Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 593 Your wife is gone

   "Huh? He actually showed up?"

   Qianjian's mother-in-law pushed her glasses suspiciously.

   The maid responded, and immediately remembered what she had guessed earlier, "The master probably doesn't intend to show up", and lowered her head a little embarrassedly.

   Her face turned slightly red, she quietly turned to the side, let the door open, and led the way for the guests.

  …

   A group of people walked through the hallway and came to the restaurant.

   Pushing open the double-opening door, I saw three tables in a ∏ shape in the dining room—the two long tables were placed opposite each other, and the short table opposite the door and farthest from the door had one person sitting.

   The "owner" sits in the main seat with a set of tableware with delicate patterns in front of him.

   He was wearing a black robe and a purple peaked hood. His face was tightly covered, except for two faint eye holes. It looked like some villain in a game had not been closed properly and had accidentally slipped into reality.

   Jiang Xia: "..." Good, good middle two.

Next to   , Cowboy Detective apparently had the same idea.

   And he said loudly: "Haha, have you watched too much TV - it is said that Kidd is an uncle in his forties, why do you look like a fourteen-year-old junior high school student."

   The second sick man in the restaurant ignored him.

   Seeing that everyone is here, the host said in a deep voice: "The famous detectives present. I sincerely welcome you to this evening hall - please take your seats first."

  "..." Kidd stared faintly at the house owner who was different from him in any way, and secretly condemned the irresponsibility of this person.

   However, after thinking about it, the mastermind behind the scenes has blown up the bridge, and now whether the host is the real Kidd, the detectives can't run for a while... It seems that there is really no need to continue the show.

   Kidd sighed in his heart, found a place to sit down, and wanted to see what tricks this "host" planned to play in his name.

  …

   On the long dining table, several sets of tableware are being placed at this time.

   A group of people found a place to sit and looked at the table at the end.

Under the gazes of everyone, the organizer said unhurriedly: "Please come here, I hope you can help me find the treasure hidden in this annex. In order to make you feel at ease to accept this request... "

  Boom——

   As his voice landed, a vague explosion sounded in the courtyard.

   followed, and through the window of the dining room, you could see that the outside seemed to get a little brighter - there was a blur of light, like a flame burning.

  The location where Jiang Xia is located just happens to be able to see the corner of the parking lot outside the window.

   I saw a car parked there, which had been blown up and deformed.

   Considering that the organizer wants to keep people, the bomber will not only blow up one car. Although the other vehicles in the parking lot were out of his field of vision, it was not difficult to imagine their tragic state at this time.

   "..." Jiang Xia ordered a wax for the luxury car and someone's wife.

  Others also heard the explosion, and the atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly froze.

   The organizer seemed to have expected their reaction long ago, and said with a low smile: "No need to panic, this is just to prevent you from leaving without authorization."

   After saying that, he said again in the tone of Kaito Kidd: "In the past, you have always been chasing me, I think, in the principle of fairness, we should occasionally exchange positions between us.

   "This time, it's up to me to enjoy the thrill of driving you into a corner.

   "That's right, by the way - the suspension bridge leading to here is broken now, and you should have discovered it long ago. There is no telephone, no signal... You can't leave.

   "—unless you help me find that treasure."

Speaking of this, the host's voice suddenly sank, with a hint of threat and killing intent: "It took me many years to get this wealth, even if I risk my life, I will get it. I hope you don't let me Disappointed."

   Kidd touched the goosebumps on his arm.

  ... Zhong Er was nothing at all, but when he thought that this person was speaking on his own behalf, he was suddenly embarrassed. Real Kidd wouldn't say such things.

  Jiang Xia leaned back in the chair leisurely, looked at the host who was not murderous, and smiled: "When you say 'risk your life to find treasure', do you mean betting our lives?"

Next to   , Amuro glanced at him, thinking that he seemed to be able to speak again. Speaking of which, almost from the time he left the living room, the familiarity between the actions of "Kurozawa" disappeared again.

  ...There is indeed some connection between "can't speak" and "familiar body shape".

   Could it be that after staying in the living room for a while, now that he has calmed down, he has the energy to continue to disguise himself?

   Or it was actually some allergen in the living room that interfered with Matsuda's state... Well, I'll watch it later to see if Matsuda deliberately avoided the living room.

   At the same time, Amuro Toru instinctively touched the phone while speculating. I really want to send an e-mail to Kazami Yuya and the others immediately, asking them to thoroughly investigate this "Kurozawa", and Qianjian Yudai who came with him... Unfortunately, there is no signal here.

  …

   In front of the dining table.

  The host of the second year still ignored any questions or complaints.

He followed the words just now and continued: "For the person who finds the treasure, I will not only give him half of the wealth, but also tell him how to get out of here-the above are the general rules, I hope everyone here can do well Enjoy this life-threatening game."

   "Enjoy?" The cowboy detective pushed away the dining chair and stood up with a sneer.

He remembered his wife in a luxury car whose life and death were unknown on the parking lot outside. When he looked at the organizer, his words were thorny: "A game hosted by a person who is so timid that you don't even dare to show your face. I'm not interested in participating."

   said, strode over to the host, grabbed the sharp corner of the hood, and pulled it down.

   The other detectives looked at this scene and secretly let out a sigh of relief - relieved.

  However, everyone's eyes soon narrowed.

  ——Under the hood of the host, what was revealed was not the "true face of the phantom thief".

   is a rounded plastic head.

  ... That gloomy, cunning, ignorant "host" turned out to be just a human-shaped plastic mannequin with a horn on its head.

  …

  The model is just an ordinary model with no emotion. He was taken off his headgear and forced to show his bald head, and he did not feel that the society was dead.

   Under the complicated gazes of a group of people, it continued to say in that treacherous tone:

   "Okay, you can't solve the puzzle on an empty stomach, please enjoy this last supper."

  “…”

  The restaurant was quiet for a moment.

After a while, Detective White Horse put his hands on his chin and sighed elegantly: "Let the detective help solve the puzzle that he can't solve, this is not like what Kidd would do, he is on the side of the puzzle... …”

   Flappy-

   Taking advantage of the moment when his hands posed, the eagle, who was originally held by him, suddenly flew towards Jiang Xia.

   Then he was pulled by the anklet attached to the back of the chair and started to flutter in place.

   (end of this chapter)