Chapter 315 Humans Light Candles, Ghosts Blow Out Lamps



The group carefully made their way through the deep, dark passage, and finally reached the end of the passage without incident.

There was someone missing on the road without anyone noticing.

This is only possible because it's a world of science fiction; otherwise, it would really feel like a horror movie.

"There's no way out..."

"Did we take the wrong road?"

Natsumi Kosaka stood at the end of the passage, staring blankly and puzzled at the tightly closed door in front of her.

"That's impossible, there's only one way out." Officer Shiratori shone his flashlight carefully around the gate. "There must be some kind of mechanism..."

Under the illumination of the flashlight, the entire gate gradually came into clear view.

"The double-headed eagle, the symbol of the emperor."

Ai's voice suddenly rang out. She stared at the two-headed bird wearing a crown carved on the gate and introduced it to everyone in a calm tone.

In terms of knowledge, she knew far more than anyone else present.

Yuzuru gently patted Ai's proud little head. "Officer Shiratori, could you please shine your flashlight on the crown on the two-headed eagle's head?"

"good!"

Officer Shiratori responded and then adjusted the beam of his flashlight, aiming it at the crown.

With a series of clicking sounds as the mechanism turned, the seemingly solid ground began to slowly descend, revealing an entrance leading underground.

"I see, this crown is a combination of luminometers." Conan then realized this and looked back at Hanyu Nanasu, who was playing around with Ai Haibara, with a complicated expression.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, he had to acknowledge that Yuzuru's observational skills were indeed very strong, and he himself seemed to be slightly inferior in this regard.

After dodging the large hand on her head once again, Ai frowned and said, "Number One lab rat is watching you."

"Let them watch, why can't I stop this unlucky kid from watching? I'm not that domineering."

Yuzuru glanced at Conan and smiled indifferently.

Actually, as long as Conan doesn't deliberately try to get himself into trouble, he's not obligated to mess with Conan out of respect for Yukiko.

Anyway, this unlucky kid always gets himself into trouble, so there's no need to worry about not having anything entertaining to watch.

...

Following the mechanism, the group entered the tunnel and went underground.

The space here is very spacious, but it is unusually dark, making people feel somewhat oppressed.

Kogoro Mouri took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the candles around him one by one.

As the candlelight gradually illuminated the room, a magnificent coffin was revealed to everyone.

Its design is full of Western style, exquisite and luxurious.

"It has a Western-style design, but why is it made of wood?"

"That's Phoebe zhennan wood, the best material for coffins."

Yuzuru recognized the materials used to make the coffin.

The value of such a large piece of Phoebe zhennan wood is enough to buy the castle on top.

Conan rushed over and carefully examined the details of the coffin. "The craftsmanship of this coffin is quite exquisite. It seems the tomb owner was no ordinary person."

Then he noticed a huge lock on the coffin lid.

"Miss Xia Mei, that key!"

"Ah, oh." Natsumi Kosaka snapped out of her daze, quickly took out the key she had been keeping for a long time from her bag, and hurried to the coffin.

Yuzuru looked at the crowd bustling around the coffin, then thoughtfully glanced around.

He murmured, "This scene... why does it look so familiar?"

Humans light candles, ghosts blow them out.

Is the next step to open the coffin and raise the corpse?

As the key was inserted, the large lock on the coffin clicked open.

"May I open it, Miss Natsumi?"

“Okay…” Natsumi Kosaka nodded, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Kogoro Mouri took a deep breath and used all his strength to slowly push open the coffin lid.

The surrounding candle flames continued to burn steadily without changing color.

This proves that this is still the world of science fiction, not the bizarre world of tomb raiding.

Kogoro Mouri carefully examined the inside of the coffin.

Inside lay a skeleton, its bones tightly embracing a magnificent red egg.

"A corpse, an egg, Miss Xia Mei, is this your great-grandfather?"

“I think this must be my great-grandmother.” Natsumi Kosaka shook her head, her face full of sorrow and sadness. “The cemetery in Yokosuka only has my great-grandfather. I’ve always found it incredible. Maybe it’s because she was Russian, so she couldn’t be buried in the ancestral graveyard.”

"No, Miss Xia Mei, that's not the case."

Ignoring the puzzled looks from the crowd, Yuzuru walked to the coffin, looked at the skeleton inside, bowed slightly to show respect for the deceased, and then reached out to take out the Egg of Memories.

Regardless, respect for the deceased is paramount.

He held the Egg of Memories in his palm and turned to face Natsumi Kosaka and the others.

"This was actually a way for your great-grandfather, Mr. Xiyi, to protect your great-grandmother."

"Protect?" Natsumi Kosaka was puzzled.

“Yes, because your great-grandmother was not an ordinary Russian woman.” Yuzuru gazed at the magnificent Egg of Memory in his hand, his tone calm and firm, as if telling a distant story.

"Her true identity is Princess Maria, the third daughter of Tsar Nicholas II of Russia."

"What? How is this possible!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this astonishing news.

Kogoro Mori's eyes widened, and he stammered, "This is unbelievable! She's...she's a princess!"

"If that's the case, then it all makes sense..." Conan thoughtfully pushed up his glasses, his brain racing as he tried to connect all the clues.

“Excuse me, Mr. Yuzuru,” Sylph hesitated for a moment before asking, “Although this news is shocking, according to historical records at the time, all of Nicholas II’s descendants should have died in that revolution, right?”

As the Russian ambassador, this news was completely at odds with his historical knowledge.

Nicholas II should have been completely wiped out and his entire family was slaughtered.

Even Natsumi Kosaka found it hard to believe, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is...is that really true?"

Her eyes were filled with confusion.

"After the Russian Revolution broke out, the royal family was overthrown and Nicholas II and his family were killed. However, there were rumors that the youngest daughter, Princess Anastasia, survived and fled abroad to seek asylum. However, in reality, it was not Anastasia who actually survived, but Princess Maria."

As Yuu Nan spoke slowly, he gently opened the Egg of Memories in his hand.

It was completely empty, unlike the Egg of Memories in Sonoko's house.

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