Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 403 The Wrath of the Goddess!
Hara Yoshiaki is still useful for the time being, and it's not necessarily necessary for Natsukawa to kill anyone himself.

People who court death will eventually die from their recklessness.

Hacking into the winery's network system?
Even the most brilliant software engineers find it hard to go undetected.

Hara Yoshiaki was too confident.

Gin has recruited quite a few talented software engineers, and when the quality is roughly the same, quantity becomes especially important.

Gin and Vodka will soon discover that their network has been compromised.

This time he planned to be a little more moderate and let Gin discover things for himself, just like Vodka had said before, subordinates sometimes can't be too smart.

While vodka is indeed stupid, there's a truth to that statement.

Xia Chuan stepped out of the elevator and looked up at the 300-meter-tall building.

"Unfortunately, it's going to explode in a few days."

In the story, the fire and explosion did not completely destroy the twin towers, but they were close. The connecting bridge on the 60th floor broke off and crashed onto the connecting bridge below.

In addition to the explosions in the main control room, underground power supply room, banquet hall, and top floor, the fire spread to half of the tower. Even though only Tower A was affected, the amount of work to be done to repair it was still terrifying.

The repairs will take at least a year, and before the repairs are completed, Tokiwa Group is expected to be forced into bankruptcy due to its inability to fulfill the contract on time.

In fact, this theatrical version also involves a serial murder case.

The murderer's name is Kisaragi Mine.

His studio forms a line with the Twin Towers and Mount Fuji, with the Twin Towers positioned right in the middle. This causes Mount Fuji outside the studio's floor-to-ceiling windows to appear "split" in two, severely impacting his painting.

Therefore, the old man planned a series of murders.

The creators of the Twin Towers skyscrapers were all his murder targets.

The reason is explosive. From Natsukawa's perspective, Tokiwa Mio is Kisaragi Mine's neon painting student, so he could have easily given Tokiwa Mio a room with the best view in the Twin Towers skyscraper to paint in.

Compared to his current small hilltop studio, the view of Mount Fuji from the twin towers is much more visually impactful.

This was a question Natsukawa had when he watched the theatrical version.

Someone with the brains to plan a murder would never think of painting on a twin-tower skyscraper.

Because of this question, Xia Chuan came to Ruyue Fengshui's studio.

After buying the hill, Ruyue Fengshui built a Japanese-style villa on the top of the hill as his studio. Usually, there are no outsiders, except for the servants who come up the mountain to cook and clean during mealtimes.

When Xia Chuan arrived, Ru Yuefeng was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the studio, staring blankly at the curtains in front of him, deep in thought.

Because he was still using the Tequila brand, Natsukawa didn't stand on ceremony. He didn't knock, went straight to the studio, and opened the Japanese-style door.

As Ruyue Fengshui was brewing his anger, he was startled when he suddenly heard the Japanese-style door open. He turned around, frowned, and asked, "Who are you? How dare you show up in my house without permission? If I call the police, you'll be eating a hot meal in jail tonight."

"The old man has quite a temper."

Xia Chuan smiled, and his pistol "accidentally" fell to the ground: "Sorry, there might be a hole in the inside pocket of my suit jacket. It keeps falling out these past few days."

"Oh right, what did you say earlier? You said you were going to treat me to dinner?"

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Ruyue Fengshui's face turned pale instantly; the visitor was clearly hostile.

Wearing a sharp black suit, his tall and imposing figure gave one the illusion of looking up at a towering mountain.

His expressionless, square face and hawk-like, sharp gaze seemed to pierce through his very soul.

ten minutes later.

Ruyue Fengshui brought over a tea tray and poured two cups of tea. He didn't ask about the visitor's purpose or identity; from the moment the other person dropped his gun, he had been in a passive position.

He didn't brew the tea himself; the other person wanted to drink it.

"Mr. Ruyue has such refined tastes, buying a mountain, building a house, and appreciating the mountain."

"Shh-"

The curtains were drawn back, letting in the afternoon sunlight, which was so bright that Ruyue Fengshui could barely open her eyes, and didn't want to open them at all.

He doesn't want to see Mount Fuji cut in two by the twin skyscrapers; that would be a disgrace to him!

"Don't open it!"

Ruyue Fengshui's pale face instantly flushed red, as if she were embarrassed and annoyed. She hurriedly ran over and pulled the curtains back closed.

"To be honest, once you have the twin towers, you can move there. They have a better view and a closer angle. Why insist on staying on this mountain?"

Xia Chuan took a sip of tea, frowned, and asked, "Do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

"You do not understand!"

When it came to his professional field, Ruyue Fengshui immediately straightened his back and was no longer afraid of the pistol that Xia Chuan had placed on the table.

"Mount Fuji stands proudly between heaven and earth like a holy goddess. It is sacred, and from any angle, the twin skyscrapers are like steel needles, tearing apart its solemnity, which is unforgivable no matter what."

Now that I've seen it, I can't stand idly by. I must avenge Him and make those who harmed Him pay the price they deserve!

Ruyue Peak sprayed water everywhere, and Xia Chuan took two steps back to create distance.

This person isn't just obsessive-compulsive, they're mentally ill, comparing Mount Fuji to a deity.

"Even if Tokiwa Mio is my apprentice, this is still unacceptable."

I had already explained the pros and cons to her when the building was first designed. Since she was so unrepentant, I had no reason to hold back!

I will personally end her life when she is at her most triumphant! The other accomplices will be no exception; this is the wrath of the goddess, her majesty is inviolable.

Having said so much at once, Ruyue Fengshui, who needed a cane to walk, was already covered in sweat.

However, from his expression and body language, Xia Chuan could not sense that he was an old man in his twilight years; he seemed like a spirited idealist.

That's right, it's the ideal home.

There's a saying that's true: many great artists are idealists and madmen at the same time.

Kisaragi Hōsui represents the pinnacle of neon-painted Mount Fuji style, making him both a proud artist and a pitiful madman.

"From the perspective of the teacher-student relationship, Mio was a student who respected her teacher; from the perspective of the art, she was a complete blasphemer."

Kisaragi Mineki plopped down on the ground, supporting himself with his hands behind his back, looking at Mount Fuji and the Twin Towers skyscrapers. The hatred in his eyes did not lessen after being vented; on the contrary, it intensified.

A few minutes later, Ruyue Fengshui realized that he had said so much that he seemed to have revealed his purpose.
He looked at Xia Chuan.

"How do you know this?"

Only he and Mio Tokiwa knew the details of their dispute over Mount Fuji and the twin skyscrapers.

The other party was blinded by profit and had no time to tell others this story, while he himself never mentioned it to anyone.

What was the purpose of this strange man in black who opened the French windows of his house as soon as he arrived today and asked this pointed question?
Regardless of the purpose, the goddess's wrath can only be appeased with blood and lives. In any case, the plan must be carried out!

Xia Chuan remained silent for a long time, and Ru Yuefeng Shui even felt a surge of murderous intent.

Kill this man in black, then conceal this information. We absolutely cannot let him affect our plans!
As for the difference in body size
The gun is on the table, isn't it?
(End of this chapter)