The car drove all the way north for several hours, until the sun set and Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan in the back seat fell asleep sleepily, and then they finally saw the so-called Dracula's Villa.
The seaside, cliffs, solitary buildings, and medieval shapes make it look like the devil's castle.
"It's not very auspicious..."
Hanyu Qing'an subconsciously murmured that this looks no different from the Blizzard Villa. At most, there is no suspension bridge, but as long as there is a snowstorm and the road down the mountain is blocked, it will be exactly the same.
Boom——Boom——
There was a strange sound, and the car stopped not far from the villa. Mouri Kogoro was silent for a while, then turned to look at Hanyu Qingan, feeling worried.
"How about we go back? As soon as you, the master of yin and yang, said it was unlucky, the car broke down. What might happen next..."
Hanyu Qing'an could only comfort him: "How can we go back without a car? Let's go in and take a look. With me here, there is no danger."
Mouri Kogoro nodded subconsciously, only to hear Hanyu Kiyosu continue: "Even if something happens, I will resurrect Detective Mouri and will not let the prisoner go."
"?!!"
Mouri Kogoro's eyes suddenly widened. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko asking in a daze: "Why did you stop the car? Have you arrived already?"
"The car broke down, but we're almost there." Hanyu Qing'an pointed outside, "We still have to walk about four to five hundred meters up the mountain."
"Ah, we still have to climb such a long mountain road. It feels so cold just thinking about it." Suzuki Sonoko complained, looking forward to Hanyu Kiyosu's expression. He should understand, right?
"Yeah, that's right..." Hanyu Qing'an nodded, turned to Mouri Kogoro and asked, "Detective Mouri, have you brought the rope for the tow truck?"
"I brought it with me, but it's only a few hundred meters away. It's not good to ask the customer to drive to tow it, right? And in this kind of snow, ordinary cars can't tow another one up the mountain." Mouri Kogoro shook his head.
"It's okay, there's no need to call someone." Hanyu Qing'an said confidently.
After a few minutes, the little paper man fixed the rope of the trailer, with one end in front of the car and the other end on the snow girl. Then the little paper man directed the snow girl to float in front and pulled the car up the mountain.
It's a pity that the conditions are limited. With two shikigami, it is difficult to control the balance, otherwise they would just pull the car and fly past. This is really a bit detrimental to the style.
"What's wrong with you? The speed is a little slow, but at least you don't have to get cold, right?" Hanyu Kiyosu asked when he saw Suzuki Sonoko was angry.
"It's nothing." Lingmu Yuanzi said listlessly. She didn't say anything, leaving people guessing. Even Mao Lilan, who always understood her thoughts, didn't know what was wrong with her.
Finally, the car arrived at the door of the villa, Hanyu Qingan took back the shikigami, and everyone got out of the car and walked towards the villa.
Conan fell behind and pressed his earphones and whispered: "Is there still nothing going on over there?"
Haiyuan Ai's voice came from the earphones, "No, they all went to work and they haven't come back yet. It looks like they will have to wait until midnight."
"Don't be careless. Those employees can't sneak back before the end of the work, but Toru Amuro has no one to care about him."
"Hmph, you'd better take care of yourself. You feel comfortable in the arms of that Maori lady, right? You're a big pervert."
"Uh..." Conan was at a loss for words. The phone was always connected to China Unicom, so the conversation was naturally overheard.
"I just..."
"Conan! What are you still doing there? It's cold outside, come here quickly, we're going in!" Mao Lilan's call interrupted Conan's explanation.
"Go quickly, otherwise people will be anxious. What's the use of explaining to me."
Conan: "..."
…
As soon as they entered the courtyard, they met the apprentice of horror writer Hu Cang and his wife.
The wife was only thirty years old. She was young, beautiful, and had a charm that no girl could find. Mouri Kogoro's eyes widened when he saw her.
Entering the house, there were two people sitting by the window drinking coffee and chatting. When they saw a few people, an older man stood up to greet them.
"Is this Mr. Mouri Kogoro? And this is Miss Mouri, the new outstanding mystery novelist, right?"
The father and daughter were surprised and said: "You know us?"
The other party handed over his business card with a smile, "I, Fumio Doi, work at the publishing house where Miss Mori submitted her novels, but I am in charge of the horror novel section. I have met a few of them in the editorial department before."
"Ah, I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance, hahaha." Mouri Kogoro enthusiastically held the editor's hand.
Another man also stood up and came over to say hello. This man was much younger. He wore very small round glasses and his clothes were very bookish. He claimed to be a folklorist and specialized in the study of vampires.
Suzuki Sonoko poked Hanyu Kiyosu in the waist, "He is a folklorist who studies vampires, and you are an onmyoji who studies shikigami. We should have something in common, right?"
Hanyu Qingxin said that if he died, they would probably have something in common, and they could talk about the funeral, and maybe even get a token of the Vampire Princess.
However, even though this person is arrogant, his attitude is quite gentle. This behavior does not seem to be short-lived.
"Um, where is Mr. Tokura?" Mouri Kogoro asked after chatting for a while. After all, he was here to receive a commission, and he always wanted to talk to the client about business matters.
Tokura's apprentice took Mouri Kogoro towards Tokura's study. The rest of the people had nothing to do. Hanyu Kiyosu and Suzuki Sonoko walked to the window.
The weather outside the window was gloomy, and the sea water was lapping against the cliff. The cliff was actually not too high, maybe twenty or thirty meters at most.
However, the most distinctive thing is that the study is located on an isolated cliff, with only a covered bridge connecting it to the main body of the villa.
"The construction of this villa is quite interesting." Hanyu Qing'an thinks that it is quite artistic, but it is not suitable for long-term living, it is humid, and the waves sound frequently. It is okay for occasional stay, but it will probably be noisy to death if you stay there all the time.
"Then, should I buy this place later? When we have time, we can bring Yuzu to live here?" Suzuki Sonoko asked for his opinion.
Hanyu Kiyosu didn't really care about who paid for it. Now that he had become a humanoid money printing machine, money didn't really matter to him.
"Forget it, something is probably going to happen tonight, and then this villa..."
Suzuki Sonoko understood that it was the same as the suspension bridge villa at home, but the difference was that although people had died in the villa at home, it still had special commemorative significance.
"ah--"
In the middle of the conversation, the two people suddenly heard a scream from Mouri Kogoro. They looked at each other and quickly followed behind Maori Lan and Conan who ran to check.
Could it be that someone was going to die just after arriving? So suddenly?
