Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Quack--"

Under the sound of crows flapping their wings, Gao Cheng followed the maid on the left into the east wing.

"In this mansion, if you don't follow the conventions, disasters will definitely happen afterwards...Because this is the mansion where the cursed mask lives..."

The words of the twin maids made Gao Cheng feel creepy, and he began to feel eerie when looking at the interior decoration of the villa, especially the masks hanging on the walls, which looked extraordinarily weird.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Teacher Su Fang has always had a hobby of collecting masks," the maid led everyone up the stairs, "I'm going to pack my luggage now, please wait in the mask hall for now."

"Hall of Masquerade?"

Next to the stairs on the second floor, after pushing open a door, what appeared in front of several people was the room connecting the east and west wings, just as Matsudaira Mori and others also entered the hall from the opposite side.

Nagara Haruka took off his coat and revealed a long purple dress, which looked a bit like a fortune-teller.

"I'm sorry, Detective Kido," Masaki Katagiri said with a smile to Takanogi, "I thought it was Mr. Mori's son, but I didn't expect you to be another famous detective, Takano Kido."

"It's nothing." Gao Cheng could only laugh dryly.

It seems that every time I have to be taken advantage of by this guy...

There are masks displayed everywhere in the hall of masks, ordinary ones and intrusive ones, it's like a museum of masks, the owner Su Fanghongzi here is really eccentric.

Just don't know what's going to happen this time.

None of the people present could see anything unusual, and the only clue was the threatening letter from "Cursed Mask".

Maybe a terrible murder is brewing in this weird villa...

"These are?" Conan didn't know what he encountered. The red curtains on both sides of the hall were pulled open, and hundreds of identical white masks were displayed in front of everyone. Everyone was shocked by the empty smiling faces.

"How come there are so many?"

"These are all Xiaobu's masks." A noble old lady appeared at the door, with silver-gray hair and a red shawl. Although her face was old, she still had a faint charm, and beside her was a short-haired man wearing glasses. woman.

"You are Ms. Su Fang Hongzi!" Uncle Mao Li recognized the person at a glance.

"Everyone is willing to come here, it's so splendid," the old woman walked up to the uncle with a bright smile, "What do you think? Is my favorite collection okay?"

"This……"

"These are the two hundred masks that are said to have been completed by the Spanish sculptor Chaubel Condrez before his death..."

The divination master Liangyao looked closely at the all-white masks on the wall: "Curse the mask?"

"Excuse me," the uncle said strangely, "what does the curse mask mean?"

"Because Schoble is a tragic sculptor. Although he is very talented, he fell into the trap set by his envious elder brother. His status, reputation and even property were all robbed of him. Since then, he seems to be in despair. It's like something is possessing me, constantly carving these masks."

Ms. Su Fang said in a ostentatious voice: "Just after he finished carving the 200th one, he ended his own life. The masks scattered around his body were all stained with blood, as if they were sucking his blood. Like blood..."

"It's not just that," Nagara Haruka said quietly, "Later, these masks were scattered into the hands of different people, and the people who held these masks seemed to be cursed, and most of them ended in tragedy."

"But Ms. Su Fang has collected so many masks." Gao Cheng scoffed at the legend, picked up a mask and looked at it casually, "Aren't you afraid that something might happen?"

The old woman laughed: "You don't have to worry about this, I have already asked a powerful psychic to seal all the curses of these masks."

"Spiritual medium?" Gao Cheng glanced at him.

There seem to be quite a few psychic mediums and exorcists and onmyojis in Conan's world. They are all scammers who really can't make it to the stage, but there are people like Su Fanghongzi who are willing to believe.

However, there are usually curse legends that are prone to accidents, because criminals also like to use curse legends and the like to cover up their crimes.

"Actually, in the real world, human evil thoughts are much more terrifying than curses," Gao Cheng turned to Uncle Mao Li and said, "Right, Uncle?"

"Ah," the uncle reacted, and took out the threatening letter from his arms, "To be honest, we were blocked by a tree on the way here, and this paper was ordered on that tree."

"This is……"

Several other people were surprised: "I also received the same letter."

"Me too."

"Our company also received a strange letter." A young man with yellow hair and sunglasses walked into the hall, holding an envelope in his hand.

"Fuyuya?" Su Fanghong reprimanded softly, "Why did you arrive so late?"

"I'm on a national tour, so don't worry about being a little late."

The young man with yellow hair didn't look around at all, and handed the envelope to Su Fang Hongzi with a chuckle: "The sender's name was not indicated on the letter, only the recipient was Teacher Su Fang, and the words were also very strange."

"This is deliberately written neatly to hide the handwriting."

After asking for permission, Uncle Maori opened the envelope and pulled out a threatening letter.

"Tonight, the cursed mask will suck blood... the messenger of the cursed mask?"

"Ah?" The uncle's expression changed, and he said cautiously, "Ms. Su Fang, I think we should call the police on this matter!"

"I don't think it's necessary to take it to heart," Su Fang Hongzi said nonchalantly, "Since I started doing charity work, I have never stopped sending threatening letters like this."

Gao Cheng looked at the threatening letter and said nothing.

Sometimes it's just so unreasonable. It's hard to say whether Uncle Maori or Conan is the plague god, but it's right to always be involved in incidents.

This Su Fang Hongzi thought too well.

...

After enjoying a luxurious dinner, there was another fine snow outside the house.

Uncle Mao Li was called to the room on the third floor by Su Fanghongzi alone.

"Mr. Maori, I would like to ask you to help investigate something."

"Would you like to find out who sent that letter?"

"No," Su Fang Hongzi said while holding a glass of wine, "Actually, I want you to help me investigate the car accident of Mrs. Katagiri's wife twenty years ago in detail, and I will give you 2 million after the incident is completed. What do you think?"

The uncle stood up abruptly: "Ah? 2 million?! I will go through fire and water!"

In the lobby of the villa, Gao Cheng stood by the window, watching the snow scene silently for a while, and his eyes swept across the crowd who gathered together and laughed.

In addition to their invited guests, there were Su Fang Hongzi and his secretary Inaba Kazuyo in the villa, and Aikawa Toya, a very popular rock singer in his company.

There is nothing wrong with these identities alone.

Su Fanghongzi started to engage in charity activities 15 years ago, and this time she also wants to hold a charity gala for children who lost their families in a car accident.

The original cause was that a good friend who took care of Su Fanghongzi ran away 20 years ago. Lanchuan Dongya was the son left behind by that good friend who committed suicide.

The car accident seems to have had a profound impact on Su Fanghongzi, who has been working to help orphans caused by the car accident become independent for more than ten years.

Gao Cheng agreed to participate in the charity party because he felt it would be beneficial to his own development.

In short, there is nothing worth killing about Su Fang Hongzi, and there is no inheritance dispute.

Could it be that Su Fanghongzi made up a play by herself?

It is of course a good thing for Hongyan Performing Arts Company to expand the influence of the hype around the cursed mask, and the charity gala a week later may also become more famous.

Thinking about it this way, the weird rules in the villa and Su Fanghongzi's strange behavior seemed to make sense.

"By the way, uncle," Gao Cheng walked towards Uncle Maori who was with Nagara Haruka, "Ms. Su Fang called you over alone just now, what's the matter?"

"No, no." The uncle said vigilantly.

"Really?" Gao Cheng looked suspicious.

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