I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

Feiyingli has always been a sensitive topic for Mouri Kogoro. When the older girl in front of him mentioned this, Moori Kogoro's expression suddenly became a little unnatural.

"From what she said... Humph, she is probably still busy being her queen of the legal world. Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. The others have already arrived, so you can come in quickly."

"Then bother you~"

Yukiko smiled and said hello as if she were a guest at someone else's house, and walked in with Conan in her arms.

Taking a peek at Kogoro Mouri who was walking away, Conan, who had no choice but to give up his struggle, sighed in compromise to his mother.

"Speaking of which, Mom, it seems that you have been back to Japan for a long time. When do you plan to return to the United States?"

"Hmm? Shin-chan, your question is so strange. I am doing fine in Japan, why do I want to go back to the United States?"

Yukiko still had a smile on her face.

Seeing her like this, Conan couldn't help but was speechless for a moment: "But, mom, haven't you always been worried that dad would be messing around with women outside? If you can't go back for such a long time, what if dad really..."

"Then let him go play with women. I will stay in Japan and not go back. Divorce him! Divorce, divorce! Must divorce!"

Yukiko's tone was decisive and rhythmic, as if she was shouting a mobilization slogan.

Conan was shocked by his own mother's words: "No...Mom, are you serious?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" the older girl asked.

Well, it really doesn’t sound like it if you insist on saying so.

However, Conan has grown accustomed to the character of his weird mother who has one idea a day over the years.

With Yukiko's character, she might have vowed not to eat before going to bed today, but then she would start eating again the next day.

Forget it, just let her go for now. I think she will change her mind again in ten days and a half.

"Okay, let's go upstairs and see who the other detectives are~"

Soon, Serabel and Yukiko, who was holding Conan in her arms, arrived at the second floor of the annex.

The structure of the annex is actually somewhat similar to a Chinese courtyard house, with buildings on all four sides surrounding a courtyard in the middle. However, the gate of the courtyard opens in the southeast corner, while the gate of this European-style annex is located in the south.

Mouri Kogoro took them to a place like a chess and card lounge on the second floor. When they opened the door and entered, there were already several people sitting inside.

Some are playing cards, some are playing chess, and some are even playing birds instead of cards or chess.

Mouri Kogoro introduced them one by one.

He first pointed to the sixty-year-old lady who looked the oldest among everyone present and was playing chess.

"This is Detective Senjian."

After saying that, he turned to a handsome middle-aged man who looked and dressed like he came from the set of Cowboy Bebop.

"This is Detective Motegi."

Then there is the wavy, long-legged sister wearing a high-slit dress.

"This is Detective Gunda."

Finally, there was a handsome boy with brown hair who was teasing the bald eagle perched on his arm.

"And this is the son of the Hakuba police chief, Hakuba Detective, who is a high school detective... There is also an older detective who went to take care of the dinner himself because the chef in charge of dinner did not come today, and is currently busy in the kitchen. "

After a round of introductions, Serabel almost had a general understanding of the other five detectives who came this time.

At this moment, Baima Tan raised the falcon resting on his hand and gestured with a smile.

"Mr. Maoli forgot to introduce it, so I will introduce it myself. It is also my partner, and its name is Watson."

Watson?

Serabel raised her eyebrows.

Although Dr. Watson in Sherlock Holmes is generally called Watson in the world, Watson's birth name in English is actually Watson, that is, Watson.

Especially considering that 99 out of a hundred detective enthusiasts in the world know Sherlock Holmes, it doesn't seem to be incomprehensible to name his pet eagle Watson.

Not bothering to make a lengthy self-introduction, Serabel directly held the cane in front of her, folding her hands and pressing on the top of the cane.

"My name is Sera Bell. Detectives, please give me some advice."?

Chapter 261

The first person to talk to Serabel was Detective Motegi who looked and dressed exactly like the man who ran over from the Cowboy Bebop set next door.

Before that, he had been having sex with his sister, Detective Gunda, who had long legs and a slim waist and a high slit. When he saw that one more person finally came, he turned around and put his hand on the back of the seat and waved the playing cards in his hand. .

"Hey, new guy, what do you say, do you want to join us?"

Ok……

Serabel did not answer immediately, but stared at the playing cards in Motegi's hand for a while.

To be honest, he is not very interested in the entertainment of playing cards, and in terms of personality, Serabel is not the type who would force himself to play games he doesn't like just to accommodate others.

But now Detective Motegi said he was playing cards, but he looked like a drunkard who was not interested in drinking.

After thinking for a moment, Serabel nodded.

"Okay."

So the number of people playing cards changed from two to three, just enough people to start a landlord fight.

As soon as Serabel sat down, the long-legged detective sitting next to her came over and blew lightly at her earlobe.

"Come on, little detective brother, a friendly reminder, this uncle is very shady when it comes to playing cards, be careful not to be tricked by him~"

"Hello..."

Motegi couldn't help but feel a little helpless when someone said that before the first game even started.

Serabel didn't care about this. Just when Ikumi Gunda came over to talk, he suddenly felt Youdao's gaze from elsewhere falling on his back.

Instinctively, I followed my gaze and looked back. The only person I saw in the corresponding direction was Yukiko, who was teasing Conan.

The older girl seemed to be clueless until she was stared at by Serabel for three full seconds before she came back to her senses, turned her head, blinked and looked back inquiringly.

The translation of that meaning is probably - what's wrong, what's the matter?

At the same time, Motegi Harushi's voice came from the front.

"Hey, brother, don't be in a daze. I'm going to start dealing the cards. Miss Gunda also said that if you don't watch carefully, I will trick you."

"……fine."

Serabel shook her head and looked away, turned to the table in front of her and began to look at Motegi's dealing cards one by one.

Motegi's card dealing technique is quite fluent. His thumb moves the direction of the cards quickly and without any error, switching between the three of them. Basically, before the previous card falls on the table, the next card has already been dealt and flying in the air. middle.

Even so, it would take almost ten seconds to deal out all the cards.

Taking advantage of this time, Motegi took the lead in breaking the silence, the cigarette in his mouth swinging up and down slightly as his lips and teeth opened and closed.

"Actually, it was me, Gunda, and Ms. Lan with the horn on her head who were playing cards together before. But Ms. Lan was so scared that she didn't dare to play even before she finished the game."

"It's okay..."

Serabel shook her head, and the tip of her left index finger fell on the pile of playing cards scattered on the table in front of her.

Gently opening the top few cards, you can clearly see that there is a pool of some kind of dark brown substance solidified on the back of one of the cards below.

Judging from Serabel's criminal investigation experience over the years, this dark brown substance is formed after blood is dried, and it must have occurred over a very long period of time, measured in years.

But this is a chess and card room. What kind of situation would it take for someone to spill blood on the cards?

Serabel is hard to say.

But at least from the time he entered until now, he has seen the appearance of old bloodstains in this dusk villa more than once.

Including but not limited to the handle on the inside of the main door, the handrails on the stairs from the first floor to the second floor, etc... It is difficult to imagine what happened to this annex.

"Yeah~ I'm really looking forward to how it will develop next. Although it hasn't officially started yet, I feel like goosebumps all over my body are already standing up." Motegi laughed.

Time passed quickly as you and I played cards one by one, and we played about two or three rounds of Landlord. A brisk and rhythmic knock sounded from the door of the chess and card room.

The next second, the door of the chess and card room was pushed open from the outside, and a maid who looked quite delicate and quiet appeared at the door.

The maid looked around the room and bowed slightly.

"Everyone, Mr. Ogami has prepared dinner. Please follow me to the restaurant."

It turns out it's dinner time.

……

The restaurant of the Dusk Annex is located on the first floor. When everyone followed the maid to the door of the restaurant on the first floor, the double doors of the restaurant were still tightly closed. A middle-aged man who looked quite rich and well-dressed was already waiting outside the door. There it is.

He nodded when he saw the maid lady coming with a group of people behind her.

"Thank you for your hard work. You can go directly to the kitchen to get the food. Remember to serve the food in the order I told you."

"clear."

The maid nodded, then turned and left.

It seems like this is the great Zhu Shan... Serabel thought to herself.

After watching the maid leave until her back disappeared around the corner, Dashang Zhushan turned to the others, with a smile that valued peace on his rich face.

"Yeah~ I'm sorry for keeping you all waiting for so long. It's really difficult for me to handle so many ingredients by myself, so it's inevitable that I spent a little more time."

"No, to be honest, I'm also looking forward to your cooking skills as a food detective." Mouri Kogoro complimented.

"Oh? Then Mr. Mori, you have to taste it later."

Dashang Zhushan's eyes lit up slightly, and he said with a hint of pride in his tone.

"In order to satisfy my picky tongue, I have put in a lot of effort in cooking... Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. You can't enjoy the delicious food just standing here."

As he spoke, he turned to the restaurant door, pressed it with both hands and slowly pushed it open.

As the door opened, everyone was stunned by the scene that appeared in front of them.

This is a restaurant as luxurious as a royal palace. The Persian carpets with mysterious patterns, the murals on the walls, and the huge golden nanmu long tables that connect the front and back of the restaurant all show that this dusk villa once had the person’s strong financial resources.

However, sitting on the main seat at the end of the long table, there was a figure wearing a black cloak, even his head was partially covered.

To be honest, it looks a bit like the FF group, one of the four major two-dimensional cults in the past.

"Who...who is this person? Mr. Ogami, do you know?" Mouri Kogoro couldn't speak coherently.

The elder Zhu Shan also looked shocked and confused: "I, I don't know. I have been in the kitchen before, but I have never been to the restaurant here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cane flew out of the air, and after crossing the distance from the door to the end of the dining table, it accurately hit the black figure on the head.

The figure fell to the ground. ?

Chapter 262 I asked, she said it wasn’t her

"What the hell is that..."

Motegi blinked twice blankly, his mind still stuck on the moment when he opened the door and saw the black-robed figure on the main seat.

To say he was scared, that's certainly not the case.

As a hard-blooded real man who just last week provoked a fight with a local gang in Chicago and then returned to Japan in style, he has experienced too many storms in his life.

The situation just now can be regarded as being very tricky at best.

The fair-skinned and beautiful long-legged detective Ikumi Gunda crossed her arms in front of her chest and raised her chin towards Serabel, who had already taken the lead in walking in.

"If you want to know, just follow me and have a look~"

"……Too."

So everyone entered the restaurant together and walked around the long table where each of their nametags were placed.

When he came to the main seat at the end of the long table, the black figure lying on the ground came into view again.

It's just slightly different from the one who looked like the chief mage of the FF team just now. Perhaps it was accidentally scratched when he fell. The black pointed cloth bag that the humanoid put on his head was pulled up a little, revealing the handsome figure underneath. Dark but with a plastic face.

It is a plastic texture in a physical sense.

Yes, this is a mannequin dummy.

"Fake... dummy?"