Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 255 The True Treasure of the Ancient Castle (Day 1 of 10,000 words)
Women value their appearance highly, but this woman was willing to ruin herself like this for the sake of so-called treasure.

It can only be said that money can completely change a person's appearance; this is a true transformation.

"That's enough, shut up!"

"Although I don't know your name, I'm afraid you've even forgotten your own name, haven't you?"

Every word Conan uttered pierced Nishikawa Mimi's fragile heart like a steel needle. She shook her head frantically, briefly forgetting her purpose.

Of course, this is brief, lasting no more than three seconds.

Nishikawa Kuni suddenly regained consciousness, her face contorted in a grotesque grimace. The terrifying expression, coupled with the age spots all over her face, made her appear especially horrifying in the dimly lit basement.

She glared angrily at Conan, strode forward, and kicked him away with all her might: "You little bastard, I'm going to kill you."

Beside him, Bond scratched his chin with his hind leg, trying to straighten the camera, which was already askew. He steadfastly followed Anya's instructions and did not offer any help.

Of course, it's also possible that it saw Xia Chuan peeking from outside the passageway. After all, with the owner around, there's no danger that can't be resolved.

I can already see the future; this old woman won't have a good ending.

"hateful."

Conan grimaced, intending to provoke the other party into creating an opportunity to escape, but the other party didn't fall for it and actually kicked him directly.

"and many more!"

The moment Conan looked up, he saw the color of the tiles on the ceiling: "Marble!"

He looked at the other walls and found that, apart from the floor, the other five walls were all the same color!
"I see!" Conan had already guessed the answer and instantly revealed a smug smile.

However, the smile only lasted for a moment, because the kick really hurt, and more importantly, it landed directly on his handsome face.

If you don't care about the young, then why should I respect the old? Let's all stop being so polite!
Conan sneered, lowered his head and turned the knob on his power-enhancing shoes, picked up a piece of pebbles from the ground, and prepared to deliver a fatal blow to his opponent, ending his sinful life.

"Surrender!" Conan roared, raising his right foot high.

With his skills, which are no less than those of professional football players, this goal is called—a slap in the face!
The stone fell at the perfect time and angle, colliding with the power-enhancing shoes.

boom--

Conan felt a piercing pain travel from the back of his foot to his heart, and then to his brain.

"It hurts!"

Conan grimaced and looked down, bewildered, at his shoes.

The red and white sneakers were emitting black smoke, and there was a dent on the surface of the shoe. The stone was not kicked away and fell to the ground two meters away.

What are you doing?!

Nishikawa Mimi walked over with a cold smile. Just now she had felt a chill run down her spine and wondered what this little brat was up to, but it turned out he was just kicking a stone with his own foot. Where did this idiot come from?

hateful!

Conan plopped down on the ground; his shoe had probably been accidentally damaged when it was kicked away by the other person.

To make matters worse, Nishikawa Kunihime, with an evil smile on her face, was slowly approaching him.

"Bond, what are you doing? Help us!"

Bond:
Continue licking the dog's fur.

"Bringing a dog into the basement is practically suicide! Is the treasure in this room? Tell me how to open the treasure entrance!"

"You're dreaming!"

Conan was still being stubborn, but his eyes glanced at the spot he had just explored.

Having spent years in the basement, Nishikawa Kunimi was used to the darkness, and with Conan's watch flashlight, she immediately noticed Conan's fleeting glance.

"Here?"

She looked down at the spot where Conan had just been exploring, but found nothing.

When she looked up again, she found Conan smiling at her.

"Grandma, you're so easy to fool! I'm so sorry!"

Conan's watch was ready to fire its tranquilizer dart, and before Nishikawa Miyu could make any other move, he pressed the switch.

call out--

A transparent anesthetic shot out, hitting Bond precisely.
Bond: ? ? ?
Bond barked twice, even though this scene wasn't part of the future it had envisioned.
Its thoughts stopped there, and then it collapsed to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

Little did anyone know that when it told Anya about the future, the future was no longer fixed, and even the scene where Conan was attacked did not happen. All of this was because Anya saw fragments of the future and told everyone about the existence of the secret passage before Conan could.

Even the flapping of a butterfly's wings can cause a super typhoon to form on the other side of the world, let alone Anya, who experienced it firsthand. Add to that the unpredictable factor of Natsukawa, whose influence is particularly significant, and even with the presence of Conan's will, some things cannot be handled as they were in the original storyline.

"Isn't it?"

Conan looked down and discovered that the scope on his watch had been knocked askew when he fell, causing the direction he had aimed and fired to be completely different.

"You seem to have a lot of toys?"

Nishikawa Kuni frowned, realizing that she might have underestimated the little boy in front of her. Although she didn't know what the other party had shot out, the fact that the stupid dog had fainted was undeniable. She couldn't give him another chance!
Nishikawa Kuniyoshi quickly approached Conan and brandished a steel pipe toward Conan's face.

The steel pipe whistled through the air; this strike clearly left no room for error. Nishikawa Kuniyoshi aimed for a fatal blow!

"Hey, Ms. Mamiya, even if you are the head of the Mamiya family, you can't treat your guests like this, can you?"

Mamiya Shiro found that the steel rod she was swinging was caught on something and she couldn't bring it down. She turned her head and saw Natsukawa looking at her with a smile.

Xia Chuan's expression seemed to carry a hint of mockery, but also a touch of pity for the other party.

He didn't know what Conan discovered in this room, but it was definitely not that scenery.

To be honest, after struggling for half a lifetime for a beautiful landscape, he found himself being played. Xia Chuan even concealed this truth from the other party, leaving him with regret as he entered prison.

In the original storyline, Conan appears to be naive.

In reality, the fact that the treasure was just scenery was revealed to the other party, which was a greater blow than anything else, and could be considered a kind of cruelty.

Mamiya remained silent, trying to pull the steel pipe out of Natsukawa's hand, but failed.

Xia Chuan seemed to sense her intention and said with a smile, "If you want it, I'll give it back to you!"

After saying that, Xia Chuan let go.

"Uncle Xia Chuan."

Conan was about to say something, but remembering Natsukawa's methods, he silently shut up.

Xia Chuan may be gentle and refined, but when the time comes to be violent, he can be more violent than anyone else.

Putting everything else aside, just those few times he rammed the hidden door today, he was a little shocked. That was a marble wall, for crying out loud! Being able to kick open a marble hidden door, she must be no less capable than Xiao Lan who smashed a telephone pole with her punch, right?
Mamiya Shiro retracted the steel pipe with a hint of delight, then looked up, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Natsukawa.

However, Xia Chuan dared to let go because he was confident he could subdue his opponent.

"Conan, you saw it too, she attacked me first."

"Ah—bang—clang."

The sound of voices rang out along with screams and wails.

Mamiya Shiro was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the wall, and the steel pipe slid to the ground.

The blow was clearly powerful; Mamiya Shiro felt dizzy and disoriented, her mind going completely black—a darkness even more terrifying than the darkness of the basement.

"Can't we talk things out properly? You've made such a mess of things, Conan, you saw it too, I was just defending myself."

"Yes, Uncle Xia Chuan, I saw it. You were acting in self-defense."

Conan shuddered and looked at Nishikawa Kuniyoshi, who had started foaming at the mouth, and asked, "Uncle Natsukawa, is she alright?"

He wanted to ask Xia Chuan if that kick would kill the other person. The sight of him foaming at the mouth, coupled with his aged face covered in age spots, looked truly terrifying!

I don't know how old this person disguised as Mamiya Shiro is, but he must be quite old. Is this kick really going to kill him instantly?

"It's not a big problem, it's probably just from eating too much tonight."

"I remember she only ate a few bites before going back to her room that night."

"What do you say?"

"It's okay, it turns out that overeating is indeed bad for your health."

Conan ignored the nearly unconscious Nishikawa Kunimi, picked up the steel pipe she had dropped, and started banging it on the ground.

Natsukawa asked in confusion, "Conan, what are you doing?" "This white jade floor must have been installed later. The treasure left behind by the Mamiya family should be in this room. Although I don't know what the sentence Shirako deciphered meant, it was Kuroko's letter G that guided me here."

If I'm not mistaken, there should be a layer of marble tiles underneath these white jade tiles.

Conan pounded on the ground and quickly broke a thin tile, about one centimeter thick.

Conan brushed aside the rubble and immediately smiled: "I guessed right, Uncle Natsukawa, look."

Xia Chuan:.
Shouldn't the treasure Conan is looking for be behind the old man's oil painting? Isn't finding it here a bit off-topic? Or is the chess piece's code actually a double entendre?
Xia Chuan was at his wit's end, his gaze flickering as he looked at Conan. Should he knock him out?
What if there's a lot of treasure hidden beneath this room? Wouldn't it be a loss if Conan found it?

But if I knock him unconscious, how can I explain it to him when he wakes up, saying that he fainted from heatstroke or that it was a lingering effect of Mamiya Shiro's kick?
They don't seem to be very much like Ke Xue (a famous Chinese writer).

Conan was completely unaware of the situation, and like a diligent little bee, he pried open the floor tiles one by one.

With the first tile removed, the rest was easy. In just over ten minutes, most of the floor tiles in the room were pried off.

"I never expected it to be like this!"

Conan accidentally flipped the floor tile over and discovered that the back of the white marble tile, the side that was facing the ground, had been stained black.

Seeing this, Xia Chuan clearly noticed something amiss.

Clearly, solving the puzzle in this room is indeed related to the chess set in the garden.

He looked closely and saw that the floor tiles in this room were arranged in eight rows and eight columns, for a total of sixty-four tiles, just like the chessboard in the garden!
As for why there are white sides and black sides, it goes without saying!

To unlock the mechanism in this room, you should replicate the arrangement of the chess pieces in the garden.

"Hmm?" Xia Chuan suddenly turned his head and glanced in the direction where Bond had fainted.

"Uncle Xia Chuan, what are you looking at? Come and help me! Bond has just fainted, he'll wake up soon."

The effects of anesthesia on humans last about 30 to 45 minutes, and on dogs, at most an hour. By the time Bond unravels the secrets of the Mamiya family, he will have just woken up.

It's good that the other person is like this; at least they won't be carrying a camera and taking random pictures of you.

"it is good."

After the floor was pried up, part of it was put back in. Xia Chuan was actually a little curious about how this mechanism could distinguish colors. What would happen if the black pieces were not facing up and the white pieces were facing up?

Without further ado, after Conan filled in the Kuroko, Natsukawa flipped it over.

"Uncle Xia Chuan, what are you doing?"

Conan looked puzzled. He had finally gotten it all sorted out, so what was Natsukawa doing? Was he really starting to play chess?

"It's nothing, I was just testing the mechanism." Xia Chuan flipped the last black face over and waited quietly.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Five minutes.
"Hey Conan, are you sure you're not mistaken? Maybe they just want to lay a new layer of floor tiles?"

"That's impossible. There must be something wrong. Or is it because the black side of the black piece isn't facing up?"

Xia Chuan shook his head and said, "Do you think a mechanism from decades ago could tell whether you're using the black or white face? That's impossible."

Conan thought about it and realized that this made sense. If the mechanisms from decades ago were so advanced that they could be checked from both sides, wouldn't that be a bit too high-tech?

He pondered for a long time, then suddenly realized something. "I know! It's related to weight! We need to take these extras out, and we can't stay in this room either."

The two of them busied themselves again, carrying the extra bricks to the passageway.

After Xia Chuan dragged Xi Chuan Wu Mei and Bond out of the room, the entire room began to tremble. The sound of chains and gears rang out, and the entire floor seemed to come alive. The spot where the white jade bricks were placed bulged up half a meter before sinking back to its original position.

The sounds of gears and chains grew louder and louder, even becoming somewhat jarring.

Nishikawa was awakened by the noise, and just as she showed a happy expression, she was knocked unconscious again by Natsukawa with a chop to the neck.

"This isn't the treasure you're looking for. You should just go to sleep." Xia Chuan casually tossed the other person into the passageway.

As the mechanism was being operated, the four central floor tiles completely sank and even disappeared.

The clicking and rattling of chains and gears continued.

A stone platform, about 1.5 meters long and wide, slowly rose from the center. It was a complete stone platform, polished very smoothly, with no gaps or seams, and looked just like an ordinary stone.

Conan rushed forward, unafraid of the poison, and began to explore.

The treasure must be inside this stone platform. Let's see if there's a mechanism to open it.

"Strange, is there nothing there?"

The surface of the stone platform was excessively smooth, without any gaps or openings, which puzzled Conan greatly.

Conan tried to stand on tiptoe to see if there was anything on top, but the stone platform was nearly two meters high, and even if he jumped, he could only barely reach it with his hand, so he couldn't climb up at all.

Xia Chuan walked over; his height was just right to see the top. After a careful examination, he finally fixed his gaze on the middle of the top surface.

There is a long, narrow hole in the middle, which is clearly the way to open the stone platform.

He picked Conan up. Now that things had come to this point, there was no need to hide it from Conan anymore. Even if Conan asked to hand this over to the Japanese authorities, he should still be able to get some money.

Of course, this is based on the premise that the treasure was left behind by the patriarch of the Mamiya family.

If the treasure was not left by the Mamiya family, but by the previous owner of the castle, then as long as the owner of the treasure cannot be found, the treasure will naturally become the property of the first person to discover it.

Frank couldn't find out who the previous owner was, let alone the Japanese police, so as long as it wasn't left by the Mamiya family, he would at most share the money with Conan.

wrong!

As a minor, Conan shouldn't be entitled to any of this money!
well.

A smile unconsciously crept onto Xia Chuan's lips.

But before that, we need to open it and see what's inside.

The only downside is that the stone platform isn't particularly large, and it feels solid when you tap it, so it probably can't hold much inside—maybe just a box of jewelry at most.

“There’s a long, narrow hole here.”

Conan leaned closer, trying hard to see something.

However, after looking at it for a long time, even using a flashlight to illuminate it, I still couldn't see anything.

"I'll take a look."

Xia Chuan picked up Conan and took a closer look.

I was hoping Conan could find a solution, but it seems I was overthinking it. Conan doesn't seem to know the purpose of the hole either.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

Conan believes that Natsukawa is just as intelligent as he is, and that the two complement each other. Perhaps Natsukawa can see through things that Conan cannot.

It was completely dark; I couldn't see anything.

Xia Chuan really couldn't tell; besides, the hole was so big that even a steel pipe couldn't fit through it.

"Move aside a bit, let me take a closer look."

Natsukawa rolled up his sleeves, and Conan knew what he was going to do just by looking at his movements. He quickly grabbed Natsukawa's trouser leg and said, "Uncle Natsukawa, we don't know what's inside yet. If we break it, we might damage what's inside."

What happened last time must not be repeated. Conan is on high alert, fearing that Natsukawa might do something wrong again.

He was terrified that if Xia Chuan were to punch him, the solid marble platform would shatter.

“What are you talking about? I’m not that kind of person!” Xia Chuan replied seriously. “I always feel like this hole looks a bit like a keyhole.”

"Keyhole?"

Conan suddenly paused, thought back for a moment, and realized that it did indeed look somewhat similar.

This long, narrow hole, wider at the top and narrower at the bottom, does indeed resemble a keyhole.

"But where can we find the key at this time?"

Conan began scanning the room, suspecting that the so-called key was likely also in this room.

However, the result disappointed him. The walls were bare and there was nothing there. The floorboards had been torn down, and there was no key at all.

"Could the key be related to self-righteous intellectuals?" Conan muttered to himself, beginning his deduction.

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