Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

"Humph, what's the big deal?" Dashang Zhushan said unhappily, "Since you know the treasure here, you should also know the history of this villa, right?"

"Of course," Maori nodded slightly and said calmly, "I heard that this place was bought by two detectives. Why is there only Mr. Okami?"

Maori knew very well that although the gourmet detective seemed to be chatting with him, he was actually trying to trick him.

"What two detectives?" Da Shang snorted, "I bought all this place with my own money, she just talked a lot!"

"she?"

Maori wanted to inquire about the other detective, but Okami didn't want to say much. He just stared at Maori warily and said, "Is it time to tell me now? What is the business of the famous Kogoro Akechi from the Heisei era?"

"It's nothing, actually," Maori chuckled as he walked around and looked around the villa, "I just wanted to make a deal with you."

"You want to steal the treasure?!" Da's face twisted, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly laughed, "If you can really decipher the code of the treasure, it's not impossible to give you half of the treasure..."

"Sorry," Maori said nonchalantly, "I'm not interested in the treasure, I just want to buy this villa."

"W-what?" Da Shang's eyes were full of confusion.

"It's probably not easy for you to take out hundreds of millions at once, right?" Mao Li looked directly at Da Shang and continued, "I can take over this villa from you at a reasonable price."

"Are you serious?" Da Shang's eyes were moved, but he found it hard to believe.

For two years, he tried everything he could to solve the mystery of the treasure, but he was already heavily in debt in order to buy the house, and now it is difficult to give up.

And to be honest, as an equally famous gourmet detective, Da Shang Zhu Shan has always been very confident in his IQ. But for more than two years, he and another famous detective racked their brains but failed to find the rumored treasure. He has largely believed that the treasure does not exist at all...

but……

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Oki's eyes, and he stared at Maori closely: "Five hundred million?"

"Don't even think about the price of 500 million. The most I can offer is 400 million."

Maori shook his head without hesitation.

"I spent more than 300 million to buy this villa. You only offered 400 million. Isn't that a bit too insincere?"

There was a light of greed in Ogami's eyes. "And if you, Detective Maori, find the treasure right after you take over the annex, wouldn't I be at a huge loss?"

"Treasure hunting is like doing business. There are bound to be winners and losers. You can't let Detective Shang be the only one to reap the benefits all the time, right?"

Mao Li's tone was slightly tinged with sarcasm, but he soon calmed down and said, "Of course, your consideration is not unreasonable. If I were you, I might have similar concerns... Then how about this, let's just sign an agreement."

"protocol?"

"I will help you pay off the loan you took out to buy this villa, and then this villa will still belong to you temporarily. You can continue to look for treasure here for 6 months. If you find the treasure after 6 months, I will not take a penny of the treasure, and this villa will automatically belong to me. If you do not find the treasure after 6 months, I will give you an additional million to buy this villa from you."

"it is good!"

Mao Li's proposal satisfied Da Shang very much, so he nodded and agreed without much hesitation. "However, I think we should add two more clauses: First, if the value of the treasure is less than the 400 million that Detective Mao Li proposed at the beginning, our agreement will be invalid; second, you have to help me solve the mystery in the next six months."

"This……"

Maori pretended to be embarrassed.

"certainly,"

Da Shang was worried that Mao Li would back down, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry, if the treasure is really worth less than 4 million, I will return the loan you paid, and then give you % of the treasure."

"...Well, okay."

……

The next morning, Ogami walked to the door to see Maori off, with a big smile on his fat face with a slicked-back hair: "Detective Maori, I go out once a week, so if you have anything to say, just contact me directly."

"I will."

Maori looked at the Dusk Annex again, nodded, and drove away with Haibara.

Huiyuan didn't say anything until he was far away from the Dusk Annex. Then he quietly took out a piece of paper with a hint of the treasure and read softly: "Two travelers looked up at the sky at night, the devil descended on the castle, the king escaped with the treasure, the princess shed tears on the Holy Grail and begged for forgiveness, the soldier committed suicide with a sword and blood stained the fields... Is this the so-called mystery of the treasure?"

Maori affirmed, "Okami must want me to solve the mystery, so it must be true."

"Uncle, do you really believe him?"

Huiyuan looked at the villa on the cliff behind and said, "What that man said..."

"How can I believe it? The power of money is terrifying, enough to motivate some people to kill. This famous gourmet detective doesn't look like a good person. He probably has his own plans. But it doesn't matter what happens. I will definitely not suffer any loss."

Maori smiled and drove quickly down the mountain along the same road.

If everything goes according to the agreement, in the worst case scenario, Mao Li will be able to acquire the villa at the market price; but if he does not follow the agreement and Da Shang has some evil intentions, Mao Li is confident that he can control this guy.

"But then again, what I care more about than Ogami Zhushan is actually the name of Karasuma Renya..."

"The millionaire who died 40 years ago?"

"Ah."

Maori looked serious.

Since the last check-up at the hospital, when Maori began to understand a lot of things, he roughly realized that the once famous super-rich Karasuma Renya might have an unclear relationship with the Black Organization that Conan has always been thinking about. It can even be said that Karasuma Renya is very likely the boss of the organization.

Maori didn't really believe it at first. After all, according to the information provided by Kaito, the Karasuma family began to decline after 40 years ago, and even such an important Twilight Villa was sold. Moreover, if Karasuma Renya was still alive now, he would be years old.

However, after Huiyuan moved into the Maori Detective Agency and Maori talked to her about the APTX4869 she developed, Maori had reason to believe this statement...

"So uncle, are you really going to start taking on the initial loan for that senior Zhu Shan?"

Huiyuan put down the note and said, "It's tens of millions. Even if you deposit it in the bank, it will be a lot of interest for six months... Xiaolan will definitely feel bad if she knows."

"About this..."

Mao Li's mouth curled up slightly, "Let me ask you, Xiao Ai, what day and month is it today?"

"You asked what day it was... Monday, May 4th, what's the matter?"

"How about yesterday?"

"Thursday, April 20th..."

"What about tomorrow?"

"Tuesday, May 19th, of course."

"Yeah, isn't that okay?"

Since he began to understand everything and realized that he might be the only person in the world who had no confusion about time, Mao Li smiled meaningfully, "It's only six months, maybe it will be over soon..."

Chapter 84 What is a classic—The Cursed Mask Murder Case!

A few days after returning from the Twilight Villa, at Dr. Agasa's house, Maori parked his newly bought Yamaha motorcycle at the door. After taking off his helmet, he smoked a cigarette in a very cool manner.

Since he began to understand many things, he realized the magical time changes in the world he lived in, and gradually accepted the strange attitude of the people around him who did not find this strangeness at all - just like it was still a hot summer not long ago, but the temperature dropped sharply since yesterday, and even snowflakes fell from the sky today. Mao Li also hastily put on an overcoat over his daily suit, but other people did not panic at all in this transition of clothing.

"Doctor, is what I want ready?"

"uncle?"

Conan, who was wearing a large sweater, opened the door for Maori and asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

"That's because Brother Mori asked me to make a few things, Shinichi," Dr. Agasa walked out from behind Conan and handed a suitcase to Mori with a smile, "Here, Brother Mori, everything is in here."

"Thank you so much, Doctor. I will transfer the money to you as soon as possible."

Mao Li took the suitcase with a smile and began to "inspect the goods".

"what?"

Conan curiously approached the open suitcase and found a pair of glasses like his inside, as well as a communicator to match the glasses, an ear-drop phone, and a badge of the Young Detective Team.

"This is for Ai."

After confirming that everything was correct, Maori closed the suitcase and said so.

"Prepared for Huibara?"

Conan was a little confused, "Uncle, why did you suddenly think of preparing these for her?"

"What? No?"

Maori did not answer Conan directly. Instead, he asked back, glanced at him, and then turned and left.

The former owner of the Dusk Villa was the tycoon Karasuma Renya, and this mysterious tycoon was suspected to be the boss of the Black Organization. Taking this into consideration, Mori, who planned to get the Dusk Villa, felt that it was necessary to prepare these self-defense (help) gadgets for Ai, the organization's traitor who lived next to him, even if it was just for peace of mind.

Of course, Maori didn't plan to tell Conan about these things for the time being. After all, this guy often gets carried away even in the ordinary process of solving cases - and after hearing the information about the organization, he is likely to do something reckless...

……

The suburbs are particularly deserted in winter. The bare woods are covered with snow and there is not a single person in sight. The howling cold wind makes it particularly bleak.

Under the gloomy sky, Maori was driving on the road among the woods. Conan sat in the passenger seat, while Ai and Ran sat together in the back seat.

"So are you going to the party today, Uncle?"

Conan asked curiously - in the morning, he saw Maori driving a rented car in the courtyard of Dr. Agasa's house and preparing to go out with his family, so he hurried out and forced his way into the team.

"Yeah, after all, the charity gala is next week,"

Mao Li was not affected by the outside environment, nor did he dislike Conan as usual. He was in a very good mood at this moment. "The organizer, Ms. Su Fang, probably wanted to meet me in advance. To be honest, maybe I can develop a few high-quality customers this time..."

Before he could finish his words, Maori slammed on the brakes - a tree had fallen in the middle of the road ahead, blocking their car.

"What the hell? How could a tree fall on the road for no reason?"

Maori got out of the car with a frown on his face, walked to the tree and prepared to take a closer look, but unexpectedly found a piece of paper nailed to the tree.

"What kind of... threatening letter is this?!"

Mao Li picked up the paper and took a good look at it. His pupils suddenly contracted - this was actually a threatening letter, and just like the one sent by Dr. Aso in the Tsukikage Island incident, it was covered with cutouts whose source could not be identified.

"Don't help Sufang Hongzi's charity party, or you will regret it. Cursed Masked Messenger..."

……

Half an hour later, Maori drove into a luxurious mansion. Unlike the deserted and bleak scenery along the way, the tall villa surrounded by coniferous forests was eye-catching.

The brick-red walls and unique European style, although not as spectacular as the Dusk Villa, have a very good atmosphere and do not have that eerie feeling.

"what?"

Conan got out of the car and looked at the man taking pictures of the villa on the other side in surprise, "Isn't that the photographer Katagiri Masaki?"

"Katagiri Masanori?"

Maori looked in the direction he was looking and saw a middle-aged man wearing a scarf, probably about the same age as himself.

"He's the photographer who traveled all over the world and photographed the scenery of various countries for many years," Xiaolan said in surprise, "Dad, haven't you heard of him?"

"How could I not have heard of it? It's just that I know too many celebrities as an encyclopedia, so I just didn't think of it for a moment."

Mao Li crossed his arms in front of his chest with disdain, and then turned to the two cars coming from behind, "For example, this dark-skinned young man in a yellow sweater who just got off the car, do you know who he is? He is the home run king, Matsudaira Mamoru!"

The young man looked older, and he looked at Maori in surprise and said, "Aren't you the famous detective?"

"Are you Mr. Maori Kogoro?"

Photographer Masaki Katagiri also noticed the group of people, stopped taking pictures and walked to the door.

Maori nodded slightly and was about to say hello to these people when a young beauty in a green coat got out of a taxi and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"It's Miss Nagara Haruka!"

"She is the tarot card reader who is very popular in magazines and on TV!"

Matsudaira Mamoru said excitedly.

Maori looked over there - with her refreshing and smooth long black hair and blue-purple scarf, this Miss Nagara Haruka didn't look like a fortune teller but more like a literary young woman.

"It's here,"

Nagaharu walked closer and looked at the tall villa. "This house gives me a very ominous feeling. I feel that a great disaster is going to happen."

"...a great disaster?"

Mao Li looked at the woman carefully and wanted to ask a question, but Katagiri Masanori beside him suddenly smiled and said, "It's not right for us to stand here and talk. I think we should go inside first."

"Alright."

"But where do we get into this mansion?" Xiaolan looked at the two gates on the left and right sides of the villa in embarrassment. "There are two entrances alone..."

"We are very pleased to welcome you all."