After saying this, she looked at Kogoro Mouri and advised: "Mr. Maori is better off letting children see the crime scene less. Children are still young and are still growing. If they see too many murder scenes, they will have the idea of ​​"killing is simple", and they will easily go on a wrong path in the future."

Kaito was a little embarrassed. You should know that the case was not followed by Kogoro Mouri, but by Conan. It was impossible to make Conan not contact the criminology scene. However, this did not prevent him from educating him in the name of Kogoro Mouri.

He punched Conan on the head, "Did you hear it? Little devil! Don't always want to run to the crime scene in the future!"

"Hiss~" Conan hugged his head, tears streaming in his eyes, looking cute and pitiful.

Detective Baima didn't care about this little episode, and took the words Conan didn't finish, "I think you would choose Miss Aki as a maid, because you saw this little move from the monitor. In this way, you can use the same method to kill her.

You will pretend to die and escape after killing Mr. Dashang, and create the illusion that you were killed by the murderer. This will inevitably put psychological pressure on us detectives and force us to interpret the code."

"And once we discover the treasure, you can silence everyone together, just like what the rich man Karasuma Renye did 40 years ago. I'm right, Sister Qianma."

Mogi Harushi looked at her, his eyes glowing coldly.

"Actually, this idea is not what I think. Da Shang himself probably didn't expect that the method he wanted to kill the maid was used on himself." Qianjian Jiang Dai smiled self-deprecatingly, "We used the name of the monster thief Kid to take the bait. We thought of framed Kid to Kid afterwards, but we didn't expect that none of you took the bait..."

"Okay, the reasoning ends here. Can you tell me what the code is? I've done so much, but it's just for this."

"Since that's the case, little detective, please go and uncover this secret code! We also want to see what Karasuma Renye's treasure is."

Conan nodded and climbed up to the fireplace. In the entire restaurant, there was only this clock in the restaurant. All the riddles pointed to this clock.

"Starting from zero, the hour hand turns left thirteen degrees, the minute turns left 12 degrees, and the second hand turns right 11 degrees..."

He turned the hour hand according to the clues in the code. In the public eye, the clock hanging on the wall suddenly fell, revealing the gold color hidden under the plain coat.

Shangchuan Shun picked up the clock and weighed it. The weight was 100% pure gold.

"Hey, your treasure." He put the clock on the dining table, and the irregular clock turned under his fingers. He looked at Qianma Jianai, waiting for her reaction.

Qianjianjian Dai understood what he meant, "This clock should be used as compensation for you! I can only give you this one now."

"Since that's the case..." Mitsuko Kamikawa looked at everyone present? "Does anyone want it? The higher the price will be."

Everyone: "..."

Kuaido wiped the sweat from his forehead?                                                                                                                          

"Since no one wants it, then sell it to me." Baima Tan observed the clock carefully. The clock was exquisitely made? A few kilograms of gold alone were valuable.

“How about $1 million?”

Conan looked at the White Horse in surprise. Is this the son of the police chief?

Really rich.

"Okay." One million US dollars? It's enough for him to buy several cars.

Qianjian Jiang Dai sighed, but the Golden House still did not show its true appearance. What he saw in the end? It was just such a gold nugget.

"Okay? Sister Qianjian, can you tell us the way to leave now?"

"This has been a lie to you from the beginning. I have decided to end my life here and have no way out."

"This..." Everyone looked at each other? How do they leave now?

The White Horse Detective smiled slightly? “Don’t worry, my Watson has already sent the letter.”

The sound of a helicopter came outside the villa, and the sky was covered with white belly.

Shangchuan looked out the window, and the whole night passed quietly.

A helicopter is coming from the horizon? Tamakawa Marina yawned.

"I said Hoshino, hasn't the Metropolitan Police Department received the information and sent a helicopter? Why are we still here?"

"That's different. Is the Metropolitan Police Department a Metropolitan Police Department? This villa is of great importance and must be in our hands."

Hoshino Shui was wearing a helmet? The sunglasses under the helmet covered most of his face. The villa in the morning light had faded away the gloomy aura, and the stones wrapped outside were slowly peeling off? Its true appearance was about to be revealed.

"Feng Jian? I'll leave it to you then."

"No problem." Fukumi Yu was also wearing a helmet? He sat upright in the passenger seat.

"Why... are there two helicopters?"

Everyone stood outside the villa, and Xiaolan, who was woken up, looked at the two hovering helicopters in confusion. One helicopter said the Metropolitan Police Department, and the other helicopter looked quite ordinary and had no signs.

"It seems that other people have called helicopters." The white horse probe combed the eagle on his shoulder and looked at Sukawa Shun.

Kurakawa Shin shook his head, saying that he didn't know.

Although there is no signal nearby, his cell phone can directly connect to the satellite phone. He called this helicopter to collect this other museum, so it is better not to have anything to do with him.

Two helicopters slowly fell, one of them got off the helicopter and a policeman in a police uniform waved to the white horse to detective.

"Let's go, let's leave first." Baima Talk picked up the clock at his feet and took the lead in the plane.

Conan looked at another helicopter curiously. Several people in the helicopter were wearing helmets and sunglasses, and they could not see their appearance clearly under heavy cover.

But he always felt that the people inside looked familiar.

Fukimi Yu also took off his helmet and walked out of the helicopter, took out his ID and negotiated with the police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department.

"The police took over here, you can go back directly now."

The police repeatedly confirmed the authenticity of the document several times before returning it to Feng Jianyu. It was really unexpected that the police were dispatched to the police.

"Where is the prisoner?"

"You take away the prisoner and follow the normal process."

The helicopter gradually took off, and Conan looked at the helicopter still staying there from a distance, and always felt that things were not that simple.
Chapter completed!