Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"Although you said before you came in that it is customary here for you to help guests carry their luggage to the bedroom, I think it would be better for me to carry it myself."

Kogoro Mouri raised his handbag a little, held his left hand in front of his chest, looked at Shimokasa Honami thoughtfully, his words full of sympathy.

"This is my duty, so please don't worry about it."

Shimokasa Honami shook her head gently, her right hand dropped to the right, her left hand stretched out to the left, and guided everyone to look at the tightly closed double iron doors far behind her, and introduced with a smile:

"The mask room I mentioned earlier is behind me, please come in."

"okay."

Seeing that Shimokasa Honami was trying to change the subject and reject his good intention, Mouri Kogoro nodded reluctantly and handed over the handbag properly.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi, Xiaolan and Princess Mira gathered on Kogoro's right, looking at the door of the Mask Hall curiously.

After a very short time.

Maori Kogoro stood outside the main door of the Mask Hall, pressed the door handles of the two doors with both hands, pushed the door open, stepped in, and walked forward three steps. He was surprised to find...

Many short glass display cases holding masks are scattered throughout the house.

Red curtains hung on the walls on both sides.

Farther ahead, another tightly closed double iron door opened slightly.

Matsudaira Mamoru stood at the door, pressed the door handle with both hands, pushed the door open completely, stepped in and looked at Maori Kogoro, calling out in surprise:

"Mr. Mori."

at the same time.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi, Xiaolan and Princess Mira gathered on the right side of Maori Kogoro, looking at Matsudaira Mamoru with some surprise, and as expected, they found...

Katagiri Masaki stood behind Matsudaira to the right and looked at Kogoro calmly.

Nagara Haruka stood behind Matsudaira on the left. She had long since taken off her black button-down coat and was wearing a light purple V-neck dress. On her jade neck she wore a small blue pearl necklace with a magatama-shaped emerald and an even looser small blue pearl necklace.

Nagara folded his hands in front of him, with light golden cloth rings bound around his arms, and looked at Kogoro gently.

Maori Kogoro looked at Matsudaira, Masaki, and Nagara, thought for a moment, then smiled and said with sudden enlightenment:

"I see. The Mask Hall connects the east and west sides of this mansion."

"As expected of a famous detective, you think the same as I do."

Matsudaira Mamoru held the back of his head with his right hand and laughed heartily.

Maori Kogoro put his hands in his pockets and said with a polite smile:

"Hahaha."

at the same time.

"Uh......"

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi stood side by side on the right side of Maori Kogoro, with their hands in their pockets, staring at Matsudaira Mamoru in silence, and in their hearts, they covered their faces with one hand and complained awkwardly:

"Mr. Matsudaira seems to think he's better than the famous detective...!"

After a short time.

People walked around the mask hall, some quickly and some slowly, carefully examining the various masks displayed in the glass showcases.

Nagara Haruka was walking along the side of a display case at a distance on the left front of the west door, with her right hand's four fingers together, and her index and middle fingers casually sweeping across the glass surface of the display case.

Katagiri Masanori stood beside another display case not far to the left and back of Haruka, leaning forward and looking down at the glass display stand on top of the display case that contained the black alien mask. He held his hips with his left hand and pinched his chin with his right hand, wondering where he had seen this mask before and said in surprise:

“Oh, this is it!”

the other side.

Xiaolan stood on the side of the display cabinet far in front of the right side of the east door, her body slightly leaning forward, her right hand clenched and hanging in front of her, with her left hand wrapped around her right hand.

She had gotten over the fear of ghosts invading her, and was curious about the mask, praising it sincerely:

"You've collected so many masks, that's amazing~"

"There are indeed a lot of them, but these masks are not good-looking."

Princess Mira stood on the left side of Xiaolan, leaning forward slightly, her left hand pressing on her left leg, her right hand clenched with her knuckles against her red lips, looking at the many strange-shaped masks with dislike.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi walked side by side at a distance behind Xiaolan on the right, wandering around to check if there were any hidden mechanisms in the mask room, and curiously discovered...

A display cabinet is placed next to the wall, with a bracket with grooves attached to the side.

The light blue remote control is placed vertically in the groove, with two closely spaced gray round buttons with opposite arrows drawn on them.

Dongfang Haoyue dragged Kudo Shinichi on the right to the side of the display case, grabbed the remote control with his left hand and hung it over his right shoulder, carefully observed it but to no avail, then turned to look at Shinichi who was also observing the remote control with his right arm towards the red curtain, and whispered with a strong desire for knowledge:

"Shinichi, what is this~?"

"Just press it and you'll know. Even if you trigger a mechanism, you can still use ninjutsu to save people."

Kudo Shinichi smiled confidently and decided to use the most effective method to solve the puzzle. He looked down at the remote control, reached out for the button on it without hesitation, pressed it with a little force, and the orange button light came on.

"Om..."

It was the mechanical sound of the red curtain opening from the middle to the left and right sides, revealing the wooden frame against the wall behind.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi heard the mechanical sound coming from the right, worried that it was a killing machine, so they turned around and looked at the wooden frame. They were slightly stunned and surprised to find...

White masks were placed in rows on the four levels of the wooden frame.

Xiaolan heard the noise and thought it was the curse of the mask. She was startled and grabbed Princess Mira's white wrist with her left hand and blocked her chest with her right hand. She nervously looked at the white mask following the mechanical sound and confirmed that it was not a ghost. She said with a confused look on her face:

"what's the situation......?"

During this period.

Princess Mira heard the mechanical sound and was about to take the defensive posture she had learned from watching TV recently, but Xiaolan grabbed her right wrist. She had no choice but to block her chest with her left hand. She looked carefully at the white masks in the direction of the sound, confirmed that they were ordinary, and blamed them for scaring her and complained:

"They are just some ordinary masks!"

Matsudaira Mamoru stood at a distance to the right of Kudo Shinichi, his body facing another display case, his right arm pointing towards the red curtain not far away, looking down at the many masks in the display case. Suddenly he heard a mechanical sound, and hurriedly looked towards the curtain that was opening at a constant speed, and subconsciously panicked:

"What, what's going on?"

Nagara Haruka stood not far in front of Matsudaira Mamoru's right, with her back to the curtain, her hands hanging at both sides, watching the curtain open with a calm mind.

At this moment.

The red curtain opened completely.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi stood there, calmly scanning the number of white masks, wondering:

“Why collect so many masks of the same style?

We even put curtains to cover them.”

Xiaolan still held Princess Mila's soft wrist with her left hand, and actively dragged her to the wooden stand not far to the left of Dongfang Haoyue. She clenched her right fist to cover her red lips, and calmed down to look at the white mask, and said in confusion:

"Why are there so many identical masks...?"

"Xiaolan, Ms. Sufang's hobby is really weird~"

Princess Mira no longer looked at the white mask. She clenched her left fist, supported her cheek with her knuckles, and looked at Xiaolan with a smile.

Xiaolan was startled, turned to look at Mira, and asked curiously:

“Mira isn’t afraid at all?

Although there are no ghosts, the number of masks is scary.”

“Not afraid at all~~~!”

Princess Mira thought that Dongfang Haoyue was in the same room with her, and if she was in danger, he would definitely sacrifice himself to save her. She spread her left hand in front of her chest, and a happy smile appeared on her pretty face.

Xiaolan didn't know why Mira was so happy, and smiled in confusion but happy for her, and responded:

“Is that so~”

During this period.

Maori Kogoro stood not far from the west door, his left arm facing the open door, his hands in his trouser pockets, no longer looking at the white mask, and turned to look at Katagiri Masanori on the right, wondering what he thought and asked:

"Why are these masks..."

Mouri Kogoro hasn't finished speaking yet.

An elderly woman was leaning against the door, wearing an open dark red coat and a black dress with a large ruby ​​inlaid on the chest. She had short silver hair that reached her neck and was wearing slightly dark lipstick.

She looked at Maori Kogoro, her left hand across her lower abdomen, her right hand hanging loosely on her right side, and she stated calmly:

"It's Shawbru's mask."

During this period.

A middle-aged woman stood not far behind the left of the elderly woman. She was wearing a light gray women's suit and trousers, large semi-circular frame glasses, and a small light blue rectangular crystal around her neck. She folded her hands in front of her and looked at Kogoro Mouri elegantly.

At this moment.

"what?"

Maori Kogoro subconsciously made a puzzled sound and turned to look at the elderly woman. He inferred her identity based on her attire, and quickly turned to look at her and confirmed in a friendly manner:

"Are you Ms. Sufang Hongzi?"

"Welcome to my humble abode."

Su Fang Hongzi smiled casually and walked into the door in a dignified and graceful manner.

The middle-aged woman stayed where she was, glancing at everyone in the room with flickering eyes.