"Who...who are you?"

Seeing Yin Kong appear out of nowhere, Ayumi and the other two huddled together almost instantly, trembling with fear.

Even Conan was startled and temporarily forgot his physical discomfort.

"What a bunch of rude brats! I'm the owner of this house," Yin Kong sighed, feigning helplessness, and asked, "What are you doing here in my house for no reason?"

"You...you...your house..." Genta gripped the baseball bat tightly, as if only it could give him a sense of security at this moment. "But didn't Ayumi say that the owner of this house was already...already killed by robbers? You...you are—"

"Calm down, Genta!" After seeing Yin Kong's appearance clearly, Conan tentatively asked, "This uncle, is he a homeless person?"

Seeing that Ayumi and the others looked confused, Conan immediately began to explain.

The so-called homeless are actually homeless people who have nowhere to go. For various reasons, they can only wander around the city and often gather in parks and the countryside.

Of course, many people also choose abandoned buildings that are rarely visited, as well as this haunted house that looks like a villa, as temporary shelter.

"Oh, I see. So the rumors about the haunted house started because you live here, right?" After hearing Conan's explanation, Mitsuhiko suddenly realized, "I knew it! This is the age of science and civilization, how could something as unscientific as ghosts exist?"

Genta also said with disdain:

"But uncle, you clearly moved in secretly, yet you claim to be the owner of the house. You're really shameless."

Only Ayumi had a strange expression.

Because among everyone, she was the only one who had seen the news report, so she felt that Yin Kong's appearance looked somewhat familiar.

But for a moment, she couldn't remember exactly where she had seen it.

"Hehe." Yin Kong didn't argue, but said kindly, "I have some good food here, would you like to come along?"

Looking at Yin Kong's figure, Conan couldn't help but frown, because he felt a very strong sense of unease.

Generally speaking, these homeless people are naturally impoverished and extremely destitute, which is completely opposite to Yin Kong's current appearance.

Especially his clothes, which all seemed to be high-end goods with considerable prices.

Before he could even think it through, the three of them, including Genta, cheered with delight upon hearing the words "delicious."

"I want to go! I want to go..."

Soon, Yin Kong led the Junior Detective Club to a small room.

Genta Kojima, completely unfazed, snapped the light switches shut:

"Hey, why isn't the light on?"

However, the lights did not turn on.

Because the magical cat had already scouted around and told Yin Kong that the power to the entire villa had been cut off, except for a separate power line running to the basement.

"So, we'll have to use candles."

"Ah, the will-o'-the-wisp that Ayumi saw, it really was your masterpiece, Uncle."

Upon seeing the candle lit by Yin Kong, Guang Yan immediately spoke up as well.

"Will-o'-the-wisp? That does make a lot of a resemblance."

Yin Kong grinned, as if to say something meaningful.

Because although it's not a will-o'-the-wisp, it's a demonic fire summoned by a magical cat.

After several periods of slumber, [Barbatos Juvenile Form] has reached level fourteen.

While he certainly can't compare to Inuyasha and the others, he's already a somewhat capable little demon.

Regardless of the power of the summoned demonic fire, it is still very convenient for providing illumination.

"Eel rice?!"

"Curry!"

Cream of mushroom soup!

Of course, the three of them were quickly drawn to the gourmet feast that Yin Kong had presented.

"I'm sorry I startled you. Consider this compensation. Please enjoy."

"Wow, then we won't be polite!" ×3

"Hey, you three—"

Seeing this, Conan naturally looked anxious.

You can't just eat anything a stranger offers you.

Moreover, Yin Kong's situation is indeed very strange.

The vast majority of homeless people are homeless because they have no money, but Yin Kong in front of us, whether it is his clothes or the tempting food he casually presented, is obviously not like that.

Then, it's very likely that the situation is quite different—

He was a criminal who had broken the law and whose identity was shady.

If that's the case, then they've likely stumbled into a criminal's lair, which they're using as a cover!

Conan now strongly suspects that Yin Kong has tampered with most of these seemingly exquisite foods.

However, in the rush, he didn't have time to think of a suitable reason.

"Hey, little friend, why aren't you eating?" Not only that, Yin Kong looked at Conan, who was looking anxious, with a smile and urged him in a kind tone, "These dishes taste best when they're hot, so hurry up and eat."

"Yeah, Conan!" Genta said, his mouth stuffed full, his words muffled. "This eel rice is so delicious! I've never had such good eel rice before. Uncle, you're such a kind person..."

Seeing the three of them already wolfing down their food, Conan felt a pang of despair, but could only manage a forced smile:

"No need, uncle. I already had dinner before I came, so I'm not hungry at all."

He glanced out the window at the raging thunder and rain, already thinking about how to find an opportunity to sneak out and call the police.

"That's really a pity."

Seeing this, Yin Kong didn't intend to press the matter further, which made Conan breathe a sigh of relief.

But soon, Genta's words made him feel strange again.

"Huh, you finished eating so quickly? But why do I still feel hungry? Uncle, do you have any more eel rice?"

Genta Kojima was the fastest, quickly finishing the large bowl of eel rice. However, when he looked at the empty bowl and touched his stomach, he found that he didn't feel as full as he had imagined.

At this moment, Ayumi and Mitsuhiko actually had similar feelings.

They had already eaten a lot of food, but they didn't feel full at all; in fact, they were even hungrier than before.

"Yes, of course."

Upon hearing this, Yin Kong immediately adopted a "planned" expression:

"The only thing left is my dinner. If you want to eat my dinner, you have to play a few games with me. If you win, the dinner is yours."

Chapter 168 Disappearance

Something is wrong, even nine out of ten!

Conan's heart skipped a beat. Although Genta had a big appetite, he was still just a child. It was impossible for him to feel hungry after eating such a big bowl of rice.

These foods were definitely problematic!

However, even Conan couldn't figure out how Yin Kong did it. Did he add some kind of appetite-stimulating drug?

However, the only thing he was certain of was that staying here was definitely not a wise move.

Unfortunately, things seemed to have completely spiraled out of his control.

Upon hearing that they could not only play games but also eat more delicious food, Genta and the other two naturally raised their hands and cheered in agreement.

"Well then, I have three games here. If you can complete any one of them, you can get a delicious meal."

Under the expectant gaze of the three little ones and the anxious watchful eyes of Conan, Yin Kong casually picked up a mirror from the table and slowly said:

"The first challenge is to play rock-paper-scissors with your reflection in the mirror. If you can draw 99 times in a row, you've completed the challenge."

Conan stared blankly, wondering if he was playing rock-paper-scissors with his reflection in the mirror?

What kind of bizarre challenge is this?

Mitsuhiko and Ayumi had similar expressions, but Genta protested with a look of dissatisfaction:

"Uncle, you're too cunning!"

In rock-paper-scissors, getting two or three consecutive draws is already difficult, let alone ninety-nine in a row. How could that possibly happen?

Yin Kong looked at Yuan Tai with concern and asked:

"So, you're planning to give up on this challenge?"

This time, before Genta could speak, Mitsuhiko preemptively said:

"Of course not, I choose this challenge!"

Genta looked shocked:

"Mitsuhiko, are you sure? This is an almost impossible challenge, isn't it?"

Ayumi couldn't stand it anymore and explained in a low voice:

"Genta, have you forgotten? The mirror reflects your image, so no matter what you play, the result will only be a draw."

"Oh right!" Genta Kojima exclaimed, slapping his forehead. "So this challenge is really easy, Uncle. Can I choose it now?"

"Of course not." Yin Kong handed the mirror to Guang Yan and shook his head, "Because only one person can pass each challenge."

Mitsuhiko took the mirror and confirmed:

"Just ninety-nine rounds of rock-paper-scissors, right, sir? You're not going back on your word, are you?"

After all, this challenge sounds incredibly easy.

"How could that be?" Yin Kong chuckled and reminded him, "But the premise is that you really guessed ninety-nine times, not a single round more or less."

Upon hearing this, Mitsuhiko immediately said with great confidence:

"Then you just wait and see. My math skills are excellent; I won't make such a basic mistake."

As Mitsuhiko, holding a mirror, began counting and playing rock-paper-scissors, Yin Kong also looked at Conan and his two companions:

"Then it's time for the second challenge: drawing the Joker."

"Draw the Joker?!" Genta Kojima jumped up excitedly, "I'll do this, don't try to take it from me, I'm the best at drawing the Joker!"

Since Genta has said so, Ayumi naturally won't compete with him.

As for Conan, he never even considered playing any strange games with Yin Kong; he simply quietly adjusted his tranquilizer gun watch.

However, he also seriously doubted whether Yuan Tai's "intelligence" was really good at playing Joker.

Conan's suspicions are clearly very reasonable.

Because he soon discovered that Yuan Tai was not only bad at playing Joker, but was practically born with an abstract divine body.

When only four or five cards remain, if Yoon-kong were to draw away the Joker cards that cannot be paired, Kojima Genta would immediately beam with joy.

Conversely, if Yin Kong draws a matching suit card, his expression immediately turns dejected.

Conan couldn't help but cover his eyes. If they could still win under these circumstances, it would be truly unbelievable.

As expected, Yin Kong quickly drew the last suit card, leaving the last Joker card in Kojima Genta's hand.

"What a pity, it seems you lost, little one."

"No, no, no! I was just unlucky this time." Genta Kojima was clearly unable to accept the result and exclaimed excitedly, "Let's play another round! I'm sure I can win this time!"

Conan was speechless.

No, no, no, with your facial expression control, no matter how many times you restart, you have no chance of winning, right?

However, Yin Kong, who had always been incredibly amiable, shook his head this time:

"No, little friend, if you want to start over, you have to pay a price first."

Upon hearing this, Conan was startled and immediately had a bad feeling.

In his view, this was clearly a signal that Yin Kong could no longer pretend and was about to take action.

"The price?" Unfortunately, Genta was completely oblivious, scratching his head as he asked, "What kind of price?"

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