Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

In the quiet space, apart from the inaudible clinking of cups and cups, the only sound left was the auctioneer's gentle introduction.

Hearing this familiar word, not only Conan, but also all the detectives who had seen the eight golden words in the threatening letter fell into a kind of sudden and effortless confusion. In joy.

However, Conan, who was in shock and excitement, did not notice that the atmosphere among the guests also changed drastically with the appearance of Chitose Jade.

It didn't take long for the auctioneer to finish introducing the origin of the thousand-year-old jade and the value given to it by the years.

Just when Conan thought that the next process would be the same as before, he suddenly discovered that except for the light on the central circular platform, which was as bright as ever, the already dim light around him had dimmed several levels further.

Reaching an almost dark haze.

Under the cover of this kind of light, even if they are close at hand, it is difficult to distinguish the expression on the other person's face.

Karasuma Sonobu was holding the tea cup, his eyes gently swept over the thousand-year-old jade that could not see any preciousness under the light, and a trace of imperceptible sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Miyazawa's brows furrowed slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

How could it be possible? How could the last item on the lot be the Thousand-year-old Jade from the Hatoyama family?

For a moment, the expressions of countless guests who had dealt with the Hatoyama family changed.

The receptionist holding paper and pen quietly came to stand beside the guests and placed a piece of paper and pen in front of each guest.

The invited detectives, including Mouri Kogoro, were also given a piece of paper and pen by the receptionist.

But what was different from the rest of the guests was that their paper was printed with a pattern of tulips that faded from gold to black.

It was exactly the same as the pattern on the invitation letter they received.

The "swish" sound of the pen tip falling on the white cardboard was heard one after another. All the detectives understood that the paper and pen delivered to them came from the client behind the scenes.

The three-day commission was about to end, and the client behind the scenes, who had spent a huge commission deposit, began to seek a final answer from his client.

Looking at the latest news on his phone, Quichiro Iwazuki raised his hand and dropped a name on the paper.

Hakuba Tan and Hattori Heiji looked at the white paper in front of them, and after careful consideration, they picked up the pen.

Kuroba Kaito, who was disguised as Kudo Shinichi, wrote a string of words without thinking, and then handed the paper to the waiting receptionist with confidence.

Conan, who had returned from groping near the round platform, saw this scene and quickly tugged on Kuroba Kaito's trouser leg without caring about anything else.

Kuroba Kaito bowed down with a normal expression, then his pupils narrowed and he whispered:

"you sure?"

Conan nodded and handed over the micro communicator in his pocket.

Kuroba Kaito reached out to take it, then straightened up and straightened his suit, showed Kudo Shinichi's signature expression, and walked towards the round platform.

While racking his brains, Mouri Kogoro picked up a pen and wrote a bunch of words on the paper. After being reminded by the receptionist who was secretly timing the time, he took the pen and paper away without any explanation and turned around, then quietly wiped the area on his forehead. Sweat caused by nervousness.

Before he put his hand down, Mouri Kogoro noticed Kuroba Kaito's movements, and then quickly glanced at Conan next to Kuroba Kaito.

What is this kid planning to do?

Seeing Hakuba Tan and Hattori Heiji following him quietly, Mouri Kogoro thought for a moment, then turned and walked towards the stairs.

The auctioneer standing in the center of the round platform was quietly waiting for the bids from the guests. Yamato Nadeshiko's smile seemed to be welded to her face.

Not long after, a receptionist in kimono walked toward the round platform with his head lowered. He held a wooden tray in his hands, which clearly contained cards with the number of the successful bidder and the corresponding amount written on it.

"Ouch."

As soon as he reached a corner, the receptionist felt a force of impact on his leg and subconsciously exclaimed. Although he was not knocked down, the force holding the tray in his hand knocked him to the ground.

Then, the receptionist who heard the child's cry of pain hurriedly lowered his head and saw a cute little boy of seven or eight years old, wearing a small suit, bending his body and covering his head with his hands, and kept shouting in pain.

The very professional receptionist ignored the tray that was thrown to the ground and hurriedly coaxed:

"I'm really sorry, kid, what's wrong with you right now?"

After asking several questions, the little boy didn't respond. He kept holding his head and complaining that it hurt. The receptionist couldn't help but show a very obvious look of panic on his face.

Just when the colleagues near the receptionist noticed this scene and planned to come over to help, a slightly hasty footsteps came closer from far away.

"Sorry, sorry..."

The guest kept apologizing to the surrounding guests for his impolite behavior. After seeing the little boy, he showed an expression of relief on his face and shouted:

"Conan."

Conan, who was holding his head and crying out in pain, heard this voice and immediately raised his head. When he saw the person approaching slowly, he rushed towards him:

"Brother Shinichi."

Holding Conan in his arms, Kuroba Kaito said to the receptionist who secretly breathed a sigh of relief:

"Sorry, this kid caused you trouble."

The receptionist shook his head quickly, and then while telling Kuroba Kaito that he was also at fault, he picked up the jammed paper on the ground and put it into the tray with the faint light.

After a brief apology to each other, the receptionist said softly that he still had work to do. Kuroba Kaito ended the apology empathetically and watched the receptionist leave.

In order to better participate in the auction, the guests basically sat around the round table, so there were not many people around the corners.

Although many guests noticed the noises the receptionist and Conan had just made because of the quiet environment, they didn't pay much attention.

When the receptionist's footsteps went away, Hakuba Tan and Hattori Heiji, who were huddled behind a half-height screen embroidered with garden landscapes, walked out from behind the screen and picked up the cardboard that was exposed after Kuroba Kaito stepped back half a step.

After finishing his performance, Conan jumped down from Kuroba Kaito's arms, then turned on the night vision function of his glasses, and placed the card handed over by Hattori Heiji in front of his glasses.

After seeing the contents on the card clearly, he showed a knowing expression.

On the other side, the receptionist holding the tray ignorantly handed the jammed paper that had been replaced by Kuroba Kaito to the auctioneer's hands.

The guests who noticed this scene all turned their attention to the auctioneer. Karasuma Sonobu felt the rapid breathing beside him and raised his eyes to look at the auctioneer.

The auctioneer, who was being watched by everyone, picked up the card in the tray, but the big and Nadeshiko-like smile on his face froze when he saw the contents on the card.

The guests who were waiting for the auctioneer to announce the results waited for a while but did not see the auctioneer speak, and they all showed puzzled expressions.

At this time, a clear young voice reached the ears of the guests:

"Ms. Ueno, why don't you read it anymore? Is it too complicated?"

Ueno! ! !

After hearing this title, many guests who had originally focused on the auctioneer, regardless of who was speaking, immediately looked at the auctioneer who was wearing gorgeous purple furisode from top to bottom like a searchlight. Several laps.

The surname Ueno is not a common surname, and for the guests sitting here, when they mention Ueno, the first thing they think of is the one who ranks in the top five among the major neon families, but is extremely low-key and silent nowadays. Ueno.

Then there was Shotaro Ueno, who died of illness half a year ago.

Several guests who had met Shotaro Ueno took a closer look at the auctioneer's appearance and found that he had no resemblance to Shotaro Ueno, but rather resembled another person.

In the darkness, Miyazawa Yoshito looked at the auctioneer on the round platform, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Realizing that her identity was exposed, Ueno Eri did not explain too much, but raised her eyes to look at the source of the voice:

"who are you?"

"Kudo Shinichi, a detective."

As the footsteps stopped, Kuroba Kaito's figure appeared in the alternating light of light and dark. The bright light illuminated half of his tall figure, while the other half was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see his face. The look on the face.

"Compared to the simple answer we wrote on the card, I think you, as the client, would prefer to get a complete answer."

Hidden behind the back of Kaito Kuroba, Conan held up his voice changer tie and started his reasoning performance using his own voice as Kudo Shinichi.

"Let's start with the golden tulip..."

As Conan narrates, an unknown past event gradually begins to unfold.

Few people know that the Hatoyama family and the Ueno family, which have always been at odds with each other, will one day have such a dramatic event that the heirs of the two families will transform from bitter enemies to sympathetic best friends.

The two of them fought to the death on the surface and were constantly at odds with each other, but secretly they had the same interests and hobbies.

That is to study historical ancient buildings.

Later, as time progressed, each of them embarked on their own path with the support of their family forces.

But their friendship, like the Wuhe Co., Ltd. established behind the scenes by the two of them together with several other club members, has always existed and has become more and more deep-rooted as time goes by.

The golden tulip is the symbol of Gogo Co., Ltd. decided by the two to commemorate this friendship that can never be put on the surface.

When Kenya Hatoyama was defeated in the prime minister election and was suppressed by Miyazawa Yoshito to leave the political arena, and the family power behind him also declined due to the sudden scandal that year, the status of the Ueno family remained as stable as Mount Tai.

Therefore, no one would have thought that Kenya Hatoyama and Shotaro Ueno, who already had a huge disparity in status, would still maintain this friendship.

Moreover, after Kenya Hatoyama committed suicide, Shotaro Ueno secretly saved Kenya Hatoyama's youngest daughter in a fire, changed her name and appearance, and became an illegitimate daughter of the Ueno family that no one cared about. .

After hearing Conan finish talking about this past event, Ueno Eri, no, it should be called Hatoyama Eri, looked calm, did not refute or respond, but asked:

"So, have you found the murderer of Kenya Hatoyama and Shotaro Ueno?"

"of course."

A confident smile appeared on Conan's face.