the other side of the mirror is painted with gray paint, no matter how you look at it, you can't reach the other side."

Kaito frowned and looked at the dark circles on the child's face: "Why did the famous detective investigate so thoroughly? Did he really search for a long time?"

"It's very simple. As long as I have the girl's name, I can get her information by entering the archives of the Metropolitan Police Department. There is no place in Japan that has more complete information than the Metropolitan Police Department. My dad has a The key was given by Police Officer Megure, and it goes directly to the archives."

Kaito's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Then will it be easy for him to get in and out of the police station soon? !

"The... key to the Metropolitan Police Department's archives!"

Conan blocked his fantasy abruptly:

"No! Don't even think about it!"

Kaito pursed his lips, and silently followed Conan to the kitchen to clean up the dishes.

"Famous detective... I'm selling favors... I don't care if you give me a hint and let me guess where it is. That key is so useful..."

"Hmph, it's impossible to tell you."

"Don't, half a hint is fine."

"Go, go, get out."

Conan withdrew the kitchen door and shut Kaito, who had been wandering around the door, outside.

A certain person was sitting on the sofa sulking and groaning, full of plans on how to trick the key.

Cut, don’t tell if you don’t tell, sooner or later it will come out of your mouth, just wait and see.

Kaito is quite confident about the few little tricks he has in his hands, so he put aside thinking about it for the time being, and patted his head to think about the things he might use.

This time I can't go out in a hurry like last time.

After taking the bus for about two hours, we have already reached the farthest suburbs of Tokyo. No matter how abundant the scenery along the way is, it is dazzling.

The wind blew on the corners of the clothes intermittently, and the two sat in the car near the door, staring out the window in a daze with bored faces.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, the mysterious mirror hall finally jumped out before their eyes.

This is a long and straight building surrounded by lakes, like a huge erected mahjong tile, with only three floors, but it has a height of about 20 meters.

The shape of the lake makes it impossible to directly measure its depth from the shore.There are cherry trees growing one after another on the shore of the lake. The flowers are too blooming. Just sweep the branches lightly, and the snow-white petals will fall like a torrential rain, and they will be scattered on the green grass. .

The cool wind from the flat surface of the lake passes through the Mirror Pavilion far away, and a line of slowly rippling ripples will stretch out from the water surface.A small wooden bridge with a classical style is built on the corner of the bank, making the Mirror Pavilion look like a castle in the lake

While Kaito murmured about the beautiful scenery, Conan had already run halfway across the small bridge.

The sound of footsteps resounded on the bridge. He was small, so he didn't notice anything unusual when he ran over.

"Hey! Detective! Wait a minute!" Kaito came to his senses and hurried to catch up.

As soon as the footsteps stepped on the bridge, its wooden boards creaked in horror, and the screw boards on both sides were almost loose and fell off.

Kaidou immediately felt that the bridge was not right, and glanced at both sides of the bridge a little worriedly, but accidentally saw two leisurely five-flowered fish swimming by at the bottom of the lake.

Huh? ! !

Kaito didn't dare to be suspicious anymore, he quickly turned his head away, his eyes were only chasing a little blue suit in the distance, and then he kept staring at the detective's cute and round facial features, as if this could make the scary The scene is erased from memory.

Conan glanced back at him, because he looked a little hairy

"Hey, what are you doing?"

After Kaito regained all the sanity he had lost in the embarrassment just now, he answered the question with lingering fear:

"Ah... Actually, it's nothing, I just feel that the bridge is shaking too much."

Conan obviously didn't believe his words, but at this time he didn't have any more mood to care about it. Instead, he looked up at the mirror hall seriously, feeling that there was some ulterior secret behind the closed and majestic gate.

Kaito came to the door, glanced left and right, found a protruding button in the hidden groove under the door panel, pressed it, and it turned out to be the doorbell.

There was a sudden high-pitched voice in the pass, which made the two of them stop at the door in astonishment.

A 60-year-old man with the appearance of a housekeeper slowly opened the door for them, tremblingly took out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket, and checked their invitation cards.

"This little friend is here with you, so no more invitations are needed."

He waved his hand at Conan, signaling that the child no longer needs to dig out his pocket.Randomly, he led the two of them to the guest room on the first floor to rest.

He stood respectfully in front of the guest room door, bowed and said, "Two guests, I'm sorry, the luncheon is about to start, but unfortunately there is still one guest who hasn't arrived, and I don't know who it is."

When Conan heard this, he raised a small face: "Thank you, Grandpa Butler~ Can I ask how many people will come?"

The old butler let out an "ah", raised his head and thought for a while, the ravine was deep on his forehead and neck.After a while, he thought hard and said:

"Well, the master has invited a total of six guests, but they are all allowed to bring friends or relatives. Now counting you, there are 12 people in total. To be honest, I didn't expect that there would be children coming to the mirror hall. You are my honor. I just ordered the servant to inform the chef to make a children's meal, please wait a little longer."

Conan thought for a while, and then asked: "So, who are the people here now? Are they all great magicians? The brother who brought me here is a very great magician!"

The old housekeeper shook his head, stroked his beard and said kindly, "No, kid. There are detectives, magicians, and police officers here, and there seems to be a prosecutor, not all of them are magicians. "

Conan frowned secretly, with some doubts in his heart, but he held back and asked the last question:

"Grandpa, who is the one who procrastinated and didn't come at the end? It's so slow..."

The old man patted Conan's head affectionately: "Yeah, if you haven't come by this time, I guess it's really not coming. That's right, then let's get ready, the luncheon will start soon. This person, It seems to be Jiang Gutian, a well-known magician, whose surname is Heiyu. Originally, the master put a lot of hope on him, hoping that he would solve the mystery of the mirror hall, but it's a pity..."

After he finished speaking, he saw the servants start rushing to the dining room, feeling a little nervous, and slowly bowed to them and left.

Kaito, who had been listening to Conan's question just now, walked around the room leisurely, paying special attention to the unusual details in the corners and corners.

This house has a strange appearance and a strange structure inside.

Take the guest room as an example. It is not uncommon for a guest room to have two compartments separated by a door.

But the strange thing is that there is only one door for entering and exiting such a room.In this case, people who live in the outer compartment or the inner compartment will inevitably be disturbed, which is very inconvenient.

Moreover, because of the unusual height of the building, even the ceilings of the rooms inside are ridiculously high, like a barrier far away from him.

The room has a very simple furniture layout, a bed, a table and chairs, a coffee table and a sofa, all of which are basically black and white, occasionally decorated with one or two emerald green bonsai, from the layout point of view It's quite normal.

There is an oil painting of flowers and plants in front of the bed in the inner and outer rooms, which is very beautiful and atmospheric.

There is a key inserted in the door handle of the two compartments, even if the door of the other compartment is locked, it can be unlocked and entered from this side.

Kaito couldn't find anything suspicious, so he turned his head and pointed to the compartment inside and said to Conan

"Detective, do you want to live in it? Although it's a bit troublesome to live in it, it's okay, I'm happy..."

He chattered a lot, and suddenly saw that Conan's face was not right, so he stopped quickly, walked over and squatted down to look at Conan, with faint worry in his eyes.

He was serious, calling the child by his real name

"What's the matter? Shinichi, you have been very serious since just now, did you guess that something bad is going to happen?"

Conan suddenly woke up from his contemplation, he blinked his eyes in a daze

"Eh? Do I have one?"

"Yes~ah! It's very obvious." Kaito deliberately bit the accent on the first word, stretched out his hand, and lightly landed on the two slender and tightly furrowed eyebrows.

"If something is really going to happen, Shinichi doesn't have to worry too much, there's nothing to make a detective frown, right?"

"Ah, I'm actually a little concerned about what the housekeeper said just now."

He turned to continue with a solemn look

"Since just now, the owner of the museum has not shown up. And the big and small trifles in the museum are all decided by the old man. Remember his apology just now?"

Kaito thought for a while. Although he didn't pay much attention to their conversation just now, he remembered everything verbatim.

"He said that there was another guest who hadn't arrived, and he didn't know who it was, so the luncheon was delayed."

"Yes." Conan nodded and said, "But when I asked him why the luncheon hadn't started yet, he immediately knew that it was a magician from Jiang Gutian. The Lord reminded him of the identities of the guests behind his back, but he didn't meet all of them in advance, so how did he know who didn't come?"

Kaito was stopped by him

"Maybe, he is looking at the name on the invitation card? The identity of the guest is printed in the lettering on it."

Conan raised his eyebrows as expected, and suddenly took out a flat and smooth invitation card from his pocket, opened it, and the first few words were: Dear Mr. Kudo Shinichi.

"Did you take the wrong invitation?"

Kaito unbelievingly took out the invitation card he had taken out from his pocket, and stared hard at the words at the beginning: Dear Mr. Kuroba Touichi.

Conan rolled his eyes at him: "I said that on purpose. Now, the fox's tail, which is just used to test the other party, is exposed."

Kaito blinked his eyes, thought for a while against Conan's train of thought, and immediately realized:

"Ah, the owner of the museum should have investigated all the people on the invitation list. Then he told the housekeeper about their appearance characteristics by special means. My dad and I have quite different temperaments, but we look similar to you .So, even though I took the invitation card to invite my dad, the old housekeeper still recognized me as you, and instead pretended that my dad didn't come, right?"

"Yes, that's it. The hearing aid-like earphones hanging on his ears are the evidence. When he bent over and touched the top of my head just now, I noticed something wrong with it. Besides, this housekeeper is not the owner of the museum, and that's okay It's proven."

Hearing this, Kaito put on a lazy, nonchalant expression again.He put his hands behind his head and fell onto the bed with a thud.

"No wonder, the old man looked like he knew everything. It turned out that his master handed him a small note. Tsk, anyway, a famous detective will cover me in any case, so don't panic."

Conan walked to Kaito's bed, raised a pillow beside him and patted him on the face

"You take care of yourself!"

Kaito took away the pillow on his face expressionlessly, and took out the one under his head by the way, taking advantage of Conan's turning around, he flew over to fight back

"Haha! It's time to prove your attack power, Detective!"

A bunch of white down came out from the gap in the pillow cover and fluttered to the ground.

The hatchbacks stared at each other, remained silent for a few seconds, and started fighting without saying a word.

Conan picked up the pillow on the ground and threw it at Kaito's face, while the opponent took advantage of his height and deftly tilted his head to avoid the attack.

"Oh, what a pity. The accuracy of the famous detective needs to be improved."

Before he finished speaking, Kaito was suddenly hit by something again, and his center of gravity shifted and he almost fell back on the bed.

Seeing that the opportunity came, Conan quickly let go of the sofa pillow in his hand, grabbed the pillow on the bed and covered Kaito's face, covering him like a dead body on the bed.

"Hmm... a detective! Wait until I have something to say, please reconcile, reconcile!"

The voice came up from the pillow, muffled.

Conan's two young hands were only on the pillow, and he didn't care about his back.

"You have a bullshit saying, just stay there."

Conan knelt straight on the edge of the bed, blindly immersed in the joy of subduing the opponent, but Kaito inadvertently clenched his calf as he struggled, and he didn't realize that something was wrong until the fine lines on his palm sank slightly into the skin.

In the darkness, Kaito felt as if he had grasped something warm, straight, and extremely elastic, not round nor thick, just enough to hold it with one hand.He was still puzzled and couldn't help guessing and asking.

"Hey detective, what did I catch? Why don't you explain it with a truce?"

Conan looked back at the grasped calf, and felt that the threat posed to him was not too great, so he still kept the original restrained posture.

"Hmph, no matter what, don't underestimate me, admit it! Kuroba quickly fight!"

Seeing that Conan didn't give any clear answer, he gestured up the calf, passed the round knee, and stopped at the thigh half covered by the shorts of the small suit.The tentacles are warm and delicate, as if the quilt cover of the Tencel quilt is slightly cool.

Kaito, who didn't know what he was doing, was stepped on several times by Conan angrily

"Let go! You pervert!

Kaito still doesn't let go, as if he has grasped the only chance of life

"You tell me what you caught first, Conan-kun!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, followed by a respectful tone similar to that of a servant that he had never met before.

"Lunch has been prepared, please invite two guests to eat."

All the slapstick came to an end at once.

Conan jumped off the edge of the bed, put on the innocent expression that an eight-year-old child should have, and happily went to open the door:

"Thank you~ we'll be right there!"

The tips of his ears were slightly red, a little translucent.

And Kaito finally saw the light again, rubbing the sore shoulders that had been stepped on just now, glanced at the expression of the famous detective, shook his head speechlessly, and wisely chose not to speak.

The servant leads the first, and the two follow behind.

The structure of the Mirror Pavilion seems simple, but in fact, every corridor that goes straight to the bottom is designed as a bend with a special angle.Walking at your feet, coupled with the unclear light from the top of your head, what you see is basically reflected by the smooth marble floor, and it is easy to get the wrong direction.

Conan accidentally saw a white water bird falling from the sky through the window. After walking a few steps, when he looked out of the window from a different angle, the bird that was originally facing him flew back to him and landed on the ground. on the water.

It's only a few seconds. Is there any kind of medium-sized bird that can fly with sharp turns?

It seems unlikely.

He looked down at the floor border of the tiled corridor at his feet, and found that there were some fine tile fragments attached to the uppermost floor, which seemed to be perpendicular to the ground with the bricks behind.

However, if it is a straight corridor, all the small tiles should be complete squares, shouldn't they?

He came to this conclusion and told it to Kaito.

After Kaito listened thoughtfully, before he had time to reply to Conan, the voice that was about to emerge from his mouth turned into a sentence that was half astonished and half annoyed.

Because he saw someone sitting on the table in the banquet hall.

"Fake foreign devil! Why are you here?!"

Compared with Kaidou, Baima Tan pretends to be more relaxed and relaxed.He pinched the ear of the teacup with two fingers, wine-red pupils were shining in Zeze's eyes

"Why can't I be here, Kuroba-san."

While the two were talking, other guests who had already sat down on both sides also cast their gazes over.

Conan looked around between the two of them, but he didn't notice the increasingly strong smell of gunpowder wafting in the air.He tilted his head, feeling a little strange

"Heiyu-kun, do you know Baima-kun?"

Kaito was stunned for a moment, and seemed a little unaccustomed to this address, turned his head to look down at him, and said blankly:

"You even know him?!"

But the white horse nodded, a gentle voice with a slight taste of the British ocean moisture was even more flat because of memories

"Of course, Edogawa-kun and I met in the Twilight Pavilion, right? Edogawa-kun really deserves to be a great detective."

As soon as Kaito heard that Detective White Horse moved his mouth to praise the famous detective, he immediately became alert, pulled Conan from in front of White Horse with a look of contempt, picked the farthest seat and sat down close to Conan, close to each other , as if guarding against something.

Conan was taken aback by Kaito's action, but he also felt inexplicable: why does this guy have such big mood swings.

However, seeing Kaito's face full of boredom, Conan couldn't help but feel amused, and half-comforting, half-jokingly said:

"Hey, you don't have to hide from him like this, do you? His surname is White Horse, neither White Tiger nor White Lion. You don't need to look like you see your deadly enemy, it's almost enough."

"Hiding him?! It's not that this bug is so annoying, how could I hide him?!"

Kaito looked like a big wild cat whose beard had been plucked, and complained angrily in a low voice: "As long as he is present, all my actions will not go smoothly. Every time! It's really annoying! Anyway, I feel uncomfortable when I see him Comfortable, I don't know why, I always feel that the fake foreign devil must have no kindness in his heart this time."

"Is that so?" In order to confirm Kaito's statement, Conan looked curiously at Hakuba again.

The latter noticed the child's gaze, and responded with a slight smile, and raised the teacup in his hand to him by the way, looking very gentlemanly and gentle.

Conan turned around: "Is there anything particularly strange about him? I don't think so."

Kaito lowered his head and fiddled with the tassels on the tablecloth unintentionally, his light purple pupils fixedly stared at a certain pattern on the cloth:

"in spite of."

He thought for a while, and then added: "Anyway, detective, you should try to stay as far away from him as possible. If I see the two of you approaching within three meters, I will rush over and carry you away."

Conan twitched the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say anything against him, he just turned his head away from him speechlessly.

At this time, several guests at the table raised their glasses to celebrate the start of the luncheon.

All the guests present were both male and female.First, a couple, sitting on the right of the chief, stood up and introduced themselves.It was the man who spoke first:

"Good afternoon, everyone. My name is Daisaburo Haneda. I am the captain of the prefectural police detachment in Saitama Prefecture. This is my wife: Ayako Haneda. She is a reporter."

The woman named Ayako was wearing a simple and refreshing beige long dress. The pendant threads on the skirt collided and entangled silently during her bending and bowing movements, and her whole person's temperament was harmonious and gentle.

"Hi, I'm Ayako Haneda."

After speaking, they both sat down.

Then, a man in a neat suit with an elite look stood up and said:

"I am a prosecutor named Qili Tongchuan, and the person next to me is my friend who is a forensic doctor."

Pointing to a fat man with small eyes who stood up in response, he continued, "His name is Murakami Okuda."

Later, there were two ordinary-looking and plainly dressed men who did not know each other.

One is a detective named Tanihara Yanren, a middle-aged man with sharp eyes.

The other is a little-known magician, who probably came to this building because of someone's recommendation.He has a very good temper, and let everyone call him by his name—Momohara.

Of the two remaining, a man in a blue tie and a rumpled white shirt is a lawyer named Shu, and the other is a conservatively dressed female architect named Kelian Yui.

After Conan looked around the entire long table for a week, there were a few things that caught his attention.

However, perhaps it was because of the sudden change of the sky.In the suddenly gloomy light, the expressions of those people were surprisingly consistent with the weird and gloomy decorations hanging on the wall in front of the table.

Kaito bumped his arm lightly, leaned close to him with his ear, and spoke in a low voice, without the words being heard:

"Detective, have you noticed? These people are either very good at logical reasoning, or they are active in pioneering thinking. The middle-aged detective sitting in the corner and wearing low-key ordinary clothes is consciously or unconsciously on the butler Dodging his actions while cooking, presumably that person has already discovered that there is something wrong with the housekeeper, but has not made the information public. Therefore, everything here should not be underestimated."

After Conan finished listening, he held up his knife and fork to cut things on the plate happily, and nodded as if unintentionally.

"You're right, I noticed that man too."

His eyes raised slightly, showing a naive expression that didn't match his words, and he continued to play a child hard,

Kaito was silent for a while, then put down the tableware in his hand, and pulled Conan's seat closer to him, and then closer.

A luncheon with bad visitors.

It ended in an atmosphere of their own ghosts, mutual suspicion, confusion and mystery.

The old butler stretched out his arms, and pressed down on both sides with both hands, signaling to everyone to be safe and calm.Immediately, a servant pushed a small cart with many letters on it.When the housekeeper distributed them to everyone, there was only one left in the car.

How could there be an extra envelope for such a well-arranged banquet?

Detective Baima shared the doubts he shared with Conan: "Excuse me, is there anyone who didn't come to the luncheon?"

The man dressed as a lawyer replied: "That's the woman who lives in the cubicle next to me. I don't know her, but I didn't see her when I came out of the room. I was the first among us to reach the mirror hall." , Later, I saw her carrying a large bag and being assigned to a compartment in my room by the servants. Why she didn't come to the banquet hall, I don't know."

At the same time, the butler motioned for everyone to open the envelope.

The letter paper with a strange aroma was unfolded one by one, and there were trembling red and black ink handwriting on the paper, which was printed narrowly and obliquely in the dim light, showing the color of dried blood.The letter said:

Honorable guests:

Hello.

Welcome to the Mirror Pavilion, I am the owner.

I ask you to settle the time I have entrusted within two days.During this period, no contact with the outside world is allowed, and all information about the mirror house is not allowed to be passed on to the outside world, including communication, subpoena, sending letters, and surfing the Internet.

One is to allow you to concentrate on and go all out to solve the incident; the second is to test everyone's ability; the third is to cut off all your back roads, and you can only get out of the mirror hall if you crack the encryption of the mirror hall!

bring it on!Please don't care about everyone around you.When time resolves, I will pay as indicated on the invitation.

Museum owner

yours truly

The prosecutor named Qili was furious after reading the letter, his face changed suddenly, and he stood up excitedly.During the movement, he accidentally pulled the square scarf under the cup, and the square scarf drove the teacup to slide down, and fell on the ground of Guangjian with a loud clatter.

"What?! What does this mean?! Are we going to lock us here?!"

Although the faces of the others were calm.But judging from the subtle expression changes, they must have been caught off guard.

At this moment, a roar that was dozens of times louder than before suddenly came from outside the museum.There are fine and dense splashes of water falling like raindrops of a torrential rain, returning to the bottom of the water with a splash.

Looking out through the window, it turned out that the small bridge connecting the Mirror Pavilion to the land was blown off.

Everyone was startled, and they all turned to look at the old butler with a loyal face.He bowed, kindly like a puppet without any opinions:

"Please follow the instructions of the museum owner to solve the puzzle! Everyone can visit the museum at will."

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