Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"Click, click."

It was the sound of continuous photographing.

Everyone looked to the far left following the sound and unexpectedly discovered...

A middle-aged man stood on the stone floor near the corner of the villa's outer wall. He was wearing an open dark green coat with a light blue hood, a white lining, and gray trousers. He wore a silver wedding ring on his left ring finger.

He held the black camera in both hands, hanging it in front of his eyes, and looked up slightly to film the villa.

In addition, a silver van was parked to the man's left with its trunk facing him.

Maori Kogoro stared at the mature face of the middle-aged man and recalled uncertainly:

"He is the photographer, Masanori Katagiri?"

Upon hearing this, Katagiri Masaki put down the camera slightly and turned to look at Xiaolan's family.

Xiaolan looked at Zhengji with some surprise, and recalled and confirmed:

"Is he the photographer who travels around the world and captures beautiful landscapes over and over again?"

at the same time.

Princess Mira withdrew her calm gaze from Katagiri Masaki, and leaned forward slightly to look at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi. She pressed Haoyue's soft shoulders with her right hand, covered her red lips with her left hand, and whispered everything:

"I haven't heard his name."

"Me neither~"

Dongfang Haoyue looked back at Princess Mira, his left hand spread out in front of his chest, his right hand still holding Kudo Shinichi, smiling warmly.

Shinichi put his right hand in his pocket and looked Masaki up and down without saying a word. He calmly wondered in his heart:

"Is he the criminal in this plot?"

“Swish, swish.”

It was the sound of brakes as a dark blue sedan and a green taxi drove into the courtyard one after another and stopped not far behind Princess Mira.

A tall man was sitting in the driver's seat of a dark blue car. He was wearing a yellow sweater with buttons on the collar and a dark blue lining. He had dark skin and was relatively young.

He turned off the car, pushed open the door, stepped out, closed the door, and turned to look at Xiaolan's family.

Maori Kogoro turned around and looked at the tall man, his left hand on the roof of the white car. After a little recollection, he was surprised to recognize his identity. He leaned back a little while holding his left fist at his waist, and made an enthusiastic judgment:

"Oh, you are the home run king, Mamoru Matsudaira!"

"what?"

Matsudaira Mamoru made a surprised sound, carefully observed Maori Kogoro's calm face, and called out with a happy smile:

"It's you, detective!"

at the same time.

Katagiri Masaki held the camera in his hand in a standard position, and walked to the right of Maori Kogoro with big strides, and greeted him in a friendly manner:

"Are you Mr. Maori Kogoro?"

"Yes, that's right, it's me."

Maori Kogoro put down his left hand, looked at Katagiri Masanori and confirmed in a friendly manner:

"Are you two also the guests who will be soliciting donations at the charity banquet next week?"

"Yes."

Katagiri Masaki smiled without thinking, and unexpectedly heard the sound of a taxi starting up. He turned around and looked at the taxi, and was surprised to find...

A charming woman was standing far behind Zhengji with her back to him. She was wearing a black button-down coat that reached her calves, black boots, a light blue scarf, and bright lipstick. Her black hair fell behind her thighs. She had fair skin and was beautiful. She was young.

There was a small teardrop mole on the lower left side of the woman's left eye. Her right hand hung down to the right side, and she was holding a large brown suitcase in her left hand. She watched the taxi turn around and leave the courtyard quietly, then turned to look at everyone, with her right hand resting on her collar.

When Xiaolan and her family heard the engine sound, they also turned to look at the taxi and discovered the enchanting woman.

Maori Kogoro saw the woman's fair face clearly, clenched his fists and hung them on his shoulders, and commented happily:

"Beautiful lady!!"

Xiaolan folded her hands in front of her, looked at the enchanting woman elegantly, and recalled the introduction:

"She is the fortune teller, Ms. Haruka Nagara."

at the same time.

Katagiri Masanori turned around and looked at Nagara Haruka, clenched his fists and waved them in front of his chest, and excitedly declared:

“She’s the tarot reader who often appears on TV and in magazines!!”

at the same time.

Princess Mira dropped her hands to her sides, and looked at Nagara Haruka curiously. She looked at Katagiri Masanori in surprise, thinking that he might like Nagara, and teased with a gossipy smile:

"You know that fortune teller so well~?"

"When I played baseball, I always chose my baseball gloves according to the lucky colors of Nagara's fortune-telling~"

Katagiri Masaki turned around and looked at Princess Mira, smiling innocently.

"what......"

Princess Mira realized that she had misunderstood Katagiri Masaki's feelings for Nagara Haruka. She covered her face with one hand to ease the embarrassment and responded with a polite smile:

"That's right."

at the same time.

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Katagiri Masanori in surprise, and guessed quietly in his heart:

"Did he get the home run title with the help of his lucky color~?"

Kudo Shinichi looked at Katagiri Masaki in silence, and denied it in confusion in his heart:

"No one becomes a home run king because of their lucky color."

The thought just fell.

Nagara Haruka walked gracefully to a place not far to the left of Katagiri Masanori, raised her head, looked deeply at the villa, and murmured mysteriously:

"This is it."

When everyone heard this, they looked at Nagara Haruka in confusion.

Princess Mira folded her hands in front of her and asked curiously:

"What's going on here?"

The voice just fell.

Xiaolan walked lightly to the right of Princess Mira, folded her hands in front of her, looked at Nagara Haruka politely, and curiously echoed Mira:

"Is there a problem here?"

"An ominous shadow hangs over this place."

Nagara Haruka looked at Xiaolan and Princess Mira, and realized belatedly that they were exactly the same. She was a little dazed and thought they were twins. She said in a cold tone:

"I feel like there's going to be a huge disaster here."

Having said this, Nagara Haruka reached into the left pocket of her shirt with her right hand, took out a tarot card with a picture of a ruined castle, and showed it to everyone to make it more convincing.

Maori Kogoro put his hands in his jacket pockets, looked at Nagara with a confused look on his face, and subconsciously complained:

"It's so unlucky."

at the same time.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi looked at Nagara Haruka calmly and thought in agreement:

"Her words may be superstitious, but she is not wrong... because we have already entered the plot and are likely to encounter disasters."

at the same time.

Katagiri Masanori withdrew his confused gaze from Nagara Haruka, turned to look at Maori Kogoro, and gave a calm suggestion:

"It's not appropriate for us to talk outside, so why don't we go inside and talk in detail?"

"That's true, but..."

Maori Kogoro nodded without comment, turned around, looked back and forth at the mahogany doors on both sides of the villa, and said in embarrassment:

"Which door should we go in through?

There are two entrances to this mansion.”

"Click."

It was the sound of the wooden door on the left side of the villa opening inward and unlocking.

An elegant girl was leaning against the door, wearing a purple dress, a maid-style white collar, a white apron, a white headband, and a pink scarf inlaid with small blue beads. Her brown hair fell on her shoulders, and her bangs tilted to the right, partially covering her eyebrows.

She folded her hands in front of her, walked slowly to the cement platform outside the door, turned around and looked at everyone, and greeted them softly:

"Welcome everyone."

"So the entrance is over there."

Kogoro Mouri suddenly realized and happily admired the cute face of the gentle girl.

Everyone turned around and looked at the girl with different emotions until the next second.

"Click."

It was the sound of the wooden door on the right side of the villa being unlocked and opened inward.

Everyone was slightly startled, and looked in surprise towards the red wooden door in the distance to the left front, their pupils shrank slightly, and they found something incredible...

A young girl was leaning against the door, casually showing the same face and clothes as Wen Ya. Her bangs tilted to the left, covering her eyebrows. She folded her hands in front of her and walked to the cement platform outside the door in the same pace as Wen Ya. She turned around and looked at everyone, and greeted them softly:

"Welcome everyone."

Dongfang Haoyue looked blankly at the young girl and then at the elegant girl, and smiled unconsciously. In his heart, he clenched his fists and waved them in front of his chest, and said excitedly:

"So cute, they are twins!!!

Except for the slightly different sound, everything else is exactly the same!!”

Kudo Shinichi looked at the young girl in surprise, and suddenly noticed Dongfang Haoyue smiling from the corner of his eye. He looked at her expressionlessly, and slightly tightened her white and tender little hand to show his presence. He snorted in jealousy in his heart:

"When you admire a cute girl, at least take a look at me."

Dongfang Haoyue felt the sense of urgency transmitted by the little hand in his mind, and quickly looked at Kudo Shinichi, and sincerely whispered:

"Shinichi is so cute too!"

“Ah, ah, yes.”

Kudo Shinichi looked at Dongfang Haoyue who was so straightforward, and his handsome face inevitably flushed with shyness. For a moment, he couldn't find reasonable words to respond.

Princess Mira openly listened to the conversation between Haoyue and Shinichi, her hands clasped together and hanging down at her sides, she looked at Shinichi with gritted teeth, and angrily scolded in her heart:

"Can't you avoid me when you're in love? I'm dying of jealousy!"

During this period.

Maori Kogoro looked back and forth between the young girl and the elegant girl in surprise, and asked in confusion:

"This, this is?"