Qishen fills the sky with boundless mana

My name is Saiki Kusuo, and I am a superhuman.

As you can see, I'm sitting in Kogoro Mori's car right now, going to a banquet with him.

As for why I sat in his car, it is actually very simple.

It was invited by Edogawa Conan.Of course, he also used his clumsy acting skills to speak up in front of Mao Li's father and daughter, and then at Mao Lilan's invitation, I got into Mo Li Kogoro's car as a matter of course.

In fact, I didn't care at all. Although I don't have any means of transportation, teleportation can still take me directly there.But this also saves me the energy to teleport and the heart to prevent being seen with superpowers.

Overall it's pretty good.

By the way, Kogoro Mori's "apprentice", Toru Amuro, came with him.

Toru Amuro and I sat in the back.

I can feel that Edogawa Conan is obviously wary of Amuro Toru, and seems to have locked the identity of the opponent Bourbon.

...?

There really is a wine name.

And Toru Amuro was also talking to me.

"Is Qi Mu's health okay?" Toru Amuro seemed very concerned about me, "Yesterday, you seemed to have a fever, which is still very serious."

"It's okay." That wasn't me either.

I must say that in the long time I have lived, I have never been sick except for a few times when I was invaded by an unknown virus on the ship.

In fact, it's not that I haven't been infected with the virus, but I can heat my body temperature instantly, and then kill the virus precisely.

Hay fever allergies don't count, so it can't be called a disease.

It seems a bit off topic.

Amuro Toru is indeed reluctant to give up, but I don't plan to pay him too much attention.

"Could it be an undercover agent from another agency? Why wasn't it on the previous list?"

...?

You seem to have revealed something very important to yourself just now, Toru Amuro.

But you are wrong, I have nothing to do with the organization you mentioned.

I took a look at the current location, the location of this meeting is really very remote.

Kogoro Moori drove from the downtown to the suburbs and passed a deserted bridge.Up to now, it has begun to climb the Panshan Highway.

Fortunately, the road here is not difficult to walk.

Not long after, we stopped in front of the villa.

Having seen countless "magnificent" buildings, I am now immune to such exaggerated villas.

There are already parked private cars outside the villa. Depending on the situation, there are many people who came earlier than us.

I checked the time, and it was almost evening.

The appointment at this time should have started with a dinner party.

I walked over with the Mori father and daughter, Edogawa Conan, and rang the doorbell.

It was an old woman who opened the door, and judging from her attire, she should be the hostess of the house.

"Welcome everyone, please come inside."

She welcomed us in and showed us our respective rooms.

We should be staying here tonight.

"The dinner party will start in one hour. Please take a break, and you can also stroll around in the courtyard. There will be someone specially assigned to invite guests."

The hostess is called Nagasawa Miju. From a sensory point of view, she looks like a classically educated woman, and she looks very elegant.

I didn't have any luggage with me, and I didn't intend to go out and wander.

The arrangement of the rooms is in the order of arriving at the villa. From the perspective of the internal structure of the rooms, there is no difference.

Rather, the rooms here are too tidy.

It's as tidy as a hotel.

I sat in the room and waited for a while, and after a while, it became lively outside.

Many of the more famous detectives invited this time knew each other.

For example, Hattori Heiji, who is now getting very close to Edogawa Conan.

Is the average age of today's detectives so low?

I counted six titular detectives in the house plus myself.

Except for Kogoro Mori, who is older—or more normal, the average age of the others is below 20, including Edogawa Conan and his friends.

just kidding.

After they met, they naturally greeted each other, and I knew their names.

Hattori Heiji, Hakuba Tan, and Amuro Toru who came together just now.

There are no more than six detectives at all times.

Supper was soon ready, and the maid of the house knocked at the door and bid us into the dining-room.

This family looks like a big family at first glance. I heard that the host is a famous mystery novelist. He will hold such a small banquet every few years.And every time there is a different theme, and different people are invited.

It is also true that he is rich and famous enough, otherwise it would not be easy to invite so many people.

Because the main seat has been vacant, we guests can't move chopsticks without authorization.

Baima Tan took out his pocket watch from his pocket to check the time, and then DISS a wave of his master's unpunctual behaviour.

You even brought a pocket watch.

And he should be the only one here who still has his eyebrows drawn, plus his language and behavior that has always been slightly exaggerated—are you a flower peacock?

I sighed.

To be honest, I don't think the hero will come out.

Because there is no male protagonist here.

Although I haven't visited other people's rooms, telepathy has never been a superpower that I can actively control.

A radius of 200 meters is enough to cover the entire villa, but since I came here, I haven't heard any voice from the hostess.

In other words, the reason why I can assert this is because there are no other men here except us outsiders.

This is very strange.

After waiting for a while, Nagasawa Meiju saw that her husband hadn't appeared yet, so she apologized and asked everyone to wait a while, while she went up to find someone by herself.

I'm a little curious where she's going to find someone who doesn't exist.

Or, is the male host a person like Rantang?

No, Rantang doesn't know how to write mystery novels, so...

"what--!"

The loud cry obviously came from Nagasawa Meiju.

Yay, there is always a bad feeling.

Everyone was detectives, so they immediately stood up when they heard the shout, rushing up regardless of the food on the table.

I was at the end, and used clairvoyance to see the situation above.

This is... a dead person?

I couldn't help but be stunned.

This is already the fifth incident I have encountered in three consecutive days, right?

what on earth is it?

I followed them up, and the host Nagasawa Masaichi was lying on the ground, the tall bookshelf was pressing on him, and the books on the bookshelf were scattered all over the floor.

At first glance, the male host seemed to have been accidentally smashed to death by a bookshelf.

But these detectives don't think so.

The site is very clean, and the bookshelves are usually placed in a very stable place, there is no reason why they would be accidentally smashed down like this

But looking at the key on the door, Nagasawa Meiju obviously took the key to open the door, that is to say, before that, the door was locked.

And it's a lock that can only be locked from the inside without a key.

The only key has been worn by Nagasawa Miju, so...

"Murder in a secret room." Several detectives came to this conclusion almost immediately.

That being said, I always feel something is wrong.

Suddenly, I heard a loud noise coming from outside, it was a loud roar.

Not just me, everyone heard it.

They hurriedly leaned against the nearest window and looked out.

From this room, you can see the position of the bridge in the distance.

The roar just now came from there.

The bridge collapsed.

That said, we're going to be stuck here for the time being.

In fact, it is not a big deal. As long as there is a rescue team on such a stretch of road, we can all be taken out in no time.

Ok?

I saw Conan Edogawa immediately took out his phone and tapped it a few times.

outside the circle.

no signal.

Yay, is this the Blizzard Villa mode? I didn't expect that I would encounter this mode one day.

Oh no, it's not the first time either.

The last time I was stranded on a small island was barely a one-off.

Of course, I have many ways to get out, I can directly repair the bridge, or I can directly use telepathy to call the police.

But in the current situation, it is redundant for me to do these things, and I will be seen through easily.

It's better not to underestimate these detectives too much.

Fortunately, the material storage in the villa is sufficient, or a bit too sufficient.

However, according to Miju Nagasawa, because the host often needs to retreat to write novels, the villa is often in a semi-isolated state, and such reserves are already the norm.

Several detectives have their own doubts, so most of them act separately.

I was also curious, so naturally I did a little research.

There are indeed some doubts.

First of all, it is certain that there is no murderer in this villa.

My telepathy can't lock on to anyone.

The lobby on the first floor was only recently installed with monitoring. After Nagasawa Meiju called out the surveillance, it was found that all the maids, including Nagasawa Meiju herself, had been under surveillance because they had to prepare dinner, and had no time to commit crimes at all.

In other words, the people who have time to commit crimes are the detectives who can visit the house freely.

Even Xiaolan who came here as a family member stayed in a monitored location for a long time.

By the way, the main reason for the so-called "time of committing the crime" is that Kogoro Mori met with the victim before the crime.

The location is on the second floor, and even said a few words.

But the strange thing about this incident is that although the suspects were identified, everyone had no motive for committing the crime.

Moreover, most of these detectives knew each other well, and they still had the most basic trust with each other.

Especially the four suspects brought here by Maori, including me.

Although, I know Kogoro Mori should not be lying, but I have never sensed the existence of anyone who might be the hero.

Could it be that this case is difficult even for a person with superpowers like me?