Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

"!"

The woman opened her eyes suddenly.

The former helmsman of the tavern, Igarashi Kazuki?

How come he is here?

What is he doing to Shen Shan Jing...

The woman narrowed her eyes.

No, we can't try any further.

He and Igarashi Ichiki are equally powerful, and it is possible that she will be noticed in the next second.

The tavern has always been a force that believes in vampires.

Fortunately, she never revealed too much information to her believers.

The power on the statue was also carefully removed.

The woman frowned.

There have been too many things going wrong recently.

Not to mention that the statue of God has been desecrated, but now no one knows where the 'grandson' that I worked so hard to raise has gone.

Plus, Igarashi noticed something...

It's really annoying.

The woman stretched out her hand and pricked the air, and Shen Shanjing, who was thousands of miles away, stopped breathing.

Looking at Shizuka Kamiyama who lost her breath and fell down without any warning, Igarashi Ichiki stood up and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

It seems that Fujiwara Maki has noticed it.

But it doesn't matter. Since he didn't notice Fujiwara Maki's gaze, the woman probably didn't dare to disturb him too much. She probably didn't see the red eyes of Shizuka Kamiyama when she was controlled.

Lord Kurokawa is not here either, and I have asked almost all the questions I need to ask.

It's time to go home.

……

Night fell and the stars hid behind thick clouds.

The street lights are dim, casting mottled light and shadows.

Although it was not a rainy night with no one paying attention, some familiar people gathered in the tavern called Black Widows.

Gin, Vermouth and Kurokawa Keisawa.

Gin frowned, looked at Kurokawa Keizawa who was drinking leisurely and asked: "So, how did the matter go?"

Kurokawa Keizawa shrugged and tilted his head towards Vermouth: "Don't ask me, go ask Vermouth, she did it."

Gin's frown deepened and his gaze turned to Vermouth.

Vermouth showed a lucky look: "Don't worry, you didn't make a mistake that time. This time it was just an impostor, and I got rid of him."

Gin snorted coldly: "Really."

He said he had been on the mission for so long, how could an accident happen?

Vermouth complained: "But Gin, why did you go to all that trouble to ask us to come here for something like this? Wouldn't it be better to just make a phone call and ask?"

"Of course this is not the only reason you were asked to come here. This is what Rum gave me."

Gin pulled a black envelope out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

"what is this?"

Vermouth curiously came forward and picked up the envelope: "It's a black envelope."

Kurokawa Keizawa also came over: "Dedicated to Lord Karasuma? What does it say?"

Vermouth opened the envelope and began to read.

"Dear successor of Karasuma Renya. I rented the Dusk House half a year ago and will hold a dinner party there in three days."

"Then I will reveal the secrets of the Twilight Mansion that have been hidden for forty years. I look forward to your arrival. Sender, the phantom of God's abandoned son."

Kurokawa Keizawa raised his eyebrows: "Uncover the secret of the Twilight Mansion? Are there any more secrets there?"

"Ah? Don't you know?" Vermouth took out a lighter, lit the letter and threw it into the ashtray.

"Ever since the incident that happened in the Twilight Mansion forty years ago, there have been rumors that the Twilight Mansion was sold in name, but in fact it had long been secretly acquired by the descendants of Karasuma Renya."

"And the reason why Karasuma Renya's descendants took the trouble to take back the house they had sold was because of the real treasure in the house and a secret that had been hidden for a century and a half."

Kurokawa Keizawa chuckled and lit a cigarette, "It's just taking back a piece of art. It's amazing that those idiots could think of this."

When the Dusk Pavilion was sold, he felt a little bit sorry about it. After all, the entire pavilion was carved out of gold.

Since he was not short of money anyway, he bought it back using the surname Wuhuan.

I didn't expect such a rumor would come out.

Made him want to laugh a little.

"More than these."

Gin snorted coldly and took out a cigarette and started smoking.

"Rum said that the person who rented the Twilight Pavilion seemed to have discovered some secrets from 40 years ago. Although the statute of limitations has long passed, we still need to silence him just in case."

Kurokawa Keizawa curled his lips: "It sounds interesting, I'll go take a look."

Vermouth looked at the two people who started smoking and her urge to smoke came up unconsciously.

She also took out a cigarette: "So? Who was invited to the party? Who is the host?"

Gin: “I don’t know.”

Belmode: "?"

I don’t know who they are, so who should I get rid of?

"That's easy." Kurokawa Keizawa blew out a smoke ring. "Kill all the people who came to the party together, then no one will know about this."

Kurokawa Keizawa raised his eyes and looked at Vermouth: "Do I need to teach you such a simple truth?"

Gin, who was about to speak, closed his mouth and nodded in agreement.

"You two are really vulgar. You don't understand aesthetics at all."

Vermouth shrugged nonchalantly and took out her phone: "Just in case anything goes wrong with you two, I'll be merciful and ask Rum for you."

"as you like."

Soon Vermouth received the message from Rum.

"Let me see. Chiken Kyoudai, Mogi Harushi, Okami Nozomi, Gunda Ikumi, Hakuba Tan, Mori Kogoro, Kou…"

Seeing the familiar name, Vermouth's leisurely mood suddenly fell.

Gin raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"

The smile on Kurokawa Keizawa's mouth grew wider, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes as he looked at Vermouth.

Vermouth pursed her lips and quickly regained her relaxed look: "Nothing, I just saw an unexpected name, Kudo Shinichi, didn't he die a long time ago? I guess he can't go to the banquet."

Gin put the cigarette into the ashtray: "That's convenient, now that it's solved, there's no need to waste time."

"Yes."

Vermouth nodded and turned her gaze to Kurokawa Keisawa, trying to ask her uncle to spare his life.

Although Kudo Shinichi cannot go, Kogoro Mori is on the invitation list after all.

The kid who likes adventure will definitely follow.

Isn’t that child the opponent that uncle wants to train?

It wouldn't be so easy for him to die in the Mansion of Dusk, right...?

But when her eyes met Kurokawa Keisawa's, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

My uncle's eyes were full of interest.

just like.

It was as if he was looking forward to the child's end.

Looking forward to the child dying in the dusk house.

The idea that he wouldn't care at all even if the opponent he trained died.

Vermouth clenched her fists.

It's ridiculous.

She is so stupid.

It's stupid to the extreme.

How could she have thought of asking her uncle to save the child's life?