Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

"Why did you bring this thing with you?"

Seeing Sakaki walking around the room holding a metal detector, Miss Miyano, who had just taken off her coat and was about to change clothes, was dumbfounded.

"I asked Dr. Ali to finish it before I left."

Sakaki didn't miss any corner.

He was afraid that someone had installed a hidden camera or bug in the room.

drop!

The metal detector beeped.

Sakaki opened the pillow and found a dark old-fashioned pistol underneath with the magazine filled with bullets.

And at the butt of the gun.

The badge engraved with a crow is just like the two Colt M1911s in Sakaki's home.

"Why is there a gun in the room?"

The quick-thinking Miss Miyano suddenly realized after a brief hesitation:

"Is this left behind by the master?"

“It should be right”

Throwing the pistol into the drawer, Sakaki put away the metal detector.

After a comprehensive inspection, no cameras or bugs were found in the room, only a pistol was found.

This is a bit interesting

Why does the owner of Dusk Villa put a pistol under his pillow?

Besides him, would there be pistols in other people's rooms?

Pistols have one purpose: to kill.

Could it be

Does the other side want them to kill each other?

If that's the case

"Let's go and see what medicine he sells in his gourd!"

Lifting up their backpacks, Sakaki Makoto and Miss Miyano left the room, and happened to run into Mouri Kogoro and Conan.

"Mr. Motegi, Granny Senjian, Mr. Hakuba, and Miss Gunda are playing pool in the card room!"

Conan smiled and said:

"Let's go there too!"

The chess and card room is on the first floor, when everyone is going down the stairs.

Hattori Heiji quietly came over and showed a black pistol. From the appearance,

It was exactly the same pistol that Sakaki found under the pillow in his room.

"This is under my pillow."

Hattori Heiji said solemnly:

"It seems."

"The owner of Dusk Villa has ulterior motives."

Any ulterior motives?

No.

In Sakaki's view, Dusk Annex is far from that simple.

As the former headquarters of the organization, it was abandoned 40 years ago, half a century after the organization was founded.

I'm afraid that the Dusk Villa was the black organization's first meeting place, but later due to some changes, they had to move.

There must be many secrets buried here.

clatter!

In the chess and card room of Novo University, the sound of round billiard balls colliding could be heard clearly. Next to the billiard table, Motegi Harushi, smoking a cigarette, was playing against a young boy.

On the chess table on one side, Senjian Yudai was also playing chess with a charming woman with burgundy curly hair, wearing a purple turtleneck sweater and jewelry.

"Brother White Horse!"

With a smile on his lips, Sakaki waved to the young boy.

The young man's expression froze and he slowly turned back

"Sakaki, Mr. Sakaki Makoto?!"

"I told you, don't be so polite to me, just call me uncle!"

White Horse Detective: "."

He would never call Sakaki "uncle" to death, unless he was in front of the Hakuba police chief.

"Ahem. Let me introduce it to you!"

Detective Baima hurriedly changed the topic:

"This is Ms. Gunda Ikumi. She used to be a coroner. She has dissected 4,100 corpses. She is also one of the few coroners in Tokyo. She resigned two years ago and became a private detective."

"It's such an honor to hear your compliment, Master."

The woman who was playing chess with Senma Yodai stood up, her red lips raised like a blazing flame, and her green cat's-eye eyes shot out with interest, and she looked at Sakaki Makoto for a long time.

Stretched out his palm:

"First time meeting you, I am Ikumi Gunada, former coroner of the Metropolitan Police Department."

That mature temperament, accompanied by the faint scent of tuberose wafting from her body, can be said to be a boy killer. Some innocent boys may not be able to look directly into each other's eyes in front of her.

That's right.

I'm talking about Hattori Heiji

And Conan.

The two men, one tall and one short, looked at the three inches below Gunda Ikumi's shoulders, forming a triangle.

But even though she was so beautiful, Sakaki didn't waver at all.

After briefly holding her finger, Sakaki also smelled the aroma:

"Why did Miss Gunda quit her job as coroner and become a private detective?"

“It’s very simple”

The corners of Gunda Ikumi's lips curved in a seductive arc, and she stretched. The tight sweater instantly made Hattori Heiji and Conan's eyes go straight.

She said nonchalantly:

"Forensic medicine in Japan is a 7k job, and the salary is not as good as that of full-time doctors."

"I don't want to die alone, or marry an uncle in my thirties."

"Detectives are still popular. They have free time, high remuneration, low cost, and can also come into contact with many outstanding boys. Right, Mr. Hattori?"

"Ah yes, yes!"

After coming back to his senses, Hattori Heiji subconsciously wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and nodded repeatedly:

"Miss Gunda is so young, she must make plans for the future!"

"Besides, if forensic scientists want to assist the police in solving crimes, so can detectives!"

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"certainly."

Gunda Ikumi glanced at Miss Miyano, who was standing behind Sakaki Makoto with eyes as cold as icebergs, and shook her head with a smile:

"No."

As if he had been injected with chicken blood, Hattori Heiji was in high spirits:

"What type do you like?"

On the way to Nagano Prefecture, Hattori Heiji heard Makoto Sakaki's words that if you like someone, you should fight for them

and immediately regarded them as the Bible.

It makes so much sense!

What's the saying?

In front of sexiness, cuteness is not worth mentioning?

Well, that's about it anyway.

"Actually, I prefer younger men."

Qida Ikumi picked up the poker cards and sat on the table beside her, crossing her legs. Under her hip-wrapped dress, a hot roundness bulged:

"Mr. Hattori, do you want to play a game?"

Luckily, I came, otherwise I would have missed a hundred million.

Hattori Heiji was about to sit down excitedly, but he suddenly remembered something, and coughed twice, pretending to be mature:

"Well, my assistant! Mr. Makoto Sakaki"

Touching his nose, Makoto Sakaki had a bitter smile:

"I'm here, what do you want, Detective Hattori?"

"If you have nothing to do, come and play a game with me and Ms. Gunda."

The implication is that he wants Makoto Sakaki to be his wingman.

"Okay."

Makoto Sakaki agreed very frankly.

He didn't really want to be a wingman, but he found that

Ikumi Gunda seemed to have something to say.

"I'll come too."

Miss Miyano took the lead and pulled out a chair to sit down, confronting Ikumi Gunda:

"Texas Hold'em?"

"Okay."

On the other side.

Conan gritted his teeth and looked at his friend who got there first, took out his mobile phone, and decided to send a "consolation" text message to Toyama Kazuha.

Result

[Outside the circle]

Damn!

There is no signal!

Conan put his phone in his pocket angrily, and suddenly saw from the corner of his eye.

Mouri Kogoro actually sat opposite Chiken Kyoudai and started playing chess.

What the hell?

What's going on?