Ghost Detectives in the Detective World

"A woman was crying incessantly, whispering and begging for forgiveness, her tears seemingly dried up. A man picked up a pen and stabbed himself in the hand. These three people caused chaos in the hall, and soon after, guests began to fight over the artworks, even picking up famous knives and swords from the hall to slash at each other, turning the entire hall into a living hell."

"After a nightmarish night, only eight corpses and a dozen or so unconscious guests remained in the venue. The two men and all the artworks had vanished without a trace."

"How come there's absolutely no news about such an important event?"

Mori was clearly unable to accept this bloody story.

"The key lies with the guests,"

Da Shang squinted and spoke slowly.

“None of those qualified to participate in the auction of Karasuma Renya’s property are unknown individuals.”

"Indeed, how can you know who killed whom in such a chaotic scene?"

Senma Kazuyo echoed in agreement.

"In the end, it naturally had to be dropped."

Matsuda had already learned about this story from Koshimizu's materials, so he didn't show much reaction.

"By now, I believe everyone understands why this duel between the great detectives has been arranged to take place here, right?"

The doll said loudly,

"Haha, in such a big villa, it's no use searching around like a headless fly. I'll give you all a hint here."

"Two travelers gazed up at the vast night sky, a demon descended upon the castle, the king frantically ran around with his treasure, the queen wept over the Holy Grail and begged for forgiveness, and the soldier raised his sword and committed suicide, his blood staining his face."

"Just like forty years ago, what you are doing is a life-or-death intellectual contest."

"I wonder if everything will turn out the same as forty years ago, with you so-called famous detectives fighting each other for treasure, even killing one another, and finally spilling your blood all over this villa!"

"You have no way out. My magic has taken effect. The competition will begin the moment one of you screams. Remember, there is a computer in the room on the fourth floor of the central tower. Whoever finds the treasure will enter its location into the computer, and I will keep my promise and give them half of the treasure, as well as tell them how to escape."

Just as the model finished slowly playing the words he had recorded, a scream suddenly rang out in the restaurant.

It's Maoshu!

This famous detective, in the prime of his life, dared to go to war with the Mafia.

Suddenly, he stood up with a pained expression, repeatedly scratching his chin with both hands.

Seeing the surprise and worry of the others, this guy's previously pained face suddenly broke into a big smile.

"Hehe, just kidding!"

Ms. Gunda, sitting next to him, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, I don't want to be here examining your corpses..."

“Actually, I’m announcing my withdrawal,” Maoshu suddenly said. “I have absolutely no interest in this kind of boring treasure hunting game.”

Just as Shigeki was about to leave the restaurant, the food detective Ogami suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable and grabbed his own throat with both hands. After struggling for a few moments, he collapsed.

That sense of realism completely surpasses Shigeki's acting skills.

Whether it was that painful growl or the way he fell...

"Hey, no one's going to fall for that a second time, sir!"

As he shouted, Maoshu walked toward where Daisho had fallen.

Matsuda had already walked over to Ogami's side. He reached out and touched the artery in Ogami's neck, then looked up at everyone.

"died."

"No way?"

Everyone else immediately stood up in surprise.

Only Senma Kazuyo did not get up; she remained seated, calmly watching everyone.

Miss Gunda pushed Matsuda aside, squatted down next to Ogami's corpse, and began to examine it carefully.

"The lips did not turn bluish-purple, but there was still a distinctive almond flavor of potassium cyanide in the mouth."

"Could it be that someone put potassium cyanide in his black tea?" Maoshu asked in shock.

You should know that the seat that was originally occupied by Da Shang should actually have been his.

This means that the villa's owner's original target for killing was very likely him!

"No, no redox reaction was detected."

Chima Kazuyo dipped a 10-yen coin into the black tea that Daikami had drunk from.

"It seems the cause of the poisoning is not the black tea."

“That’s not necessarily true,” Matsuda said, glancing at Ogami’s body. “Also, it’s probably potassium cyanide, not potassium cyanate. The minimum lethal dose of potassium cyanate is 20 grams, and there would be more than enough time to save him.”

"Everyone, the dice have been rolled, and the treasure hunt has begun. I hope everyone will do their best to find the treasure."

The model was still reciting its lines methodically.

"You bastard, what are you talking about!"

Enraged, Shigeki strode forward and grabbed the model.

"Bangdang..."

The model's head fell off and hit the ground.

Along with the severed head, there was also a cassette tape connected to a wire.

The tape recorder went silent after it uttered the words, "You are still alive..."

So it was a cassette tape instead of a microphone?

Matsuda suddenly felt a pang of regret; if only he had made up his mind sooner...

Asking others not to eat might save Da Shang.

I know I can't let others lead me by the nose.

Moreover, if it's not a broadcasting device, then anyone present here could be the mastermind behind it all.

Chima Kazuyo, Yata Ikumi, Shigeki Natsuki?

Any of these three people could be a possibility!

As for the others, whether it's the Mori father and daughter, Conan, or Koshimizu and Ai, none of them could have done such a thing.

The remaining Hakuba Saguru, still pursuing his rival Kid, is unlikely to be the murderer.

While Matsuda was still in a daze, the detectives had already begun their deduction based on the current clues.

In their view, the murderer's goal from the beginning should have been to achieve great things.

Moreover, the murderer is very likely among them.

In the eyes of these detectives, everyone, including Matsuda, was suspect.

This is exactly what the murderer wanted to do: to sow seeds of distrust among the people, thus causing chaos and bloodshed.

Chapter 309 Another Bomb

A murder has occurred in the villa. Remembering the earlier explosion, everyone went out of the villa to investigate.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw all the luxury cars parked there, and they were all engulfed in flames.

"Ah! My car is rented!" Mori cried out in anger.

"My Ferrari is totaled too," Ms. Gunda sighed.

“My wife…” Moki, who treated his car like a woman, cried with a mournful face, “My expensive Porsche is ruined too.”

"So, the remaining Mercedes is yours?"

Miss Gunda crossed her arms and looked at Hakuba.

“No, I had my nanny drive me here.” White Horse shook his head.

"That's strange. Officer Matsuda and I came in Mr. Mori's car. Whose Mercedes is this?"

As Chima Kazuyo spoke, she glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the maid behind her.

“I think that must be the master’s car,” the maid said. “When I arrived this morning, the car was already parked there.”

"So, there really are other people here besides us?"

Xiao Lan shrank back in fear.

“No, this could also be a way for the killer to mislead us,” Yue Shui shook her head. “I still think the killer is hiding among us.”

"Judging from this, the car I parked behind must have been burned as well."

As the maid spoke, she put her thumb to her lips and began to bite her nails.

I thought it would be a good job, but I never expected that I would lose my car in the end.

"Didn't you park your car here?" Conan asked curiously.

"Yes, Master told me to park the car at the back door," the maid explained.

"What's the shortest way to the back door?" Conan asked hurriedly.

"Walking through the garden in the center of the villa..."

Before the maid could finish speaking, she was pushed aside by the crowd, and Mori and Shigeki rushed out.

Following closely behind were Conan, Gunda, and Hakuba.

Koshimizu also wanted to catch up, but seeing Matsuda lagging behind, he hesitated for a moment and then stood next to Matsuda.

As for Ai, she naturally became Matsuda's little shadow.

"Officer Matsuda doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all," Chima Kōyō asked with a smile.

“I just think there’s no use in being anxious,” Matsuda shook his head. “Besides, if the car is still intact, it won’t matter if we go a little later. If the car is gone, it doesn’t matter whether we go or not.”

"You see things very clearly," Chima Kazuyo remarked.

"To put it bluntly, it's just laziness," Matsuda chuckled.

Just then, the two suddenly heard the white horse shouting loudly.