It's Reasonable to Have More Fake Identities in the Conan World, Right?

[Fake Identities + No CP + Pure Gray + Clones + Original Organization + Frail Buff + Doesn't follow original cases but follows the main plot]

A well-known piano composer from Blue Star...

Chapter 353 The Secret of Forty Years

Chapter 353 The Secret of Forty Years

"And it's not just one person's bloodstains, right, former prosecutor, Ms. Ikumi Gunda?"

Following the sound, everyone looked up at the stairs, where a brown-haired boy walked down with a smile on his face.

He faced the crowd and introduced himself, "My name is Hakuba Saguru, nice to meet you."

Kaito Kid disguised as Kogoro Mouri: ...

"This must be the son of the White Horse Police Commissioner, right?" Chizuru crouched down and whispered to Conan.

Conan glanced at Hakuba Saguru with curiosity.

"Speaking of which, why is this young man talking to this little brother?" Mogi Harufumi said, stroking his chin as he looked at Chizuru, glancing at the two of them.

Qianzhu picked up Conan with a smile, "Because this child has always been enthusiastic about detective games. Since he likes them, it's only right to nurture his interest."

“In that case, we must nurture him properly, starting from the basics, of course.” Mogi Harufumi looked as if he had just realized something, and then laughed jokingly.

With a smile that remained unchanged, Qianzhu calmly placed Conan back on the ground.

Suddenly a whistle rang out, and an eagle flew out from above the stairs and landed on Hakuba Saguru's arm.

"An eagle?" Ran Mouri exclaimed in surprise.

“It’s called Walterson. Perhaps because it often operates with me in the United States, it’s very sensitive to the smell of blood,” White Horse said, a slightly expectant smile playing on his lips. “But this trip back home was worthwhile. I actually managed to come to the scene of a tragedy that I’d only ever heard about in rumors. This means that the secret of the past forty years is about to be revealed.”

A secret for forty years?

Conan raised an eyebrow slightly, his interest immediately piqued.

Since it wasn't dinner time yet, everyone enjoyed themselves in the recreation room.

Harufumi Mogi and Saguru Hakuba are playing billiards, Kazuyo Senma and Kogoro Mori are playing chess, and Ikumi Yata and Chitake are playing cards.

When it was Qianzhu's turn to play, his gaze fell on the Jack of Spades in his hand. He placed the other cards on the table and uncovered the card that was stuck to the Jack of Spades.

"What's wrong?" Xiaolan turned her head to look over.

"There's another card stuck to it." Qianzhu calmly peeled off the two cards, revealing dried, dark red bloodstains on them.

"Ah!" Qianzhu didn't react, but Xiaolan, who was standing next to her, was startled.

"What's wrong, Xiaolan?"

Kogoro Mouri turned his head to look, and Hakuba Saguru and his two companions were also drawn to the scene.

“There’s blood on these…” Xiaolan murmured, pointing to the two cards on the table.

The group huddled together around the table, and Mogi Harufumi pondered for a moment before saying, "It's said that after that incident, everything in this villa has remained unchanged and has never been touched."

"So that means this room is also..."

After entering this 'haunted house', Xiaolan became easily suspicious, and a hint of fear appeared on her face.

Suddenly, the door behind her creaked open, startling her so much that she turned around abruptly. She only breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw that it was the maid who opened the door.

"I apologize for keeping you all waiting. Dinner is ready. Please proceed to the dining room, where the master is waiting for you." The maid bowed slightly and spoke with a smile.

As the group made their way to the restaurant, Qianzhu noticed that Xiaolan wasn't in good spirits, so she took out a lemon candy and handed it to her.