Conan: I'm Really Not a Model Worker at a Winery

Qin Jiu's face darkened for a moment, Kuai Dou, why didn't he open any pot and carry which pot!

His decryption ability is not bad either, okay?

It's just that he is better at tracking and tracing than guessing crossword puzzles.

Kuroba Kaito smiled awkwardly: "Then, shall I change to something simpler next time?"

Gin: "..."

No matter how simple it is, don't ask him to guess!

Kaito Kuroba brought the topic back at this time: "By the way, if it's a poker card, the puzzle should also include diamonds, hearts, and spades, right?"

"...K of diamonds, Q of hearts and J of spades?"

Gin immediately understood Kaito's train of thought, but...

"I can understand that cubes represent treasure, but the Holy Grail is nothing like hearts, swords and spades, right?"

Gin's face darkened again.

Especially swords and spades...whose swords are as round as peaches! !

"...Well, it means meaning, Uncle Blade, don't take it seriously."

Gin heard that Kaito Kuroba was as comforted as he was, and silently picked out the corresponding three cards from the playing cards.

He just made complaints about it, and he seems to have read it somewhere, Italians regard spades in playing cards as swords.

However, when he took out the Jack of Spades, Gin was stunned for a moment.

How did these two cards stick together?

The gin turned over and found that it was still sticking a little tight, and the playing cards were separated with a little force with two fingers.

Immediately afterwards, his pupils shrank slightly:

"This is……"

"Ah? What's wrong, Uncle Blade."

Qin Jiu looked at the two playing cards, showing a thoughtful expression: "No, it's just that there is a 4 of clubs stuck under the Jack of Spades...it's glued with blood."

"……Blood?!"

Heiyu Kaito said in a startled voice, then thought of something, and said solemnly, "I checked that villa, and it seems that there was a tragedy... Is it true?"

Gin raised the corner of his mouth: "I'm afraid it's more than that."

"Eh?"

"There is only a small piece of blood sticking to the playing cards, as if the blood was dripped on it, and then another card was put on it... otherwise it wouldn't be so perfect." Gin turned out all the playing cards, "Besides, the only ones with blood stains are these two. I'm afraid there is something hidden in them... Maybe it's some kind of hint."

"Then, have you finished deciphering the original puzzle?"

Gin temporarily changed the topic.

Hearing this, Kaito Kuroba didn't hesitate: "Hmm... Could it be that the pointers point to zero, and then rotate 13, 12, 11 according to the direction of the faces of the king, queen, and soldiers..."

"I didn't ask this." Gin had a strange expression on his face, "I've already removed the clock, and I'm sure there is a mechanism behind it."

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

So what did Uncle Blade come to him to ask?

"That mechanism seems to be spread all over the entire annex, and it's impossible for me to tamper with it." Qin Jiu continued, "Can you see what he wants to express from the puzzle? You haven't figured out the phrase 'the devil has descended on the castle' yet." .”

If there is an alarm or something connected to this agency, it will be troublesome...

"This... let me think about it again."

After Kuroba Kaito said something, he fell silent again.

Gin is not in a hurry.

He can spend the whole night here - because tomorrow is still summer.

While Kaito was thinking about literal puzzles, Gin also picked up the two blood-stained playing cards, thinking about what they might mean.

'The back of the Jack of spades is stained with blood, the 4 of clubs is the front...'

Gin carefully looked at the bloodstain on it.

If the blood was dripped first and then the other card was covered, the blood on the side that was first stained with blood should be more solid.

"Plum Blossom 4..."

Gin narrowed his eyes.

The bloody one should be Club 4... Is this related to the puzzle?

"Or was it just a sign that he was going to die? Was he stabbed in the back by a 'soldier'? Or was he referring to himself?"

Gin began to let go of his own guesses.

He regretted that he didn't read the details of what happened here before. Now he only knows that a group of scholars died at that time, and then some political leaders and some economists died.

Maybe there are some other people who can't tell...

"I don't know how to die..."

Although Qin Jiu suspected that this was a signal left by a person before his death, he felt a little nonsensical, and it didn't match the puzzle in the villa just now.

Chapter 187 - The Devil

Gin thought for a long time, took out the notebook and pen in his trousers pocket, and copied the puzzle again.

It seems that this puzzle was originally placed in the living room in the hope that someone would discover it...

It seems that the owner of the annex wants others to help solve this mystery.

"...The previous direction should be correct."

Gin writes and draws in the notebook: stickman, match castle, match king...

It seems that this puzzle should be as guessed just now, and the main function point is on the only clock.

But the problem is...

"That clock should have been newly installed later."

Gin took the scribed puzzle and walked to the only restaurant with a clock, checked around Vodka and the later members to see if they had packed their things, and then looked at the wall clock.

He had already dismantled the clock just now.

This clock is equivalent to the starting point of the mechanism, and it is fixed on the wall... But Gin found that there are traces that can be made old at the connection between the mechanism and the clock.

Gin looked at the wall clock that he had adjusted back to normal time, and dragged his chin in thought: "What if it's not a clock?"

If the puzzles are really just tricks, then the 'Demons Descend Castle' is really too much to spare...

Of course, if it is to make the puzzle have a story, then two words.

But even with this sentence added, Qin Jiu didn't feel that the story was complete.

"Don't consider the wall clock, if this is describing a fact..." Gin decided to let go of his thoughts, "When two people looked at the night sky, a major accident happened, and the owner of the house took important things and abandoned the family. Leaving, the wife probably felt that she had made a mistake, and then the guards at home committed suicide..."

Ok……

Doesn't seem to work?

After listening to Kaidou for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out, Qin Jiu simply said: "Kaidou, Noah, check the establishment time of the Twilight Pavilion."

"Huh? Oh, well..."

Maybe something can be judged from the time.

Gin returned to the living room after leaving the dining room.

Before entering, Gin could see the slightly different shades of color on the carpet by the moonlight.

"It seems that there were dead people everywhere here at that time." Qin Jiu frowned slightly, "There are no bullet marks on the wall, were they all cut with a sword?"

Thinking about it, Qin Jiu just wanted to step into the room, but suddenly paused.

this blanket...

Why is it only in the living room?

Gin squatted down suddenly, trying to push the edge of the blanket away, but met a resistance.

His eyes darkened, and with a little effort in his hands, he grabbed a part of the blanket...

The moment the blanket was lifted up by him, a stench poured into Gin's nostrils, and he was so startled that he put the blanket back in an instant.

When he got up again, the expression on Qin Jiu's face was still a little surprised.

"This annex..."

Was that blanket covered before the blood was completely cleaned up?

It stinks!

"Uncle Blade, I didn't find the exact time...but it is inferred that it was after the 60s of the last century."

Kaito's voice was one step ahead of Noah.

In some respects, Kaidou's speed of checking information is slightly faster than Noah's.

Gin was not surprised by the answer, "After all, this is an English-style building, and it was almost the same at that time. Isn't there even a time frame?"

"Hmm... It seems that someone speculated that it was before the 80s, right? There is really no clear statement on the Internet."

"...Forget it, anyway, the age of this house should be 100 years."

Gin rubbed his eyebrows.

After all, that person is already over a hundred years old. Even if the house is not his, there must be a certain period of time for inheriting it.

'Then if the riddle is telling the truth, it should have happened before that one...'

Looking at the carpet, Qin Jiu had an unreasonable guess in his heart.

Could it be that the 'king' who absconded back then escaped here?

Could someone have cleared out a group of people who knew the secret before the One killed those who came here?