Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 996 Bait and Traps

That evening, when Xia Chuan tried to contact the outside world, he took out his phone only to find that it had no signal.

Fortunately, the way there was no narrow passageway or bridge, so there was no situation where we couldn't leave.

I originally wanted to contact Frank to find out more about the other five people and identify the problematic ones, but this has made things a bit more complicated.

Since that's the case, we'll have to resort to the brute force method.

The passengers this time, three stayed on the second floor and three stayed on the third floor. They were on the same floor, but there was a room between them.

The Hall of Hope was silent in the dead of night.
From the outside, it looks like a haunted house deep in the mountains.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed past the second-floor window.

It was so dark that even the moonlight shining from outside couldn't make out the person's figure or appearance.

He quickly walked through the corridor and arrived at the door of 206.

Surprisingly, he didn't stay there for long, nor did he intend to open the door. Instead, he slipped away like a ghost.

A moment later, the door to room 206 opened, and Xia Chuan walked out silently.

Close the door.

"Besides me, the people living on the second floor are the young painter Nagano Shinpachi and the real estate agent Yasui Ryota. Is it one of them, or someone else?"

With doubts in his heart, Xia Chuan followed directly after them.

With his professionalism, he has no fear of being discovered while tracking someone, unless the other party is also a top assassin or spy.

The other party is obviously not.

However, the footsteps were indeed very light.

As soon as he reached the second floor and turned the corner, Xia Chuan suddenly froze in place.

He slowly squatted down, leaned against the edge of the handrail, and listened quietly.

There were other footsteps on the third floor.

The footsteps were even lighter, and Xia Chuan could easily tell that the other party was either a spy or an assassin, or the only woman, Fuyuyama Sakura.

The second set of footsteps, like the first, was heading towards the fourth floor.

"Is this fourth floor really that appealing?"

Xia Chuan frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then followed.

The first floor of the annex is an art exhibition hall, mostly open spaces designed for appreciating art.

The second and third floors are both rooms, with a basically the same layout.

The fourth floor is completely different from the three floors below.

After going up the stairs, there was a wall right in front of you, and a large door directly in front of you.

When he arrived, the door was slowly closing, and a corner of his clothes disappeared behind it.

"How could the fourth floor be like this?"

Xiao Hei, who arrived first on the fourth floor, carefully explored and slowly made his way forward.

"The room containing the vast wealth, if I remember correctly, should be at the very back."

After a while, having somehow found his way somewhere, he suddenly flashed his white teeth and excitedly pushed open the door.

After entering the room, the visitor finally turned on the flashlight.

The prolonged darkness caused his eyes to sting when he first saw a bright light, but he still couldn't wait to move his arm away from the light.

What came into view were rows of black briefcases.

Upon seeing the briefcase, the man felt a chill run down his spine and could no longer suppress his laughter; his shoulders even trembled.

"They're all mine, all mine! With this money, why would I need to sell a house? As long as I leave Japan, I'll have no worries for the rest of my life!"

The visitor was none other than real estate agent Ryota Yasui. He had somehow heard that Masatsugu Fukayama always took money from this room when he made investments.

They went to great lengths to secure the visitor slots, having planned everything in advance.

At this time, everyone was asleep, and apart from a butler, there were no security personnel in the villa, which provided him with great convenience.

One by one, the suitcases were opened, revealing a vast array of Fukuzawa Yukichi's belongings. "They're all mine."

As Yasui Ryota spoke, he took out a rope from the backpack behind him.

Going downstairs by normal means might be noticed by others, so he had already planned to transport the suitcase directly through the window.

They will leave quietly, and by the time the mountains discover them again, they may even be abroad.

"Rich people are just willful; they leave so much stuff out so casually."

Ryota Yasui muttered to himself, unaware that a figure had appeared behind him.

"boom!"

Ryota Yasui collapsed to the ground, blood trickling down his forehead.

"Hmph, some money you might get alive to earn, but not to spend. Haven't you heard of that?"

The flashlight lying on the ground illuminated the appearance of Little Black No. 2—it turned out to be Nagashima Kazushi, a financial economist.

His face was expressionless as he walked past the unconscious Yasui Ryota on the ground and stroked the box.

"The information from the underworld was indeed correct; there really is money here."

Kazushi Nagashima smiled calmly and picked it up.

However, just as it was lifted up, the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

Kazushi Nagashima couldn't figure it out, but his nerves were sending him warning signals.

not good!

Although he was somewhat aware of the situation, he had no idea what he might face next, and was inevitably flustered.

It was during this brief moment that I suddenly heard a cracking sound under my feet.

Kazushi Nagashima felt a void beneath his feet, and after a falling sensation, he lost consciousness.

Then, the room fell silent again.

Xia Chuan frowned slightly as he watched everything through the crack in the door.

This room is like a pre-prepared trap, deliberately waiting for someone to fall into it.

Xia Chuan thought for a moment, closed the door, went downstairs and returned to his room.

I originally wanted to investigate the other people, but now it seems that there's something seriously wrong with this villa.

Breakfast on the second day was again eaten at the restaurant.

However, this time there were only four people at breakfast.

With the deadline approaching this evening, everyone seemed a little anxious.

Their sense of urgency intensified when they discovered that Nagashima Kazusa and Yasui Ryota were not there.

"Butler Yoshimi, where have Mr. Yasui and Mr. Nagashima gone?"

The reason we held back yesterday was actually to prepare for this question today.

Based on the other party's answer, Xia Chuan can make a rough guess.

Ji Mingyi smiled and said, "Last night, these two gentlemen broke into the fourth floor, so Mr. Shenshan chased them away."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief; the opportunity was still there.

Xia Chuan's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't slept a wink the night before. He hadn't seen the two people being sent away; they were definitely still in the villa, probably in one of the unoccupied rooms on the third floor.

Suddenly it occurred to me, were there any tourists who were secretly detained in the same way before?

But what would these people do in the deep mountains?
Xia Chuan's expression slowly darkened. The information he heard last night mentioned that the news came from the underworld.

Anyone who can connect to the dark world, even if they're a thief, is an elite among thieves. It seems like Masatsugu Fukayama is recruiting talent.

Yes, collect!
Once they fall into that trap, they probably won't have a chance to escape. Xia Chuan knows without even thinking what will happen to these people.

They were either coerced into doing things or they were killed.

"Is this also a way for the brewery to recruit outsiders?"

(End of this chapter)