Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

There were many empty rooms in the villa, so Maori randomly found an empty room to put his luggage, and he and Conan lived together. Hui Yuan followed Xiaolan and Sonoko through the corridor and chose a room next to it, and the three of them lived in the same room.

Xiaolan leaned against the balcony and saw the empty snowy field in the backyard. She said happily, "It's so beautiful. It's so great here. It's great to be here."

"That's all right," Sonoko sighed with a listless look on her face, "God must be punishing me. Doita is actually a fat man..."

"You still care..."

at the same time--

"Dong dong!"

A gloomy young man knocked on Maori's door, "Sir, dinner is ready."

"I see."

Maori opened the door and watched the strange young man leave to call other people. The man was Sukama Kiyohiro who came to work at the holiday villa. He looked skinny, had a bowl-cut haircut, and was dull, taciturn and gloomy.

In the restaurant on the first floor of the villa, party members gathered around the dining table one after another. Only the chat room leader "Escape King" and another member "Shadow Mage" had not arrived.

After some simple pleasantries, Maori turned into a foodie and devoured the table full of delicious food, while several magic fans started chatting while eating.

"Speaking of the most respected Japanese magician, my favorite should be Kuroba Touichi. His stage performances can be said to be superb."

Doi Takeshu agreed as if he had found a soulmate: "Yes, me too."

"I like Kinoshita Yoshiro," said Tanaka Takahirae. "He is so young, and at the age of 20, he has all the titles."

"The one I like is Kujuku Motoyasu," Hamano Toshiya interrupted.

"Didn't Kujuku Motoyasu kill his own apprentice, Kinoshita Yoshiro, in the past?"

"Really? Having said that, his magic is indeed amazing."

"What's wrong with you? You only worship dead people," Kuroda Naoko smiled bitterly and shook her head, turning to Sonoko and the others, "I like the very popular Sanada Kazuzo, what about you?"

"Need I say more?" Sonoko coughed lightly and said affirmatively, "Of course it's Kaito Kidd!"

"what?"

"But he is a thief..."

"No matter who it is, no one can compare to Kaito Kidd!"

Seeing Sonoko's determination, everyone smiled and turned their attention to Maori who was concentrating on eating and drinking.

"Hmm?" Maori paused, put down his knife and fork and wiped his mouth without any embarrassment, "I don't have much respect for anyone, but as for magicians, I'm probably more interested in Kuroba Kaito, right?"

"Kuroba Kaito?"

"I've never heard of it. Does it have anything to do with Hei Yu Dao Yi?" Everyone looked confused.

"He is the son of Kuroba Toichi..."

"Pong!"

Doi Takeshu's fingers trembled, and his knife and fork accidentally fell to the ground. He laughed dryly at everyone's gaze, "Ahaha, this is really unexpected, because it seems that there is no news about Kuroba Touichi's son."

Kuroba Kaito, the son of Kuroba Toichi, or the Kaito Kid disguised as Doi Takeki, of course would not know that after Maori forced him to take photos in women's clothes last time, he conducted an identity investigation on him.

The elusive thief in the eyes of outsiders is now just a high school student with his own special purpose in Maori's eyes.

……

After dinner, Conan's cold got worse, his forehead was burning, and he had to go to his room to rest. ．．

Maori watched Xiaolan using a wet towel to apply to Conan's forehead, and said depressedly: "I told you that this kid shouldn't have come with us, but now everyone has to take care of him..."

Despite his complaints, Mao Li turned to the others and asked, "Do you have any medicine to reduce fever?"

"No, who would come here with medicine for no reason?"

"The medicine in the villa has just run out." The owner of the house, Huang Yize, also shook his head.

"There's no other way," Maori said helplessly, "Then I can only take Conan to the hospital first..."

"I brought the medicine," Doi Takeshu walked into the room with a glass of boiled water and a box of medicine, checked Conan's condition and said, "It's just a common cold, take some medicine and get some sleep and it will be fine."

"what?"

"Don't look at me like this," Doita said, touching the back of his head and smiling, "I'm a medical student, so I'm used to carrying all kinds of medicine."

Maori looked at Doita in confusion. This fat guy has been acting strangely since a while ago...

Of course, aside from this odd guy, the party itself was pretty weird.

Maoli returned to the living room with everyone else, deep in thought.

Two members who have not arrived yet, the villa in the snowy mountains... plus Conan and myself are there, the elements for the case to occur are basically complete.

If possible, he would like someone to take Conan to the hospital right now. Maybe if Conan, the God of Plague, was gone and only he, the God of Plague, was there, the case would not have happened...

"Mr. Yoshinori,"

Maori asked Araki Yoshinori, "Is there still no news about the remaining two people?"

"Not yet. I can't get through to the director, the Escape King, on the phone either," Araki shook his head. "It's really a headache. Tonight's program was arranged by him..."

"Then should we choose an acting director first?" asked Takahisa Tanaka.

"That's fine."

"To be fair, let's play finger-guessing..."

"Wait," Hamano Toshiya interrupted with a chuckle, "It's meaningless to just decide casually. Everyone likes magic, so we should use magic to decide."

"magic?"

"Yes," Hamano Toshiya looked at Sonoko and said, "Sonoko, can you help me?"

"I?"

Sonoko was stunned when Toshiya Hamano covered her eyes with a handkerchief.

"I will now use a white handkerchief to cover the beautiful eyes of Sonoko," Hamano Toshiya tied the knot and asked everyone, "Does anyone here have a pen or paper?"

"Is this okay?" Tanaka Takahisa picked up the pen and notepad next to the phone.

"Sure. Please write each name on a piece of paper one by one, fold them together, and turn them over to Sonoko."

"it is good."

"Then please ask Sonoko to randomly draw a circle, a cross, and a triangle on three pieces of paper. Be careful not to let others see it," Hamano Toshiya continued. "The circle is the acting director, the cross is the person in charge of tonight's entertainment program, and the triangle is responsible for boiling water..."

Maori stood by and watched silently as Tanaka Takahisa wrote his name on the notepaper one by one, and then handed it to Sonoko as instructed by Hamano Toshiya.

Of course they were not allowed to participate, they could only watch a magic show.

"All right!"

The marked notes were scattered on the dining table, and Hamano Toshiya said confidently: "Before you open it, let me make a prediction first!"

"predict?"

"If my hunch is correct, the acting director should be..." Hamano Toshiya pondered for a while, then smiled and pointed at Kuroda Naoko, "It's you, Ms. Kuroda!"

"Ah? No way, I don't want to be the head..." Kuroda Naoko nervously flipped open the circle marked paper, and her face looked bitter when she saw her name.

“I actually guessed it right!”

"awesome!"

Hamano enjoyed everyone's surprised looks: "Next is to boil the bath water... Miss Tanaka!"

"Ah? Me? How did you do that?"

Tanaka Takahisa held the note with her name on it and asked suspiciously, "Could it be that you switched the bags?"

"How is that possible?" Hamano shrugged. "You can see that I didn't touch the papers at all, and it was Sonoko who drew the marks while blindfolded..."

Maori's eyes widened. He didn't notice any strange behavior from Hamano during the whole process.

Unexpectedly, these magic enthusiasts are not doing this randomly, they come well prepared!

Of course, although he was surprised, Mao Li still showed his gentlemanly spirit and suggested to the beautiful lady Tanaka Takahisa: "Ms. Tanaka, I think I should go and boil the water."

"No,"

Tanaka Takahisa smiled and waved her hand, "Since it's my turn, of course I'll do it."

"The only thing left is the fork," Hamano watched Tanaka Takahisa leave and continued, "The person in charge of today's entertainment program, Doita, is you!"

"What? I can't do that. If you ask me to perform magic..."

Doi Takeshu opened the note with a bitter face and was stunned for a moment: "Huh? The person in charge of the entertainment program should be you, Mr. Hamano."

"Me?" Hamano Toshiya took the note in confusion and saw his own name. "This... is really weird. There's no reason..."

"Okay, go back to your room and think about the show."

"Don't make the same mistake again this time," Doita said with a smile.

"Did the magic fail?" Maori took the remaining pieces of note paper and looked at them over and over again. He still couldn't understand Hamano's prediction method.

"It was just a small mistake, but it was still very exciting," Sonoko admired the magic show very much, "It was already very good."

Chapter 76: Unjust death? Not unjust death!

At the party, the gloomy Sukama helped prepare snacks, and Araki Yoshi also brought red wine from the wine cellar.

Mao Li had finished the cigarettes he had with him, so he went back to the car to get some - he usually only smoked his favorite "Seven Stars" and he would cough if he smoked anything else.

"The remaining two people haven't arrived yet,"

Kuroda Naoko frowned and said, "They..."

"They won't come,"

Mao Li, wearing a coat, opened the entrance door and walked into the living room with a heavy face. "I just went to the cliff, and I don't know who has burned the suspension bridge!"

"Ah? How could this happen?"

Everyone in the living room exclaimed: "There is only one way down the mountain!"

"There is a limit to pranks..."

"This is not a prank,"

Mao Li looked serious. "If my guess is correct, someone might want to trap us here."

"But who would do such a thing?"

"Well..."

Faced with everyone's confusion, Mao Li just glanced at them and said nothing more.

Kuroda Naoko said with a worried look on her face: "The phone has been unreachable. Could it be that the phone line has been cut off somewhere?"

"It's hard to say, but...where's Mr. Hamano?"

Mauli asked.

"He should still be thinking about the entertainment in his room," Sonoko responded.

"Still in the room?"

Mao Li raised an eyebrow and rushed upstairs without bothering to explain: "Mr. Arara, which room does Mr. Hamano live in?"

"Room 302...what happened?"

Arano Yoshinori, Sonoko and others followed Mori upstairs in confusion.

"Mr. Hamano! Mr. Hamano?" Maori found Room 302 and knocked on the door. When no one responded, he turned the doorknob and found that the door was not locked.

I pushed open the door, and there was no one inside. Only cold wind blew in from the open balcony window, and the curtains fluttered in the wind.

"Strange, Mr. Hamano is not here?" Ara Yoshinori and others followed him into the room and were surprised to see Maori standing silently on the balcony outside.

"It's still too late..."