"Huh? He actually showed up on his own initiative?"
Granny Qianjian pushed up her glasses in confusion.
The maid responded, then remembered what she had just speculated about "the master probably doesn't intend to show up", and lowered her head in embarrassment.
Her face turned slightly red, and she quietly turned sideways, opened the door, and led the way for the guests.
…
A group of people walked through the corridor and came to the restaurant.
Pushing open the double doors, you can see three tables arranged in an n-shape in the restaurant - two long tables facing each other, and a person is sitting on the short table farthest from the door, facing the door.
The "owner" is sitting at the main seat, with a set of tableware printed with exquisite patterns placed in front of him.
He was wearing a black robe and a purple pointed hood. His face was tightly covered, with only two faint eye holes exposed. He looked like a villain in some game who had not closed the door properly and accidentally slipped into reality.
Jiang Xia: "..." Good, good in the second grade.
Next to him, the cowboy detective obviously had the same idea.
And he said it loudly: "Haha, have you watched too much TV? It is said that Kidd is an uncle in his forties, but you look like a fourteen-year-old second-year junior high school student."
The chuunibyou in the restaurant ignored him.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, the organizer said solemnly: "Famous detectives present, I sincerely welcome you to this dusk villa - please take your seats first."
"..." Kidd stared quietly at the owner of the house who looked different from him, secretly condemning this man's lack of professionalism.
However, on second thought, the mastermind behind the scenes has blown up the bridge. Now, no matter whether the organizer is really Kidd or not, the detectives will not be able to escape for a while... It seems that there is really no need to continue the show.
Kidd sighed inwardly and found a seat to sit down, wanting to see what tricks this "organizer" planned to play in his name.
…
There are several sets of tableware placed on the long dining table.
A group of people each found a place to sit and looked at the table at the end.
Under the gaze of everyone, the organizer spoke slowly: "I invite you all to come here. I hope you can help me find the treasure hidden in this annex. In order to allow you to accept this commission with peace of mind...
"
boom--
As he finished speaking, a vague explosion suddenly sounded in the courtyard.
Immediately afterwards, through the window of the restaurant, I could see that the outside seemed to get a little brighter - there was a blur of light dancing, like a burning flame.
From where Jiang Xia was, he could just see a corner of the parking lot outside the window.
I saw a car parked there, which had been deformed by the explosion.
Considering that in order to retain people, the organizer would not blow up just one car. Although the other vehicles in the parking lot were outside his sight, it was not difficult to imagine their tragic situation at this time.
"..." Jiang Xia lit a candle for a luxury car and someone's wife.
Everyone else also heard the explosion, and the atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became tense.
The organizer seemed to have anticipated their reaction, and said with a low smile: "No need to panic, this is just to prevent you from leaving without permission."
As he spoke, he said in the tone of Kaitou Kidd: "You have been chasing me in the past. I think that in line with the principle of fairness, we should occasionally exchange positions.
"This time, it's up to me to enjoy the pleasure of driving you into despair.
"By the way, the suspension bridge leading here is now broken, and you should have discovered it a long time ago. There is no phone here, let alone signal... You can't leave.
"——Unless you help me find the treasure."
At this point, the organizer's voice suddenly dropped, with a hint of threat and murderous intent: "It took me many years to get this wealth. Even if I risk my life, I have to get it. I hope you won't let me
disappointment."
Kidd touched the goosebumps on his arms.
...The second one is nothing, but when I think that this person is speaking under his identity, I feel extremely embarrassed. The real Kid would not say such things.
Jiang Xia leaned back leisurely on his chair, looked at the organizer who was not showing any murderous intent, and smiled: "When you say 'you must risk your life to find the treasure', do you mean risking our lives?"
Next to him, Toru Amuro glanced at him, thinking that he seemed to be able to talk again. Speaking of which, almost as soon as he left the living room, the familiarity in "Kurosawa's" movements disappeared again.
...There is indeed some connection between "cannot speak" and "familiar body shape".
Could it be that he stayed in the living room for a while and now he has calmed down and has the energy to continue disguising himself?
Or is there actually some allergen in the living room that interferes with Matsuda's state... Well, let's observe again later to see if Matsuda deliberately avoids the living room.
At the same time, Toru Amuro instinctively touched his cell phone while speculating. He wanted to send an email to Kazami Yuya and others immediately, asking them to thoroughly investigate this "Kurosawa Zuo" and the Senjian Shidai who came with him...
It's a pity that there is no signal here.
…
In front of the dining table.
The organizer of Form 2 still ignored any questions or complaints.
He followed what he just said attentively and continued: "For the person who finds the treasure, I will not only give him half of the wealth, but also tell him the way to leave here - these are the general rules. I hope everyone here can take good care of it.
Enjoy this tense game where your life is at stake."
"Enjoy it?" The cowboy detective pushed open the dining chair and stood up with a sneer.
He remembered that on the parking lot outside, he had been blasted and his wife in a luxury car whose life and death were unknown. When he looked at the organizer, his words were inevitably thorny: "For a game organized by a timid person like you who dare not even show your face, I
I’m not interested in participating.”
With that said, he strode up to the organizer, grabbed the sharp corners of the hood, and pulled it off hard.
The other detectives watched this scene and secretly breathed out a sigh of relief.
However, everyone's eyes quickly froze.
——What is revealed under the organizer’s hood is not the “true face of the Phantom Thief”.
Instead, it is a rounded plastic head.
...The cunning, cunning, and inconsiderate "organizer" turned out to be just a humanoid plastic mannequin with a speaker on its head.
…
The model is just an ordinary model without emotions. The hood was taken off and the head was forced to show, but it didn't feel social.
Under the complicated eyes of a group of people, it continued to say in that weird tone:
"Okay, you can't solve the puzzle when you're hungry. Please enjoy this last supper."
"..."
The restaurant was quiet for a moment.
After a while, Detective Bai Ma put his hands on his chin and sighed gracefully: "Asking the detective to help solve the puzzle that he can't solve is not something Kid would do. He is the one who solves the puzzle...
…”
Plop la la——
While he was posing with his hands, the hawk he was holding suddenly had a sharp look in his eyes and suddenly flew towards Jiang Xia.
Then he was grabbed by the anklets attached to the back of the chair and began to flop on the spot.
