N-A-A Chapter 213 Will it mutate after being roasted?
Chapter 213 Will it mutate after being roasted?
"It took me many years to get this fortune, and I'm determined to find it even if it costs me my life."
"Even if I risk my life..."
Kidd took a deep look at the dummy, trying to guess what kind of person the other person was from the voice distorted by the voice changer.
Boom!
Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the house, and the successive explosions seemed to shake the house.
The startled Dashang Zhushan stood up suddenly, with a somewhat doubtful expression:
"What was that sound just now?!"
"It seems that Uncle Maori's rental car is gone again."
Yun Xianhe said this in a low voice, supporting his chin with one hand.
Conan, who was standing by, was stunned at first, then he looked at everyone present.
Judging from the meaning of the sentence in the tape just now, everyone in this villa invited them to help find the treasure.
The other party is also a detective. He gathered the rest of the people here because he couldn't solve all the problems himself.
Blowing up the car and cutting off the road means that... the other party intends to fight to the death.
If they don't find the treasure, the people here will not let them leave.
Who is it? Who is the 'werewolf' that Xianhe brother is talking about?
"Of course, there are no telephones here, let alone cell phone base stations, so it is impossible for you to seek help from outside."
Conan was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously wanted to click on the bracelet on his wrist to confirm whether it was as the other party said.
Yun Xianhe on the side reached out and held him down.
Conan looked up and saw that the other person still had a faint smile on his face, as if he was listening carefully to what the dummy said.
…wait and see?
"So now, as long as someone can figure out a way to help me find the treasure, I will not only give him half of it, but also tell him how to leave here."
“That’s the rules of the game.”
The detectives present looked at each other, and none of their expressions were pleasant.
Seeing that Conan had no intention of continuing to use the bracelet, Yun Xianhe let go of his hand and said thoughtfully:
"Since we are talking about dividing the spoils, it means that the person behind this will show up at the last minute. In other words, it means that the other party is watching us."
"Humph, I don't believe in sharing the spoils."
Mogi Harushi on the opposite side sneered.
Yun Xianhe cast an admiring look, tilted his head to look at the dummy in the middle, and smiled playfully:
"And you just said that you cut off the way down the mountain. If this information is false, then the division of the spoils is also false."
"In other words, I'm going to hazard a guess that if we help find that treasure, we'll all be kept by that guy."
The logical loopholes in the language are easily overturned.
Xiaolan, who was standing by, was frightened by Yun Xianhe's guess and felt that the word "stay" sounded creepy.
The expressions of the others were also different.
Dashang Zhushan looked at Yun Xianhe who was making a lot of sense, and his expression looked like he was constipated:
"Is this a detective as well?"
“No, I write novels.”
"Humph."
Yun Xianhe smiled innocently, not caring about the other party's strange reaction at all.
However, Hakuba Tan and Mogi Harushi on the opposite side looked at Yun Xianhe a few more times.
Are all novelists' thinking abilities so strong nowadays? The last one was probably Yusaku Kudo, right?
The dummy mentioned that it was time for dinner, and the brave man, who had been hungry for a long time, stretched and said nothing more.
Kidd, wearing Maori skin, looked around:
“Who could be so outrageous?” Stealing his name.
Sitting opposite him, Ikumi Gunda held her face and chuckled:
"I can't believe that Mr. Maori, who is so famous, doesn't even know this."
The other detectives present were reasoning one after another until they concluded that the organizer of this party was Kaito Kid. Kogoro Mouri was stunned at first, and then his expression distorted.
Yun Xianhe chuckled when he heard this. Seeing the others looking at him, he raised his hand and tapped his temple:
"I suggest you contact all the clues before saying this."
"What do you mean?"
Dashang Zhushan's heart skipped a beat, and as he looked at the others who had begun to ponder, a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.
It’s all this little devil’s fault!
Why did such an uncontrollable monster sneak into the originally perfect plan? !
The man who was feeling anxious turned around and glanced at his accomplice.
Seeing that the other party was calm with his eyes closed and not at all panicked, Dashang Zhushan's heart, which had been tense, calmed down again.
It doesn’t matter, a small deviation is not enough to affect his overall situation.
He is determined to take the treasure here!
Yun Xianhe, who witnessed the whole process, didn't care at all about the other party's murderous intent, which he thought he had hidden well.
Conan, who was standing next to him, heard the other person chuckle and mutter, "Idiot."
knock --
A quick knock on the door interrupted everyone's thoughts.
The maid pushing the dining cart came in respectfully and told everyone that they could start eating.
The brave man who felt no pain had a blank expression on his face, but the strange feeling in his stomach made him look unhappy.
A few people at the opposite table suddenly started talking about whether the food might be poisonous.
The brave man, who had already noticed the problem with the tableware, took a look at the fat gourmet detective and suddenly lost his appetite.
When they suggested changing seats for dinner, Yun Xianhe obediently chose a seat and pushed away the plates in front of him.
The maid who was about to serve the food paused:
"Sir, don't you want to eat?"
"No, it's just that I'm a germaphobe and like to bring my own tableware."
Hearing this, Kidd, Conan and Xiaolan looked at each other.
Yun Xianhe has mysophobia? How come they don't know?
It seems like a little, but it’s not to the point where you have to bring your own dishes and chopsticks when you go out, right?
After saying this, Yun Xianhe took out a pair of exquisite chopsticks, knife and fork, and even a plate, soup bowl and tea cup from the inner pocket of his coat.
However, these things are obviously not matching, and the patterns on each one are different.
The corners of the mouths of the people who witnessed everything twitched.
How did he get those things out of such a small pocket?
The white horse on the opposite side had sharp eyes.
If Yun Xianhe hadn't looked so unwell, he would have thought that the other party was Kidd in disguise.
Conan, who happened to draw the seat next to him, tilted his head to take a look.
There was French written on the plate, which seemed to be the name of a restaurant.
The little detective's mouth twitched:
"Brother Xianhe, why does this plate look like it belongs to a certain restaurant?"
"Oh, I've been there once before, but I was in a hurry so I took the plate away. But I paid for it."
Is this a question of whether to pay or not?!
Seeing the other person wiping the dishes clean with a handkerchief, the others followed suit.
The delicious food eased the tense atmosphere very well.
Except for the brave warrior who already had stomach discomfort, the rest of the people enjoyed the meal quite well.
In the end, Yun Xianhe only had a little appetizer salad and half a bowl of soup.
I lost interest after taking one look at the bloody cross section of steak.
What will happen if you roast good meat for a little longer to make it thoroughly cooked? Will it mutate?
"Ah——I have nothing to say. The gourmet detective is indeed worthy of his reputation!"
After having a hearty meal, Kidd did not hesitate to give praise, and the others also praised him.
Only the brave warriors who have a flower stomach and are not used to eating these dishes can achieve the achievement of starving.
Conan, who was standing by, saw that Yun Xianhe's face seemed even paler than before he had eaten, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Are you all full? Are you satisfied with this last dinner I prepared?"
The dummy in the middle started talking at the right moment.
"Then let's get back to the point. I'm sure you're all curious why I chose this mansion that I spent a huge amount of money to buy as the stage for my game, right?"
“Is this villa expensive?”
Yun Xianhe turned his head and glanced at Conan, who shook his head.
The great master Zhu Shan on the opposite side seemed to be stimulated by Yun Xianhe's words and said loudly:
"Of course!"
He almost went bankrupt just to rent this villa.
Mogi Haruki, who happened to know a little bit about this villa, chuckled:
"The bidding price for this Twilight Annex is quite high."
"Oh."
Yun Xianhe responded indifferently and turned to look at Conan:
"If I buy this place and tear it down to rebuild, what do you think would be a good place to build? A summer resort? A small zoo would be nice, right?"
"...I think as long as you are happy, Brother Xianhe."
The people who heard this had different expressions on their faces, and they all felt that Yun Xianhe was bragging.
Some people think Yun Xianhe looks more and more familiar, and is very similar to a certain heir in the rumors.
Bai Ma Tan, who had made a guess, was stunned and looked at Yun Xianhe in disbelief.
Qian Jianjiang on the side looked at him:
"what happened?"
“…No, nothing.”