"One hour?" Hattori Heiji, who was still angry, smacked his lips, feeling that it seemed a bit too long.
Detective White Horse nodded: "I understand. After Mr. Tsutsumi took us to our respective rooms, it took exactly that long until he was found to be tied up in the secret room."
"In other words, this trajectory will take so much time to complete?" Koshimizu Nanatsuki nodded.
"That's more or less it." Junya Tokatsu shrugged, "To be on the safe side, I'm going to say it upfront. This ruse cannot withstand the foolish actions of a reckless detective..."
He looked at Hattori Heiji, and Hakuba Detective followed up and said: "Don't worry, I believe he will not make the same mistake again... In order to live up to the reputation of the West and the name of his father who is the head of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters... right,
Representative from the West?”
Listening to the provocative words of these two people, Hattori Heiji felt his blood pressure skyrocket, and a "well" appeared on his forehead.
"It's just that I really appreciate a passionate detective like you!" Seeing Junya Tokizu and Detective Hakuba walking out of the room, Nanatsuki Koshimiu left these words with a smile, and then headed towards the restaurant.
direction left.
Soon, several people were sitting around the dining table.
The dishes cooked by Jiagu Rensan were all delicious and delicious, and the few people who were hungry due to fatigue immediately began to feast on them.
"Eh? Where's Sister Yueshui?" Conan suddenly noticed Tokijin Junya who was setting up the secret room, and there was one less person present.
If he remembered correctly, Koshimizu Nanatsuki did indeed leave in the direction of the restaurant after leaving the room.
"She? She seems to have gone to the bathroom, right?" Bai Ma Tan said while eating.
Being such a big person, there was no need to worry about getting lost. The few of them continued to immerse themselves in eating the dishes. Sure enough, it didn't take long for Koshimizu Nanatsuki to walk to his seat with a brisk pace.
She looked at the dinner plate on the table and her eyes widened in shock: "What's going on? I just went to the bathroom, how come the good food has almost been eaten?!"
She turned to look at Tsutsuo Hiroshi and said angrily: "Uncle! You've eaten a little too much!"
Tsutsuo Hiroki shrank his neck and said, "Oh, I'm sorry... I'm too hungry..."
During the meal, Conan looked up at Shi Shiran, Koshizu Nanatsuki, who was sitting down and starting to eat. Inexplicably, he felt that the tone of this Koshizu sister seemed to be slightly different from just now.
That kind of attitude seems to be covering up a certain emotion with a tone that doesn't seem very happy...
"In that case, it's time to explain it to us while you're having a good time, right? Mr. Fake Director."
Not long after, seeing that everyone else had eaten and drank enough, Hattori Heiji held a tea cup and asked the question that everyone was most concerned about.
"Uh..." Hiroshi Tsutsuo was stunned.
"Explain why you want to participate in this 'Detective Koshien' project as a fake director... If it's not to test how many pounds we have, then what is your mission?" Hattori Heiji stared at his bald head.
forehead.
Until now, he still feels that this plan should be real, because there are obvious signs of preparation here, and it does look decent, and it doesn't look like it was just a trick to get them here for fun.
"No, no, no! If I say it, I won't get paid according to the agreement..."
Tsutsuo Hiroshi lit a cigarette and refused his inquiry with a smile.
"Is it a Japanese TV station?" Hattori Heiji asked.
"Hmm..." Tsutsuo Hiroshi exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Then can you answer another question?" White Horse Detective also asked.
Seeing Tsutsuo Hiroshi raise his head with confusion in his eyes, he put his chin on his hand and asked: "Ever since I stepped into this room, I have always been concerned about...the fragrance of these lavenders..."
He tilted his head slightly and looked at the pot of lavender decorated in the restaurant with his peripheral vision.
"So, it seems we also have lavender in our room..." Conan looked at Hattori.
"Yes..." Hattori Heiji nodded slightly.
"There are some in my room too!" Koshimizu Nanatsuki also agreed.
"And there is a toolbox next to the flowerpot. Does that have an ulterior motive?" Hattori Heiji continued to stare at Tsuchio Hiroshi, hoping to eventually pry out some useful information from this fake director.
"Finding its function is also a detective's job..." At this time, Kotani Renzo, who had been silent, spoke up.
But he then added: "I personally think so..."
"That's true, but in such a situation of isolation from the outside world, there is really no way..." Bai Ma Tan smiled helplessly.
Just talking about lavender, he had no clue at all... After all, he spent most of his time abroad, and he had never heard of any cases related to lavender...
It's just that he doesn't know, but of course someone does.
Koshimizu Nanatsuki forked a piece of meat and said softly: "The Lavender House Murder Incident..."
Facing the surprised looks of several others, she held her chin and looked up at the ceiling in deep contemplation: "The only thing that reminds me of lavender is the case that happened in Shikoku a year ago..."
"I've heard about that case too! I remember that the person who was killed was the eldest lady who lived in that mansion. I was so angry that everyone thought it was a suicide... but it was suddenly found out that it was a homicide six months later!" Conan also heard this.
This case immediately came to mind.
"Oh——" Hattori Heiji understood.
"Then what? Has the murderer been caught?" Detective Hakuba poked his head from Hattori Heiji's side and asked Conan.
"He committed suicide before he was arrested, that's what I heard..." Koshimizu Nanatsuki said calmly while stuffing food into his mouth, as if nothing happened.
At this moment, Hiroo Tsutsuo, who was sitting aside and listening to a few people talking, whose expression had changed drastically since the beginning, finally seemed to be unable to sit still. He suddenly sat up, panic spreading across his face.
After just standing there and taking a few deep breaths, he finally realized his gaffe and hurried towards the door of the room.
"What's wrong with you?" Hattori Heiji looked at him who was behaving abnormally.
"It's nothing...it's just that I've finished smoking, I'll go back to the room to get it..."
Hiroshi Tsutsuo turned around, explained with a very reluctant expression, and then left the restaurant as if he was running away.
Only a few people in the restaurant were left looking at each other, not knowing why.
It seemed to have begun to rain outside the window, and it was getting heavier and heavier. The noisy rain seemed to be submerging the dilapidated houses on this isolated island...