Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 150
"I hope so." Xiao Lan sighed, and handed the cleaned pot to Bai Shu.

Bai Shu carefully wiped off the water stains on the pot with a cloth, and when he turned to look for the cupboard with it, a trace of extremely strong emotions suddenly came from the air.

He paused and turned his head to look at the sink.After realizing that Conan and Xiaolan were chatting quietly with their backs to him, and did not look at him, Bai Shu closed his eyes.

The field of vision gradually went dark, but quickly turned on again, switching to another person's perspective.

He "saw" a pair of gloved hands slowly pulling out strips of tape and attaching them to a latticed window.

After that, that hand picked up an iron rod, smashed the taped window with a small movement, reached in, unplugged the window latch, and entered the room.

The sofa in this room faces the window with a bald middle-aged man sitting on it.

Da Shan stared at the TV with snot and tears in his eyes. What was playing on the screen was the parting scene of the male and female protagonists. The desolate bgm resounded through the room, covering the slight movement by the window.

The infiltrator walked behind him step by step, raised his hand, and slowly raised the iron bar above his head.

The moment it fell, Bai Shu opened his eyes again.

In front of him was the plain dark cabinet door, the background music in his ears disappeared, and the sound of the wind whistling outside the window brought him back to reality quickly.

Bai Shu smoothly put the pot into the cabinet and set it up, closed the cabinet door, turned around and returned to the sink.

Finding that the pots and bowls have been washed, he briskly suggested, "Let's go, let's set up the card table first."

"Okay." Xiaolan took down a few clean cups and smiled at him, "You and Conan go there first, I'll prepare drinks for everyone."

……

After staying in the living room for a short time, the few people who left returned one after another.

Kaori Nakahara and Toda Ginji both looked miserable and suffering from the cold.

Jiangnan Guobu, who was going to take out the garbage, also returned to the lobby. She glanced at the watch on the wall and found that the time was less than ten o'clock, so she turned to Toda Ginji, "Didn't you say you were going to slide until 11 o'clock?"

"It's starting to snowstorm outside, a fool will really skate until 11 o'clock!"

Toda Ginji shook the snow off his shoulders, took off his damp coat and hung it at the door, and bounded into the room with his arms around his teeth chattering:

"Is there any wine, give me some, I'm freezing to death!"

Jiang Nanguo stepped into the kitchen to warm up hot shochu, and brought it out to him. Fei Tian Yin'er sat at the table and drank two or three cups, and finally recovered, holding the wine cup and exhaling slowly.

At this time, Kanazawa Zhiyasu, who said he was going to take a bath, also returned to the living room with a towel on his shoulders.

Everyone was distributing the snacks that Kaori Nakahara bought. Kanazawa Zhiyasu walked to the table, rummaged for a while and was taken aback, "Is there no salad?"

"Sorry, it's sold out. I bought you a piece of seaweed, so let's take it easy."

Kaori Nakahara picked up the list, and ran her carefully dyed nails along the paper, stopping at a certain line:
"And this, the ice cream is also sold out... Who ordered this kind of thing in such a cold day!"

Toda Ginji hiccupped slightly drunk, "It must be Mr. Dashan! He loves ice cream the most."

Kaori Nakahara snorted, "It's really unhealthy to eat such high-calorie food all the time at a very old age."

"You don't care what people like to eat. After dividing the food, let's play cards. It's so boring!"

The card table was set up, time flew by, and the clock hanging on the wall quickly pointed to 10:30.

The child was not allowed to go to the poker table, so Conan could only watch from the sidelines. He propped his head up and looked at the watch, gradually becoming a little absent-minded.

After waiting for another 5 minutes, Conan couldn't help looking at the corridor, and poked the white tree next to him, "Isn't that show ending at 10 o'clock, why hasn't Uncle Dashan come out yet?"

I don't know if it's because of the bad weather, but Conan is always a little uneasy, but the doll next to him encounters the crime machine, but he looks very worried, and is still concentrating on the card...

Shiroki glanced at him, but didn't answer, but Kaori Nakahara reached out and rubbed Conan's head:

"Little brother is very careful, but don't worry, Mr. Dashan is the kind of person who likes to record the drama, and then play the highlights several times for aftertaste. Maybe today's episode has more highlights!"

Toda Ginji also sneered twice, glanced at the corridor leading to Dashan General's bedroom, and lowered his voice to gossip with them:

"Professor Dashan has no resistance to that kind of bloody drama. Not only will he watch it repeatedly, but he will cry while watching it! This is why he doesn't let us into his room every time he watches a drama."

Bai Shu followed his gaze and looked over there, "The old professor is very childlike."

The people at the table laughed, and Conan's mood eased slightly.

However, General Dashan did not come out of the bedroom until eleven o'clock.

Conan really couldn't sit still this time, and said again, "Uncle is too slow."

Jiangnan Guobu played out the last two cards, looked at her watch, and then she agreed with Conan's opinion, "It's really a bit strange... Could it be that I was too tired from skiing today and fell asleep directly?"

Kaori Nakahara still had a lot of cards in her hand, she pulled her hair, suddenly rolled her eyes, threw all the cards into the pile, and got up naturally, "Guess what, just go and have a look." alright."

Toda Ginji glared at her, "Hey, leave after the fight! You just want to find an excuse to run away because you are afraid of losing!"

"Nonsense, am I that kind of person?" Kaori Nakahara turned her head and rolled her eyes at him, turned into the corridor, and went straight to General Oyama's bedroom.

"...It's obviously just cheating." Toda Ginji hecked twice in displeasure, turned around and sat down angrily.

As soon as Kaori Nakahara left, it was his turn to play the cards.

He stared at his cards for a few seconds, and was about to draw two of them, when a terrified scream came from the direction of Dashanjiang's room:

"what--!!"

The screams were magnified by the reverberation in the wooden corridor, and the whining snowstorm outside the window brought a bit of gloom for no reason.

While the others were stupefied, Conan's face changed, and he quickly turned over and rushed over.

Xiaolan and Toda Ginji followed closely behind.

When Bai Shu rushed to the gate of General Dashan unhurriedly, he found the two of them, together with Kaori Nakahara, paralyzed after two stops, and all froze at the gate.

Bai Shu bypassed them, and looked into the room with his head, and saw that Da Shan was kneeling and kneeling, leaning against the wall beside the door.

His obese body was tied tightly with two ropes, a large piece of fat was stretched out from his belly, his mouth was strangled by a handkerchief, his bald head was covered with bruises, and a long knife was stuck in his back.Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and the sweater was covered with mottled blood.

(End of this chapter)