"Sorry for the long wait. This happened a long time ago, and a lot of the information was cleared out when we moved to a new studio. Only this invitation letter, which Takahashi Sakai considered an honor, is still well preserved. I hope it can be of some help to you."

Tanaka Takayama handed the black invitation letter in his hand to Sugawa Gen, with some hesitation on his face.

She pursed her lips in confusion, but still spoke with some worry:

"But I think it's better for you not to go here."

Qichuan Yuan stroked the invitation letter with his fingers, and felt strange in his heart. He felt that the style of this invitation letter was particularly familiar. Hearing this, he asked: "Why?"

"I heard that there is something weird there. Qing Shui once told me that they spent a night there. At night, there were always strange musical instruments and children's laughter coming from the whole villa. It was a bit..."

Tanaka Takayama frowned strangely, and felt a chill down his spine: "It's like a haunted house."

That's all. Maybe someone is just playing tricks.

Conan was embarrassed, he tugged at Qichuan Yuan and took the invitation. But after seeing its appearance, Conan was stunned. The invitation was a black envelope with exquisite golden patterns on the edges, which looked very luxurious. However, he seemed to have seen this invitation somewhere before.

Morobushi Jingguang smiled and comforted the lady who suddenly trembled: "Maybe someone is just playing a prank."

"It's definitely not a prank," Tanaka Takayama sighed and shook his head seriously. "It is said that all the painters who participated in the study heard these strange noises, and this is not the most important thing. The most terrifying thing is that the walls or carpets of almost every room in the villa are stained with blood."

"There must have been a horrific murder there, and it doesn't look very safe now. So I think it's best for you not to go there rashly."

The exhibition staff suddenly knocked on the door and asked, "Ms. Tanaka, the matter has been resolved. Will the auction still go on?"

"Wait a moment, we'll be there soon."

Tanaka Takayama responded, turned around and said to the others apologetically:

"Sorry, I have to leave now. You can do whatever you want with this invitation. Just don't go near here, and be careful if you go."

Several people thanked him with a smile and watched Tanaka Takayama walk out of the room. They looked at each other and their faces became solemn.

Conan raised his chin thoughtfully and said in a deep voice: "Why has there never been any relevant information about the villa where the massacre took place in the news?"

"We either never noticed it or they never reported it."

Qichuan Yuan unconsciously covered his arms and leaned against the wall, ignoring the stabbing pain in his neck, and lowered his eyes indifferently, "Maybe they simply don't bother to report it or they don't dare to report it."

"It is impossible to ignore an event like this that is big enough to shock society. You know, the Japanese media is most reluctant to let go of any attention-grabbing, even if it is just a ridiculous and trivial matter." Ai Huihara crossed her arms over her chest, leaning against the wall like a copy of Sugawa Gen, and spoke vaguely:

“Unless someone doesn’t allow them to report.”

Conan smiled sarcastically: "And these people are very obvious."

Sugawa Gen chuckled with an ambiguous tone: "The only ones who have this kind of power are the politicians and businessmen who control Japan."

His eyes flickered between these three people who seemed to have entered some kind of no-man's land, and his brows furrowed in confusion.

Morofushi Kagemitsu: ..

It's no surprise that Qichuan knows these things, but why do these two little kids know so much about these things?

So the sudden maturity I felt from these two people just now wasn't just an illusion!?

"You guys..." Zhu Fu Jingguang asked hesitantly.

Oops! I got too carried away!

The two little kids were startled and laughed at the same time, showing a very innocent expression, and said with a smile:

"My brother taught me all this, bro!" "I learned this in Hawaii!"

Your acting is so poor. Anyone can tell there's something wrong with you.

Morofushi Jingguang: "..Well, are you going to this villa?"

There was still a timid smile in Qichuan Yuan's eyes. He glanced at the two very stiff boys with interest and nodded slowly: "Go, maybe you will find something."

If it was really my mother, she would have left some clues.

"Hey, I'm telling you little brats to stop running around, okay?"

Kogoro Mouri was really heartbroken as he watched with trepidation as the Sugawa Gen guy was hit in the arm and still went forward to chase the terrorist without knowing the danger. When he came to his senses, Xiaolan came running to him with an anxious look on her face and said that the two kids, Conan and Haibara Ai, were also missing. This made his already tense heart even more tied up, and he was shocked beyond words.

These trouble-making brats always rush to the front every time there is a case and never care about the feelings of those around them.

But these useless policemen from the Metropolitan Police Department could only stand by and watch. He could only stay in the gallery to help them deal with the kidnappers. After everything was over, he searched the entire exhibition with anger, but was finally informed that the three guys were hiding in the room. Kogoro Mouri really felt like a volcano erupting violently in his heart, and the rolling lava instantly ignited all the emotions he had accumulated that day.

He closed the door with a cold face. The air pressure was so low that it made people feel a little difficult to breathe.

“Do you know how worried others are?”

Oh no.

The three young boys felt a chill in their hearts. Uncle Maori had never been so serious before. This time they were indeed too reckless.

Morofushi Kagemitsu said in a gentle voice, with a tone of great surprise: "Is this the famous Mr. Maori Kogoro?"

Maori Kogoro frowned, and then he realized that there was another person in the room. He calmed down his anger, but his attitude was not warm at all: "Hello."

"I have heard of your great name for a long time. Seeing you today, I am sure you are worthy of your reputation!"

Morofushi Kagemitsu was very sincere, but there was also some apology on his face, which made Maori Kogoro's eyelids jump. As expected, the young man in front of him said with guilt:

"I'm so sorry that these two kids were following me just now and made you worry."

Kogoro Mori felt that he was very good-tempered for not exploding yet. He sighed deeply and helplessly let it go.

He looked tiredly at the three people standing in a row by the wall like they were being punished. When his eyes passed over the bloody arms and neck of Qichuan Yuan, he couldn't help but frowned: "You are just leaving it like this, don't you want your throat and arms anymore?"

Qichuan Yuan let go of his hand in a daze. He looked at the blood on his hand and realized belatedly why he felt the pain in his hand. He had completely forgotten about it.

He tugged at the sleeve that was sticky on his arm, and his thoughts wandered at an inappropriate time: he would be in trouble if Matsuda knew that his clothes were ruined like this.

The other three were also a little stunned. They looked at Qichuan Gen and noticed that his pink sweater was stained red with blood at some point. The color blended in so naturally that they couldn't recognize it at all.

"Tsk, Kogoro Mouri said irritably, and even had a bad impression of the only adult here.

It's okay for these three careless kids to forget, but how could adults be so careless?

He said coldly: "Go to the hospital."

"Oh, OK," Sugawa Gen nodded slowly. He looked at Morobushi Kagemitsu and said, "Then I'll leave the painting and my car to you. See you later."

“You still drive?”

"no problem."

Two completely different voices came out at the same time, and Maori Kogoro was really amused by him. He watched Sugawa Gen handed the key to Morobushi Kagemitsu in dismay, turned around and walked out of the room quickly, not forgetting to sneer:

"This is outrageous. You are an adult and yet you dare to drive a car and carry passengers. Are you afraid of your own safety?"

Gen Sagawa had no words to express his pain. He followed Kogoro Mori in silence, feeling his scalp tingling as he felt the sympathetic or gloating looks from the two little kids behind him.

How to explain that he has truly become an adult?

Conan happily watched Sugawa Gen suffer from depression, and suddenly remembered the kidnapping case:

"Uncle, has the kidnapper been caught?"

Maori Kogoro looked at him and said quietly, "I caught you. Otherwise, how could I have the time to come find you?"

"Ahahaha," Conan touched the back of his head awkwardly. His uncle was too angry today. "I saw them walk straight to the last painting. Did the kidnappers have a plan?"

"Well, Maori Kogoro was sending a message to Xiaolan, and replied absentmindedly, "The kidnappers were so scared that they confessed everything just after being caught. They were in cahoots with Takahashi Sakai. They wanted to use this auction to drive up the price of the work and then snatch the work away after the transaction was successful. It's just that the sudden chaos before the auction made them panic."

No wonder, it turns out they had no experience, no wonder they were stupid enough to use Sugawa Gen as a hostage.

Maori Kogoro put away his phone, looked at the black envelope in Conan's hand in confusion, and asked angrily: "Why did you take out the invitation letter?"

"No, this belongs to Mr. Takahashi..."

Conan was stunned halfway through his words, and finally realized why he felt that this invitation letter looked familiar. It was exactly the same as the invitation letter his uncle received this morning!

Maori Kogoro quickly opened the car door and stuffed the three people in the back, and said unhappily, "What is it? Kid, no matter what it is, don't just take it carelessly, okay?"

"knew--"

Conan carefully avoided Sugawa Gen and responded lazily.

But why did the invitation letter from so many years ago appear again?

He opened the envelope, and a simple yet very ostentatious crow outlined in golden lines came into view. Below were a few lines of incomprehensible words, exactly the same as the words in the letter his uncle received - "With love from Eos and Phoebe, Your Majesty the Most High Aglaia, Hecate is at your heels, awaiting your arrival at the Demon Encounter in your palace." Conan had not had time to read it in the morning, and was now lost in thought. There was no address, no content, so what exactly was implied behind these words?

Huiyuan pointed at the card and said, "Eos and Aglaia are the goddess of dawn and light in ancient Greece, and Hecate is the goddess of the underworld." "Phoebe, also known as Phoebe, is Saturn's ninth star, but if it is also understood as an ancient Greek figure, it is the goddess of the moon."

Conan thought thoughtfully, "He mentioned the place where the demons meet. Coincidentally, there are three goddesses that correspond to the dawn and midnight that correspond to the moment of the demons."

Qichuan Yuan frowned and pressed his throat, his voice hoarse: "But how can the moon and the underworld, which represent the night, be repeated?"

"Maybe we are wrong. Let's take another look. From the Goddess of Dawn and the Goddess of the Moon, to the Goddess of Radiance, followed by the Goddess of the Underworld. They will come to your palace, where the Goddess of Radiance encounters demons." Conan frowned. These sentences were so strange.

"Then the address mentioned in the invitation letter must be this Demon Palace. But is this the Demon Palace of the Goddess of Glory?"

Qichuan Yuan coughed lightly, his lips turned pale: "Opposition?"

Conan's eyes lit up. "Nyx! If we understand these goddesses as time periods, then Aglaia can be roughly regarded as the goddess of dawn. Her demonization is the opposite of Nyx, the goddess of night. Then the demonic time is the place of fusion, that is, dusk!"

"The place where demons meet, dusk, uncle, is there any place related to sunset or dusk?"

Maori Kogoro listened to the people talking about some inexplicable names with a headache, and his temples felt a dull pain. "Xiyang, how can I know if you just said that? But do you need to think so much about it? It's just an invitation letter, not a puzzle game. Isn't there an address on the back?"

Conan: "..That's why we need to decrypt it because there is nothing."

Maori Kogoro said nonchalantly, "Well, it's not a big deal, so you don't have to go. But it's really an exaggeration to go to such lengths to solve some weird mystery just because of this inexplicable invitation letter."

Conan denied it speechlessly: "No, uncle, did you forget the check for 2 million in the invitation letter?"

"Ah," Maori Kogoro took a breath and perked up a bit, "Let me think about it. As for the dusk, I do have a vague impression, but this memory is a long time ago."

"I remember there was a famous murder case at the Huangtun Villa a few years ago. Was it this place?"

Conan was stunned: "Very famous?"

But it was obvious that he had no impression of it at all.

"It's normal that you don't know about this. This incident was only known within the police force, and then it was suppressed."

The traffic light turned red, Maori Kogoro stopped the car and said:

"But what is being held in this place? This is such a weird invitation."

"Uncle, do you know how to get here?"

"I still have some impression of it, but this place is also named on the map, so just follow the map."

That should be the place. The details of the murder case match what Ms. Tanaka said.

Conan frowned, but how did Takahashi Sakai and the others know about this place?

Sugawa Gen patted his head and held the phone in front of Conan. On the screen was a conversation between Sugawa Gen and Morobushi Kagemitsu - [Sugawa: Please ask for the address on Ms. Tanaka's invitation letter]

[Kagemitsu: Wait a minute]

[Jingguang: A place called Huanghun Bekkan, where they were organized by the organizers]

[Jingguang: In a deep mountain forest, but this place can be found on the map]

[Qichuan: OK]

Conan: ..Okay.

The car started, then suddenly stopped. The three people in the back seat didn't brake and fell straight to the front seat. They raised their heads in confusion: "What happened?"

Kogoro Mouri had a strange expression on his face. He looked at the man covered in blood who fell within his sight and fell silent.

Is fraud so blatant now?