The world of science is unscientific

Hearing this, Ai Haibara blushed.

I'll be meeting your parents soon...

At that moment, Hojo Hatsuho opened the paper door. "Master, the old lady said she's not feeling well tonight, so she needs to rest early."

"Here we go again... Mr. Mori and Mr. Suzuki finally made it to our house today."

"Please don't say that..."

“No wonder,” Kayoko Daimon suddenly interjected, “Grandma won’t be able to eat dinner today.”

After being stopped by her husband, she acted indifferently, saying, "It's the truth, so what?"

As she spoke, she looked at everyone with some eagerness, "Let me tell you, every year on the anniversary of General Xiuyou's death, my mother-in-law would stay up until midnight at the Buddhist altar in her room to worship."

“She would also say that it was the time he committed suicide, and that she once heard the sound and was scared half to death.”

"So every year around this time, she would go to bed very early."

Yusuke Suzuki thought this woman was crazy, but it could also be because Conan's innate intelligence-lowering aura was at work.

Kayoko Daimon's words acted as a fuse, igniting an internal conflict within the Daimon family.

They really are a family that interferes with and hinders each other.

Yusuke Suzuki and the others had no choice but to remain silent. Conan's intelligence-lowering aura was truly amazing; such a wealthy family actually ignored outsiders like them and started arguing.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, but Hojo Hatsuho spoke up to ease the tension, "I wonder if dinner suits everyone's taste?"

"It's so delicious, especially the rice," Ran Mouri exclaimed.

The gentle young lady naturally changed the subject, saying, "Because we still cook rice on a stove every day here."

So this is a saying in Japan too? This is the first time Suzuki Yusuke has heard such a statement since he traveled through time. Rice cooked on a stove does indeed taste better.

"This is the first time I've ever eaten rice cooked on a traditional stove."

Conan nodded, "Also, the rice crackers are so delicious!"

Sigh, what a bunch of ignorant fools. Suzuki Yusuke decided that he must make time to show them his skills again when he got back.

Seeing that the topic had been steered off course, Kayoko Daimon tried to steer it back, "By the way, Dad, about the next president..."

"We're still eating. We'll talk after we finish eating." Daimon Genichiro asked his youngest son with concern, "Ryoro, what are you doing right now?"

"I sing at a restaurant."

"Why are you doing such a dead-end job?! Come back! You should come back to your dad's company..."

“Ryo, don’t hide it anymore,” Yusuke Suzuki interrupted, laughing. “You’ll become famous quickly as an artist in my EW company, so don’t worry about any problems if you tell us beforehand.”

"Artist...artist?"

Seeing that Yoshiaki Daimon was still confused, Yusuke Suzuki continued to make things up. However, he had indeed put his mind to it. From what he had seen and heard since entering the room, as well as the fact that the other party had not returned home for several years, he could basically confirm that this guy was obsessed with music.

EW Company is currently dominated by women, so since we've happened to run into them, let's take them back and train them and see how they go.

After a moment of stunned silence, Yoshiaki Daimon also realized what was happening. The two of them, with some unknown tacit understanding, teamed up to tell a big lie.

After the dinner, everyone went to see the snow.

After watching for a while, they felt a bit cold, and Kogoro Mouri was still thinking about drinking with Yoshiro Daimon, so the group went back inside.

"Thank you for helping me out of that situation, Mr. Suzuki."

"I really want you to join EW Corporation," Yusuke Suzuki poured himself a full glass of wine. "Would you like to consider it?"

"To be honest, I was planning to go abroad in a month," Yoshiro Daimon hesitated for a moment, "I won't come back to Japan until I make a name for myself abroad."

After they shared a drink, he continued, "However, since you're interested, I'll stay and give it a try. EW Company is gaining a reputation now, and I'm just afraid I won't do a good job."

“You have to try to know whether it’s good or bad,” Yusuke Suzuki continued to encourage. “With your passion for music, I think the chances of success are very high.”

"Mr. Mori, excuse me," Hojo Hatsuho said, entering just as the two were talking. "Could you please sign your name for me?"

Actually, I've admired you for a long time!

Another female fan?

Yusuke Suzuki discovered that his teacher's female fans were of very high quality, all of them beautiful young ladies.

“Is that so? No problem,” Kogoro Mouri’s face was beaming. “It’s my pleasure.”

"Thanks to you, the family feels much more lively now."

“No, I’m just more optimistic,” Hojo Hatsuho knelt down in front of the table. “I’ve only been here for a little over a year. The Daimon family is a prestigious family, and there’s a lot more to learn than in ordinary families.”

She placed another piece of paper on the table, saying, "Please sign one for me too, young master. I believe you will become a famous artist in the future."

"I hope that's true."

That's what he said, but Yoshiaki Daimon still happily accepted the paper.

"Once you become famous, you'll have endless autographs like me," the bumbling detective smugly smiled.

That's for sure; they've become so famous they even have passive skills.

Whenever Kogoro Mouri encounters someone involved in a case, this passive skill is triggered: "Who in the world doesn't know you?"

Just then, the voice of Genichiro Daimon scolding someone came over, and with a little thought, it was clear that it was Kazuki Daimon being scolded.

"Actually, my dad and my older brother are two peas in a pod. The reason I came home today is to settle things with my dad!"

Surrounded by the sounds of fatherly love and filial piety, Yoshihide Daimon uttered these words.

Damn it?

Yusuke Suzuki glanced at Yoshihide Daimon. Last time, he tried to recruit Gerald Pegasus, but the other party disappeared. This time, it wouldn't be the same...

Chapter 172 I'm Wronged

Just as Suzuki Yusuke was wondering if he also had some kind of bad aura about him, Daimon Kayoko pushed open the door and entered.

"Ryoro, I think you actually want to take over the Daimon family's property, don't you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? If that were the case, I wouldn't have run away from home in the first place."

Yusuke Suzuki was really angry whenever he saw this woman and couldn't help but want to say something, but Ai Haibara gently held his hand.

...

Okay, let's forget about it.

"What are you arguing about again!?"

Daimon Genichiro led his eldest son over and scolded, "I get annoyed just looking at you two. I'm going to the side room."

"By the way, Mr. Mori, shall I show you something nice to cheer you up?"

Is this about unlocking new maps and items?

Yusuke Suzuki found the couple annoying and decided to go with Kogoro Mouri, while Ai Haibara chose to stay.

Genichiro Daimon's residence is located in the courtyard, separate from the main building, quiet and elegant, which is indeed quite nice.

“It’s so noisy in the main house every day, only when I come back to this place can I truly relax.”

Upon entering the room and turning on the lights, everyone's attention was immediately drawn to a full suit of armor displayed inside.

"Oh my god, this armor is so oppressive." Ran Mouri subconsciously took a step back.

"You didn't expect that, did you?" Daimon Genichiro said with a hint of pride. "General Hideyuki's armor is my prized possession."

"General Xiuyou!?"

"So this is the armor from that festival. So you kept it as a keepsake."

Just as Kogoro Mouri finished his remark, a gloomy voice rang out, startling everyone.

"That armor has long been cursed. General Xiuyou's vengeful spirit still lingers in this world. Anyone who sees his spirit will eventually die a violent death."

Upon hearing this, Ran Mouri immediately thought of what Yusuke Suzuki had said before, and she got goosebumps all over. Ugh, why is it always these supernatural things!

The gatekeeper Longzi, like a charlatan, knelt before the armor.

"I hope General Xiuyou doesn't catch a cold on his feet."

As she spoke, she took out a pair of socks and respectfully placed them on the offering table. "Please put on these white socks."

"Old woman, you're just being mysterious again!"

So the elderly couple started arguing again.

Yusuke Suzuki sighed, looking up. It seemed this place wasn't so peaceful after all... Come to think of it, this was the first time he'd ever seen socks offered up. Did ghosts really need to be afraid of getting their feet cold?

Seeing that Ran Mouri was starting to get scared, the group didn't stay long. Just as they got back, they ran into Yoshiaki Daimon and received a sincere invitation to drink.

Daimon Ryuko also came over. When she saw her son, whom she hadn't seen for several years, return, her first reaction was still to act strangely.

"You chose to come back today, it must be because General Xiuyou is watching over us. Now only you can protect this family."

As she spoke, she pulled a small notebook from her bosom. "This is for you."

Back inside, Yoshiaki Daimon showed the notebook to Kogoro Mouri.

"This is a news article that my mother cut out and pasted."

Yusuke Suzuki leaned over to take a look and found that it mainly recorded the suicide of a company president named Kenichi Sagusa on December 10, 1996.

It seemed that Daimon Industries was behind this incident, and soon Yoshiaki Daimon confirmed that this was indeed something his father would do.

Kogoro Mouri wanted to say a few words in defense of Genichiro Daimon, but then he learned that the previous owner of the armor they had just seen was Kenichi Sagusa.

Upon hearing this, Suzuki Yusuke breathed a sigh of relief. Since this matter was so deeply involved with the armor, then Daimon Yoshiaki's motive for committing the crime was gone and could be ruled out.

Today is December 10th.

Ai Haibara spoke up to remind him, then yawned, telling the guy who was still drinking that she was sleepy.

Seeing this, Suzuki Yusuke downed the drink in his glass in one gulp. "Teacher, Yoshiro, I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go back to my room to rest. You two continue."

Ai Haibara also silently got up.

Just as the two reached the door, Hojo Hatsuho came over carrying a tray.

Yusuke Suzuki hesitated for a moment, but still didn't speak, and left with Ai Haibara.