Chapter 119: Death of Madam"Then what are you going to do?" Huihara turned the photo over and looked at the blank back. "There's nothing written on it, which means you can't find any information about him on the Internet... Well, this is quite consistent with the style of the organization." "We can only wait and see tomorrow." Conan was also a little helpless. Although he had a suspected target, it was already late and the guests who came to pay their respects would obviously not stay until now. but…… "If he really came to investigate Su Beixun's death, he obviously wouldn't just come for this day." Conan turned off the computer and jumped off the bench. He did not take more extreme actions today, firstly because he was caught secretly taking photos and was a little nervous and just wanted to leave quickly. Secondly, he was concerned about what Huiyuan said and was afraid that if he was discovered, it would implicate Ayumi and the others. But when he comes alone tomorrow, he won't have any worries. Conan decided to put the tracker and the monitor on him when he sees him tomorrow. He didn't tell Haibara this, but Haibara obviously saw through his plan at a glance. However, facing the unrepentant great detective, she was helpless.
"Haibara, Conan, what are you doing here?" At this time, the door was pushed open again. Ayumi poked her head out with a puzzled look on her face: "I noticed that you were not in the room, and I looked for you for a long time." "Oh, sorry, I dropped something here." Conan hid a stack of photos behind him: "What do you want?" Ayumi tilted her head and didn't ask further: "The maid said dinner is ready." "Yeah, I know." Conan laughed dryly, avoided Ayumi's sight, hid the photo in his clothes, and left with her. At the staircase on the second floor, Yuan Tai and his friends were already waiting there: "Really? You guys are so slow!" Conan apologized a few times and went downstairs among the noisy crowd. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "Wait a minute, do you smell blood?" Bloody smell? Jiang Shou froze for a moment. He remembered the faint blood seeping out of the gauze when he took off his coat in his room just now, and he moved back calmly. He didn't want to hide this matter, but after he came back yesterday, his grandfather died, his father was injured, and his mother had to take care of things here all the time, and he didn't want to make his family worry anymore. The experiences of these days have changed his previously spoiled and willful character, but there is a tendency for him to go to another extreme. Yuan Tai sniffed the air hard and drooled, "No, I only smell the aroma of food!" Conan's forehead was full of black lines, but when he sniffed again, the faint smell had been covered by the strong fragrance coming from downstairs. He could only frown and let it go. When we got to the first floor, the food had already been served on the table.
Mitsuhiko looked at the dazzling array of food and expensive ingredients and couldn't wait to grab the cutlery: "Wow! It looks delicious!" Yuan Tai put a piece of meat in his mouth and said vaguely: "It's a pity that there is no eel rice here, otherwise it would be perfect!" Mitsuhiko rolled his eyes and was about to complain when the maid next to him suddenly laughed and said, "So kids like to eat eel rice... I get it." She turned and walked into the kitchen, and came back with a bowl of eel rice ten minutes later. She placed the plate in front of Yuan Tai, bowed slightly and said, "If you guys want anything else to eat, you can tell me." "No need to trouble you!" Conan waved his hands quickly. He glared at Yuanta who only cared about eating, and thanked him on his behalf. Jiang Shouhuang looked at the empty main seat and asked, "Sister Lingzi, isn't my mother coming back to eat?" "Don't worry, young master. I will deliver dinner to the mourning hall later." Jiang Shouhuang nodded and stopped talking. Dinner ended quickly. Genta touched his belly and suggested going to Jiang Shouxiang's room to play video games. Conan had nothing to do so he followed them. Instead, Huibara yawned and went back to her room to sleep. After taking a hot shower, her sleepy brain briefly woke up. Huibara opened the door and prepared to go downstairs to ask if there was any coffee. Drinking a cup of black coffee before going to bed, although it goes against common sense, Huihara has developed it into a habit. Just as she turned the corner, she suddenly bumped into someone! Because of his low center of gravity, Huiyuan only staggered a few steps, but the maid on the other side fell to the ground. But she immediately looked at Huiyuan with concern and asked anxiously, "Little boy, are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine." Huibara stepped forward and helped the other person up. As soon as the maid stood up, she suddenly covered her left leg, leaned sideways to support herself against the wall, and after moving it a little, she grimaced: "Oh no! It looks like I sprained it." "I'm so sorry! I was so careless!" Huiyuan felt a little guilty: "Is it serious? Let me help you to rest." "Wait a moment, I need to go back and ask other maids to bring some drinks to my wife... It was originally my job, but now I have to trouble others." But as soon as the maid finished speaking, Huiyuan immediately said, "Let me go!" "No, no!" The maid refused subconsciously, but seeing Huibara's guilty expression, she changed the subject: "...Well, I'll put them on the table downstairs. Please, little friend." Huihara nodded, helped the maid to a room, and then went downstairs. On the table where they had just eaten was a white porcelain tray. On the tray was a pot of tea steaming, and next to it was a small cup. Huihara picked up the tray and walked out the door. The lights outside were bright, and she walked towards the mourning hall with relaxed steps.
There were much fewer people at Jiang Shou’s house at night than during the day, and there was no one in sight along the way. But Huiyuan didn't know... Right behind her, in the unlit shadow! A gray head popped out from behind the tree trunk! ——It’s Kenzo Masuyama! The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the little girl's back, his face changing from gloomy to happy. His code name is Pisco, and he is also a core member of the winery. He has retired from the front line due to old age, so he is occasionally free when the organization is collectively tracking down Noah's Ark. Today, he came here at Gin's request to investigate the death of Su Beixun and the whereabouts of Cohen and Chianti. But he didn't expect that there was no progress in the business, but during the memorial service, he unexpectedly saw a familiar girl with brown hair! Is that Shirley? Kenzo Masuyama wasn't sure. Although he had seen Shirley's childhood appearance before, she has grown up now and should not still look like this! But the appearance and temperament were too similar, and after the memorial service, Kenzo Masuyama couldn't help himself and secretly stayed. [Damn it! Let me take a closer look at your face! ] Kenzo Masuyama was very puzzled. He originally wanted to sneak into the room late at night, but unexpectedly he saw the other person coming out by himself. But now that Huibara was walking in front, he had no way of confirming it again and could only follow behind carefully. suddenly! Kenzo Masuyama suddenly held his breath, squatted down and did not move. Huihara in front looked around but didn't find anything unusual. Is it an illusion? Huihara frowned and ignored the vague feeling of being watched, but still silently quickened her pace. The mourning hall arrived soon. All the lights near it were extinguished as per custom, with only a dozen candles surrounding it. The candle flame flickered, but it could not illuminate the dark curtains around it. The light and darkness were clearly disconnected from the surroundings, making it look a little hazy and weird. "Aunt Chunxia!" Huiyuan shouted. But the mourning hall was still quiet. She walked in with a frown on her face.
But as soon as I stepped through the door, I was shocked! On the cold ground, Junka Ogura was lying there soundlessly with blood all over her head! "Aunt Chun...Aunt Chun Xia!" Huiyuan quickly put the tray aside and rushed over. But fortunately... When she put her fingers under her nose, she felt the distinct breath. Huihara breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Junxia Ogura seemed to have heard the noise and opened her eyes in a daze. "What's going on? My head... hurts so much..." "Aunt Junxia!" Huiyuan quickly helped her up: "What happened? Who attacked you?" Ogura Junxia covered her head and stammered for a long time without being able to speak. Concussion? Huihara thought something was wrong and took out his cell phone to call an ambulance and the police. But suddenly! She found herself shrouded in a cold shadow! The organization's radar was activated instantly! Huiyuan's pupils shrank into pinholes, and she slowly turned her head... In the orange candlelight, there was a hideous face smiling silently! …… "you are dead!" Yuan Tai held up the game handle and cheered: "Conan, after all this time you still haven't made any progress!" Conan looked unconvinced, but he had no choice but to hand the handle to Mitsuhiko who was waiting nearby. He shouldn't have played this crappy game today! It's been two hours and I still can't win a single game! He looked at Jiang Shouhuang who was sitting on the bed: "Xiao Huang, come along too!" "No need." Jiang Shouhuang shook his head: "I just want to watch you guys play." He was in no mood for fun right now. Conan raised an eyebrow and walked over to sit next to Jiang Shouxiang. The little fat boy felt a little uncomfortable: "…What's wrong?" He was a little afraid that the other party would continue to ask him how he came back. But Conan just smiled at him: "I want to tell you that any unhappiness will be much better as long as there is someone to accompany you." There was silence for a moment. Jiang Shouhuang whispered: "...Thank you." Conan nodded, and was just about to strike while the iron was hot to deepen their trust, when there was a sudden knock on the door of the room! "excuse me!"
The maid pushed the door open and looked around the room. "Excuse me... have you seen the child named Xiao Ai?" Grayhara? Conan frowned: "Isn't she in the room?" "No." The maid said, "I just asked her to go to the funeral hall to bring some tea to the lady, but half an hour has passed and I haven't seen her come back! I thought she came here to play with you..." She said, turning to leave: "I'll go to the funeral hall to take a look." Conan immediately ran after him: "Wait for me, I'm going too!" "Eh? Conan!" The members of the Junior Detective Team looked at each other and shouted, "Wait for us!" Even Jiang Shouhuang followed subconsciously. The maid has rested for so long that her sprain has almost healed. The few of them trotted along like this and soon arrived at the mourning hall. "This place... is so spooky!" Amid the rustling sound of leaves in the wind, Ayumi swallowed and hugged Conan's arms tightly. Upon seeing this, Mitsuhiko straightened his chest and said, "Don't be afraid, Ayumi. I will definitely protect you!" But what discouraged him was that Ayumi didn't even look back at him. Step through the gate. The maid immediately pointed her finger at the ground beside her and said, "I asked that kid to bring the tea!" Conan squatted down to check: "There is no sign of it being used!" He stood up and looked at the empty mourning hall, a trace of gloom appearing between his brows. It is known that members of the organization appeared here during the day, and now Huibara has disappeared mysteriously. It is hard not to make bad associations for him. Damn it! Too careless! I thought that the identity of the child was hidden enough, and all the guests who came to pay their respects had left in the evening, but who would have thought... correct! Conan's eyes lit up! He immediately looked at the maid and said, "Sister Lingzi, quickly ask the security personnel in the villa to seal off the entrance and exit, and search for all outsiders who secretly stayed here!" The maid didn't understand why, but she still did as he asked subconsciously under his influence. Hope it's not too late... Conan took a deep breath. At this moment, a weak voice suddenly came from the side: "Where did my mother go?" Jiang Shouhuang looked around mechanically.
This empty mourning hall evoked a sense of foreboding in his heart, and his eyes were filled with fear of loss and gain. Conan forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, Aunt Chunxia might have gone out for something and just missed us. She will be back soon." Although he comforted her in this way, he felt very heavy in his heart... If it was done by a member of the organization, then Haibara might still be alive, but Ogura Junka, an ordinary person who happened to appear at the scene, might not... "So that's how it is. Then I'll wait here!" Jiang Shouhuang nodded repeatedly. At this time, he would believe any good reason without hesitation! After trying hard to get rid of those bad associations, the little fat boy actually gradually calmed down. He looked around again, and suddenly pointed at the coffin in a strange way: "Wait, who closed the lid?" cover? Conan followed the finger and looked towards the center of the room. There was a large wooden bed, and on the bed was a very luxurious sealed coffin. "Wasn't it sealed originally?" Conan recalled what he saw when he came to the mourning hall this afternoon, but he didn't pay attention to this side at the time, so he couldn't figure it out clearly. Jiang Shouhuang nodded, a little sad: "Grandpa was just lying on the bed in the morning, and when the custom-made coffin arrived in the afternoon, he was placed inside... But I remember very clearly that mom said the lid could only be sealed after three days!" It was like a flash of lightning! Conan's pupils shrank sharply! Is it possible... He suddenly jumped onto the bed and reached out to open the lid of the coffin. "Kokokoko...Conan, you you you you...what are you going to do?!" Ayumi was so frightened that her face turned pale and her voice began to tremble. Mitsuhiko and Genta hugged each other and trembled together: "Stop it!" But Conan didn't care. He pushed with all his strength! There was a pop. The lid slid aside, revealing the dark space within. And then... there was silence for a long time! Conan lowered his head, and no one could see his expression. In the resting place of the dead, he stared into those eyes that were still open in death... See! Above the body of Emori Tetsunosuke, Ogura Junka was lying there with disheveled hair! Her eyes were wide open, and she was completely lifeless...
After a few breaths. A shrill scream... It shattered the quiet sky above... (End of this chapter)