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"What's wrong?" Matsuda asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Officer Matsuda, it's blood..." Ran handed over the playing card in her hand.
Matsuda took it and saw that it was two playing cards stuck together.
What held them together wasn't glue, but blood.
“I didn’t expect there to be bloodstains on this too. That mess back then really was huge,” Chima Kazuyo said with a sigh.
“I remember the maid just said,” Mao Shu looked around, “that this place has been sealed off since the riot forty years ago. You could say that everything in this house has been preserved exactly as it was back then. Every item is exactly the same as it was when the riot happened that night, and no one has ever touched it.”
"What?" Xiaolan shrank back in fear. "So, something terrible happened in this room too?"
"Don't worry," Matsuda clapped his hands irritably. "If a house from forty or fifty years ago hadn't been moved at all, how could it be spotless now? Don't forget, this villa has changed owners many times over the years."
"Oh, it seems you have a lot of clues that we don't know about."
Miss Gunda stared at Matsuda and asked in a deep voice,
"Look, aren't they all here?"
Matsuda casually handed over the documents from Koshimizu's hand.
“These things aren’t secrets; they’re things that can be easily found in the Metropolitan Police Department.”
"Senior... those are the results of my hard work all night," Yue Shui muttered to herself.
The detectives inside the room were all very curious about the information Matsuda had.
But these people are renowned detectives from various regions, and they all possess their own sense of propriety.
Many people at this Twilight Mansion vowed to curb Matsuda's arrogance and put this renowned detective of the Metropolitan Police Department in check.
Nowadays, it's naturally embarrassing to look at materials that are treated like handouts.
Just then, the room door was suddenly pushed open.
The maid stood at the door and greeted everyone.
"Dinner is ready. Please proceed to the dining room, where my host will be waiting for you."
"The master has finally shown up."
"Great."
The group of detectives immediately dropped their hesitant gazes and eagerly headed towards the restaurant.
While Matsuda had good information, there were some things that the villa owner could never know.
Even if you have any questions, you can ask the villa owner for clarification.
As the group entered the restaurant, the first person Matsuda saw was the gourmet detective, Ogami Kisuke, who hadn't appeared in the lounge.
It is said that he had been in the kitchen preparing dinner for everyone.
Besides him, another noteworthy focus is...
It was the mysterious person at the dining table, shrouded in a purple cloak.
"Heh, why are you dressed like this?" Maoshu asked with a strange expression. "Are you afraid to let us see your true face?"
"Welcome, esteemed detectives, to my humble Twilight Mansion. Please take your seats."
The mysterious man ignored Mao Shu and continued speaking to himself.
Judging from his voice, he was clearly using a voice changer or something similar.
The group of famous detectives entered the room, but none of them rushed to sit down. Instead, they looked around the room, examining it closely.
After all, this invitation to the villa was rather inexplicable, and the detectives instinctively became cautious.
Matsuda didn't want to pay attention to any of this and walked straight to the dining table.
After everyone was seated, Da Shang then spoke to the maid.
"Please bring the dishes up in the order I just mentioned."
Chapter 306 Villa Owner
"Actually, the reason I invited you all here is to rely on your wisdom to help me find the treasure hidden in the museum."
The mysterious man spoke to himself smugly.
"This is a huge fortune that I have accumulated over many years, so I ask you all to risk your lives to complete this commission for me."
As soon as the mysterious man finished speaking, a violent explosion rang out outside the villa.
"what happened?"
Da Shang quickly stood up and looked out the window.
"Don't worry, everyone. I just want to restrict your movements a little."
The mysterious man continued calmly,
"I, who am always being chased by you, sometimes want to change my perspective and experience something new. The only bridge you crossed on your journey also exploded at this moment."
"Besides that, there is no signal, no telephone, and no way out of this villa."
"The only one who can send you back to your original world is me! Only the one who finds the treasure first can escape from here! At the same time, I will share the treasure I obtain with him in half!"
"Hmph, what's so interesting about this! You just want us to kill each other, don't you?"
Maoshu could no longer hold back and stood up, walking directly to the mysterious man's side.
"What right do you have to make demands of us when you're someone who only knows how to hide and doesn't even dare to show your true face!"
After saying that, Maoshu ripped off the mysterious man's cloak.
Unfortunately, the person under the cloak wasn't the owner of the villa.
Instead, it was a mannequin with a megaphone attached to its head.
The villa owner's words were all pre-recorded.
Even now, after Shigeki has revealed his true colors, the loudspeaker still blares out...
"Everyone, you can't play games properly on an empty stomach. Please enjoy this sumptuous dinner first, and then the treasure hunt will truly begin!"
"hateful!"
Enraged, Shigeki punched the mannequin before returning to his seat.
"Uh, who on earth would do such a thing?"
Maoli, that simpleton, immediately raised a question.
"What, didn't Detective Mori carefully examine the invitation when he accepted it from a stranger?"
Miss Gunda tapped the dining table in front of her with her slender fingers, one tap at a time.
"The invitation clearly states, 'The phantom of the son abandoned by God.'"
“Generally speaking, a phantom refers to something that appears and disappears without a physical form,” Mogi said.
“The character ‘仔’ with the ‘人’ radical refers to a young animal, like the ‘puppy’ or ‘foal’ we often talk about,” said Senma Kazuyo.
“The so-called ‘beast abandoned by God’ in the New Testament refers to a goat that has not been blessed by God, that is, a young goat,” Daisho continued to explain.
“The English word for little goat is ‘kid’,” the white horse said, revealing the name of his nemesis.
"The one who invited us this time is actually that elusive guy?" Yue Shui chimed in.
"Uh, what are you all talking about?" Matsuda snorted irritably. "It's just Phantom Thief Kid, isn't it? Can't you just say it directly? Why do you have to play these mystical tricks!"
"And you, Koshimizu, you're a detective in the Metropolitan Police Department now. Stop acting like these detectives and trying to put on airs all day!"
"Yes, senior..." Yue Shui gave a dry laugh.
She only chimed in instinctively after seeing others speak.
Matsuda's reprimand of Koshimizu thoroughly offended the other detectives in the room.
"What, does Officer Matsuda have no interest in him? That guy who has never failed, whose methods are as dazzling as magic..." Chima Kazuyo said slowly.
"It's said that guy can constantly change his appearance and voice, manipulating the police at will,"
Miss Gunda looked at Matsuda's provocation.
"For us detectives, Phantom Thief Kid is a mouthwatering feast, but for you police officers..."
Da Shang chuckled twice, the meaning of which was self-evident.
“I’m telling you, don’t forget, I’m an officer from the First Investigation Division! The First Investigation Division only handles major criminal cases.”
Matsuda retorted irritably.
"As for petty theft, that's handled by the Second Investigation Division! Besides, if one of the detectives here were more capable, Kaito Kid wouldn't still be at large."
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Hakuba Saguru coughed innocently twice. It wasn't him who brought up the topic of the Metropolitan Police Department, so why did this guy have to drag him into it?
"So, it was Phantom Thief Kid who invited us to this villa?"
Mori said with a somewhat unnatural expression.
"It seems he invited us detectives and this police officer who looks down on him here to have an intellectual contest, with all the wealth he has stolen so far and our lives as the stakes."
Da Shang made a summary.
"He might be watching our every move from somewhere right now."
Gunfield glanced at the surrounding walls.
“Every corner of this place is equipped with surveillance cameras.”
Although everyone shared some information, none of the renowned detectives came up with anything.
Therefore, what they talked about were all things that everyone already knew.
Of course, in this kind of exchange of goods and services, it's okay to share some general news.
The core intelligence that they truly possessed was naturally not something anyone would easily reveal; everyone tacitly agreed to exchange it privately.
Kidd? Something feels off.