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

If the arrival of the furniture company truck and the explosion at the other end of the tunnel only attract the attention of the security guard, it will only last for a short time, and the risk of being discovered is very high.

The killer's methods...

Conan glanced across the entire mansion, and the figure of Torakura Sakoya flashed before his eyes.

This incident is clearly a continuation of what happened six months ago.

The police at the time may have been misled and simply moved the coffin to check the floor, failing to discover the secret passage hidden by the carpet or the mystery on the back of the coffin.

Come to think of it, this place is located on the border of Gunma and Saitama prefectures, and it seems to be under the jurisdiction of Gunma Prefecture. Could the police who came half a year ago have been...

Conan drooped his eyelids.

I hope it's not that guy.

One guard was left to watch over the body, while the other guard led Conan on a walk around the mansion's perimeter.

There is no way to enter or exit from the surrounding area, and there are anti-theft sensors on the wall. If someone tries to climb over the wall, the gatekeeper will know immediately.

These things existed six months ago; they were only brought in after the incident where the doorman was a maid, so it's unlikely that they did something quietly.

As for the secret passage…

At the time, Torakura Sakuya probably only had a week to make the modifications, and building a large number of secret passages would easily arouse the suspicion of the workers, since there are vampire legends in this area.

Moreover, if there really was a secret passage, there would be no need to specially arrange for furniture company trucks or blow up tunnels.

The prisoners only have a little time to use.

When Conan returned to the villa, the Torakura family members, having learned the news, were already arguing in the dining room.

"He's not a policeman, why should we listen to him?"

"Even if he's a famous detective, he's too young. Who knows if it's really him..."

“Yes,” Hanekawa Johei cried, “They said they would give an explanation, but my dear was still killed!!”

"Let's protect ourselves."

The group was determined and left the restaurant despite the maid Hibari Hikaru's repeated pleas.

The butler tried to stop everyone, but Conan pulled him back from behind.

“Forget it, it’s no use,” Conan said, shaking his head. “Let them go.”

At this point, the perpetrator was still encouraging everyone to leave; clearly, the killer had another plan.

"You already know, don't you?" Chi Chufeng asked.

"I've solved quite a few cases on my own, after all,"

Conan walked into the empty restaurant and said, "The more complex the case, the more traces there are often to follow. Besides, the opponent may not necessarily be a high-IQ criminal."

Conan walked to the balcony window below the crime scene in the attic, drew the curtains, and observed carefully.

"The methods used to solve the coffin and the photos have been solved. All that's left is this: the vampire bat."

"The bat was probably just a remote-controlled toy airplane. The problem is that Torakura Sakuya's sudden appearance and disappearance left no obvious traces on the attic, and we rushed there almost immediately."

"Could there be some other mechanism?"

Conan, mimicking Hanekawa Johei's actions, drew back the curtains, his gaze falling on the windowpane. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the top pane was a convex lens, capable of inverting the outside scenery...

In other words, when it appeared that Torakura Sakuya had retreated upstairs, he was actually falling down. Because the window below was blocked by Hanekawa Johei, no one noticed.

In this case……

Conan went outside to the balcony and rummaged through a pile of flowerpots.

Sure enough, I saw a pale, fanged face.

What was concealed by the flowers and plants was a head and the shoulders of a vampire cloak padded with stuffing.

The owner of this villa, Torikura Sakuya, is actually dead; only his head, dressed as a vampire, remains.

Conan's eyes narrowed, and his mind flashed back to the scenes from before.

The cries of the maid Hibari Hikaru, the conversations of the Torakura family, and the old butler's narration.

"So that's how it is." Conan's eyes lit up.

It was already past midnight. The chefs and maids in the villa had all gone to sleep, and the members of the Yincang family were also silently staying in their respective rooms. The corridor was quiet, with only the occasional rumble of thunder outside.

Maid Hikaru Hinohara left the room with her 2.8-inch phone, looking at an email sent by the master.

"Regarding the important matter I couldn't tell you this morning, please come to Nanban's room immediately. Of course, don't let anyone see you; come alone. Torakura Sakoya."

The content of the email bothered her, and she didn't know what to do.

"Could it be that the master is safe and sound and knows who the real culprit is? But he really looked like a vampire back then."

Maid Hikaru walked through the corridor toward the Nanban room with a puzzled look in her eyes, when she suddenly saw Akatsuki Kaze standing at the corner in front of her.

Chapter 551 Conan finally has a chance to shine.

"Mr. Feng?"

"Shhh."

After gesturing for the maid to be quiet, Chi Chufeng took his phone, checked the email, and then handed it to Conan.

“This email wasn’t sent by your master. I’ll go with you,” Chi Chufeng said softly.

Conan smiled.

By now, the entire case had formed a closed loop in his mind, and all the information flow had cleared away the last fog of the previously unclear truth.

In addition to identifying the specific perpetrator, the detailed process of the case has also been completely unraveled.

"that…"

Maid Hikaru Hibari walked to the Nanban room, pushed open the door, and tentatively called out in a low voice.

"Sir, this is Xiao Guang. I came over as soon as I saw your email, sir?"

As the maid entered the room, a dark figure emerged from behind the door. After slowly closing the door, the figure shone a flashlight sharply at the maid, and at the same time, a savage grin appeared as he charged forward, brandishing a dagger.

it's over!

"boom!"

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the darkness and chopped at the neck of the shadowy figure.

The dark figure stared wide-eyed and collapsed to the ground, instantly losing consciousness.

"never mind."

Chi Chufeng opened the door, grabbed the shadowy figure, and walked out of the Southern Barbarian room.

Under the stimulation of the villa's lights, the unconscious Hanekawa Johei opened his eyes in pain.

It took a while for him to recover before he realized that everyone in the villa had gathered around him.

why?

"It's actually Hanekawa?!" Torakura Kishiji's face turned ashen as he looked at Akatsuchi Fuu with a puzzled expression. "Mr. Fuu, what exactly is going on?"

Chi Chufeng smiled slightly and said, "Let Conan do it."

Conan, upon hearing that he had a chance to shine, immediately showed an excited expression.

The Onmyoji has been so kind this time.

He showed everyone the emails Hikaru Hinohara had received, his gaze sweeping over Johei Hanekawa as he said:

"This series of murders was originally prepared by the museum owner for Miss Hikari. Mr. Sakuya originally planned to call Miss Hikari to Nanban's room in the morning, but Miss Hikari left her phone charging in the bathroom and didn't see the email until the afternoon."

"That email was seen by Hanekawa, who had been staying here the day before. She then secretly went to Nanban's room in place of Miss Hikari. She must have seen it then, right? The key to this case: Mr. Sakuya's head."

"Wait," Torakura Kishiji said anxiously, "What happened to Big Brother's head? What's the key point?"

"Mr. Sakoya should have already died under the guillotine by then,"

Conan said quietly, "Next to the body, there should also be his cell phone, the key to the cold storage, the detonator for the tunnel, and the plan for this series of murders."

"A business plan?" The Torakura family members were speechless. "What business plan?"

"First of all, Mr. Sakuya suddenly disappeared from the coffin. Actually, we were just using Mr. Sakuya's head and a fake body. There is a secret passage under the coffin leading to the first-floor storage room. When everyone heard Ms. Hikari's scream and went over, Mr. Hanekawa was not there. He probably went to the secret passage at that time."

Conan deduced step by step.

"When everyone tried to open the coffin immediately, they couldn't because Hanekawa was in the secret passage taking away Mr. Sakuya's head and fake body, and at the same time activating a mechanism that prevented the coffin from being opened from the outside."

“But,” Torakura Kishiji asked, “the police checked six months ago and didn’t find any secret passages.”

"That's because the carpet next to it created a visual illusion through the room's furnishings. When the police inspected the room, the coffin had been moved to the side, and the entrance to the secret passage was hidden by the carpet. Of course, it wouldn't be discovered without a careful inspection," Conan explained.

"And what's the deal with that ghostly photo?"

The members of the Torakura family pressed for an answer: "Our eldest brother is indeed in the photo."

"Because there's a mechanism in that mirror on the wall, when there's a light source next door, the image from there will be reflected here," Conan said, looking at Hanekawa Johei, who was sweating profusely.

"After removing the contents of the coffin, Hanekawa hung Mr. Sakami's head in the closet next door. As long as you turn on the light source with the remote control in your pocket when taking a picture, Mr. Sakami's image will naturally appear."

"And to avoid the mirror being blocked, Hanekawa specifically stood in the middle."