Forty years ago at the Dusk Annex, in this villa that no longer had its owner, celebrities from all over the world held a meeting to commemorate Renya Karasuma, the head of the Karasuma family who passed away at the age of ninety-nine. But in fact, under the guise of this name, Renya Karasuma's collection was auctioned here.
Celebrities from all over the world gathered here, fiercely competing for more than 300 famous products. Because of the huge number, the entire auction is expected to last three days and three nights.
And on the night of the second day, two people who were soaked by the rain came here because they were lost, hoping to stay here until the rain stopped. As a reward, they took out something like cigarettes and handed them to the organizer and People present.
Soon no one cared about these two unexpected visitors. They were smoking cigarettes and auctioning their favorite items wantonly, getting more and more excited and crazy.
Some people completely lost their minds in the madness. They either dropped the hard-earned items and tried to rush out, or they stabbed themselves with sharp objects... In the end, all the guests started to snatch. They started bidding, and started killing each other with the famous knives and swords among them.
This is why they discovered as soon as they entered that the entire annex was filled with bloodstains.
"When the next morning came, there were only a few corpses and a dozen injured and unconscious guests left in the villa, while the two overnight travelers took all the treasures and fled without a trace."
After the story was told and the tea was poured, the maid still had a blank expression on her face, as if she hadn't heard the story.
Regardless of what others think of this story, Kuroki Jin who was sitting in his seat was already dumbfounded: How could he not know that this happened? Who else dares to auction Karasuma's collection here? Don't you know how to write the word "death"?
Oh, two people did die in the story, so that’s okay.
But it's still wrong. If the organization really evolved from Karasuma, then there is no reason that more than 300 collections would be left here waiting to be auctioned. And who is the organizer? Who owns the rights to these collections? How could so many people gather here secretly?
In the end, it was served in one pot.
So the story should be false...wait a minute!
Kuroki Ren thought of another possibility. What if this was a scene directed and performed by the organization? The organization uses the collectibles to lure people from the upper class, and then catches them all here, and finally takes away all the collections and the family properties of these people... The organization can definitely do this kind of thing!
Although the Karasuma Consortium was very powerful back then, it was by no means invincible. Unlike now, although there are no traces of the organization that ordinary people know about, its properties are spread all over the world, and the trading department's revenue is flowing every year.
Wouldn't the early stage of the trading department be the property of these people who come to auction collections?
The more Kuroki Jin thought about it, the more likely it became, until he heard the following treasure-hiding tips given by the dummy:
"The two travelers were in a hurry and looked up at the stars at night
The devil descended on the castle
The king took the treasure and fled.
The princess wept and poured down the Holy Grail, praying for God's mercy
The soldier was so angry that he killed himself with his sword, and the color of the earth changed."
Isn't this just a summary of the above story?
Kuroki Ren was dumbfounded for a moment, then shook his head.
No, it should be the other way around. The code below is true, and the story above is that gentleman...ah, bah, bah, bah, it was made up by the organizer.
For this group of people present.
"Don't you think this poem is very appropriate to describe what is going to happen next?"
He wants these people to kill each other for the treasure and the chance to get out. This also explains what happened to the pistol that Kuroki Jin found in the room.
"Then, when one of you makes a scream, our game will officially begin."
What just happened was poisonous——!
--How can it be.
Kuroki Ren glanced lightly at the black tea cup on the table. All the things just mentioned were made by Da Shang Zhu Shan, and the tableware on the dining table had been wiped by them before eating. As long as Mr. Da Shang didn't want to randomly kill people and poison a certain plate of food, then the food in your mouth would definitely be no problem.
Of course, Kuroki Jin would not do such a thing as handing over safety to others. He has a set of drug testing methods given to him by the organization, which are effective against most common poisons, plus the ones commonly used by people nowadays. He also checked for cyanide toxins to make sure there was nothing wrong with what was being imported.
So the field went cold for a few seconds. Seeing that there were no shouts, Motegi Haruhi stood up and sneered, "Pretending to be a ghost."
He glanced around, focusing on the detective who was a bit threatening to him. "I just went out and took a look. My wife... I mean everyone's car was blown up by a bomb, and it's still smoking."
Everyone who had known this outcome and had a safe meal decided to go out together to have a look. But at this moment, Motegi Harushi suddenly covered his neck, screamed in horror, and then fell to the ground.
"Motegi!" Gunda Ikumi, who was closest to him, stepped forward to help him. Unexpectedly, Motegi Haruhi did not fall at all.
"I lied to you." The cowboy detective smiled as if his plan had succeeded.
"You are really—" Gunda Ikumi, who was deceived, almost fell to the ground and snorted angrily.
Motegi Harushi just waved his hand and smiled, "I just saw that the atmosphere at the scene was too heavy, and I thought..."
Before he could finish his words, the real scream happened next to Kuroki Ren.
"Uhhhhhh-!"
The elder Zhu Shan covered his neck and fell down, with a look of disbelief in his eyes before he died.
How could it be - how could it be him who died! ! !
Dashang Zhushan fell down, and he didn't even understand how he died until he died.
He died, but he frightened Kuroki Ren next to him. Kuroki Ren, who was sitting at the top of Zhu Shanxia's throne, jumped up and looked at the corpse on the ground with an ugly expression. He wanted to put one hand into his mouth to induce vomiting and spit out the food.
At the critical moment, Senjian Yushiro stopped him, "Child, don't worry." She pulled Kuroki Jin's sleeve, "If the food is poisonous, Ogami, as a chef, will not want to commit suicide."
"At 22:35:17, the deceased, Zhu Shan, died of cyanide poisoning." At some point, Baima Tan, who was squatting next to the corpse, took out his pocket watch from his chest and accurately told the time.
"There is a bitter almond taste in the mouth, and the possibility of poisoning in the dishes has been initially ruled out."
Conan didn't know when he jumped over and glanced at the half-full black tea cup on the table.
"There is no poison in the black tea." Senjian Yoyo took out a ten-yuan coin from his wallet and put it into the black tea cup, but nothing happened.
"I didn't expect Kaitou Kidd to actually be able to kill people."
Ruomu Wenren scratched his head, showing a troubled expression.
