The Black Detective of the Detective Conan World

Later, drive the car back to the base and have someone check that sniper bullet. Something about it just doesn't feel right...

Suddenly, the tires exploded with a loud bang, and then the fuel tank started smoking.

Gin looked at Vodka with a dark expression, only to find him looking completely bewildered, clearly unaware of what had happened.

"Jump out!" Gin shouted, pushed open the car door beside him, and jumped out.

On the other side, Vodka also jumped out of the car.

The black sedan sped forward by more than ten meters with its inertia, then exploded with a loud bang, flames shooting into the sky.

Gin stood in front of the burning car, veins bulging on his forehead, his murderous aura almost overflowing.

Very good... Assassin's Guild, I'll remember you!

Chapter 121 Haibara: Awesome! b(￣▽￣)d

Inside the villa.

After Tadokoro Toshiya, a student of Torakura Daisuke, killed someone, he began to create a fake secret room.

He used film negatives and tape to create a small mechanism that allowed the room door to be locked from the inside, creating the illusion of a "locked room".

He then rushed to other places to carry out his exoneration scheme.

Not long after Tadokoro Toshiya locked the door and left, a small bee flew out of the study and landed, transforming into a clone of the Tengu.

He walked around the room and quickly found two leather suitcases hidden in a secret place. When he opened them, they were filled with tens of thousands of yuan in cash.

The two boxes together are worth exactly two hundred million!

It was the hush money that Daisuke Torakura had prepared for the Black Organization.

This guy, he sounded so tough before, but he's actually quite cowardly. Didn't he see he had all the money ready?

Unfortunately, he managed to snatch it away from himself again.

The Tengu clone opened the window, preparing to fly away with the suitcase, when suddenly it stopped in its tracks.

He turned back to the locked door and unlocked it.

Great, now the secret room doesn't exist, so the only person who ever came to the study is the murderer!

The Tengu clone nodded in satisfaction, turned around, and flew out of the window.

He flew from the sky to his car, put the two boxes of money inside, then collapsed into a ball of gold, and turned back into a moth, flying into the sky.

He didn't take out the wooden nail that had gathered the "legendary" spiritual energy, since his main body would be entering the crime scene soon anyway, so there was no need to rush.

Naoto Hayashi regained his senses and began to think.

Now all he had to do was wait, wait until someone found the body... But wait, when would that be? Playing cards and chatting in the living room was such a waste of time.

Naoto Hayashi thought about it and decided to push the process forward.

Several little bees took flight and crashed into the door in the hallway leading to the study!

Boom!Boom!

The sound came from the living room, where people were playing cards, drinking, and chatting.

Everyone else was just puzzled, but Tadokoro Toshiya, who had just crossed the river with a shark, turned pale.

That direction leads to Daisuke Torakura's study, which is filled with dead bodies. So who's knocking on the door now?!

Conan was the first to sense that something was wrong.

This is Daisuke Torakura's villa. He never knocks when he goes in or out, while everyone else is in the living room...

Who is knocking on the door?

Then think about the eerie chill that always lingers in this villa…

No, that's not right!

It could also be that mysterious woman in black!

Conan jumped off the chair in a flash, rushed to the door, and yanked it open!

Ran exclaimed in surprise, "Conan! Stop..."

There was no one behind the door.

Now everyone realized that something was wrong.

Someone asked in a low voice, "Is there anyone else in this villa?"

Kogoro Mouri finally came to his senses and displayed the alertness expected of a famous detective.

"Something's not right! Go check on Mr. Torakura immediately!"

Tadokoro Toshiya was startled and quickly stopped him, saying, "The teacher hates being disturbed when he's creating..."

Kogoro frowned and said, "There seems to be a stranger breaking into the villa. Mr. Torakura might be in danger! Who cares about disturbing us now? Go and check!"

Tadokoro Toshiya was dawdling and didn't want to move. Torakura Etsuko's eyelids twitched. She had a feeling that this mastermind detective was targeting her, so she quickly ran over and started dialing the internal phone.

No one answered!

Anxiety lingered in the fresh, pungent aroma.

A group of people rushed towards Daisuke Torakura's study.

Tadokoro Toshiya rushed ahead, reaching out to grab the doorknob, and habitually said, "Ah, the door is locked. It must be the teacher..."

Click.

The door opened.

Toshiya Tadokoro: ? ? ?

Others: ...?

Young man, something seems off about you...

Kogoro Mouri pushed aside Toshiya Tadokoro, who was blocking his way, and forcefully pulled open the door.

Suddenly, a shocking scene unfolded in the bloody arena.

In the dark room, in the direction the projector's light was projected, Daisuke Torakura, wearing a vampire cloak, was tied to a dilapidated wooden cross, with a wooden nail driven into his chest!

His face was ferocious, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was agape, like a vampire nailed to a cross!

Xiaolan and Hucang Yuezi let out a scream, which sent chills down Xing Shuoji's spine.

dead!

"Ran! Call the police!" Kogoro Mori shouted, his gaze sharpening as he looked at Ran. "Is she the last person to enter this study?"

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Toshiya Tadokoro.

The young man panicked; he had absolutely no idea what had gone wrong! He had clearly created a fake secret room, and he had even tried to open it before, but it was indeed impossible to open. So how could it be open now?

He was sweating profusely as he said, "Yes, it's me. I came to deliver red wine and videotapes to the teacher..."

Kogoro pointed and sneered, "It's obvious, you're the murderer! You were the only one in this house during the time Mr. Torakura died; no one else had the opportunity to commit the crime!"

"You're the one who used that stick to knock Mr. Torakura unconscious, then tied him to the cross, and finally nailed him to death, right?"

Tadokoro Toshiya broke down, shouting, "Impossible! This room is clearly a locked room! I can't..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and a look of terror appeared in his eyes.

Oh no, I accidentally blurted out what was on my mind.

Everyone stared at him in disbelief.

He was like a broken parrot, constantly repeating, "Impossible... I clearly... I clearly... Impossible..."

Kogoro sneered, and the others realized what was happening and started talking all at once, revealing each other's secrets. However, as they talked, their expressions became strange.

It turns out everyone has shark-like motives.

The chubby editor-in-chief owed Daisuke Torakura a lot of money, but was threatened by him and had to endure tremendous pressure to help him steal manuscripts from other authors;

Etsuko Torakura cheated on her husband with a scholar named Shuichi Hamura. Both of them resented Daisuke Torakura for forcing their lovers to keep their affair secret.

As for Toshiya Tadokoro, his sick younger sister was controlled by Daisuke Torakura, who then threatened him to write novels for her.

Upon hearing this, Toshiya Tadokoro finally broke down, collapsing to his knees with a thud, pounding the ground with his fists, tears streaming down his face. "My sister... died a year ago! It was that beast, Daisuke Torakura. He bribed the doctor to stop the medication and delay treatment, and in the end..."

"This beast concealed the news of my sister's death in order to keep me writing for him. If it weren't for a kind nurse secretly informing me, I probably wouldn't know she was dead even now."

"Hehehe, this guy is a vampire. I don't regret killing him! It's just a pity that I made so many preparations to get away with it..."

Just then, Ran came in and said to Kogoro, "Dad, I just called the police, but they can't come right away. They said there was a car on fire and exploded on the road, blocking it."

Conan immediately sensed a crime and called out, "Ran-neechan, is there a dead person over there?"

Ran was exasperated, thinking that this kid was doomed, always talking nonsense. However, she still whispered, "Conan, don't talk nonsense. No one was injured or killed over there. The car was empty. The owner probably got into an accident because of the slippery roads due to the snow and walked to the hospital first."

Upon hearing that it was just a regular car accident, Conan immediately lost interest.

Naoto Hayashi chuckled, then pulled out his phone and started frantically texting Ai Haibara.

Today I took care of Gin and Vodka again, smashing their car, but unfortunately it wasn't that Porsche.

【? ? ? 】

[By chance, I came across it and packed it up.]

[Awesome! b(￣▽￣)d When are you coming back? I'll cook you a big meal!]

Soon

After a brief chat, and sensing Ai Haibara's cheerful mood on the other end, Naoto Hayashi finally put down his phone.

The merit and the tomato-flavored soul were credited to the account, and the merit received was twofold, presumably because the death of Tadokoro Toshiya's sister was attributed to Torakura Daisuke.

In addition, it's time to reap the biggest reward of this trip—that bundle of "legend"...

Chapter 122 "Legend" Original Blood!

Naoto Hayashi quietly approached the body.

He extended his own spirituality, allowing it to resonate with the spirituality of the wooden nail driven into the corpse's chest, sensing the information contained within it.

Its name is: "Legendary" Original Blood!

That is a special spirituality born from blood and vampire legends.

Lin Zhiren looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, slightly opened his mouth and took a breath.

A pale red light flew out from the wooden nail and merged into Lin Zhiren's body.

Lin Zhiren felt a surge of heat erupt instantly, and he heard a booming sound like a surging river in his ears—the sound of blood rushing through his body!

The strange feeling quickly dissipated, and the "legendary" original blood transformed into a crystal-clear droplet of blood, floating on his chest.

Through silent spiritual communication, he quickly understood the power of this "legendary" original blood.

Control blood flow!

That is its capability.

How to put it? It's useful, and it's not.

Logically speaking, being able to control blood is a skill that combines offense and defense, and it can also control injuries when injured.

The problem is that this "legend" is newly conceived and its abilities are too weak. It can only control less than 1 milliliter of blood... which is just a few drops of blood.

What can this do? What can it do?

It's too useless.

We can only look forward to its clone after it merges with gold.

……

A golden bee flew out of the villa and quickly arrived at an uninhabited snowfield a few hundred meters away.

The little bee landed, its body swelling with red light, and quickly transformed into a human form.

He was a European or American man who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with pale skin, blond hair, and deep-set, perfect features. He wore a white chiffon shirt and smoky gray trousers, and his physique was as perfect as an ancient Greek statue.