Conan: Above all force, there is truth!

Therefore, it seems that when the right time comes, it's time for the sisters to recognize each other.

In a while, it should be Girls' Day, perhaps...

……

A week later

Looking at the snow scene outside the window, Longye, sitting in the back of the car, shook his head speechlessly.

Just a few days ago it was summer, and now it has suddenly turned into winter. This experience is truly indescribable.

Xiao Lan, who was also in the back seat, looked at her father in the front with a hint of worry on her face: "Dad, please drive carefully!"

"Next week you're going to that charity gala for children who lost their families in car accidents!"

"What a hassle! I understand!"

Kogoro Mouri gripped the steering wheel tightly while impatiently responding.

At that moment, Conan, in the passenger seat, also spoke up: "Uncle, it's not really good for you to be gripping the steering wheel so tightly!"

"If an unexpected situation occurs, it will be difficult for your hands to react flexibly in a timely manner!"

"If you were to have a car accident here, it would be extremely disrespectful to Ms. Su Fang Hongzi, who invited us today."

Maori Kogoro:?

Are you cursing me?

He glanced at the road ahead to make sure everything was alright, then looked at Conan sitting in the passenger seat and lowered his left hand from the steering wheel.

next moment.

"What are you saying, you brat?!"

"Boom!"

"what!!!"

Seeing the large bump on Conan's head, Ryūno in the back row nodded, thinking to himself that he deserved it.

After the little incident, Uncle Mori recalled Ms. Su Fang Hongzi, who had invited him.

"This Ms. Su Fang Hongzi used to be a famous singer known as the 'Oriental Canary,' and now she seems to be running a publicity company."

"She's busy handling company matters related to her entertainment career every day and hasn't sung in public for a long time."

"To be honest, I never expected to receive an invitation from her... Ah!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Uncle Mori suddenly saw a large tree that had fallen in front of him.

After letting out a scream, he immediately slammed on the brakes and instantly turned the steering wheel to the side.

After these maneuvers, the car finally came to a safe stop in front of the tree trunk.

Seeing the car stop, Ryūno removed his hands that were protecting Ran and Ai Haibara.

Everyone got out of the car.

Uncle Mori walked up to the tree trunk and complained loudly, "What the hell! This is too dangerous!"

"After a sharp turn, I saw this tree trunk. If I hadn't braked in time, our car might have flown off the road!"

The group looked around and realized that the tree trunk had not fallen in the middle of the road by chance due to natural causes.

Conan immediately walked up to the tree trunk and began to examine it.

Soon after, he discovered a piece of white paper pasted on the tree trunk.

He immediately reached out and tore off the piece of white paper, ready to see what was on it.

Uncle Mori saw Conan's actions, stepped forward, snatched the white paper, and began to read it.

There seems to be something written on the white paper.

All the words above are pieced together using different printed fonts.

Uncle Mori slowly read aloud the words: "Never assist Su Fang Hongzi's charity gala, or you'll regret it! —The Cursed Masked Messenger"

This threatening note immediately caught Conan's attention.

……

Soon after, Longye and his group arrived at Su Fanghongzi's residence.

Looking at the tall, somewhat symmetrical building before him, Ryūno couldn't help but think, "Teiji Moriya must really like this building..."

After everyone got off the bus, Conan immediately exclaimed, "Hey? Isn't that photographer Masaki Katagiri?"

Upon hearing Conan's words, Ryuno and the others also turned to look.

Only Uncle Mori looked puzzled.

Photographer Masaki Katagiri?

Who is he?

Seemingly noticing the confusion on her father's face, Xiaolan explained, "Over the years, he's photographed beautiful landscapes from various countries. He's not only famous in the photography industry, but also in the tourism industry!"

"Oh..." Uncle Mori narrowed his eyes and stared carefully at Katagiri Masaki's face.

Hmm, I didn't recognize her after all!

Just then, Ryūno walked up to Conan and casually remarked, "Conan, I didn't expect you to know him too~"

"I thought most kids weren't interested in things like photography~ You're really like a little adult!"

"Huh? Haha, I saw it on TV before. This uncle takes really good photos!"

After hearing Ryuno's words, Conan replied somewhat hesitantly.

Seeing Conan's expression, Ai Haibara, who was being pulled along by Ran, had a thoughtful look in her eyes.

At that moment, two more cars drove into the gate of the mansion.

Upon seeing the person getting out of one of the cars, Uncle Mori immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Ah! It's the home run king, Matsudaira!"

Uncle Mori's voice wasn't low, and Matsudaira Mamoru overheard what he said.

Matsudaira Mamoru stared at Mori's face for a moment, then walked over to him: "Huh? Aren't you that famous detective?"

At that moment, Katagiri Masaki, who was standing nearby, also walked towards the two of them: "I was wondering why you looked so familiar. It turns out you are the famous Mr. Mori!"

Seeing that the two recognized him, Uncle Mori laughed and said, "So you two have also been invited to be guests at next week's charity gala!"

"Yes!"

"..."

While the group was exchanging pleasantries, the door of another car opened.

A beautiful lady wearing a purple coat and a purple scarf came down.

The moment he saw the woman, Kogoro Mouri immediately broke into a bright smile.

Wow! She's a beauty!

Seeing her father like this, Xiaolan closed her eyes, preparing to deliver a blow to his head.

Just then, Matsudaira Mamoru, who was standing to the side, actually became even more excited than Kogoro Mouri.

His eyes widened, and he clenched his fist excitedly, saying, "She's the tarot card reader, Haruka Nagara, who's so popular in magazines and on television!"

Seeing the home run king so excited, Longye and the others were somewhat surprised.

How could a renowned home run king be so interested in a tarot reader?

The next moment, Matsudaira Mamoru said with a smile, "Actually, before each game, I choose a different glove based on her divination and my lucky color for that day! That's why I'm able to hit so many home runs!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's lips twitched.

So, the ultimate goal of sports is also theology, right?

Chapter 107 Beware of the Mask!

The conversation reached Nagara Haruka's ears.

But her mind didn't seem to be on that.

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, she stared intently at the mansion before her, speechless, and exclaimed, "This is!"

Seeing this, Uncle Mori immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

At this moment, Ms. Nagara Haruka withdrew her gaze, looked at everyone, and slowly said, "This house gives me a very ominous feeling... I feel that a great disaster may occur."

As she spoke, she pulled a tarot card from her chest.

This scene clearly surprised Longye, who exclaimed inwardly, "Wow!"

No wonder he's a master who makes a living through divination; he can actually pull out tarot cards from a place like this!

...

Upon hearing what Ms. Nagara Haruka said, Uncle Mori frowned slightly and said with a wry smile, "That's really bad luck..."

Katagiri Masaki, who was standing nearby, quickly interrupted, "It's not a solution for us to just stand here and chat. Let's go inside and talk first."

“That makes sense.” Uncle Mori immediately nodded in agreement with his proposal.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the mansion.

Looking at the two entrances of the mansion symmetrically located on the left and right, everyone was momentarily confused.

Which door should we go in through?

Just as everyone was pondering, both doors were opened.

Two identical maids came out and said in turn, "Welcome to our distinguished guests!"

Seeing this, everyone was even more puzzled.

At this moment, one of the maids spoke first: "Mr. Mori and his party, please enter and rest from the east entrance here."

As soon as she finished speaking, the maid on the other side also spoke up: "Mr. Katagiri, Mr. Matsudaira, and Ms. Nagara, please enter and rest from the west entrance here."

Upon hearing this, everyone became even more puzzled.

Home run king Matsudaira even asked directly, "Why do we have to split up and go in from both sides?"