The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"From this angle, you can see the entire chessboard. It's so beautiful!"

"Yeah, you can see it here too!"

Although the reason for entering the house was to help the current owner solve the puzzle, the children obviously quickly forgot the instructions. One or two of them lay on the windowsill and shouted excitedly.

The castle deep in the forest, the intricate puzzles, and the castle that has fallen into disrepair due to a fire that has never been repaired...

Everything seemed like the beginning of a standard adventure story. These kids, who were already full of adventurous spirit, were completely captivated by this feeling, and their brain cells did not grow in this direction at all.

After observing for a while, Conan, who already had a general idea in his mind, took out his notebook and mobile phone, repeatedly took pictures of the chessboard below, and wrote and drew on the notebook. He quickly got into the state.

Tangze observed Conan's movements for a moment, then looked down through the window, looking at the other teammates scattered in the courtyard, still racking their brains to get information and understand the castle's environment. He couldn't help but feel sympathy for Conan.

Now in this entire castle, apart from the real and fake Mamiya family members who are almost going crazy, the only one who is seriously solving the mystery is this unlucky detective.

After recording the riddle, Conan lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, and his attention was indeed shifted to the structure of the house.

He turned his head to look at Ayumi Yoshida who was waving at him excitedly, looked at the overly wide gap between the two windows, looked at the wall separating the two rooms not far away from him, did a simple mental calculation, and quickly frowned.

"Well, the distance between the two windows on these two sides..."

He had always felt that there was something wrong with the layout of the house, and finally he couldn't hold back anymore. He tentatively stretched out his hand, wanting to pat and feel the overly solid isolation wall. As soon as his short hand touched the paint surface, he was held down by Tang Ze who was standing nearby.

"What, what happened?" Conan, who had been so engrossed in his work that he forgot that Joker was watching him closely, was slightly startled.

"Don't take pictures randomly." Tang Ze said softly, "The structure here is too complicated. If you get lost in it by accident, it will be difficult to find you if something happens."

Conan raised his eyebrows, and considering the curious children and the butler and servants who were watching from behind with a smile, he lowered his voice and asked, "Is there really a secret door and secret passage in this castle?"

"Yes, and there are quite a few." Tang Ze raised his hand and covered his eyelids. "It is worthy of being the castle where the exiled royal family once lived. It is quite dazzling."

When he said glaring, he meant it in the physical sense.

The ability of the third eye is now being played in strange ways by Tang Ze, but its purpose from the very beginning was to detect mechanisms and discover hidden switches and passages. It is a special kind of visual prompt.

Now, this nameless castle of the Mamiya family is a mixture of architectural secret rooms and special cognitive environment elements. As long as he opens the vision of his third eye, the whole castle will be like a bright and dazzling light bulb in his field of vision, which is really uncomfortable.

Although he has considered the situation of the castle and wondered if this might be a map with a special entry and exit mechanism like the world in P4, and even thought that this might be a good opportunity to mislead Conan or make him understand the nature of the Phantom Thieves a little, the castle's peculiar structure and formation reasons have not been investigated clearly after all, so he will not let Conan take this risk rashly.

What will happen to an ordinary person who has no power but breaks into that world? P4 has also shown this.

"'Dazzling'...?" Conan repeated this somewhat strange statement in confusion, and instinctively looked at the old light bulb on the wall.

Not only was it not glaring at all, the light was even a little dim, as the old light bulbs had begun to turn black.

"Yes, it's as dazzling as the sticky desire that is flowing here." Tang Ze said meaningfully, and before Conan continued to ask questions, he rushed forward and pulled back Kojima Genta, who was almost falling out of the window.

I don’t know if Joker is having a chuunibyou attack or is really hinting at something…

Conan looked at Joker who was seriously educating children not to be too naughty, and thought of a certain Phantom Thief who was also smooth-talking and spoke and acted in a B-king style. The corners of his mouth twitched.

"Sure enough, no one who doesn't have a bit of chuunibyou would become a phantom thief." Conan complained in a low voice.

"You don't seem to be doing any better, Mr. famous high school detective?" Huihara Ai, who followed Ayumi over here, took over the conversation at the right time, "You always say that the media is making up stories for you, but I read the reports about you, and if it's not to show off, I really can't find any reason for you to put on airs in front of the camera."

She believed that Kudo Shinichi became a detective not for fame and fortune, but for his self-pursuit of reasoning and uncovering the truth, but if this guy had the nerve to complain about Karasawa...

It's the same thing, you bunch of immature high school boys.

"I, I just happened to meet him, so I helped him, and that's why I didn't..."

"Oh, so the, uh, posing photo that the doctor showed me that day was also to leave a good impression in front of the public?"

"! How could he show that kind of thing to others? Forget it, forget it quickly!"

"Pfft."

The two fake elementary school students raised their heads at the same time, and what came into their eyes was a pretty face with bright and handsome features.

Haibara Ai's reaction was calm, but Conan's eyes suddenly widened.

"Ms. Shimabukuro...!"

Shimabukuro Kimie smiled and raised her finger, gesturing for silence.

"Hush. I don't mind catching up with you, but I can't do that now." Shimabukuro Kimie smiled peacefully. "The host here wants everyone to come for dinner, so I'm here to let you know."

The branch of Mamiya Kaka's clan living in the castle was obviously not particularly wealthy, but they were not so poor that they could not even prepare a sumptuous dinner to entertain guests. Even though there were suddenly more unfamiliar faces in the house than a football team, the Mamiya family's kitchen held on tenaciously.

Having said that, Mamiya Mitsuru, who had to use the extra-long dining table, sat below the main seat. Looking at the servants bringing dishes to the table like a stream, he still couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment.

"I didn't know there was a table at home that could seat so many people." Mamiya Mitsuru patted the long table and said dryly.

Not only were there guests, but there was a large table of guests including men, women, young and old.

His eyes drifted from the slightly stubbled face of Morobushi Keimitsu and the face of Matsuda Jinpei, who had not taken off his sunglasses until he reached the dining table. His lips moved a few times, but he finally suppressed his question.

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like he's just 20. Is he a member of the university's mystery club? Or do graduate students and doctoral students in your university have the time to join undergraduate clubs...

"We used to have quite a few guests at home." Before his stepfather could make an inappropriate comment, Mamiya Takato shook his head and explained, "Mom had several brothers and sisters. When I followed her back home when I was a child, our home would always be very lively... It's just that after Mom passed away, we didn't visit each other as much anymore."

Considering that Mamiya Mitsuru didn't know about these situations because he had been married to his mother not long and the accident happened before he could understand the situation of the Mamiya family, he spoke more tactfully, but his meaning was conveyed.

No matter what considerations they had in choosing to live here, the fact is that this is an old building where more than a dozen people died four years ago and has not yet been restored.

The people who choose to settle down here, except for the servants who work the same job no matter where they are for the salary, are all weird people with different thoughts. They are the ones that other people in the Mamiya family are unwilling to contact.

"Oh yes, I did hear them say that you two have been living here since the fire. Why?" Dr. Agasa put down the spoon and asked curiously.

Mrs. Mamiya, who died four years ago, lived abroad for so many years and must have had some property, otherwise she would not have found a suitable son-in-law before returning home and sent the wedding photos back home without asking for permission.

As soon as she died, her son and husband seemed not to be in a hurry at all. They just stayed in her mother's castle and refused to leave. There must be something strange about this matter, otherwise the servants in the castle would not talk about it so much that even guests like them who had just arrived for a day could find out about it.

"Well, I had already decided to live here for a few years after graduating from university. The scenery here is nice, and I want to continue painting here." explained Takato Mamiya.

"At first, I was concerned about my mother-in-law who hadn't seen my wife for a long time. She had been reunited but something unexpected happened and she suffered the pain of losing her daughter. So I stayed and wanted to take good care of her for a while. But after living here for a long time, I gradually fell in love with this place. This is where my wife grew up, and I want to get to know it well."

His attitude was very tender when he spoke, and his sighs and relieved calm emotions were just right, and he played the role of a middle-aged man who had finally managed to get his life back on track after the death of his wife very well.

However, some people obviously don't buy his tricks.

"Humph, you don't like my castle, you like the wealth hidden in the castle."

Sitting in the main seat far away, curled up in a wheelchair like a sculpture, Mamiya Masuyo suddenly spoke clearly when he heard this. His tone was sarcastic and his words were even more sharp and mean.

Everyone at the table couldn't help but look at her.

If the only guests today were the thick-skinned Dr. Agasa and the unsophisticated Boy Detectives, her words would not cause any emotion. At most, they would regard it as the result of a drastic change in temperament after losing a loved one. The Phantom Thieves are not really a group of innocent and stupid college students.

Even if she used the excuse that "she forgot her daughter was dead and was living in pain so her personality became paranoid and difficult to understand", these words were not what a mother should say.

"Grandma..." Mamiya Takato said helplessly, "There are still so many guests here..."

Mamiya Mitsuru was stagnant for a moment after being stabbed by his mother-in-law in public. He quickly adjusted himself and laughed twice: "Haha, indeed! It would be hypocritical to say that I don't care about my father-in-law's last words at all. That's why I have come to you all to solve this puzzle together."

"My daughter actually fell in love with a greedy guy like you. She was really deceived by you." Mamiya Masuyo snorted disrespectfully.

Seeing that a family war was about to break out again, Tang Ze cleared his throat, interrupting the somewhat tense atmosphere, and continued the previous topic with a natural expression: "Then it's not very kind of you to do that. Even if you really find some treasure, it has nothing to do with us passing tourists. You are trying to exchange a meal for a fortune for yourself."

This was because they had been dawdling in the castle to gather information, dragging out the time until around dinner time, and then a group of children came, and they couldn't just ignore them, otherwise Mamiya Mitsuru might be planning to take advantage of them for free.

"...No." Having his thoughts exposed, Mamiya Mitsuru hurriedly shook his head to deny, "My father-in-law's will did not distribute this 'treasure'. He said, 'I will give the treasure to the one who solves the mystery of the castle.' If you solve this problem, I will definitely offer you the due reward with both hands."

Look, this is the skill of speaking. He said "reward" instead of "treasure". The subtext is that no matter what this inheritance is, it has nothing to do with them who are passing by.

Even though he knew that this was not tangible wealth at all and would not lead to any property disputes, Tang Ze still rolled his eyes and wanted to say something to this guy.

He didn't say anything. As Tang Ze, he couldn't make any aggressive moves unless the opponent took the initiative to offend him. But his teammates obviously noticed his emotions and immediately went into a state of preparation.

"So, why don't you repair the burned tower?" Asai Narimi asked slowly after shaking the glass of wine he ordered for himself. "Since the old lady is already depressed because of this case and even her memory is confused and fuzzy, shouldn't you clean up the scene as soon as possible to prevent her from being reminded of the past?"

"Indeed." Shimabukuro Kimie, who was sitting upright, gracefully put down her knife and fork and continued with a smile, "The servants said that the tower has been sealed for several years. Not to mention maintenance, even the cleaning work has not been completed. Two years ago, a servant of the family entered the tower and disappeared and was found starved to death in the forest. They all rumored that the tower was cursed. This sounds completely contrary to filial piety."

Mamiya Mitsuru's face was completely frozen.

What else could it be? Of course it’s because he, as a son-in-law, doesn’t have the money.

"I know this is inappropriate, and I have tried to repair the tower." He looked away and said evasively, "But first of all, it is indeed very expensive, and the family's money is mainly in my mother's account, so I can't force the decision. Secondly, the architectural drawings of this castle were one of the research contents of my wife's father. Because he passed away early and my wife has not lived in the country for many years, we have not been able to find the blueprints yet. It is better not to repair it than to ruin the landscape here."

His reasons sounded plausible and barely justifiable, but half of the smart people at the table would definitely not be convinced by his words. They exchanged glances, and the look of "I'll just watch you talk nonsense" was almost written on their faces.

After listening to his teammates' chatter for a while, Tang Ze, who felt the food was very appetizing, swallowed the beef in his mouth. Then he turned his eyes and observed the large restaurant for a moment.

"Speaking of curses, I have heard of a story." He put the silver fork back into the porcelain plate and threw it with a crisp sound. "A rich man who couldn't find the answer to the castle puzzle invited various experts who he thought could solve the puzzle to his home. After failing to solve the puzzle, the rich man, who had run out of patience, killed everyone in the castle, as if he wanted to impress the heavens and get the answer he was looking for..."

As he said this, a flash of lightning appeared outside the window at the right moment, illuminating his eyes of a slightly strange color.

Everyone heard his last words clearly before the rumbling thunder came.

"If we don't survive tonight, then this story will be very similar, Mr. Mamiya."