[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

Conan's illegal entry skills are obviously maxed out.

Probably because in the theatrical version, the Valkyrie Xiaolan, who has an explosive force value, is always in crisis for various reasons and waiting for rescue.

So every time the theatrical version comes, Conan stands out as "I don't want to act anymore". After entering the abandoned hotel, after chatting with the homeless NPC who refreshes here for a few words, Conan took out the retractable belt produced by the doctor and violently dismantled the only locked exhaust window in the basement of the entire hotel.

Then Hattori Heiji picked up Conan very easily and threw him in from the exhaust window.

Look, how convenient it would be if there was Xiaolan around at this time, and she could kick the door open for you with one foot, so why would you need to toss back and forth like this?

When Conan opened the door from the inside of the room, the detective team entered the dark basement one after another. Among the dusty cabinets, the only clean cabinet naturally did not escape the eyes of so many detectives.

Hattori opened the door of the closet and took out a handbag.

The bag contained a hood with exposed eyes, a pair of gloves, and a gun.

Wakagi Ryo: ...

Even the former police officer Maori Kogoro habitually did not wear gloves, leaving fingerprints all over the bag.

Recalling the winery, even Vodka, the full-time driver, always wore gloves when traveling.

Is the gap between detectives and criminals in the world of science a little bit big in terms of professional quality?

Maori Kogoro took out a receipt from the bag with a handkerchief.

"April 4, Yokohama Shinmichi."

Conan:!

"April 4th, that's the date the homeless uncle just mentioned."

Hattori: "Yes, he said that there was a strange car parked at the door of the hotel that day, and after he went out and came back, the car parked there changed from a new car to an old car."

Kuroba Kaito touched his chin thoughtfully: "Judging from the equipment in the bag, it's probably some robbers. In other words, on April 4th, the robbers changed cars and escaped near this abandoned hotel."

Mouri Kogoro pounded his palm excitedly.

"Then just investigate the gun case that happened on April 4th, and we can find out what the damn client is up to!"

"Bang!"

The whole row of cabinets by the wall suddenly made a loud noise in unison, startling the detective team and turning their heads to look at the cabinets where dust was falling with a vigilant look.

Wakaki Ryo: Hehe, Pi is very happy~

"Do you smell a strange smell?"

Kuroba Kaito, who had been silent since entering the hotel, sniffed in confusion and subconsciously looked at the wall inside the basement.

Wakaki Ryo: Ah this.

He just thought that this eerie scene was suitable for some ghost story special effects, so he quietly made a little noise in the cabinet.

But he didn't expect that this would cause the cabinet that was originally half-embedded in the wall to loosen, and then a faint unpleasant smell slowly emanated from the wall behind the cabinet.

Hattori Heiji took out the Wakaki brand fountain pen he carried with him, clicked and transformed into a baton, and cautiously approached the row of slightly loose cabinets.

Maori Kogoro followed closely behind, and stood on the left and right of Hattori at the side of the cabinet, looking at each other.

Then Hattori inserted the baton into the gap between the cabinet and the wall, and with a little force, pried out these old and loose cabinets.

Wakagi Ryo:!

He subconsciously covered his nose.

The smell of the entire basement instantly became strong. The few people present, except Kuroba Kaito and Wakagi Ryo, were all experienced detectives, and they confirmed what the smell was almost immediately.

It was the stench of corpses.

Wakagi Ryo frowned and took two steps back, and took out a few masks from his small backpack. Although this thing does not have a very good odor shielding function, it is better than nothing.

His small map can only mark living people.

Judging from the intensity of this smell, there are probably quite a few corpses buried in the wall.

Maori Kogoro covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, took a close look at the position of the wall, and spoke in a muffled voice.

"The wall has been renovated, the marks are still fresh, it is estimated that it is no more than a month old."

Hattori and Conan looked at each other, turned their heads tacitly, and prepared to go outside to find some handy tools to smash the wall.

Douzi, who was dressed as an old classmate, felt his scalp tingling for a moment, and stood stiffly in place, without moving.

In the plot line of Peace Dove itself, basically no one will die.Even if there were one or two dead people at the scene where he appeared due to the intrusion of the Grim Reaper from the next-door studio, it was only one or two.

No wonder the professor had to personally deal with the criminal this time!

He had never seen such a scene before!

However, considering that Hakuba Tan was originally a germaphobe, his performance at this time was reasonable and there was no risk of being exposed for the time being.

At this moment, messy footsteps sounded.

A team of armed police officers quickly rushed into the small basement and pointed their guns at Wakaki Ryo and others in the basement.

"Don't move, raise your hands!"

"Inspector Megure?"

"Brother Mori?!"

The two sides looked at each other, and before Inspector Megure could organize his words, the gun of one of his police officers exploded with a bang.

Inspector Megure:!

"Put down the gun, Takagi, what's wrong with you!"

The unlucky and honest man Takagi unloaded the magazine in a panic, and whispered a defense with tears in his eyes.

"I, I, I, the gun went off accidentally."

Wakagi Ryo: It's okay, I'm used to it.

Inspector Megure waved his hand speechlessly, signaling his men to put away their guns, and then temporarily ignored Wakagi Ryo and others, and called on the police officers to bring professional tools, and in a few seconds, the whole wall was smashed open.

A stronger stench broke out, fumigating everyone present.

Even Maori Kogoro and Inspector Megure, two experienced police officers, couldn't help but take two steps back. Two rookie police officers who had just joined the job rushed out of the basement and couldn't help vomiting in the corner of the corridor.

Inspector Megure had a gloomy face and directed his men to carefully carry out the bodies found inside the wall.

A full 20 bodies.

Every corpse was in the same miserable state.

Ruo Muliang stood outside the police isolation circle, looking at the corpses being carried out one after another. From the clothes and other aspects, it can be clearly seen that most of these people are indeed homeless.

The angel Raphael is said to be the guardian angel of travelers and wanderers.

This allusion comes from the biblical epitaph "The Story of Toby", in which Raphael healed Toby's eyes.

The scene in front of him ironically echoed the legend - although in the opposite direction.

The detective team was temporarily isolated by the police in the lobby of the abandoned hotel. Ruo Muliang took out a small spray bottle from his backpack with an expressionless face and sprayed it on his body, finally covering up the unpleasant smell on his clothes.

This clothes can't be kept.

Ruo Muliang poked open Raphael's live broadcast room.

Yokohama is under the jurisdiction of the Kanagawa police, and there is only one possibility that Inspector Megure of Tokyo Investigation Division 1 would appear here with his men at this time.

After the list of victims, the murderer once again revealed the burial site to the police.

The blond foreign guy was alone in the room, pouring a glass of Raphael's red wine, slowly tasting it, and seemed to be in a very good mood.

He deliberately revealed the location of the body to the police at this time. He also led them here with the hint given by Ito Suehiko.

This is deliberately letting them violate the game rule of "not calling the police".

At this time, Maori Kogoro habitually wanted to ask Inspector Megure for some information, and the mobile phone in his pocket rang-it was the mobile phone that Raphael gave him not long ago to contact the client.

Maori Kogoro's movements stiffened for a moment, and suddenly realized something, picked up Conan with one hand, and quietly moved a short distance to the door.

Then he took out the phone to check.

There was only a short message on the phone, from a number with all garbled characters.

[Game rules, you can't call the police, you have five minutes. ]

At the same time, the bracelets on the wrists of Maori Kogoro and others suddenly showed a countdown.

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