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

"Excuse me," the maid, Hibari Hikari, suddenly asked as Akatsuka Kaze was about to leave, "Mr. Kaze, are you a police officer?"

“No,” Chi Chufeng looked at the maid quietly, “I… am a detective, can you keep that a secret for now?”

"Huh? Oh oh."

The maid, Hikaru Hibari, nodded repeatedly, staring blankly as Akatsuka Kaze walked out of the showroom.

"Why did you tell her?" Conan raised an eyebrow beside Akasa Kaze. "You trust her that much? Maybe it's all a show she orchestrated."

Chi Chufeng glanced at Conan and said, "Anyway, she's not the culprit."

"Oh?" Conan glanced at him. "Brother Akaso, you've solved another mystery. Don't tell me yet, let me figure it out myself."

Conan thought to himself, "There's a huge gap between me and this guy."

He hasn't even figured out the situation of the Torakura family yet, and investigating out of thin air doesn't give him much of a direction. The only thing he can be sure of is that the case from six months ago is related to Torakura Sakuya.

"A collapse?!"

As Conan was pondering the case, a new situation suddenly arose: the only road leading to the villa was blocked by a landslide, and from the villa, one could see a distant forest fire with thick smoke billowing into the distance.

Chapter 545 Who exactly is the client?

“I just called to confirm,” Torakura Mashin said hurriedly, “They said the tunnel collapse was caused by an explosion of unknown origin, and road restoration may have to wait until tomorrow.”

"Honestly, we still haven't found our eldest brother!"

“By the way,” Hanekawa Johei said, looking around for the eldest daughter of the Torakura family, “has anyone seen my dear? I haven’t seen her since earlier.”

"I don't know, but why didn't Kishiji-nii see it either?"

"Mr. Feng just took the child to find Anzhi to develop the photos. They should be in the room that serves as a darkroom now."

When the group started talking about Chi Chufeng, Ma Xin's wife, a long-haired woman, raised her eyebrows and said, "Speaking of that Mr. Feng, don't you guys think something's a little strange?"

"what happened?"

"He seems to really believe that his older brother has become a vampire."

“Maybe he’s interested in vampire legends,” Hanekawa Johei shrugged. “Aren’t all rich kids like that these days?”

In the room of the crew-cut Tora-kuragi Osamu, Conan saw a group photo in the exhibition hall.

Just as the maid had said, between the eldest daughter of Torakura and Hanekawa Johei standing in the back row, an old man wearing glasses appeared, his mouth wide open, revealing terrifying fangs.

"It's unbelievable that such a thing really happened," the man with the buzz cut said, his face covered in sweat and looking grim. "My brother really did turn into a monster through the wall."

"It definitely looks like a paranormal photo."

Conan took the photo and examined it carefully under the light.

It appeared less behind the crowd and more in the mirror on the wall.

On the wall right behind Torakura's eldest daughter and Hanekawa Johei, an oval mirror hung between the two.

We must solve the mystery as soon as possible, otherwise things are going to get out of hand.

However, why isn't Akachu-san in a hurry at all?

Isn't this guy afraid of more people dying?

Conan was very puzzled.

Back in the room next to the showroom, Conan pondered for a while before walking straight to the wardrobe.

Judging from its location, it was separated from the group of people from the Torakura family by a wall when they took the photo, and the wardrobe was right behind the mirror.

That is to say...

Conan recalled a mechanism he had seen in a certain incident.

He carefully inspected the wardrobe before leaving.

Because the showroom opposite is brightly lit, and you can see the opposite view clearly through the mirror, the wardrobe side must have turned on the light source to illuminate your face when taking photos so that your image is reflected.

"Hey, what's this?" On the other side, the others in the villa also saw the photos developed by the crew-cut man, Torakuragishi, and completely lost their composure.

"Why is my brother, who wasn't even there when the photo was taken, appearing in the very center of the picture?"

"Could it be that you tampered with the photos when they were being developed?!"

Unable to remain calm, the crowd instinctively looked for a reason and turned to Torakura Kishiji, who had brought the photos.

"What a joke!" Torakura Kishiji shouted.

"How could you possibly tamper with the film in such a short time? Besides, the camera we used was the one my brother left in that room. If you don't believe me, you can go find Mr. Feng. He and I developed the photos together!"

"Speaking of which, what about Mr. Feng and that child?" Hanekawa Johei asked curiously.

"I don't know. I saw him go to my older brother's room earlier."

"Could it be...could it be that my brother...?" the square-faced Torakura Ashin exclaimed in panic, "has he really become a vampire like the rumors say?"

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Torakura Mina, the second daughter of the Torakura family, who also wore glasses, laughed. “Vampires only exist in horror movies and horror stories…”

"Whether it's disappearing from the coffin or this ghostly photo, it's all a trick by Brother Pomi. He must be trying to test us to see if there are any idiots among us who would be scared away by the vampire commotion."

"Because you want to inherit your brother's estate, you have to attend tonight's discussion, right?"

Torakura Mina's expression was inscrutable.

“Even if we wanted to escape, there was no way,” said Torakura Ruri, Mashin’s wife, with long hair. “The only way out is blocked by the landslide.”

“In short,” the old butler said, looking at the panicked crowd, “it would be better to find the master as soon as possible and let him explain to us in person.”

The villa was shrouded in a dark cloud, and the surroundings were pitch black, as if ghosts were watching.

But the brightly lit villa seemed even more dangerous, and everyone was more or less afraid, except for Akaso Kaze, who was walking around the villa with Conan.

He's 2.8, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Conan, of course, wasn't afraid. He had already determined that everything happening now was man-made.

First, the vampire-dressed Torikura Sakuya's body disappeared from the coffin, and then the vampire-like Torikura Sakuya appeared in the mirror of the group photo.

Conan is a bit strange.

They were originally brought in to witness the distribution of the estate and to prevent any problems from arising.

Now the homeowners have run into problems, and they've even found clues that the villa owner might be the perpetrator of the incident six months ago.

Who exactly commissioned Chi Chufeng?

Conan was a little curious.

He had already asked this question on the way, but Chi Chufeng did not answer.

Chapter 546 She's always the one who notices the strange things

"Miss Hikari," Conan found the maid in the kitchen, whose stomach was growling with hunger, "where is the chef?"

"Ah, at this time, everyone is eating in other rooms, right?" the maid said, blushing. "Actually, we maids should have eaten together too, but we couldn't because we had to find the master."

“Speaking of which,” Conan asked, “you’re the child of Mr. Sakoya’s fiancée, right? They all call you a burden.”

"Yes, it is."

Do you know why your mother passed away?

“I heard it was because of an unfortunate accident,” the maid said, scratching her fingers. “At that time, I was weak after being sick and was hospitalized in the hospital run by the master, so I don’t know the details.”

"Hospital?"

“Yes, the master used to be the director of Yincang General Hospital,” the maid Huai 29 read. “The master was a really good person. He covered all my hospital fees and surgery fees. I just heard that he retired due to health reasons after I was discharged from the hospital.”

“I see,” Conan asked, looking up. “So you’re working as a maid here for the master too?”

"Because I want to take care of the master in place of my mother," the maid explained with a smile and a slight bend, showing affection for Conan, who looked like a child.

"But the main reason is that I graduated from university half a year ago and couldn't find a job. The master asked me if I wanted to come because the villa was short of maids."

"Did you come here after the murder that happened six months ago?"

"Yes, I only heard about Ms. Shimizu's matter later."

The maid said apologetically, "I seem to be quite different from Miss Shimizu. I still don't quite get used to this mansion. This morning, the master clearly told me to come over, but I didn't even know which room to go to, and as a result..."

"Is the master angry? Although I haven't been scolded since I came here, only others have said that the master is very strict."

“So,” Conan asked, “what did the master want you to do?”

“I don’t know,” the maid said awkwardly. “They told me to go to the Southern Barbarian’s room, but I don’t know where the Southern Barbarian’s room is.”

Chi Chufeng said speechlessly, "Why don't you just ask someone else?"

"But the master said I must not tell anyone and that I should go to the Nanman room alone. He also specifically instructed me not to let the butler find out."

"is it?"

Conan gave the maid a strange look.

This girl is really carefree; she just stood up her owner like that.

What kind of owner can truly never lose their temper?