Ohira Makoto put a rag in the water to scrub it, but at this moment he heard movement.

She looked up and saw Qinghai Chuantang standing at the door.

Ohira Makoto smiled and greeted the other party.

In just a few hours, the house was cleaned up and felt like a new look.

Even the blood stains on the original floor were wiped clean, as if the tragedy had never happened.

"It's nice to clean it up like this, and it feels like it's changed."

Hearing the other party's compliment, Ohira Makoto showed obvious joy.

"Because the Dusk Police Department said it could be cleaned up, I cleaned it up a bit. But there is still a lot of room to clean up, and it will be fine in a few days. ”

With that, Ohira Makoto stood up and wiped her hands clean from her apron.

Puzzled, he asked, "But it's so late, what's the matter with you?" ”

After such a reminder from the other party, Qinghai Chuantang suddenly remembered the purpose of his visit.

She took an envelope from her bosom and handed it to the other party.

Ohira Makoto smiled: "This...... Actually, it's okay to give it later. ”

"What the situation is, I think you already know. To put it bluntly, it's a shame that you need to find a new job now. ”

"But I thought you might need money, so I sent it as soon as possible."

Ohira Makoto's face froze.

"Looking for a job again? What do you mean? ”

Qinghai Chuantang walked a few steps and looked around.

No wonder there is a style in it that does not belong in this house.

"The house has been sold, and Ms. Ryoka will be sent to a professional nursing home later."

"Mr. Taeji's prohibition on approaching has been lifted, and the right of inheritance has been recognized."

The implication is that the house no longer belongs to her.

Ohira Makoto looked incredulous.

"The whole family died in this house, who would buy such a murderous house?"

Someone will also sell murder houses......

Of course, Qinghai Chuantang did not say this.

"It's said they're going to be demolished and a new one will be built."

"How is that possible?"

Ohira Makoto still didn't believe it.

She walked up to Ryoka Shimazu and sneered, "Grandma only eats the food I cook, so Mr. Taizhi said that I can stay and take care of her ...... forever"

She wanted the other party to tell her that what she had just said was just a joke.

"As long as you add more sugar, the food in the sanatorium will be delicious."

Qinghai Chuantang picked up the photo frame on the cabinet and looked at it.

I don't know when, the photo of the family turned into the face of Ohira Makoto.

"I thought I could stay here forever by leaving an obedient grandmother and killing all the rest of my family, right?"

Qinghai Chuantang turned around and looked at the other party.

He continued: "Put away the original photo frame and can't wait to put it on your own. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be in harmony with this house. ”

As she spoke, her hand loosened slightly.

"Stop!"

Ohira Makoto hurriedly stopped it.

Qinghai Chuantang really did what she wanted, and then put the photo frame back up.

It's just that instead of letting it stand up properly, the photo frame is buckled backwards, as if the person in the photo is hidden.

"So, you killed them, right? One man killed the family of four. ”

While they were talking, Sato quietly appeared in the corner.

If you find something wrong, you will immediately step forward to stop it.

That's why she is so fearless.

"Anyway, each of them is no different from being alone. They are indifferent to each other, not even knowing that the family members who lived together had been killed. ”

As she spoke, Makoto Ohira looked at her.

"Those people are not qualified to live in this house in the first place."

"With such a big house and such a beautiful scenery, I don't know how to enjoy it, I don't know how to appreciate it, and I waste it all alive."

"Why not leave it to those who really understand?"

Qinghai Chuantang felt funny when she heard it, who gave her the courage to make her so right?

"Then you and your son are qualified?"

Ohira Makoto looked up and looked at the crystal chandelier above, feeling dreamy.

"From the first time I saw the house, I knew ...... This is the house I dreamed of owning a long time ago. ”

"The sun, the waves, the grounds, the terrace...... My family Sosuke also likes it very much. ”

Ohira Makoto lowered her head, looking a little sad.

"Even though we can only enjoy such a short time during the day, we really feel very happy."

"But ......"

Ohira Makoto instantly changed his face and looked at Qinghai Chuantang.

said in a cold tone: "After being here for a long time, I find it more and more inconvenient. ”

"This is my dream home, which I have personally furnished. But why, why is my son hiding under that dark bed? ”

She walked around, stroking the ornament she had placed not long ago.

"It's mine, it's my dream home......"

It's almost to the point of madness.

"You're crazy."

Ohira Makoto was stunned and looked at her.

"Paranoia due to strong stimuli in the past, forgetting reality and clinging to fantasies that cannot be obtained."

I don't know if this sentence stimulated her, Ohira Makoto immediately rushed over, picked up the fruit knife on the table, and aimed it at Qinghai Chuantang.

"You say I'm crazy? Do you think you understand everything? ”

Ohira Makoto smiled, "Then you answer me, why do my husband and daughter want to die?" We just have a very small, very small wish. ”

"I just wanted a beautiful house that would allow our family of four to live happily. Why? Why does our happiness disappear? ”

"You answer me...... You answer me—"

Seeing Ohira Makoto rushing towards her with a knife.

Fortunately, Sato was already slowly approaching her while she was holding the knife, so even if he stopped her, he snatched the fruit knife from the other party's hand.

Ohira Makoto knelt on the ground, crying silently.

"Why is my happiness gone? Why does happiness disappear in an instant? ”

"The answer to this question may be up to you to find it yourself."

Ohira Makoto was stunned for a moment and looked up at the other party.

"Everyone loves to dream, and everyone has the right to dream."

"But some people can distinguish between dreams and reality, and some people integrate reality and dreams."

"Everyone dreams differently, just like when I was a child, I always thought that the room was big, but when I grew up, I thought the room was small."

"I used to dream, too, though not as deeply as you."

"But I also decorate the house with my own hands, put on my favorite ornaments, and make it look like a 'home' with warmth and warmth, rather than a cold house."

"But then I set the house on fire with my own hands...... Because I know that dreams are just dreams after all. ”

So the dream woke up.

The dream was shattered.

Ohira Makoto was stunned for a long time, and left tears again.

"My dream, gone......"

She whispered.

Why does happiness disappear in an instant?

No one can answer this question now, and perhaps not in the future,

1:10 a.m.

Qinghai Chuantang returned home.

Such a time seemed too early for her in the past.

After all, they are people who often haunt the night, maybe just like vampires, the night is their stage, and it is also the environment they rely on to survive.

"Tomorrow there will be a charity dinner at the Cuphu Hotel, and you can taste the cake I made. So you're coming, right? ”

At the bottom right of the postcard, a big smiling face is drawn, which looks a little cute.

Full of anticipation, it seems that you can guess what the other party will look like when he writes this postcard.

Along with the business card, there was also an invitation to a charity dinner, hosted by Kawano Kawahisa.

"It is said that the daughter of American star Sharon, 'Chrissy', will also be here, and you may even be able to catch a glimpse of it."

At the end of the sentence, a mischievous tilde is also drawn.

Sharon...... Chris...... Belmode.

It should be very important to be able to attend the occasion.

"It seems that this is not a charity dinner, but a meeting of the members of the Black Coat. So, what will your goals be? ”

If it was Conan, maybe he would face it positively.

So, do you want to give him this invitation?

Qinghai Chuantang struggled for a while, and finally decided to hand it over to the other party.

It was a misunderstanding of him...... Compensate for it.

At 7:35 a.m., Qinghai Chuantang sent a text message to Conan and informed the other party of the situation.

What's the best way to get Conan somewhere?

Xiaolan, case ...... Black-clad organizations.

At 7:48, Conan arrived at her door.

Panting, it was enough to see how desperate he was.

"Is that really what the letter says?"

He asked anxiously.

"Let's talk about it first."

After walking in, Qinghai Chuantang picked up the postcard and invitation on the table and handed it to the other party.

"The organizer is 'Kawano Kawaku', and he is the chairman of Kawahisa Law Firm."

"And that charity dinner, held on the 7th floor of the Cuphu Hotel, invited many famous people to come."

"Of course, there are more than that, there are some ordinary people, but most of them have participated in volunteer activities and so on."

"Someone like me who received an invitation...... Maybe it's by going through the back door. ”

It's just that it stands to reason that in general, this kind of banquet should invite Maori Kogoro, after all, the fame is there.

In this regard, Conan explained: "Because Aunt Yingli's opponent was someone from Hejiu Law Firm. The other party suffered a loss at her hands, so naturally he would not invite people related to her to come. ”

Sure enough, she is worthy of the title of "Undefeated Queen of the Legal Circle".

"If the above is true, they should have made a big move. Only, who will they target? ”

Conan pondered.

Perhaps only by finding the guest list can you analyze it.

"Couldn't it be a simple charity dinner?"

Although for some scenes, it is already commonplace.

But if you keep going like this, it's easy to wonder if you're cursed by something, as if you're possessed by death.