The unscientific detective in Conan

"It seems that these should be those secret codes."

Fujino picked up the piece of paper and took a look: "Judging from the age, it's a long time ago, at least forty years, and the words on it should be steel plate printing. This kind of printing technology should be from a long time ago. It looks like The guy who invited us over told us lies, and the so-called auction should also be fake."

Motegi Harushi on the side shook his head: "It seems that guy wants us to crack the code above."

Conan nodded in agreement, lowered his head, and seemed to have discovered something again: "Ah, well, haven't you noticed, this piano seems to be wet! And there is the lady's luminol reagent underneath. "

"So, they should have been here before."

Motegi Harushi suddenly thought of something, and then shouted loudly: "Mustache, hurry up and turn off the lights!"

"oh!!"

Kuroba Kaito pretended to be stunned, and then quickly turned off the light.

Then, a text written in blood appeared in front of everyone: [I will definitely be killed by Karasuma Renye, but before that, I have mastered the final trump card to unlock the code...]

"The final ace?!"

Several people were slightly stunned.

At the same time, in the bathroom not far away.

"Miss Gunda?"

Xiaolan walked out of the bathroom stall, looked at Gunda Ikumi curiously, then looked around and asked curiously: "Where is Miss Ishihara?"

"She should be in the corridor."

Gunda Ikumi stood in front of the sink and washed off the anesthetic on her hands and answered.

"corridor?"

Xiaolan was confused.

Obviously there is no such link in Fujino-senpai's plan...

Just when she came to the corridor, she suddenly found that the maid had collapsed at the door of the bathroom.

"Miss Ishihara?! This..."

Little Lan suddenly felt surprised and cried out in surprise.

Obviously there is no such line in her script.

At this time, Gunda Ikumi suddenly appeared from behind Xiao Ran, took out a handkerchief and covered her face.

After a while, Xiaolan fainted.

Ikumi Gunda used a handkerchief to cover up Xiaolan, dragged the two of them to the bathroom stall, and pretended to suffocate them to death.

She put away the handkerchief, washed her hands, came out of the bathroom, put her hands around the chest of the evening dress, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "Humph... I didn't expect that guy to be worried that the acting skills of these two little girls were not enough." It’s so realistic that I actually played this episode of Mission: Impossible.”

"It's indeed you!"

Gunda Ikumi turned around and saw Hakuba Tan unexpectedly appear from behind, holding a pistol in his hand, and began to reason: "There is a bomb in the car, so the murderer will not risk his life to go there together, and the remaining The only ones who are guilty are Xiaolan, you, Fujino or someone from Ishihara... Now it seems that the murderer is You, right?"

Gunda Ikumi glanced slightly from the corner of her eye and said in a charming tone: "Oh, detective boy, that thing you are holding in your hand is very dangerous. I don't understand what you are talking about at all."

"Stop pretending……"

Baima narrowed his eyes and said, "This gun is placed under my pillow. Do you want to frame me as the real culprit in the end?"

"What a coincidence..."

Gunda Ikumi smiled, turned around slowly, revealed the pistol hidden in his palm, and shot Hakuba Tan's chest neatly.

"boom!"

With the sound of a gunshot, Baima Tan fell to the ground.

"Keke, it seems that we have the same idea. It's a pity..."

Gunda Ikumi smiled, turned around and quickly fled towards the central clock tower.

Immediately, Fujino and his team from the other side arrived quickly.

Fujino rushed forward and picked up the dead Hakuba, with blood still pouring from the corner of his mouth. He looked at it, his expression looked a little sad, and there was even a trace of tears in the corner of his eyes: "Old horse! Oh, old horse. ! Damn it! That woman!"

Kuroba Kaito, disguised as Mouri Kogoro, glanced at Fujino who looked like someone close to him had died, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Has this guy's acting skills always been this good?

He was speechless for a moment, and he continued walking according to the script. As if he heard something, he immediately rushed forward: "Who is there on the stairs!"

"Stop pretending."

After Mouri Kogoro left, Motegi Harushi, who was following him, suddenly took out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Fujino: "I'm afraid this was planned by you in advance, right? I've felt something wrong since I got here, you and Hakuba I know you, Mouri Kogoro has a good relationship with you... The only people who are being killed now are outsiders, and it’s obvious that the murderers are you!"

As he said that, he looked at Detective Hakuba who was lying on the ground beside him: "This boy must be the one you sent to kill Gunda's woman, and Mouri Kogoro must also have gone after Gunda, right?"

"Hmph, do you want to rake it down?"

Fujino narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Motegi Haruka: "You have a gun in your hand. If you ask me, you and Gunda are the same group. In the end, all the crimes were blamed on us."

"You're still talking hard even when you're about to die!"

Motegi Harushi shook his head, his tone a bit contemptuous: "Even if it's not what I thought, you must be a murderer, or someone who snoops on the so-called treasure and the way to leave here. If I look at it, you are definitely the Kaitou Kid." De disguised!"

"Then come and try it!"

Fujino suddenly got angry and pulled out a wooden knife from the suit behind him.

"It's this magic again!"

Motegi Harushi clicked his tongue and fired several shots, but Fujino skillfully dodged them all.

"Nani?!"

Just when he was surprised, Fujino seized the opportunity and picked up the wooden sword and hit Motegi Harushi's head hard.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Motegi Harushi fainted and fell to the ground.

Fujino covered his arm, and some blood seemed to flow out.

"boom!"

At this time, another gunshot was heard upstairs.

"These two hateful guys..."

Fujino stood up, picked up Motegi Harushi's gun, shot him, then picked up the wooden sword and chased after him.

"Kata!"

Gunda Ikumi raised his pistol and pointed the muzzle at Fujino, who had just entered the door: "It seems that there are only two of us left now."

"Yes, your accomplice is dead."

Fujino also cautiously held the wooden knife tightly and held the pistol in the other hand.

"It's useless to say anything now..."

Gunda Ikumi's face remained unchanged: "It seems that only one of us can survive. I'm very curious about what kind of treasure that is that can lead us to kill each other."

"hehe……"

Fujino sneered: "I was really looking forward to working with a beautiful and rich beauty like you, but it's a pity."

"snort……"

Gunda Ikumi also said meaningfully: "What a pity."

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two gunshots rang out, and blood poured out of the two men's bodies.

They fell to the ground almost simultaneously, and no one survived.

At the same time, in the secret room of the Dusk Pavilion.

Senjian Fangshi looked at the scene of killing each other on the surveillance screen with a confused look on his face.

After regaining her composure, she took a deep breath and sneered as if to ridicule: "Even after finding these detectives, we still can't solve the mystery..."

To be honest, she was not surprised that this group of detectives suddenly started killing each other. However, she was not surprised. After all, the original plan was for these detectives to kill each other.

But she didn't expect that such a sloppy plan by Da Shang Zhu Shan would actually succeed.