Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

In the corridor leading to the restaurant.

Conan ran to Shoichi's side, tugged at his sleeve, and asked:

"Brother Zheng, was your employee killed by someone else, but the case was ruled an accident?"

Shoichi bowed and said in a low voice, "I don't know if it was an accident, but the employees in Nagoya told me that there were many suspicious things."

When I tried to get someone to investigate, the police had already closed the case with the help of a detective; the body had been cremated, and the scene had been cleaned up.

Conan nodded.

Mogi just said that he was handling this case.

Therefore, Masakazu came here to find Mogi because he suspected the truth behind his employee's death.

Zheng Yi is responsible for his own employees.

"Brother Zhengyi, I'll help you investigate," Conan said.

Zheng Yi shook his head.

Conan said urgently, "Brother Zhengyi, don't you trust my deductive reasoning skills?"

“Of course not,” Zheng Yi said. “It’s because all the clues and evidence have been cleared out, and the police won’t cooperate with you, so they can’t find anything out.”

Conan's eyebrows furrowed.

The fact that even Masakazuki, the head of the Nagoya police, isn't cooperating further suggests that something is wrong.
Conan, bursting with a sense of justice, cannot tolerate such wrongful convictions.

The group entered the restaurant.

A person wrapped in a purple tablecloth sat at the head of the table, with red light emanating from their eyes.

"Seriously, what's with this outfit?"

Mogi was the first to make fun of the man's attire.

The master ignored Mogi's words and continued talking to himself:

"To the six distinguished detectives present here today, I sincerely welcome you to this Twilight Villa."

Now, please take your seats.

"Are they the only ones welcome, but not me?" Zheng Yi was the first to complain.

He walked over to his master and said with dissatisfaction:

"And when we came in, you didn't even stand up to welcome us. Isn't that incredibly disrespectful?"

Zheng Yi ripped the purple tablecloth off the master's head, revealing the mannequin underneath.

And at the neck position, there was a cassette tape.

What I just said was pre-recorded.

"Not even showing their face is incredibly impolite," Zheng Yi said.

He hates rude people.

Shoichi was sitting in the first seat on the left, and his gaze seemed to fall on Ms. Senjang unintentionally.

Ms. Chima's body trembled again.

With his emotions in turmoil, Zheng Yi must know that she is the mastermind behind it all, right?
She sat down in the chair, feeling uneasy.

Then why not expose yourself?
Is he going to use his own chess game to kill the person he wants to kill?

Thinking of this, Ms. Chika breathed a slight sigh of relief.

No matter what happens in the end, as long as she knows where the treasure is, that's enough.

The mannequin continued talking.

"The main reason I invited you here is to ask for your help in uncovering the treasure hidden in the annex."

It took me many years to acquire this wealth, and I will risk my life to get it!

The detectives were already seated in their chairs.

People were quite interested in the treasure he mentioned.

"boom!"

"what sound?"

Several loud explosions suddenly came from outside.

"I merely cut off your path," the dummy said.

"The way out?"

Zheng Yi calmly said, "Judging from the sound, it should be the sound of a car exploding."

He blew up your car.

"what!"

Mogi slammed his fist on the table and stood up. "You blew up my woman?"
Unforgivable!

Mogi stepped forward, grabbed the dummy's head, hesitated for a few seconds, and then, in a fit of rage, broke the dummy's head off and threw it on the ground.

"The suspension bridge you came on also collapsed off the cliff at the same time, so there's no way you can escape by car now."

Of course, there are no telephones here, and there are no mobile phone signal base stations nearby, so it is impossible for you to ask for help from the outside world.

Therefore, if anyone can find the treasure, I will not only give them half of it, but also tell them how to leave this place.

Now, before the game begins, please enjoy your last supper.

Zheng Yi rested his chin on his right hand and said, "These game rules are too difficult for me. I'm not as smart as you detectives to find the treasure in the annex."

Zheng Yi stretched.

"But you don't need to worry too much. I've already spoken with my driver, and he'll come to pick me up tomorrow afternoon," Zheng Yi said.

Gunda said, "But this guy blew up the suspension bridge on the only way." "Why not just fly a helicopter?" Zhengyi said.

Gunfield's lips twitched.

Sure enough, Mr. Zhengyi's way of traveling was different from that of ordinary people like them.

With Zheng Yi's protection, the detectives relaxed a bit and weren't worried about not being able to leave the villa.

The group began to speculate about the true identity of the villa's owner.

The detectives, one after another, guessed, under Kogoro's bewildered gaze, that the owner of the annex was none other than Kaito Kid.

Zheng Yi idly fiddled with the nameplate in his hand.

This was placed there beforehand.

The positions for each person had been arranged in advance.

Because Shoichi was an uninvited guest and an employee, his and Ai's nameplates were clearly newly added, and the handwriting on them was different from that on Kogoro and Hakuba Saguru's nameplates.

"Everyone."

The maid pushed the food cart in, bowed, and said:
"Please enjoy the appetizers first."

"Wait a minute," said Lady Chika. "Was the order of serving the dishes also arranged by your host?"

“That’s right,” the maid said. “My master told me to serve everyone the dishes clockwise.”

Da Shang looked at Qian Jian and said, "If you're worried about poisoning, then there's no need to worry."

I cooked all of these meals myself; there's no way they could be poisonous.

“That’s not necessarily true,” Gunda said. “Even if the food isn’t poisonous, the utensils used for eating, such as knives, forks, and spoons, are placed here beforehand.”

It's very likely that it's coated with poison.

"If it were Phantom Thief Kid, he wouldn't kill anyone," Kogoro said quietly.

Mogi stood up and proposed to the group:
"I don't want to follow his pace. Let's play rock-paper-scissors and switch seats instead."

Before we eat, let's wipe the tableware again.

Mogi glanced at Masakazu.

He and Zheng Yi have a dirty secret, and since they are in the same villa, he has to be extremely careful.

Because I didn't notice any small detail, I just died randomly.

Kogoro asked, "But what if someone else gets the poisoned tableware?"

“That’s all fate,” Mogi said.

Looking at Kogoro, who seemed somewhat conflicted, Mogi felt that his guess was correct.

There was indeed something wrong with the tableware, but it wasn't Kaito Kid who poisoned it; it was Sumitomo Shoichi.

This lackey of Zhengyi has already shown a weakness.

The detectives all agreed with Mogi's point of view and started playing rock-paper-scissors to change positions.

Ai poked Shoichi's arm.

"Shouldn't we try to trade with someone else?"

“Of course not,” Zheng Yi said. “We were added here at the last minute, and the tableware was washed on the spot. The owner of the villa didn’t have time to poison us.”

"Oh."

Ai put the cutlery under her nose and smelled it, but she didn't smell any familiar scent.

It seems there's no problem.

After we changed seats, the maid began serving the meal.

As someone who dotes on Ai, he first pushed his own dinner next to Ai.

"eat more."

Ai held the dinner knife and looked at Masakazu suspiciously.

"You don't want me to test the poison on you, do you?" Ai asked.

"Why do you have such thoughts?" Masakazu looked at Ai with a wronged expression.

Xiao Ai snorted.

She put down her knife and suddenly didn't feel like eating anymore.

No one showed signs of poisoning after dinner.

"It seems we were overthinking it; the owner of the villa didn't poison us," Kogoro said.

After saying that, he turned to Oosuki and said, "As expected of a food detective, you really have a knack for cooking."

As he spoke, he patted Da Shang on the shoulder from behind.

But this slap had no effect. Suddenly, Da Shang reached out and grabbed his own neck, standing up from the chair and making a whimpering sound.

After struggling for a while, it collapsed to the ground, limp and powerless.

Kogoro awkwardly withdrew his hand, not understanding what had happened.

Hakuba Saguru ran to Ogami's side, checked him over, and said, "His heart has stopped."

"This……"

Mogi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and glanced in horror at Shoichi's position.

Daigo switched places with Mogi.

If they hadn't switched places, he would have been the one to die! (End of Chapter)