"How could it be ......" Charlotte looked at the photo in his hand in shock, the sunlight sprinkled on his handsome face, reflecting a charming color, which did not look like a wave at all. But the young man's heart is not as calm as it seems.

The photograph is very old, with the corners slightly rolled up and tinged with a faint yellow, showing the power of time like a knife. In the gap of time, the boy was holding the man and smiling brightly.

But what made Charlotte's heart tremble was not the content of the memory itself, but the carrier of the memory.

The photos were clean.

It was indeed clean, with only a slight bit of dust on it, and it looked as if it had just been wiped the other day.

Charlotte's heart was like a stormy wave, how could this be! I haven't been here for half a year, but the photos are so clean, so to speak...... Who is it?

Charlotte looked around, there was a layer of dust on the chair and coffee table, but only the bookcase in front of him was only a little dust. It seems that someone has been here. Charlotte slowly stood up and pulled open the tennis bag she was carrying. Take out a black object.

A pistol.

It was a revolver, its jet-black body glowing golden in the sunlight. The pistol is delicate, with many ornate patterns engraved on the body, which makes it look more like a craft or a toy than a gun. The front sight of the gun is not the sight of a normal pistol, but a capital letter "M", which looks very interesting. Charlotte flicked her wrist, and the pistol disappeared strangely.

Hiding the gun, Charlotte lifted the tennis bag, put the photo in her pocket, and quietly walked to the second floor.

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"Shinichi, you see there's a vacancy in front of you!" Xiaolan's voice interrupted Shinichi's daydream.

"Hey, Shinichi Kudo, what are you thinking!" Shinichi thought to himself, but when he thought of the scene where he kissed Xiaolan, he couldn't help but blush again. Xiaolan looked at him strangely, and Shinichi hurriedly covered up the past.

While riding the roller coaster, Shinichi glanced around with his peripheral vision and stumbled upon two men in black suits and black hats sitting behind him. While it was strange that he was still wearing black in such a hot spot, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, black hat, black suit, black ...... Strange, how do you feel that someone has told themselves about black ...... Black......

"What are you thinking?" Xiaolan's voice came, "You just kept looking absent-minded, what are you thinking?" It can't be," Xiaolan glanced at Shinichi malicefully, "Shouldn't you still be thinking about that young lady?" She's sitting right in front of you! ”

"How, how is it possible!" Shinichi smiled awkwardly, he could only put the matter aside because he was disrupted. Hearing Xiaolan say this, Shinichi noticed that he and Xiaolan were sitting in the second row, the Miss Xiaotong and her female companion just now were sitting in the first row, the couple who was kissing just now was sitting behind him, and the two men in black were sitting in the last row.

"I really didn't expect that two big men would come to the playground to ride the roller coaster." A new bad taste to think.

"You know, when Conan Doyle was creating this work, he must have been thinking, "Sherlock Holmes's ......" "In his spare time, Shinichi talked about Sherlock Holmes to Xiaolan again.

"Enough!" Xiaolan said angrily, "I don't care about Sherlock Holmes or Conan Doyle!" Then he lowered his head, "It's hard to come out to play with Shinichi, but why don't you understand my mind?" ”

"Lan ......" Shinichi was stunned, thinking to himself: Could it be Lan ...... Just wanted to comfort her, but Xiaolan chuckled and raised her head: "Stupid, if you think about it, you know that it can't be true, you can't be a detective if you're so easily deceived!" ”

“…… Cut! Shinichi angrily grabbed the protective railing.

The roller coaster started slowly, and Xiaolan suddenly said to Shinichi: "But, that kind of anticipation is real!" ”

"Huh?" Shinichi was stunned.

Xiaolan suddenly grabbed Shinichi's hand, and before Shinichi could react, the roller coaster roared and flew off the track and rushed into the deep tunnel.

Shinichi had been happily enjoying this exciting trip, and suddenly, in the tunnel, Shinichi suddenly felt a drop of water drip on his forehead.

"It's ...... water"

In the tunnel, listening to the rumbling sound, a chubby boy said in fear, "Let's get out quickly!" ”

The little girl in the lead was about to speak, but she was attracted by the crystal beads that fell to her feet, she picked one up and looked at it carefully.

"It's ......"

The speeding car drove out of the tunnel where the fingers could not be seen, and the screams of the women in terror resounded through the sky as the light once again enveloped everyone.

Shinichi turned around, but saw a terrifying scene: Mr. Kishida, who was sitting behind him, his head, was gone!

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Charlotte stood in the doorway of the study.

"I've almost walked all over the place, but I can't see any sign of anyone anywhere except in the original place. In other words, if there is a secret room or someone else, it must be here. Charlotte thought to herself.

Pushing the door in, a burst of old smell came, mixed with a faint smell of books. It didn't seem to be any different, but Charlotte looked at the slightly crumpled tablecloth and the flowers in the vase on the windowsill, and Charlotte knew that someone had been here.

Looking at the flowers on the windowsill, Charlotte's heart moved. Narcissus......

Walking to the windowsill and looking at the beautiful flowers of the daffodils, Charlotte's chaotic mood gradually calmed down. "Respectfully...... Or maybe there are caveats? Did you know I was going to come back here? It's really amazing, it's worthy of my ......" Looking at a fragrant hair on the windowsill, the corners of Charlotte's mouth couldn't help but smile.

"However, the most important thing at the moment is to find this secret room!" Charlotte pushed her glasses and began to search the room.

Pacing in the study, Charlotte's eyes rested on a photo of herself when she was a child. In the photo, he is only six or seven years old, wearing a black dress with gold stripes, his delicate face that is immature but already showing a handsome silhouette has a calmness and seriousness of an adult, and there are no glasses, and his amber pupils are slightly shining. The cherry blossoms behind him are in full bloom, adding a beautiful backdrop to the entire photo. On the back of the photograph is also written in ink: March 24, Hokkaido commemoration.

It's Hokkaido...... It's been a long time. Charlotte looked at the photo, speaking of which, she seemed to hate photography when she was young, and she seemed to only have this photo of her childhood, right? Oh, and there's one more, Charlotte touched her pocket, father......

Wait a minute...... There is only one photo...... Hokkaido...... March...... 24th ......

Charlotte turned sharply and looked at the only item on the north side of the room—the bookshelf!

"March...... Third Row...... Twenty-four...... Twenty-four...... It's strange, there are only twenty-one books in this row, twenty-four ......" Charlotte frowned.

He simply sat down at the table, casually pulled a piece of paper, grabbed a pen thrown on the table, and wrote twenty-four in Japanese, English, and Chinese several times, still unable to grasp the point, Charlotte couldn't help but have a headache.

"If only that Kudo guy were here. This guy is the best at guessing this kind of thing. Charlotte muttered to herself. After saying that, he smiled, this guy is probably dealing with the incident at the amusement park, right?

After living in this world for seventeen years, there is not much memory left of Xia Luo's previous life as Ye Feng, although in his previous life he was an out-and-out Conan fan and a little mourner, but after so long, he can only barely remember that Shinichi and Xiaolan went to the tropical park to play and encountered a murder, as well as the black organization.

"Crow ......" Charlotte looked up at the window, where a white dove was cooing and flying across the sky. I don't know what happened to that guy in Europe.

Shaking her head, Charlotte looked at the number in her hand again, and this time he replaced it with Arabic numerals.

“24…… Wait a minute! April 22nd! I get it! ”

Charlotte jumped to his feet, and he remembered! His father once taught him a method of number secrecy, that is, to split the original number into several numbers, and then add, subtract, multiply and divide, at that time his father jokingly told him that if you have a friend who has a birthday on April 22 in the future, you will remember her very well, after all, four twos are rare! At that time, he listened to his face with black lines, but his father laughed.

"In this way, there is no way to split three, and there are only 24 that can be changed...... Well...... 6, 8, go find out! ”

Charlotte first found the sixth book in the third row, pulled it out and opened it, but it was a cooking book, which obviously didn't get the point. Charlotte shook her head and slipped the book back into the shelf. By the time of the eighth book, Charlotte pulled, but did not pull. He was shocked, and it seemed that this was it!

Charlotte's hand shook, and with a fierce force, he pulled the book out, and there was a rumbling sound, and under Charlotte's stunned, the bookshelf parted from it, revealing a secret door.

"Damn...... This kind of thing, there really ......," Charlotte muttered, picking up her tennis bag and stepping into the darkness. Behind him, the bookshelf quietly returned to its original state.

Not long after Charlotte entered the secret door, the old Miyamoto mansion welcomed another group of guests.

"Hurry up, this is it. That traitor used to live here, he must have left something here! A man dressed in black and wearing a black hat said to a dozen people in the same attire behind him.

"However, didn't the organization send someone to check on it last time?" A man in black questioned.

"Hmph, it was that guy last time. I don't know what Gin thinks, but he actually sent her. Ken Miyamoto's old thing has been taking care of her all the time, maybe she's hiding something here, so this time she must find out that thing! ”

"Yes!"

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