Conan's Unscientific Detective

I should have known not to invite this guy!

"So much for wasting time... Chuunibyou, huh?"

Under the gaze of everyone, Fujino walked forward, raised his hand and hit the monster on the head with a knife.

"Dong dong dong..."

Under the surprised gaze of the crowd, the monster's head was chopped off and rolled twice on the ground.

Everyone present: "..."

"It's a tape, and a loudspeaker!"

Conan was the first to run up to check it out, picked up a head with a horn and placed it on the table.

Everyone present: "..."

Why is the scene so harmonious?

"Hehehe... It seems that the young detective recognized that this was a loudspeaker as soon as he entered the room."

Gunda Ikumi looked at the loudspeaker for a moment, crossed her arms, and said, "None of us detectives who are more famous than him have noticed this."

"They actually used a loudspeaker to fool us."

Mogi Harufu was a little dissatisfied: "It seems that guy has no intention of showing up at all..."

"I invited you here today to find the treasure that has been sleeping somewhere in this museum for many years..."

The trumpeter continued, "For that huge fortune accumulated over many years, I am willing to bet my life!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, bursts of explosions were heard from outside.

"what sound?!"

Although his plan was disrupted, Dashang Zhushan still looked outside in confusion, appearing a little surprised.

"The car exploded. How could there be any noise? Didn't you hear the car shell falling to the ground?"

Fujino looked at Okami Zhushan speechlessly, feeling that this guy's acting was a bit exaggerated.

Then he looked at Mogi Harufumi again and said, "But speaking of which, Mr. Mogi, your wife seems to be furious too."

Mogi Harufumi: “…”

Could you please stop mentioning this?

Kuroba Kaito felt quite happy.

I got scolded just for touching the car.

Now it’s God’s will, right?

Fujino naturally noticed Kuroba Kaito's expression, turned around and said to Maori Kogoro: "Brother Maori, it seems that the car you rented also exploded."

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

Blow it up if you want, it's not my car anyway...

Wait, it seems that the car was indeed prepared by him.

And he bought it...

Depend on!

Thinking of this, Kuroba Kaito immediately became unhappy, and he acted out Maori Kogoro's angry look vividly: "Asshole!"

"Don't worry, everyone. I'm just restricting your personal freedom a little bit."

The loudspeaker continued to make a sound: "I am always being chased by you detectives and police. Now it's time to change the taste. The bridge you just passed has been blown up by me. There is no signal for mobile phones here. So, this is a survival game. Whoever finds the treasure can share it with me, and can also get a way to leave. Now that you know the rules, then enjoy the last dinner! After all, you can't fight on an empty stomach!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 389 Douzi: Be careful or I’ll sue you for defamation!

After the loudspeaker finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

If this identity was not revealed, wearing that mask and holding a big loudspeaker, maybe he could really create a terrifying atmosphere and scare them.

But now Fujino has chopped off his head, and only a loud speaker is left broadcasting...

To be honest, it has a bit of an abstract art aesthetic, and is a bit funny.

However, the one who surprised them the most was probably Fujino.

After all, to be able to find out that the other person is a dummy as soon as he enters the door, and to go up with a wooden sword, this kind of thing definitely requires judgment and perception abilities far beyond that of ordinary people.

Of course, no one thought that Fujino was the prophet, and no one thought that he would give the dummy a knife just because he was unhappy with the dummy.

Da Shang Zhu Shan was silent for a while and bit his thumb.

A good threat before the dinner party [The Last Supper] was ruined.

He was extremely angry now.

If there were no other people present, he would have wanted to go back to his room and kill Fujino with the pistol he had prepared under his pillow.

"There is indeed no signal."

Fujino took out his phone and took a look at it. Then he looked strange and criticized the thieves present: "Could it be that old kid Kidd was blown up by the signal tower?"

"If it's him... I think it's possible. After all, he wanted to blow up the substation last time." Conan nodded heavily, agreeing with Fujino's guess.

"..." Kuroba Kaito was speechless for a while.

That fake kid is fine, but why are you, Fujino, an old man, slandering me?

"The Last Supper, does this guy want to kill someone? Who is behind this?"

Kuroba Kaito felt it was inappropriate to continue discussing this topic, so he changed the subject.

"Huh? The famous Sleeping Maori Kogoro actually came to the banquet without knowing who invited him?"

Ikumi Gunda crossed her arms and looked at Kogoro Mori with a surprised tone: "It should be clearly written on the invitation letter, right? Abandoned by God, Phantom Child."

"what?"

Kuroba Kaito naturally knew that the name on the invitation was his.

But who exactly was he talking about? He was referring to the mastermind behind all this.

It's a double entendre. It seems that it was misunderstood as not understanding the secret code on the invitation letter.

Immediately afterwards, the detectives present all showed serious looks, and used a very tricky way to translate the signature of the notice letter into KID, which means Kaito Kid.

Kuroba Kaito didn't quite understand how these detectives were so in sync with his own brain circuits, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt a little dissatisfied.

These famous detectives are so good at guessing codes, how come they can’t tell that he’s the scapegoat?

Fujino still understands him!

At least after guessing the code, I made a phone call to myself.

After changing his mind, Kuroba Kaito felt that he was able to do it again.

So many detectives come here because of his name.

It was just as Fujino said. I felt a little proud for some reason.

"Ok?"

Conan suddenly frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Just now, he suddenly smelled the breath of Kaito Kidd...

Although the smell is very faint, it is definitely there!

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at the people around him. His eyes became sharp, as if he was against the world.

Today you have fallen into the detective's den, and I don't believe that we can't catch you.

However, when Conan fixed his eyes on Fujino, he began to think again.

I have had this feeling before, but it is particularly strong today.

Could this be the detective's intuition that Fujino mentioned?

Well, it turns out that I am also a talented detective.

Conan secretly sighed in his heart.

Fujino: “?”

He naturally noticed Conan's gaze.

I just don't understand what this guy is trying to do.

Why do I feel that the look in his eyes is like, "I'm awesome, praise me."

"It seems that Kaito Kidd wants to hold a competition here."

At this time, Da Shang Zhu Shan suddenly spoke up. Although the plan had been derailed by Fujino's axe, it was not irreversible. So he guided: "In my opinion, he must want to use the priceless treasures he has stolen throughout his life to make a life-and-death bet with us detectives!"

Kuroba Kaito: “???”

A priceless treasure stolen over a lifetime?

Most of the stolen things among his generation of thieves are returned to the original owners, okay?

Sometimes I have to be taught a lesson by that guy Fujino... When did he steal the priceless treasure?

I'm so awesome, how come I don't know this?

Be careful or I’ll sue you for defamation!

"There are recorders, loudspeakers, and many hidden cameras installed in this villa."

Qiangtian Yumei seemed extremely calm. She looked around with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes and said, "If you ask me, that guy must be watching us from somewhere in this mansion, right?"

"Boom boom boom!"

A knock on the door broke the heavy atmosphere in the restaurant.

Gunda Ikumi looked back at the maid pushing a dining cart into the restaurant and chuckled, "It seems that the so-called last supper is about to come."

The maid dutifully placed the plates on the designated seats and introduced, "Tonight's appetizer is foie gras pie with chopped matsutake mushrooms. Please enjoy."

Qianjian Jiangdai glanced at the foie gras pie on the table and said, "Miss Maid, judging from the way you arranged the dishes, the order of serving the dishes was not planned by your master, right?"

"Yes, he asked me to place them in a clockwise order starting from Mr. Shiraba..." Ishihara Aki responded.

"It's a scary game."

Qianjian Jiangdai remained calm: "It's only the beginning, and we're actually having the last supper or something."

"Hahaha, don't worry too much."

The senior official Zhu Shan smiled awkwardly: "I made all the food here. If you are worried about poisoning, don't worry. I will definitely be the first person to eat the food. If it is poisonous, I would have been poisoned to death long ago."

"I don't think so."

Bai Ma Tan glanced at the tableware on the table: "Whether it's forks, plates, coffee cups or wine glasses, they are all prepared in advance."

As he spoke, he walked forward and picked up the business card on the table: "Although it is unlikely that Kaito Kidd would kill anyone, he might play some cheesy jokes to test us."

Putting down the name tag, he suggested, "I think it would be more appropriate for us to wipe the dishes with a handkerchief first."

"Yeah, I think it's better to wipe it off, too."

Fujino nodded in agreement, and stabbed back with righteousness: "Kaito Kidd has always been a bad person, even peeking... who knows, he might smear some unknown substance on the tableware to play a prank on us."

The detectives around all nodded in agreement, thinking that what Fujino and Hakuba said made sense.

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

Kaito Kidd has always been immoral.

You boy...

You've even made up a jingle, right?!

Damn, it’s okay that you, Bai Matan, don’t trust me, but Fujino, why did you come and step on me?

Naturally, Fujino also noticed that Douzi looked pitiful, with a hint of resentment and grievance in his eyes.