Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"Luck, just good luck~"

Mamoru Matsudaira walked around the table to the left front of Aikawa Touya, with his back to the window, and carefully considered the route for his next shot.

Katagiri Masaki stood across the table from Matsudaira, his right hand in his trouser pocket, his left hand holding the cue upright at his waist, calmly examining the numerous billiard balls.

Minaho Shimokasa stood in front of a tall wooden table on the far right side of Masaki, holding a silver tray with three cups of water in both hands, and walked slowly towards the pool table.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi sat side by side on a large, low wooden chair far behind Katagiri Masaki, their bodies facing a low round table with chess sets and corresponding chessboards.

They put their hands on the edge of the table, took turns moving the chess pieces, and played against Xiaolan and Princess Mira, who were sitting on two wooden chairs side by side across the round table, working together in tacit understanding.

Xiaolan looked down at the overall layout on the chessboard, put her hands on her legs, and said firmly in her heart:

“Conan is indeed Shinichi, and he is so good at playing chess.

As for Haoyue...hahaha, he made several wrong moves, and there is still a lot of room for improvement~!"

When Xiaolan thought of this, a happy smile appeared on her fair face.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi were staring at the chessboard intently, thinking seriously about the next moves, and did not notice Xiaolan's sweet smile at all.

Princess Mira sat on Xiaolan's right, with her hands on her legs, staring intently at the overall layout of the chessboard, and secretly vowed in her heart:

"Even if I can't snatch Haoyue from Shinichi, I must at least beat him in chess!"

at the same time.

Shimokasa Honami walked at a distance behind Xiaolan, holding a silver tray with four cups of water in both hands, and walked slowly towards the round table.

Nagara Haruka sat on a low wooden chair near the corner, far to the right of Katagiri Masanori, with her left hand resting on her left leg, her right hand lightly holding a tarot card, and her elbow supporting the low round table in front of her, which was littered with red wine glasses and many tarot cards.

Nagara looked at Kogoro sitting across the round table with an elegant look, and predicted calmly:

"Mr. Maori, this is the best year for you to start a new business."

"Oh, start a new business!"

Kogoro Mori put his hands on his legs, his mature face slightly flushed with alcohol, and responded to Haruka Nagara with a little excitement.

Inaba Kazuyo stood in front of Kogoro's left, walked to his left side with a swaying figure, half-crouched, slightly turned to the right, held a red wine glass in his left hand and hung it over his left shoulder, while his right hand was loosely clenched in front of his chest, and he bumped his arm with his soft arm.

Inaba's face, which was stained with white makeup and slightly red with alcohol, looked at Kogoro with a smile and made a frivolous suggestion:

"In that case, how about Mr. Maori trying to be a singer in our company~?"

"what?"

Kogoro Maori made a surprised sound.

During this period.

Shimokasa Minaho and Shimokasa Honami carried the empty trays to a place not far in front of the fireplace, faced each other, and looked at the red classical clock on the left side of the top of the fireplace in tacit understanding. They confirmed that the current time was 23:30, then looked at each other with their heads raised and smiled mysteriously.

At this moment.

Inaba Kazuyo looked at Maori Kogoro without changing his posture, and imagined with a smile on his face:

"A song sung by a famous detective from the Heisei era will definitely be a big hit~!"

"Oh, then as you say, I will sing a song now!"

Kogoro Mouri stood up excitedly, closed his eyes, pressed his hips with his left hand, held the empty wine glass in his right hand and hung it to his lips as a microphone, about to sing.

"Please allow us to disturb your leisure time."

Shimokasa Minaho and Shimokasa Honami stood side by side in front of the wall far to the right behind Katagiri Masanori. They had already put the trays back on the other wooden tables, folded their hands in front of them, and looked at everyone gently.

Kogoro Mouri's singing was interrupted, his mentality collapsed, his body unstable and fell to the right rear, the back of his head hit the floor with a dull "bang!" sound.

Shimokasa Minaho and Shimokasa Honami were slightly stunned, looked at Kogoro in surprise, confirmed that he was not injured, looked at everyone casually, and explained with a polite smile:

"Everyone, the clock is about to reach midnight. According to convention, we will lock the two doors of the Mask Hall.

After the door is locked, there will be no more room for people to walk between the east and west sides of the villa. Please return to your rooms before locking the door."

"what?"

Maori Kogoro supported himself on the ground with one hand, and stood up as if nothing had happened. He leaned forward slightly, bent his knees, supported the round table with his left hand, and pressed the back of his head which was slightly painful with his right hand. He looked at Shimokasa Minaho and Shimokasa Honami with a depressed look, and complained while pretending to want to play for a while longer:

"You have to go back to your room so early."

Actually...

Maori Kogoro thought calmly:

"It seems that it won't take long to verify my guess."

The thought just fell.

"Two lovely sisters~~~!"

Dongfang Haoyue sat in her original position, with her left hand on her left leg, like a primary school student raising her right hand to answer the teacher's question. She looked at Shimogasa Minaho and Shimogasa Honami in a sweet way, and curiously inquired:

"Why lock the Mask Hall at midnight?"

at the same time.

Kudo Shinichi sat on the right side of Dongfang Haoyue, with his hands on his legs, looking at her stiffly, and muttered in confusion:

“Although I know that Haoyue’s mental age will increase as she gets smaller, and she may occasionally switch to the state of an innocent child unintentionally, this is too innocent…!”

at the same time.

Princess Mila placed her hands on the edge of the table, seemingly looking at Dongfang Haoyue calmly, but in fact she slammed the table in her heart, and said with extreme jealousy:

"Haoyue has never called me sister in such a sweet voice!!!

Wow, I'm so envious of Minaho and Honami!! "

Xiaolan held her small and delicate chin with both hands, looked at Dongfang Haoyue with great affinity, and thought with relief:

“After thinking that Conan was Shinichi who had shrunk, I also suspected that Haoyue was the one who had shrunk.

Although all the evidence shows that Haoyue is not the one who has shrunk, I am still worried that Haoyue is also the one who has shrunk, because... because..."

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, then faced her feelings frankly in her heart:

“Because I’m afraid that Shinichi likes Haoyue, who is very close to him.

But now it seems that Haoyue is indeed a child~"

Xiaolan thought about it and smiled happily.

Kudo Shinichi and Princess Mira were still looking at Dongfang Haoyue and did not notice Xiaolan's sweet smile.

Haoyue looked at Shimokasa Minaho and Shimokasa Honami without changing his posture. At the same time, he caught Xiaolan's smile from the corner of his eyes. He said in surprise and joy in his heart:

"Eh?

Xiaolan is looking at me with such a cute smile~?

Why~~~?"

Dongfang Haoyue thought about it for a moment, then clasped his hands together in his heart and clapped them to his chest. With a "pop!" sound, he confidently declared:

"I must be too cute!"

at the same time.

Shimokasa Honami looked at Dongfang Haoyue in a friendly manner and narrated softly:

"The cursed masks love to play pranks. They will come out to play without permission after midnight."

The voice just fell.

Shimokasa Minaho looked at Dongfang Haoyue in a friendly manner, and added in unison with Shimokasa Honami:

"So we have to lock the Mask Hall and prevent the cursed masks from escaping."

During this period.

Everyone stayed where they were, watching Shimokasa Minaho and Shimokasa Honami with varying emotions.

At this moment.

Matsudaira Mamoru nervously took a half step back, grabbed both sides of the club with both hands, blocked it diagonally in front of his chest, and denied it with suppressed fear:

"How could this happen..."

"It's true."

Shimogasa Minaho followed Shimogasa Honami and turned to look at Matsudaira Mamoru at the same time and with the same amplitude, describing her personal experience with great charm:

"After daybreak, the cursed mask occasionally leaned crookedly against the wooden frame."

The voice just fell.

Shimokasa Honami added with great charm:

"Or scattered on the ground, which has happened many times so far."

Without waiting for Matsudaira-no-Mori to respond, Shimokasa Minaho and Shimokasa Honami looked at everyone one by one and persuaded them with a smile:

"Because of this, please go back to your rooms and rest."

at the same time.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi calmed down a bit, looked at Shimokasa Minaho and Shimokasa Honami calmly, and thought carefully in their hearts:

“Are they just telling ghost stories?

No, not necessarily.

According to the development of the plot, the cursed mask occasionally leans crookedly against the wooden frame or scatters on the ground, which is mostly intentional by the criminal.

Because the criminal wanted to use those masks to accomplish certain things. If I am not mistaken, the criminal used the cursed masks to rehearse a special method of committing the crime.

In short, since the threatening letter mentioned that the cursed mask tonight sucks the blood of living people, then we must secretly protect Ms. Sufang, the suspected criminal and victim, tonight and do our best to prevent the tragedy from happening. "

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It was 0:04 in the morning and the night was quiet.

On the east side of the villa, on the second floor, is Xiaolan's family's spacious bedroom. The wooden door is closed, violent snowflakes are floating outside the closed glass window, and the clear moonlight barely passes through the window and illuminates the room.

Kogoro Mouri was lying on a soft big bed covered with white sheets, wearing a dark gray sweater, covered with a green quilt, and resting his head on a white pillow. His hands were tucked on both sides of his hips that were flat on the quilt, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

A taller bedside table is placed on the floor to the left of the big bed, holding an antique dark brown landline phone.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi were lying side by side on another large bed half a meter to the left of the large bed, wearing fluffy blue button-down pajamas and pajama pants, covered with a green quilt, and resting their heads on white pillows. Their hands were tucked under the quilt on both sides of their flat hips, pretending to be asleep perfectly.

Princess Mira was lying on the left side of Haoyue, wearing a light pink sweater to keep out the cold, covered with the same quilt as hers, and resting her head on another white pillow. Her tender arms and little hands were pressed against her arms and thighs respectively, and she was sleeping very soundly.

Xiaolan was lying on the right side of Kudo Shinichi, wearing an orange sweater, covered with the same quilt as him, and resting her head on another white pillow. Her tender arms and little hands were pressed against Shinichi's arms and thighs respectively, and she was sleeping peacefully and calmly.

suddenly!