Dinner was delicious, at least Conan ate with great concentration, a huge piece of chicken breast that made his mouth water, and the smooth and sweet taste almost swallowed his tongue.

Compared to Conan's indifferent eating appearance, Asa Yu and Gray Yuan are much more normal, and the knives and forks are used by them with a sense of elegance. However, it can also be seen from the slight stretching of Asaba's brows and the faint happiness in Gray Yuan's eyes that the delicious food does have the effect of relaxing people's moods.

"This craft, tsk." Conan bit the food on the plate and said indistinctly, "It really lives up to the reputation of a gourmand detective!" As he spoke, he glanced at Asakura, "You're almost close to him." ”

"No, it's already exceeded." Gray Yuan took a sip of the juice gently, behaving gracefully like a princess, and she remembered the steamed rice he had made the day she had just been picked up by him.

Asa Yu chuckled and rubbed Gray Yuan's soft tea hair, and the latter glanced at him with a slight frown, but there was not the slightest dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Conan's heart: "........"

"However, even if you change the position," Asa Ha whispered as she cut the steak, "it doesn't necessarily guarantee safety, right?" ”

"Indeed." Conan bit his fork, but his eyes swept around, "No one is sure if that guy is spying on us, in other words, that guy is calculating, not just the seat." ”

"Let's wait and see what happens." Asa Yu put down his knife and fork, as if the steak he had just cut was air, "This meal is almost over." ”

Looking at the steaks, a hint of regret flashed in Conan's eyes.

......

"Guys, are you still satisfied with this Last Supper?"

Just when everyone was full of wine and food and was lazily tasting desserts, the dummy, who seemed to be ignored by everyone, suddenly heard that strange voice in the megaphone that was originally pressed on the forehead.

Hearing this voice, the laziness in everyone's eyes suddenly dissipated, and in the blink of an eye, they became sharp-minded detectives again.

Belch....... Except for an uncle who pretends to be calm.

"So... It's time for us to get down to business. The strange voice was clearly heard through the loudspeaker, "I think you must be curious why I used this annex that I spent so much money to get my hands on as the stage for this game!" ”

An annex that cost a lot to get your hands on? Conan's heart moved.

"First of all, please take a closer look at the cutlery you have on hand, there is something you want to know about it."

Hearing this, everyone picked up the spoons and forks in their hands, and looked carefully, and there was indeed a small logo engraved on the handle of the tableware.

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

"It's like a bird," Ran muttered, "with a big ....... mouth"

"This is ......" Conan looked at the bird, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of fierceness.

"Raven." Gray Yuan muttered, his face turned slightly pale, and the tableware in his hand trembled slightly, as if it was about to fall.

Asa Yu held Gray Yuan's trembling hand, but his face showed that his heart was not at peace at all.

"This is the family crest of the tycoon who mysteriously died half a century ago, Karasuma Renya." The strange voice came again, and everyone was moved at the same time.

Karasuma Renya!

Hearing this name, Gray Yuan's hand no longer trembled, but Asa Yu's face seemed to be even more ugly.

For the first time, Asa Yu felt that it might be a mistake to bring ash to the inside.

At first, according to his plan, he saw from the blank check of the letter that Kaito sent him that even if someone borrowed the identity of the monster thief Kidd to cause trouble, this matter should be under Kaito's control. I can also use the money I spent during this time to buy this uninhabited villa, and I am studying what secrets this golden crow has.

But judging from the current situation, Asa Yu estimates that even if it is Kuaidou, he will not be able to control the situation. Because from the moment he felt that fear, he knew that there must be something wrong with this villa.

Moreover, it was the kind of problem he had ever faced, extremely dark!

Now I feel as if I am in a huge worm nest, surrounded by layers of cobwebs! Even if the owner of the hive may not be there now.

"In addition, every door, floor, handrail, and even the chess and playing cards in the hall in this annex are all specially ordered items by him." The voice was still narrating, "That is... This annex is a villa built by Karasuma himself! ”

With the narration of the voice, a tragedy forty years ago is slowly kicking off, and the bloody facts are once again in front of everyone!

Forty years ago, a large-scale auction was held at Karasuma Renya's villa, the Twilight Building, to commemorate the death of Karasuma Renya, and well-known politicians and economists from all walks of life were invited to participate. The auction included more than 300 precious works of art collected during her lifetime, so the auction lasted for three days. On the stormy night of the next day, two men drenched in rain suddenly visited the villa......

They got lost because of the storm and wanted to take shelter in the villa until the heavy rain ended. The organizers of the auction did not agree at first, and then the two men gave the organizers a pack of white things that resembled cigarettes as a thank you gift for sheltering them. The organizer smoked one and invited them into the house, and the other guests in the house were persuaded by the two men to smoke the cigarettes brought by the men.......

Soon after, the guests were still in a state of excitement, but the situation changed, and a man ran out of the house screaming like a demon and holding the auction artwork; A woman wept as if she was begging for forgiveness; Another man excitedly picked up the pen in his hand and stabbed his wrist continuously. Soon, the guests in the room began to compete for the artwork, and picked up the famous swords in the venue to slash each other, and the whole venue suddenly turned into a purgatory on earth. One night later, only eight dead and more than a dozen sleeping guests were left in the venue, and the two mysterious men disappeared without a trace, along with the artwork on the venue.

The narration of the strange voice seems to have a strange contagion, and the spirit of everyone seems to be brought back to the tragedy forty years ago, which makes people's hearts tremble.

"Marijuana." Conan's voice was tinged with coldness.

"Or some hallucinogenic drug." "Judging from the description, the amount should be not small. ”

Asa Yu didn't pay attention to this, and from just now, a few words kept echoing in his head.

Karasuma Renya...... Forty years ago...... Moneybags.......

"Half a Century ....... Ago"

Thinking about it, Asa Yu suddenly shuddered.

If....... What if that's really the case?

Didn't he take Gray Plains and Conan and step into the gates of hell with one foot?