Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 930: These kinds of words need not be said; they're even more unpleasant to hear.

"On which platform?"

Ai Haibara crossed her arms, secretly chuckling to herself.

If she had known Conan would be so nervous, she should have shown some fear and apprehension.

After all, it's rare to see someone so panicked, and it's quite amusing.

"A platform?"

Conan peered out a few times, but from his height he couldn't see what was happening on the platform, so he simply climbed up.

Upon reaching the top, he discovered that not only Anya, but also Xia Chuan was there.

Anya was unharmed and, apart from feeling fright, there was nothing else noteworthy about her.

However, he didn't give Anya a friendly look: "Do you know how dangerous it is to climb like this? You don't even know you're afraid of heights, and who knows how long this angel statue has been standing. What if those outdoor climbing ladders are in disrepair?"

"They know they were wrong."

Anya's eyes were filled with tears.

However, the little girl's tears were not because of Conan's condemnation, but because she noticed that her father's hands seemed unable to be lifted.

She looked at her father nervously, wanting to touch his red arm.

Xia Chuan took a step back and smiled, "It's nothing."

Conan noticed the problem with Natsukawa's hands with just one glance.

Both arms were noticeably red and swollen, and were trembling slightly.

If he wasn't mistaken, there seemed to be something... strange about his left hand?
"Xia Chuan-ge, you're not going to catch Anya with your bare hands, are you?"

Conan stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Yes, is there any better way in a situation like this?"

Xia Chuan gave a wry smile, and the slight shrug of his shoulder caused his arm to throb with pain.

It might be dislocated.

Despite giving it my all, I managed to jump to the first platform and then use the ladder as a springboard, but the acceleration of the fall was too fast, and my hands still suffered muscle strains due to the sudden weight-bearing problem.

The left hand is in a more serious condition; it feels like it might be dislocated.

However, as long as it's not a fracture, it's fine.

He had no strength in his hands for the time being, so he could only wait until he could lift them up before putting his dislocated left hand back in place.

"That's fine."

Conan was speechless.

No wonder Ayumi looked terrified even though no one was hurt.

In this situation, a normal person would never think of catching it with their hands.

"Are you alright? Are you alright?"

Just then, the clock climbed up and paused, startled to see Xia Chuan.

He only knew their home phone number through the Junior Detective Club and didn't know what his parents looked like.

"Who are you and why are you here."

In desperation, he actually pulled out a gun.

Yes, he has a gun!

Seeing the pistol the other party pulled out and the practiced movements, Xia Chuan was almost certain that the other party was originally Gardener's assistant, who inherited this dark web identity after Gardener's death.

This explains why the style was different before and is different now.

Judging from Mr. Clock's situation, he doesn't have the vigilance of a gardener, and is often quite inexperienced.

Actually, the gardener should be allowed to open his own broker account to gain experience first. It would be better to just hand over the gardener account to the other party, since there are probably many cases like mine where people come to him for help.

Strangely, this person seemed unaware of the secret room within the study.

This can be seen from the fact that no one has entered or exited the secret room staircase in a short period of time.

"Mr. Matsunaka!"

I had just breathed a sigh of relief when another wave of anger surged up inside me.

Conan felt helpless, but he still stood between the two of them.

It wasn't that I was worried about Natsukawa getting hurt, but I felt that Yuriko's father deserved a beating for what he did.

“He is Anya’s father, not a bad person.”

“Ania’s father?” Matsunaka murmured, seeing Yuriko also come up.

The father and daughter had just been reunited thanks to Conan's deduction, and he didn't want his daughter to see him holding a gun.

Yoshito Matsunaka put away his pistol and nodded slightly to Natsukawa.

After exchanging a few words and confirming Xia Chuan's identity, Song Zhong was completely relieved.

Conan also did not reveal what happened in the study.

Xia Chuan is investigating taxes, and as a citizen, I certainly cannot interfere with the investigation.

Xia Chuan escaped a disaster because of this.

“Father, I think there’s something wrong with the spotlights up there.”

Anya was terrified, but she still held firm to her opinion.

"There's no way we can be wrong. After nightfall, apart from the addition of these searchlights, nothing else has changed."

Xia Chuan knew that Anya was right, there was indeed something wrong with the lights in the East Building, but Anya's behavior of skipping the first two mysteries without following the reasoning was too bizarre, wasn't it?
In the world of science fiction, it would be completely out of place.

After resting for a while, feeling that he had recovered, Xia Chuan used his right hand to fix the dislocated shoulder of his left hand.

Then he looked up at the searchlight.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Yoshito Matsunaka was explaining his relationship with Yuriko to the other children when he suddenly saw Anya's parents starting to climb up, and he became a little excited.

It's true that there's a problem with the searchlights in the East Wing, but at least solve the first riddle first, right?

When the horns on the bull's head disappear and the tail becomes the head.

This question hasn't been answered yet. What's the point of going up there if you haven't taken what you're supposed to?

However, Xia Chuan had no intention of paying any attention to the other party.

He didn't want to waste time here; finding the treasure sooner meant going home sooner. He couldn't wait to spread the news about Akai Mary.

Upon reaching the top floor, Xia Chuan indeed discovered a strange place on the surface of the searchlight.

There was a very obvious dent in the glass surface that should have been flat.

It seems like we can put something here.

"Come down quickly. Without deciphering the first code, even if you know this place is related to the second code, you won't be able to find the treasure."

Yoshito Matsunaka, unwilling to believe that the riddle his wife had pondered as a child had been solved so inexplicably by skipping steps, shouted loudly.

However, Xia Chuan did not respond.

"Look!"

Not long after, Mitsuhiko suddenly noticed something and called out.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared on the searchlight shining out of the East Wing.

The shadowy shape resembles something like a megaphone.

Conan's eyes widened suddenly: "This is... a flute!"

"What's going on? The mechanism in the South Pavilion hasn't been activated yet, and the fragments inside haven't been retrieved. How did he manage that?"

Matsunaka Yoshito was completely bewildered, and even began to suspect that Iseya Gozo might have hidden the fragments elsewhere.

"That's it, I know."

The clever Conan was almost able to solve the first puzzle. Seeing what Natsukawa did, he suddenly understood and everything became clear. But Natsukawa was clearly in the East Mansion just now; when did he get the first puzzle item?

Not only Conan didn't understand, but Yoshito Matsunaka also couldn't understand it and really wanted to draw his gun to stop the other party from breaking the rules.

Unfortunately, my daughter was right next to me.

The searchlights operated according to a certain pattern and soon shone on the north wing.

The angel statue in the North Wing and the shadow on the searchlight merge to form an angel playing a flute, subtly revealing the answer to the final riddle.

“This is too messy.”

Matsunaka Yoshito curled his lip. If the process was wrong, even if the puzzle was solved, it would be tasteless.

But the children didn't think so, and immediately ran towards the forest in the direction of the loudspeaker.

Xia Chuan had already come down by this time. "I'm sorry, Mr. Matsunaka, I've discovered that it seems we don't need to decipher the first code. Just finding a similar shape and sticking it on will have the same effect."

Yoshito Matsunaka: "."

These words don't need to be said; hearing them is even more upsetting.

This is a riddle that Yuriko's mother came up with for Gozo Iseya.

“Dad, I think Mom came up with this riddle not for any other reason, but simply for fun.”

"Hmm." Yoshito Matsunaka nodded listlessly.

As they spoke, the group had already reached the location of the shadows.

This is a clearing in the forest, outside the Angel's Mansion area, but not very far away.

Jiang Xuan had previously blocked the automatically operating searchlight, so it was frozen at the moment the angel played the flute, and the position is correct.

"Is the treasure hidden beneath the open ground?"

Yuan Tai pulled out a shovel from somewhere and started digging.

Look at that excited expression, as if he had found a treasure that would belong to him.

"let me help you!"

Mitsuhiko was also very excited, "Conan, come and help! There must be a lot of treasures in the investment world."

Conan showed no intention of making a move.

Whether Yuriko can inherit these treasures is hard to say, after all, Natsukawa's behavior is very similar to that of Iseya Gozo, who is suspected of tax evasion.

At that time, this money will likely be deposited into the national treasury.

Don't underestimate the IRS. If they really want your family's assets, they can do this, and the prosecution will be happy to take a share of the money.

After all, Gozo Iseya's situation was rather special. He was dead, and judging from his family's circumstances, it didn't seem like anyone would inherit the family business. Therefore, his former business partners wouldn't have offered to help.

The two children were drenched in sweat after only a few shovelfuls of digging.

However, there seemed to be some kind of mechanism below, and the ground began to tremble violently.

The soil began to sink.

Xia Chuan reacted quickly and picked up the two frightened children.

In less than ten seconds, the ground completely collapsed, revealing a cellar below that resembled a kiln.

"This is indeed the treasure left behind by the master."

It was only at this point that Yoshito Matsunaka was able to make a decision.

Although he was Gozo Iseya's secretary, there were some things he didn't know.

For example, he didn't solve the final answer, and he didn't know much about the gardener's identity.

He knew that Gozo Iseya hadn't given him something, but he just couldn't find it.

The cellar had only one simple stone door, with no special mechanisms; it opened with a gentle push.

As soon as a crack appeared, dazzling golden light peeked out.

When the door was fully opened, everyone was stunned by what they saw.

Even Natsukawa didn't expect that Iseya Gozo had left behind so much gold.

It's all gold.

The kind that accumulates into a mountain.

Preliminary estimates put its value at least in the tens of billions!

Considering that the other party is both an investment tycoon and a gardener, the gold seems to make sense.

"Yuriko, you seem to have struck it rich now, with lots of money. Can you treat me to peanuts every day from now on?"

"Don't worry, Anya, I'll treat you to ice cream and peanuts every day from now on."

Matsunaka Sayuri had never seen so much money before and didn't know its value, but she roughly knew that it could probably buy Anya ice cream for a lifetime without worrying about spending it all.

"What's that on top?" Conan asked, pointing to the top photo.

The golden light was too bright, and the image was unclear when backlit.

Xia Chuan went up and took it down, glanced at it, and tossed it to Matsunaka Yoshito, saying, "It should be a picture of your wife when she was a child."

Yoshito Matsunaka glanced at her, then immediately pulled her into his arms, holding her along with the wedding photo from earlier and Yuriko Matsunaka.

"When I eloped with Yuriko's mother, I didn't consider the consequences at all."

"The master's power is too great. With just a word from him, no one will be willing to work for me."

"So, things didn't go well for us at first."

"When Yuriko was born, I had to find a way to borrow money at high interest rates so that I could afford to give her milk powder."

“This can’t go on. I’ll just disappear from their sight, return to the Angel’s Mansion, kneel down and beg you, Master. If you can let Yuriko and her daughter live a normal life, I will serve you for the rest of my life.”

"Finally, he agreed."

Conan pushed up his glasses; he had already heard it and had nothing to say about it.

"Didn't you ever think of bringing Yuriko's mother back with you?"

"You eloped together, but then you deserted at the last minute." Xia Chuan was speechless, feeling that this kind of thought process was beyond the comprehension of a normal person.

A normal person wouldn't bring the mother and daughter back together. At least Isegawa Gozo was Yuriko's great-grandfather; he couldn't possibly harm her, could he?

Yoshito Matsunaka raised his head in shame. "Yes, I figured it out later, but by then I had already been away from Yuriko and her daughter for three years."

"When I got back, I found out that she had already passed away due to illness."

"Isn't this even more absurd? You're still letting Yuriko live alone?" Natsukawa clicked his tongue in amazement. There were still many things to complain about, but then he remembered that it was Gosho Aoyama's setting. Oh well, this is already pretty good. There are even more outrageous settings.

"If this batch of gold was voluntarily donated by Gozo Iseya, then certain taxes still need to be paid." Xia Chuan coughed twice, and after a long time, he began to focus on his work.

It's time to pay some taxes to the IRS; the estate tax rate is quite high.

If he were Gozo Iseya, he should have started a company back then and then found a way to transfer his assets to Yuriko through a transaction.

The taxes paid in cases like this, where property is directly transferred, are enough to make one feel the pain for a long time.

"I know."

Matsunaka Yoshito nodded and said helplessly, "Actually, the master's illness was sudden. He contracted a strange disease out of nowhere. He didn't even want to see a doctor, just saying that it was his fate. After explaining everything, he passed away a few days later."

Is this my fate?

Xia Chuan keenly noticed the problem.

The wealthy are the most afraid of death, and Isegawa Gozo should be no exception. Could it be that he is a scholar that made him say that this is his fate?

The fact that Gozo Iseya did not pass on everything about gardening to Yoshito Matsunaka speaks volumes.

He may have wanted to use his death to completely separate his family from the academics.

The scholars seem to have tacitly approved of this behavior, taking only information about the deceased with them after his death and leaving everything else untouched.

Of course, these are all just Xia Chuan's guesses.

But he felt his guess was probably right.

(End of this chapter)