Just now, someone pretended to be dead, and when he came here again, everyone was obviously not too cold, and they didn't have the panic they had at the beginning, but they thought that this Ojo Zhushan was also joking like Haruki Motegi.

After all, this kind of thing is the same no matter where it is placed.

"Hey, uncle, stop making jokes."

Haruki Motegi was a little speechless, and stepped forward and frustrated Ogami Zhuzen's body: "These are all leftovers from my play, and it won't be interesting to play again." ”

Fujino: "Uh......"

Do you really think that everyone is just like you and that kind of non-nutritious joke?

This guy obviously started biting his fingers when he encountered something unexpected, and accidentally poisoned himself when he was excited.

Fujino was speechless for a moment, walked up and took a look, and then shook his head: "This time it seems to be true, this old fat man is really burping." ”

"Huh?"

Haruki Motegi was slightly stunned when he heard this, and it was obvious that he didn't expect to be a real dead person.

The White Horse Detective moved quickly, raised his watch and glanced at the time: "Twenty-two thirty-four." ”

"The cause of death was potassium cyanide poisoning."

Fujino sniffed, and his face looked a little disgusted: "A smell of almonds, an old actor." ”

Hearing this, everyone present was slightly stunned.

Originally, they thought it was just acting.

But judging from the demeanor of Fujino and Hakuba now, it seems that they are really dead.

What's more, Fujino also said exactly what kind of poison this is.

Obviously, people are really dead, and those who die cannot die anymore.

Black Feather Kuaidou's face condensed slightly when he heard this, and his mood suddenly became heavy.

Yumi Gunda also came over at this time, checked the body of Zhuzen Ogami, and shook her head: "There is no pulse, and there is an almond smell...... It was indeed poisoned by potassium cyanide. ”

Haruki Motegi was stunned when he heard this, and looked back at the teacup on the table in surprise: "Could it be that the tea is poisonous?" ”

"Black tea does not respond ......"

At this time, Chima put the coin in the black tea and said, "It seems that the reason is not black tea. ”

"Looks like the dice have been rolled!"

The dummy with only one head left continued to speak: "In order to repay Detective Dashang for risking his own life and making the beginning of this competition more enthusiastic, please do your best to find out the treasure!" ”

"He even said exactly what he was going to do...... It's just an audio tape. ”

The white horse detective looked at the dummy, only the horn on his head frowned slightly, and turned back to the maid and asked, "Is the serving time all determined in advance?" ”

"I didn't ...... That's right. ”

The maid was also a little flustered at this time, after all, she couldn't believe that there would really be dead people in this villa, so she could only honestly explain: "From appetizers, to soups, to staple foods, and refreshments, the owner has explained them in advance." ”

Conan stood aside, staring at the corpse of Zhuzen Ojo in deep thought.

After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "It seems that the murderer has been running for Mr. Dashang from the beginning, and the murderer is probably still among us!" ”

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Conan, obviously attracted by Conan's words.

Fujino's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling that Conan's kid was going to be in the limelight again.

The key is to be in the limelight in front of so many detectives......

You kid, aren't you really afraid of your identity being exposed?

But think about it, this kid, as soon as he encounters a case, he completely forgets his identity, as well as the risks that his identity may bring to the people around him.

If it weren't for the aura of the old thief in Qingshan, it is estimated that he would have died a long time ago.

"The murderer is among us?"

Kuroba Kaito looked back at Conan in the vest of Maori Kogoro, and was surprised.

Although I don't know what rejuvenation medicine I took to make me smaller, Conan's little ghost is Kudo Shinichi, and what he investigated was still Menqing.

It's just that he is also a little puzzled by this kid's behavior of speaking in public.

"Because that tape was obviously played in advance."

Conan said in a milky voice, "That person can be recorded beforehand and then eat with us while listening to the tape......"

"Immediately after, the murderer can take advantage of our inattention while we are eating, try to get Mr. Ojo to drink potassium cyanide, and then poison him."

Detective White Horse continued Conan's train of thought, crouching aside and looking at the fresh corpse.

"It's a shame......

Haruki Motegi snorted: "Actually, in front of us detectives, I killed a detective." ”

Ikumi Gunda didn't know where to take out two gloves: "The problem is that the deceased did not find any potassium cyanide in the black tea he drank, and it cannot react with coins." ”

Black Feather Kaito silently watched the detectives present busy like this.

He has also seen a lot of detectives, and he has seen a lot of detective films in order to imitate detectives before.

There is also a lot of knowledge about this kind of scene.

So, he was curious: "Could it be that the poison was put on the edge of the cup?" ”

"Unlikely."

Ikumi Gunda picked up the teacup and glanced at it, recalling: "He didn't drink two sips of tea just now, and there are still a lot of residues in it...... If it had been on the edge of the cup, it would not have killed him like this. ”

Xiaolan was also standing on the edge and didn't dare to interject.

She had seen a lot of crime scenes, but it was the first time that so many detectives had been present.

It's just that she thought about it, but she was a little curious.

So he couldn't help asking: "The one who invited us today is the strange thief Kidd, is he really the murderer?" I've heard he doesn't kill......"

"As far as I know, so."

In addition to Fujino, only the White Horse Detective had a deep 'friendship' with the strange thief Kidd, and he was also a little puzzled: "It's the first time I've encountered a scene like this where the strange thief Kidd kills people." ”

"If you want me to say, it's not Kidd the thief who invited us over this time."

Fujino spoke: "If it was Kidd the Monster Thief, he didn't bother to invite a group of detectives over like this, as far as I know, he is only interested in gems, and he hasn't stolen any other treasures in the last few years since his comeback, and even if he does, he will always be recovered." ”

"Brother Fujino's analysis is good!"

Kuroba Kaito disguised Mori Kogoro's voice and agreed very much.

Well, it's not him at all!

They all say they look like me, and he says they look like me, but it's not me at all!

Conan glanced at Mori Kogoro and always felt that something was wrong with Uncle Mori today.

It's true that I'm still so confused, I always feel a little less obscene, and my expression is a little wrong.

But he didn't think about it deeply, after all, Uncle Maori drove over all the way.

Fujino, who was at the gas station halfway through, also followed, and the strange thief Kidd had no room to start.

Even if there were, the kind of Fujino must have already discovered it and used the special skill [Wooden Knife] to do it.

He also sensed that something was wrong.

If today's Strange Thief Kidd is indeed the same as Fujino said, if it was really Strange Thief Kidd, he would have found a museum to fool a large number of people to shoot it.

(End of chapter)