Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

This is a very advanced high-tech monitoring room, which is somewhat dimly lit.

The live feed monitor screen is the only light source, showing the detectives moving around in various locations.

On the side of the monitor screen, there was a computer with a maximized dialog box displaying several letters that Chi Chufeng had just typed on the computer.

This place should be the secret space where the owner of the villa monitors all the famous detectives, and the computer that can communicate with others should also be set up for some purpose.

Chi Chufeng deleted the letters in the chat box, restoring it to its initial state.

He looked at the surveillance footage on the screen, then used his spatial eye to observe the scene inside the villa, his eyes gradually narrowing.

Something seems wrong.

Meanwhile, Phantom Thief Kid was checking the second and first floors.

On the second floor, most rooms were locked, so there wasn't much to investigate.

The first floor is the main area where the detectives are active. There are people in the activity room and the kitchen. The hall has been checked, so there is not much need to investigate it.

Unbeknownst to him, Kidd arrived at the back door and walked out of the Twilight Mansion.

There doesn't seem to be anything strange here.

Just as Phantom Thief Kid was about to turn back, he noticed that the cement plaster on the back door steps was cracked, revealing some rustic gold at the edges.

Ok?

Kidd kicked it twice more, knocking off more cement, then bent down and reached out to touch it.

Although the luster was somewhat lacking, the texture still allowed Kidd to determine:

Is this gold!

Even the steps are made of gold; could the entire villa be made of gold?

Kidd took two steps back, trying to estimate the amount of gold needed for the entire construction…

Too much!

Too much!

Kidd stared in shock, completely unaware of the eerie rustling sounds coming from the woods behind him.

In the activity room, Phantom Thief Kid hurriedly returned.

Seeing Akatsuka sitting there leisurely enjoying his wine, Phantom Thief Kid excitedly walked over.

He glanced around, leaned down slightly, and said with a mysterious expression, "Lord Chichu, I've discovered a great secret here. Can you guess what it is?"

Chi Chufeng glanced at him and said slowly, "The entire villa is made of gold."

huh?

Kaito Kid was dumbfounded. "You noticed too?"

Chi Chufeng nodded. "What kind of secret is it if it's so easy to discover?"

Hearing him say that, Phantom Thief Kid calmed down...

Thinking about it, it's true. This place is damaged everywhere, it's really a miracle that no one has noticed it for so long.

"Then why didn't anyone take it?" Phantom Thief Kid asked, puzzled.

Chi Chufeng frowned slightly. "This might be a trap."

"What? A trap?" Phantom Thief Kid shuddered.

"Think about it, how exactly was this place built?" Chi Chufeng said.

Kaito Kid thought for a moment, then was startled.

The craftsmen who built this super-class pavilion must have known that it was made of gold.

Even if some kind of confidentiality agreement was signed at the time, or if these craftsmen were intimidated by some means not to reveal the secret, these craftsmen could still pass the secret on to their descendants.

Generation after generation passed until the descendants of the craftsmen felt safe enough to come and dig for treasure.

But to this day, it seems no one knows the secret of this villa, and no one has come to steal its treasure.

Could it be that all those artisans 2.8... were murdered by the wealthy Karasuma Renya?

Building such a large villa requires a lot of people.

Add to that the legend from 40 years ago…

This is terrifying to think about.

squeak.

The door suddenly opened, and the maid appeared in the doorway.

"I apologize for keeping you all waiting. Dinner is ready. Please proceed to the dining room for your meal."

"The master is already there waiting for your arrival."

"Is the protagonist finally going to show up?" Mogi Harufumi finally perked up, a smile of excitement spreading across his face.

"I can't wait." Chima Kazuyo adjusted her glasses, a smirk playing on her lips, clearly intrigued.

Chapter 477 What? You blew up my woman?

The maid pushed open the door to the dining room, and everyone looked around at the interior.

The restaurant features a long, rectangular dining table, oil paintings on the walls, and a fireplace behind the main seat with a clock on it.

A strange humanoid figure sat in the main seat, its entire body covered by a robe, and its head emitted a red glow, like two scarlet eyes.

"Hey, what do you mean by this? I think you watch too many TV dramas!" Mogi Harufumi frowned, put his hands in his pockets, and looked somewhat amused.

"To all the renowned detectives present, I sincerely welcome you to this Twilight Villa."

Without answering him, the figure in the main seat spoke on its own, a strange mechanical sound processed by a voice changer, making it impossible to discern the original owner's identity.

"Please take your seats now, everyone. Your names are on the table."

No one spoke; they walked to the dining table and sat down in their assigned seats as he had instructed.

After everyone was seated, the host continued, "The purpose of inviting you all here today is mainly to help you find the treasure currently hidden somewhere in this villa."

"It took me many years to acquire this wealth, and I'm determined to find it no matter what!"

Just as it finished speaking, several explosions were heard outside the annex.

"What is that sound!" Da Shang Zhu Shan was the first to stand up and question it.

"It's nothing serious, they just blew up your cars and blocked your way."

"What? You blew up my woman?"

Harufumi Mogi suddenly stood up, his face full of anger.

The expressions on everyone's faces varied, but the speaker's voice continued.

“You’ve always been the ones chasing me; it’s time we switched places occasionally. To be honest, that suspension bridge you just crossed on the road also collapsed off a cliff at the same time. So there’s no way you can escape in a car right now.”

"There are no telephones here, and there are no cell phone base stations nearby, so it's impossible for you to ask for help from the outside world."

"So now, if anyone can figure out a way to find that treasure for me, I will not only give them half, but I will also tell them how to leave this place. That's the rule of the game."

"Ha! Someone like you, who's so shameless and cowardly, isn't my type."

Harufumi Mogi strode to the head seat and ripped off the robe from its head, revealing a mannequin with a speaker attached underneath.

"Who on earth went so far as to go to such lengths?"

Kaito Kid was also furious.

When this guy says, "You guys used to be the ones chasing after me," he's clearly using his own tone.

This is practically making him take the blame right in front of everyone.

"Is that even a question? Of course it's that Phantom Thief Kid! Isn't it clearly written on the invitation?" said Harufumi Mogi.

"Hmph, this thief dares to mock us like that, he must have a death wish."

"Especially since Lord Chi Chu is here, he really isn't afraid of death."

Amidst the accusations from several people, Phantom Thief Kid was on the verge of tears, pitifully glancing at Akatsuki.

Fortunately, Chi Chufeng didn't show any expression.

Oh, right, he knows I didn't do it.

Kaito Kid was no longer afraid.

If the Onmyoji doesn't intervene, what use are these famous detectives?

At this moment, the maid knocked on the dining room door and began serving dishes to everyone from the food cart.

During the serving of dishes, Chi Chufeng suddenly asked, "Did you set out these utensils beforehand, or were they already like this before you arrived?"

The maid thought for a moment, "The tableware was already set up like this before I arrived, and everything else was also arranged by the master, including the order in which the dishes were served..."

Hakuba Saguru's expression darkened. He pushed over the paper nameplate in front of him and analyzed, "We all sit according to this nameplate, although I don't think that kid would do something like murder..."

"But if he wants to test our abilities and play some unfunny jokes on us, 143 is a possibility."