The atmosphere inside the twilight villa grew increasingly tense.
The detectives were wary of each other, their sharp eyes darting back and forth, trying to find the culprit hidden in the smallest details.
Yuzuru remained seated calmly in his chair, his expression serene, as if the chaos before him had nothing to do with him.
Ai leaned close to him and asked in a low voice, "When do we start looking for clues?"
The money-loving loli was already getting restless.
An entire villa filled with gold—that could buy so many of the designer handbags she'd been longing for!
The family's finances are entirely controlled by the older sister, and her allowance is an astronomical sum compared to other children.
But you can't buy many designer bags.
She wants someone to buy it for her, but she has no choice but to agree to their various perverse requests.
Each entry is a story of her blood and tears, and only in return did the private rooms on the 6th floor become half full, with the other half of the space still unfilled.
This time, she was determined to smuggle some gold.
The humiliated little girl sniffed, full of confidence.
Yu Sheng Nan smiled slightly and ruffled her hair: "No rush, let them make a fuss first. This game has only just begun. We just need to quietly observe how the situation changes."
Ai pouted, clearly dissatisfied with his answer, but didn't say anything more.
Meanwhile, Heiji Hattori and Conan had begun to discuss in hushed tones. Conan frowned and said in a low voice, "This dummy is obviously being remotely controlled, and the other party has been monitoring us. We must find the person hiding in the shadows as soon as possible."
Hattori Heiji nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone present: "The question is, who is most likely the manipulator? Ishihara Aki? Or someone else?"
Conan shook his head, his expression serious: "It's too early to draw conclusions, but Ishihara Aki is indeed somewhat suspicious. As a maid, she's been too calm and composed, and her attitude towards Hanyu Nan is really strange."
Just as the two were engrossed in their discussion, Harufumi Mogi suddenly shouted, "Everyone, we can't continue this endless cycle of mutual suspicion! Since someone is trying to make us kill each other, we must work together, unite as one, and find the real culprit!"
Kaito Kuroba's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately chimed in, "That's right! We're all renowned detectives, how can we be scared by such a small trick? Everyone calm down and analyze the clues carefully together!"
However, despite their earnest words, the atmosphere at the scene remained extremely tense.
After all, no one can truly know what the other is thinking.
What if there's a mole among them?
No matter how much they plan, they're just handing over valuable intelligence to the other side.
The most urgent task now is to find out who among them is the one with ill intentions; until then, none of them can trust the others completely.
Seeing that no one was willing to unite and work together to find the culprit, Mogi Harufumi frowned, snorted coldly, and walked out of the villa alone.
In fact, he is also unable to fully trust other people.
"Hey, Detective Mogi, where are you going?" Conan called out quickly upon seeing this.
Without turning his head, Mogi Harufumi said loudly, "Instead of endlessly discussing these useless things with you guys, I'd rather go and see for myself whether the murderer really blew up our car. If not, we can take this opportunity to go down the mountain and leave this hellhole as soon as possible."
Sitting idly by and waiting for death has never been his style.
Upon hearing this suggestion, the group looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then silently nodded, following suit.
Yuzuru held Ai's soft little hand and followed leisurely behind the crowd. Kazuha and Ran walked behind them, whispering to each other, "How strange, why is everyone checking if the car has been destroyed? Shouldn't they check if the suspension bridge has been destroyed first?"
Xiao Lan asked with a blank expression.
Kazuha nodded blankly in agreement, saying, "Yeah, yeah, even if the car wasn't destroyed, without the suspension bridge, no one can drive down the mountain."
"Could they have some considerations we haven't thought of?"
"Hmm... that should be it..."
Both innocent and carefree girls had a look of confusion on their faces.
But if you think about it a little, they are all famous and renowned detectives in the world, and they must have their own unique reasons for doing this.
So, the two of them suppressed their doubts and put on an expression of agreement.
Yuzuru, who was walking in front of the two, listened to Ran and Kazuha's conversation behind him and couldn't help but find it a little funny, so he gently shook his head.
These two girls don't drive.
They probably forgot that the suspension bridge is quite a distance from the Twilight Villa where they are now. The detectives thought that it would be best if they had a car, but if not, they would think of other solutions.
As I stepped out of the main gate, a light drizzle was still falling outside.
Fine rain fell in a flurry, adding a touch of haziness and desolation to the whole scene.
Kogoro Mori couldn't wait and rushed to the front, his steps quick as he hurried down the stairs.
As a result, he lost his footing and slipped on the wet, slippery steps.
Ouch!
With a gasp, Kogoro Mouri, who had tripped and fallen, ignored the pain and sat down awkwardly on the ground, his face full of sorrow, staring blankly at the group of cars burning in the rain in the distance.
"The car I rented..."
"My beloved Romeo and my high-class Porsche are all ruined."
"Looks like my Ferrari didn't escape the same fate either," Kuroba Chikage remarked, arms crossed, staring ahead.
Ai, standing next to Yuzuru, glanced sideways at the woman in the purple dress.
Keep pretending, then.
Is this your car? You're heartbroken here.
Ikumi Gunda herself hasn't said anything yet.
"Damn it, Nan's Porsche was also destroyed."
"I haven't had a chance to try it with Nan yet."
Ran, who came to the Twilight Villa with Kogoro Mouri, pouted and looked angrily at the Porsche 918 Spyder surrounded by flames in the distance.
The two girls' resentment towards the mastermind behind it all intensified.
How dare they damage their things! This is absolutely intolerable!
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