"The analysis is so wonderful..."
"I never expected that I would be carrying LUMINOL reagent with me. As expected of you, former prosecutor, Ms. Gunda Ikumi."
Gunda Ikumi smiled calmly and said respectfully: "It's my honor for you to praise me so much, Master."
The two exchanged commercial compliments, and then Detective White Horse continued: "The bloodstains here have quite a history. They should be from the tragedy 40 years ago."
"But unfortunately, neither the archives of the Police Headquarters nor the Criminal Research Laboratory of the White Horse Family have any information about this case. It is probably concealed by some big shot..."
"It might have something to do with the person who summoned us this time."
Baima gave a hint with his searching eyes, causing the eyes of several famous detectives to move slightly, each with their own thoughts.
"By the way, where is the host who invited us now?" Mouri Kogoro looked around and asked the doubts in most people's minds.
"This... in fact, I have never seen him before..." The maid's eyes were a little uneasy.
Qin Zhibo asked Hua Dian, "Then how did you know that we people are coming?"
"Actually, I got your list when I attended the interview, including that interview, which was really weird."
"Weird?" Mouri Kogoro asked suspiciously.
"Yes." The maid nodded, tilting her head 30° to enter the memory.
"Because the salary of this job is very good, the people who come to interview are very enthusiastic."
"But when I entered the interview room, I found that there was only a computer, an instruction sheet for the dinner and a list of guests to receive. There was no one in the room."
"I had no choice but to follow the computer's instructions and read through all the documents. Suddenly, a voice sounded and a word appeared on the screen, telling me that I had been admitted..."
The expressions on the detectives' faces were stern, and their eyes were complex and subtle.
The host of the banquet who refuses to show up in person, isn’t this the same as Agatha Christie’s famous novel “No One Survived”?
"Ha... This is quite interesting. I already feel a little eager to try it." The old lady Qianjian drooped her eyelids and made a sound like an old witch.
"Hmph, I am too... so excited." A strange smile appeared on the corner of Motegi Harushi's mouth.
Only Qin Zhibo walked up to the white horse holding the eagle and asked quietly: "Aren't you tired from holding it all the time?"
Detective Baima: "..." Why is this man's focus always so strange?
"Ahem, it's not easy..."
Baima Tan raised his arm, and the eagle flew upwards. This also gave Baima Tan the opportunity to relax his shoulders, which were already a little sore from holding them for a long time.
...
Next, everyone met in the activity room to pass the time before dinner was ready.
But before that, the new arrivals had to go to the bedroom upstairs to put their luggage and have a short period of free time.
"Mouri Kogoro" played by Kidd couldn't wait to approach Qin Zhibo and asked: "Detective, what do you think?"
"I opened my eyes to see..." Qin Zhibo simply replied.
Kidd: "..."
"I'm talking about this place. In fact, I wanted to come here to take a peek before, and I found some information..."
"The original owner of this place was called 'Karasuma Renya'. He was a super rich man at that time. He lived until the age of 99 before he died."
"Disappearing into this world together with this rich man were his countless possessions. It is rumored that his possessions should be hidden in this place."
"For this reason, this mansion has changed hands many times in the decades since Karasuma Renye's death. The most recent transaction was two years ago, when a mysterious person paid for the purchase of this place."
After listening to Kidd's information, Qin Zhibo felt a little emotional.
Why are these rich people so keen to build villas in such uninhabited forests? The Suzuki family, Karasuma, and the owners of a large number of "haunted houses" that he visited.
Too much money, are you a coquettish guy?
But then I thought about it, maybe even building a separate hotel in a place like this would only be a drop in the bucket of other people's family property, but it could show off one's noble status.
Unlike me, even to buy a small flat on the third floor, I still have to work hard to raise money.
I really don’t understand the world of rich people.
"Don't think about family property. It will definitely be inherited by future generations. It can't be something without an owner..."
"And don't you think there is a bug in this story? Now that the house has been auctioned, who is collecting the money?"
Kidd thought along this line of thinking, "That's right..."
Qin Zhibo continued: "After putting away the luggage, we will go separate ways and take a look around the mansion."
"I always feel like something bad is going to happen here..."
Kidd nodded, "That's okay, I'm just looking to see if there's anything I can steal."
Qin Zhibo's eyes were a little helpless, and he had just analyzed his feelings in vain.
Kidd showed a playful and even naughty smile with a "Mouri Kogoro" face, "After all, thieves don't make mistakes~"
Qin Zhibo: "..."
"Please don't make such an expression on Mori's face..."
"Why?"
"Too ooc..."
Kidd: "..."
The two took their luggage to the door of their respective rooms indicated by the maid, opened the door with the key, and pushed the door open to enter.
Qin Zhibo looked around. It was still clean. It could be seen that it had been cleaned in advance.
Putting the suitcase on the bed, there was actually nothing special inside, just a change of clothes.
After putting away the suitcase, Qin Zhibo was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly his heart shuddered again and he looked back at the ceiling.
In fact, since entering this annex, Qin Zhibo felt like he was being stared at by something. This feeling like a light on his back was very unpleasant.
Perhaps it was a certain ability developed by the original owner of the body, but Qin Zhibo was very sensitive to the sight conveyed from behind.
Suddenly, Qin Zhibo discovered a particularly protruding dot on the chandelier in the bedroom.
When I stepped on the bed, I saw that it turned out to be a miniature camera. It was a relatively advanced model and it looked like it had been installed by the current owner of this annex.
Is this one looking at me?
After getting out of bed, Qin Zhibo began to search for other cameras in other places in the room, but made other unexpected discoveries.
Under the pillow, a fully loaded automatic pistol was placed quietly.
this......
Qin Zhibo walked out of the room, and just then Kidd poked his head out of the next room.
"I found the pistol in my room."
"Me too, and there are miniature cameras installed in the room."
"Oh? Is there this? I didn't pay much attention..."
As a Phantom Thief, Kidd was a little ashamed that he didn't notice the camera.
Qin Zhibo didn't pay attention and continued his analysis: "It seems that all detectives probably have a gun in their room, but they didn't say it..."
Recalling the calm appearance of the other detectives chatting and laughing in the hall just now, Qin Zhibo secretly complained in his heart.
A bunch of drama queens...
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
