Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 237 This one is about to die...

The owner of the annex talked about what happened forty years ago.

"This annex once summoned celebrities from all political and economic circles to hold a secret meeting here."

"On the surface, it was to express the memory of Karasuma Renya, who passed away at the age of ninety-nine, but this secret meeting was actually an auction for the art collected by Karasuma Renya during his lifetime. meeting."

"There were more than 300 items auctioned at that time, so the entire auction is expected to last three days and three nights."

"The very next night, on a stormy night, two men suddenly came to the villa, all wet from the rain."

"These two men said this with lips trembling from the rain: We have lost our way because of this storm. Please let us stay here until the storm is over."

"The organizer of the auction originally refused to let the two of them enter the annex to take shelter from the rain, but the man took out a package of something for no apparent reason from his pocket and handed it to the organizer."

"It contained unknown types of cigarettes. After smoking their cigarettes, the organizer changed his mind for some reason and invited the two of them into the annex."

"After seeing this scene, other guests also accepted their temptation, and it didn't take long for the annex to be filled with a thick smell of smoke."

"Hey, where is Brother Lin Feng?" Xiaolan noticed that the repairman was no longer in his seat at some point.

"I'm afraid the problem lies within that group of guests, because those people were all related to celebrities in the political and economic circles at that time." Zhu Shan said with an embrace.

After hearing this story, everyone present has already realized that there is a big problem with that cigarette, and it can even change other people's thinking.

"In the end, all the guests began to snatch the auctioned art works, and even started to kill each other with the famous knives and swords in the auction. The entire auction venue became a hell on earth."

This choice is indeed correct.

"There was also a man with an excited face holding a pen and stabbing his wrist repeatedly."

"This makes sense. Instead of letting the world know, they were tricked by two guys of unknown origin..." Qianjian Yidai nodded.

"And there was a woman who seemed to be begging for someone's forgiveness. Tears burst out of her eyes and she couldn't stop no matter what."

"After this nightmare-like night, there were eight dead people lying on the auction floor, and a dozen guests who were in coma, but those two men, with all the art works, disappeared without knowing it. "

It is absolutely impossible to let unknown people in at an auction like this where politicians and businessmen gather.

The story comes to an end here.

Motegi Harushi felt that the two instigators had long expected that such a murder would happen.

The person in charge just smoked a cigarette and changed his attitude...

"It's strange. Why was such a big case never reported in the news?" Uncle Maori asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"I see that those two men have already expected such a result, right?"

The owner of the annex continued: "Although some of the guests at the auction were arguing over these two sudden visitors, the situation suddenly changed."

"At this time, a man suddenly let out a scream as if he had seen a ghost, dropped the art piece that he had finally won, raised his legs and ran outside."

The maid, Miss Ishihara, opened the door and came in, pouring after-dinner black tea for everyone.

"Instead of going to great lengths to investigate the case and get to the bottom of it, it's better to suppress the whole thing and retain their status in society." White Horse Detective added.

"Probably going to the bathroom." Conan saw the other party walking out of the restaurant, but didn't think much about it.

"My purpose is to let you famous detectives re-enact the tragic tragedy that happened forty years ago."

"I want to see how ugly you are in killing each other for treasure." "However, searching for treasure in such a big villa is like looking for a needle in a haystack, so I'll give you a hint here."

"The two travelers were walking in a hurry, looking up at the sky at night, and suddenly the devil descended on the castle. The king took the treasure and fled. The queen shed tears on the Holy Grail and prayed for mercy. The soldier was so angry that he killed himself with his sword, and the color of the earth changed."

"Don't you think this poem is a perfect way to describe the story that is about to happen in this annex?"

The owner of the annex gave a hint and expressed that he was looking forward to seeing everyone killing each other for the treasure.

At this moment, Lin Feng opened the door and walked in, looking at everyone with a smile on his face.

"What's wrong?"

The repairman was a little curious as to why the famous detective looked at him like this.

"Nothing..." Conan tilted his head.

Who would want to kill each other with this kind of guy? Why not just kill yourself by banging your head against the wall.

"With all due respect, if you want to kill each other, you not only have to look at who the opponent is, but we also have to have that intention." Gunda Ikumi crossed his hands on his chin, glanced around the crowd, and looked at The owner of the villa said.

Sorry, we don't smoke those weird cigarettes.

"Of course, none of you can even think about quitting this game. This is because you have already been deceived by the magic I used, so you have no way to escape."

"Now just wait for one of you to scream for the first time, and this game of wisdom will begin."

"Whoever finds the treasure must go to the room on the fourth floor of the central tower and input the location of the treasure into the computer."

"When the time comes, I will tell the winner half of the treasure and the way to leave this place as agreed!"

As soon as the owner of the annex finished speaking, there was a real scream.

Motegi Harushi covered his throat, his eyes widened, and he screamed in pain.

"Mr. Motegi!" Uncle Mouri stood up.

"What's wrong?!" Xiaolan was also frightened and looked at the black tea on the table.

Could it be this?
"I'm very fine." Unexpectedly, Motegi Harushi suddenly smiled and put down his hands as if nothing happened.

However, these fellow detectives were really indifferent, and few of them came over.

Conan sat in his seat and glanced at the other party speechlessly.

What a bad joke.

"However, I will not accompany you in this game. I have never been interested in treasure hunting." Motegi Haruhi put one hand in his pocket and turned around to leave.

"But, how are you going to leave here?" Xiaolan was a little curious.

The car was destroyed and the suspension bridge was blown up.

"This is not an isolated island in the sea. As long as you go around the mountains, you will always find a way down. I'm leaving first, fellow detectives!" Motegi Harushi turned his back to everyone and waved his hands with a smile.

Lin Feng looked at the other person who was holding his throat and said nothing.

You are not dead, but you are about to die...

(End of this chapter)