Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 558 The person behind the scenes is among us.

Natsukawa thought that if Kaito hadn't become a phantom thief, he might have become a popular and excellent actor.

The parking lot burst into flames, turning everyone's faces orange-red.

Even Amuro Tooru's expression changed at this moment; it seemed that this operation was not as simple as he had imagined.

If we solve the mystery, will we really survive? Or will we still die here?

"Isn't there another car over there?" Conan noticed that one of the cars was unharmed.

"Whose car is that?" Amuro Tooru asked, frowning.

He even suspected that the current situation was a setup orchestrated by the boss, and that the two of them might be observers.

The remaining car is a sports car, somewhat similar in style to Vermouth's.

"Even if we have a car, it won't help. Didn't you hear? The suspension bridge we crossed on our way here has been destroyed. If we want to leave now, we have to solve the mystery."

Xia Chuan said calmly, "Besides, it seems that the fuel in the tank has been siphoned off."

Then, he looked out into the distant forest, trying to find any trace of Gin and the others.

However, it does not.

Even Frank's side didn't call him.

"Hey, Xia Chuan-ge, don't you have a satellite phone?"

Conan asked in a low voice.

"So we don't need to worry about not being able to get out, but do you really want to leave like this? Without solving the mysteries here?"

Xia Chuan revealed a meaningful smile.

"Of course I do!"

Conan breathed a sigh of relief. Now that Natsukawa had a solution, he could finally unleash his full potential.

"I think we should go check on the suspension bridge; maybe it's still alright."

Ikumi Gunda's expression turned serious; she didn't want to overlook any possibility, and the composure she had shown at the beginning was gone.

He had a strange feeling about the detectives here, as if this matter was more than just solving a mystery.

"When Anya was playing just now, she saw a car at the back door."

Anya provided timely reminders.

Since Chima Kazuyo was not present, Oogami Shuzen did not die. For him, the car explosion was enough to make the detectives seriously solve the case, and he didn't need to do anything now.

Even if Ikumi Gunda didn't say it, he planned to remind the others to go see the suspension bridge to increase their psychological burden.

Half an hour later, when everyone turned their attention back to the restaurant, no one had any appetite left.

Just now, Kaito, Ikumi Yata, and Saguru Hakuba were driving the car through the back door to check the suspension bridge.

The suspension bridge was indeed destroyed, just as the humanoid puppet had said, completely blown up.

And right now, they really have no way to leave.

The only way is to solve the riddle spoken by the humanoid puppet.

Two hurried travelers gazed at the heavens that night, and a demon descended upon the castle. The king, carrying his treasure, fled; the queen, weeping, poured out her holy chalice, pleading for divine mercy; the soldier, breathless, drew his sword and committed suicide; the earth changed color.

"This riddle is indeed interesting, but it's a problem that dozens of people and many scholars couldn't solve forty years ago. Can we really solve it?"

Xia Chuan looked at Da Shang Zhushan who had spoken, "It would be a good thing if it could be untied, but it wouldn't matter if it couldn't be untied."

As he spoke, he walked to the main seat and removed the head of the humanoid puppet. "This is a remote-controlled playback device. As long as someone presses the switch, it can start playing directly."

Xia Chuan looked around and then focused his gaze on the hidden camera in the ceiling art light. "If the person behind this isn't monitoring us from somewhere in this villa, then he must be among us."

"We don't necessarily have to solve the riddle; there's an even better way: find the person behind it all."

"Are there any security cameras? It looks like that car in the parking lot is probably the one behind it all. He's probably spying on us somewhere around here right now," White Horse asked.

"No, just as Mr. Xia Chuan said, this could also be a cover for the person behind the scenes. In reality, he is among us."

Amuro Tooru's words ignited the atmosphere, and the restaurant instantly fell silent, eerily quiet. Everyone was wary of each other, and those words directly affected the natural alliances among the people present.

Conan nodded and then shook his head. He wanted to unravel the mystery and find out who was behind it all.

Excluding Uncle Kogoro and Natsukawa's family, he naturally has fewer suspects than the others present, which is an advantage.

"This riddle is interesting. I can try to solve it. Everyone here is one of the top detectives. I think you're all eager to compete, right?"

Amuro Tooru looked around at everyone. He was quite eager to unravel the secrets of the Twilight Villa, as this would help him understand whether the boss was really Karasuma Renya.

This statement indeed ignited the competitive spirit of many detectives.

“I have the same thought, what about everyone else?” Da Shang Zhu Shan was the first to speak up and agree.

Although the Twilight Villa has been sold and he even made a profit of 300 million, if you include the loans from the past two years, he still has nearly 1 billion in interest on his debts!
Besides his obsession, the interest was also the reason why he didn't give up and made an agreement with Xia Chuan through an intermediary.

Everyone nodded, and finally turned their gaze to Xia Chuan.

Just now, it seemed that only Xia Chuan was not interested in solving the mystery, which was very discouraging.

Xia Chuan sighed helplessly: "I'm not a detective, and I'm not interested in the truth. You guys are investigating the case, and I'll just take a short stroll around these next few days."

Compared to the others, he certainly seemed more like a tourist.

However, no one believed that Natsukawa was being sincere. They all looked at him with suspicion, not thinking that Natsukawa, who had worked with Kogoro Mouri to solve several major cases, was uninterested in the case.

Although opinions were not completely unified, they were basically in agreement.

"Well, because I didn't take this situation into account, the food I prepared can only last for three days. If we can't solve the mystery within three days and get our master to let us go, we'll probably starve to death."

Maid Ishihara interjected at the opportune moment, her face expressionless, as if she were born without fear, or perhaps the presence of numerous detectives here gave her a sense of security.

"It looks like we have three days," Hakuba Saguru said casually.

“Yes, there’s plenty.” Amuro Tooru chimed in.

"Then let's explore the entire villa thoroughly tonight and see if we can find any useful clues."

Conan said this, and then Kaito headbutted him.

"That's right, that's what I think too. This kid just loves to steal my thunder."

Kaito laughed heartily, feeling truly happy to be able to beat up Conan openly and legitimately.

Hakuba Saguru frowned slightly.

This Kogoro Mouri seems a little different from what he heard. Could it be because he hasn't entered a deep sleep state yet?

Amuro Tooru is a bit better; he knows more about Conan, and he's a very smart kid.

"In that case, Anya will lead the way!"

Anya stood with her hands on her hips and head held high, looking eager to try.

Before long, the restaurant was completely empty.