The cross-dressing master in the world of Detective Conan

Then another burly man carrying a hunting rifle appeared, which made Kazama Kaoru more vigilant.

Although island nations prohibit guns, they do not forbid the use of hunting rifles.

However, this man exuded a feeling that he found extremely repulsive. Although he kept smiling, he was probably not a good person and had definitely taken lives.

I stood outside for ages, only to find that most of the people inside the villa had already left.

Even the owner of the villa, the old lady Yuasa Chiyoko, left for the depths of the forest, saying she was going to visit her deceased husband's grave.

When she left, she took a dog named Saburo with her. Although she said it was an Akita Inu from Japan, its gray and white fur, along with the special feeling between its brows, always reminded Kazama Kaoru of a magical dog.

Its name resounds throughout the land, and with its unparalleled power, it has become a legend in people's hearts.

That unlucky husky, it destroys houses and wreaks havoc.

Chapter 272 The Missing Mr. Futagaki

"Hey, what will happen to the chocolate if Ms. Chiyoko leaves?"

The garden was a little flustered.

"It's alright, we'll teach you how to make chocolate. We're the ones teaching you how to make chocolate now, as a way of repaying Chiyoko-sensei for taking care of us. Plus, Chiyoko-sensei will also teach you how to make decorations."

"Oh"

Hearing this, Sonoko finally felt relieved.

She wasn't worried about the two women's cooking skills, but rather that her plan to confess her feelings might go wrong because of it.

This is a sacred place she carefully selected; we absolutely must ensure her confession succeeds!

Kaoru Kazama looked at Sonoko's slightly "fierce" expression and shook his head, sighing at how complex and changeable the emotions of teenagers were.

But they forgot that her body wasn't actually more than a few years older than Sonoko's.

Upon entering the room, the decorations were quite ordinary, yet they gave off a warm feeling. The room's theme also used warm colors, which somewhat reduced the sense of unfamiliarity of being away from home.

"Alright, this is where we're going to make chocolate. Boys, please don't come in."

After putting their luggage in their rooms, Ms. Ayako took Kaoru Kazama and Ran to the kitchen.

The older man and Conan were left in the living room to watch TV and play cards.

Conan looked a little resentful, after all, he managed to sneak into the women's bathhouse by virtue of his child status, which was quite shameless.

"What, you still want to stay here and watch? They'll deliver the finished product to you. We need to maintain some mystery, right? Alright, alright, get out of here."

Kaoru Kazama, with her sharp eyes, spotted Conan peeking through the crack in the door.

This guy is completely oblivious; he's probably a kid pretending to be a psychopath, genuinely acting like a clueless child.

After chasing Conan away, Kaoru Kazama began watching several beautiful women make chocolates.

Actually, making it yourself is just melting store-bought chocolate, shaping it according to your own preferences, and then letting it cool again to create your own masterpiece.

It is said that during this process of melting and solidifying, one's own feelings are incorporated. In any case, Kaoru Kazama did not see it, but Ran and the others seemed to be having a lot of fun.

Moreover, they did have some conscience, adding a lot of decorations, such as cream cheese.

Among the group, Sonoko made the fastest progress, probably because her goal was the clearest.

While Kaoru and Ran were still cooling down, she had already drawn decorations on them with cream and clearly wrote "For Makoto," which was quite bold.

However, when it was Xiaolan's turn, she became a little hesitant.

Staring at the empty heart-shaped chocolate, holding cream in my hand, I didn't know where to start.

Conan is so slow and he hasn't even confirmed a relationship yet.

Of course, it cannot be guaranteed that Xiaolan will be better off after they confirm their relationship. Everyone has their own family matters, and no matter how much outsiders talk about these emotional troubles, it will only add to their worries.

"Wow, Sister Xiaoxun, your chocolates are so beautiful! Did you make the carvings on them yourself?"

Sonoko stared in disbelief at Kaoru Kazama's chocolate. Instead of writing anything on it with cream, she had carved exquisite patterns on it with a carving knife.

Kaoru Kazama casually twirled his sword, his expression somewhat embarrassed.

This act of putting on airs always feels a bit helpless. She can't exactly say that the system rewarded her with the level 1 swordsmanship skill and she used it on chocolate decorations, can she?

The snow outside was falling heavier and heavier, and the weather began to turn gloomy, no longer as sunny as it had been at the beginning, as if foreshadowing something.

Miss Ayako's expression began to show signs of anxiety.

After all, her boyfriend, Yoshiki Futagaki, is still in this snowstorm-shrouded mountain and hasn't returned yet.

Moreover, during her casual conversation while making chocolates, she revealed that the owner of this villa, Ms. Chiyoko's husband, died in an avalanche. When Saburo found him, he had been buried under the snow for more than a week.

Moreover, there was another person who went with him, and they still haven't been found. That person was Miss Ayako's brother.

Therefore, she was always somewhat sensitive to these kinds of things, and the atmosphere suddenly became a bit somber.

"Click"

At that moment, the doorknob was gently turned, and Uncle Mori and Conan appeared at the door.

The uncle wasn't as resentful as before, and surprisingly, he spent a peaceful afternoon with Conan.

"Um, do you need our help?"

The man was probably too bored, and also worried about his daughter.

Actually, for a doting father like me, the chocolates I made in this weird place were probably meant for that brat Shinichi Kudo, and I couldn't stop him, which is why I was so resentful at the beginning.

"No, no, men can't go into the kitchen, otherwise they'll end up like Nigaki with their hands."

Despite her easygoing demeanor when chatting with them, Mika Pinkawa can be quite assertive when speaking to older men.

However, upon hearing her words, Kaoru Kazama immediately thought of the bandage wrapped around Yoshiki Nigaki's hand.

No wonder you got hurt; it turns out it was because you went into the kitchen.

Just think about how chauvinistic men are in island nations. Some of them can't even use a kitchen knife properly, let alone go into the kitchen. How can they compare to the gentle and considerate men of our great China?

"Hey, we're going out for a bit to go find Er Yuan, who hasn't come back yet. You guys stay here and wait for us to return."

It was almost seven o'clock, and there was still no sign of Yoshiki Nigaki, who had gone out in the morning. So, Ms. Ako and Ms. Fukagawa decided to go looking for Mr. Nigaki together.

I ran into Ms. Chiyoko outside the door. She was returning from visiting the grave, but she only said a word before hurrying out. She seemed to be in a hurry.

Kaoru Kazama stood outside the window watching the heavy snow falling. The weather was gloomy and overcast, a stark contrast to the bright and warm atmosphere inside the house.

Since the teacher had already left, she stopped making chocolates.

After all, she wasn't a young girl in love like Ran or Sonoko, so how could she possibly regard making chocolate as something sacred?

She ate it right after it was made; the high-calorie chocolate did a good job of filling her empty stomach.

You should know that she only drank a bowl of porridge before setting off in the morning.

I glanced at my watch; the minute hand was pointing to six. It was already 7:30. It would be even more troublesome if these two people who went out to look for someone got lost.

Just as she was debating whether to go out and look for them, two people dressed entirely in ski suits walked into the villa.

Only after they took off their hats did they recognize that they were Miss Ayako and Miss Shika, who had gone out to look for someone.

"I can't find Mr. Eryuan anywhere."

Both of them looked worried and frowning.

"Yes, we've already split up and searched all the places he might go."

"And the snowstorm is getting heavier and heavier."

"The only option now is to split up and search for him while we still have some sight."

The middle-aged man put on his trench coat and spoke decisively.

In an instant, everyone inside the villa sprang into action.

Conan originally wanted to join in, but Ran stopped him with lightning speed.

The wind and snow outside are getting heavier and heavier; how could we let the children get involved and cause trouble?

At this point, it's no longer a matter of him being a fake child; someone his size could easily get lost in the snowstorm.

No matter how high one's IQ is, this will not change.

Chapter 273 The Law of Conservation of Intelligence

Although Conan smiled and told Ran that he would stay in the cabin.

But how could a great detective driven by his adventurous spirit be a person who could sit still? With his extraordinary canine affinity, he became the first man to dominate Saburo since the owner of Fukito Villa who died.

As Kaoru Kazama was leaving, she happened to see Conan smiling as he watched them leave from the doorway.

Regardless of whether there was any hidden meaning in his smile, the funniest thing is that Saburo, who is not particularly big, is actually a little taller than Conan when he squats down.

Keep in mind that this thing was standing up.

I always felt that Conan's height was a mystery. Sometimes he was like a half-grown boy, and other times he was so short that he couldn't even reach the doorknob when he stood on tiptoe. This is obviously the height of someone under five years old.

While the adults were frantically shouting in the blizzard, Conan, with Saburo's keen sense of smell, found the already deceased Mr. Futagaki Yoshitaka a step ahead.

Kazama Kaoru and the others chased after Saburo after hearing his shouts. Along the way, they encountered another man carrying a hunting rifle, named Itakura Hajime, who also lived in the cabin at Fukitoyama.

With poachers and reporters present, Kaoru Kazama began to doubt whether this was truly the renowned place for making love chocolates. It seemed that apart from them, no one else had come specifically to make chocolates.

When they arrived at the scene following the sound, they saw Mr. Yoshitaka Futagaki, who died with his eyes wide open.

He was sitting leaning against a tree, with wounds on his body and a very conspicuous trail of blood running down from his head, as if he had been beaten to death.

Ran spotted Conan standing next to the corpse at a glance, ran up to him in a few steps and started nagging him.

She knew this guy wouldn't stay put; a murder scene is where death resides—that's an eternal law in the world of Conan.

Miss Ayako was stunned when she saw her lover in this state. Her mouth opened but no sound came out. She stared blankly at Yoshiki Futagaki, who was not moving at all.

Just as she was about to rush over to find out what was going on, she was stopped by the older man.

"Don't go over there. Judging from the wound on his head and the blood-stained branch that fell nearby, this was definitely a crime that happened sometime during the night. If you rush over, you'll ruin the scene."

"W-what, a murder?"

The fact that Mr. Nigaki died so mysteriously here was already shocking enough, but then the news of his murder came out.