Traveling through Conan: Buying Poirot Cafe at the beginning

"Please, it just rained and I just wanted to wash my car. So I drove the car to the backyard."

Chiyo wondered: "Isn't it? I feel your car is very clean."

Yang Ming shook his head and said helplessly: "Please, isn't it okay if I have mysophobia?"

Chiyo smiled and said, "After washing the car, did you clean the bomb?"

Yang Ming shrugged.

"I don't know that."

Everyone looked at Yang Ming in disbelief after hearing this.

Your kid must be the one who arranged this party, that's what everyone guessed. But he didn't say anything.

Returning to the restaurant, everyone sat down at the seats arranged by the host.

"Miss, is it possible? Does your master order you to place each dish on the table in the order it is placed?"

Chiyo suddenly asked.

"Yes, the master asked me to start with Mr. White Horse, in order, and start serving dishes clockwise." The maid also replied hurriedly.

"Really, this game is about to start and we have to eat this last supper. I really don't understand his intention." Ms. Chiyo couldn't help but frowned and said very speechlessly.

Da Shang smiled and said:

"If you are thinking of poisoning, don't worry. These dishes were cooked by myself and Mr. Yang Ming. To be honest, if there is nothing else, I really want to have a taste of Mr. Yang Ming's cooking skills."

Yang Ming chuckled: "It's just a cunning plan that won't be put on the table."

Behind him, Baima Tan looked at the things on the dining table and said, "Even the cutlery, forks, spoons and other tableware used for eating, as well as these wine glasses and coffee cups, are all placed on the dining table from the beginning."

"All of us sit according to this name plate. Although I don't think that boy will commit murder. But if he wants to test our abilities, it is indeed possible to make some unfunny jokes on us. I think Wouldn't it be wiser to wipe all these wine glasses and cutlery with your own handkerchief?"

Bai Ma Tan, clearing the tableware in front of him, seemed to be talking to himself.

Motegi also joined in the conversation.

"You're right. I don't want the whole thing to go at his pace. That's fine. Let's just change positions."

Kogoro asked from the side:

“But what if I’m unlucky and use poisonous tableware?”

"Hmm, if that's the case, I can only blame fate. I'm secretly sad when I'm in the coffin."

Motegi chuckled.

"What?" Xiaolan sighed involuntarily.

Everyone made fists and sat in different positions again. Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and looked a little sleepy. Is this farce about to end?

Soon, everyone finished the food in their bowls. Kogoro sighed: "Hey, I'm really speechless. Yang Ming's cooking is still as delicious as ever,"

"I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking."

Motegi turned around and looked at Yang Ming with admiration. After all, the people employed in his home had never made such delicious food.

The gourmet Ogami sighed:

"In order to satisfy my tongue, which is not easy to please, I put more effort into cooking. But compared with brother Yang Ming, I'm still far behind."

Yang Ming chuckled, raised the cup in his hand, and said loudly: "It's not easy for us people to get together. In this way, let me raise the cup and let everyone respect our friendship together."

"Hahaha, respect our friendship."

Everyone raised their glasses and cheered, as if they had forgotten the mission of coming here today.

"It seems we were too worried just now."

"You're wrong. It's hard to tell now."

Kogoro and Motegi were muttering to the side, and the sound from under the clock began to come:

"Everyone has eaten, are you satisfied with the last supper I have prepared? Then we can get back to business."

"You must be curious as to why I used this annex, which I acquired at a huge cost, as the stage for this game."

"First of all, I would like to ask you to take a careful look at the tableware placed in your hands. There is a bird with a very big beak on it. The whole pattern looks creepy."

"This one should be carved with a crow."

Kogoro picked up the cup in front of him and said while looking at it.

"In that case, you should understand? That is the family crest of the rich man who died in mysterious circumstances about half a century ago. Renya Karasuma."

Karasuma Renye.

"Except for the tableware here, every door, floor, handrail, and even the chess and playing cards in the hall are all custom-made by him. In other words, this annex It was built by Karasuma.”

"This has become history. Because a tragic case happened in this annex forty years ago, which once again set off a bloody storm. I believe in all the famous detectives."

The voice continued, but everyone felt a dark wind coming.

"When you stepped into this annex, you should have noticed that there was a lot of blood stains in various forms everywhere in this annex."

"Yes, it is this breathtakingly beautiful annex. One night forty years ago, this annex gathered talents from all political and economic circles and held a secret meeting here."

"On the surface, it was to express the memory of Karasuma Renya, who passed away at the age of 99, but this secret meeting was actually an auction for the art collected by Karasuma Renya during his lifetime. The items auctioned at that time exceeded Three hundred. Therefore, the entire auction is expected to last three days and three nights.”

"It was a stormy night the next night. Two men were all wet from the rain. The two men said this with lips that were trembling from the rain. We lost our way because of the storm. At the end of the storm Until then, please let me stay here.”

"The organizer of the banquet originally refused the two of them to enter the annex to take shelter from the rain. But the man took out a package of unknown items from his pocket and handed it to the organizer. It contained something like cigarettes. The organizer was there After smoking their cigarettes, I don’t know why, but my attitude changed.”

"So they were invited in. Other guests in the annex also accepted them after seeing this scene. Soon the annex was filled with thick fireworks."

"Does that mean that cigarette is marijuana? It's a drug!"

Kogoro made a sound of disbelief.

The voice from under the clock came:

"At the beginning. Although some of the guests at the auction were arguing over these two sudden visitors, the situation changed immediately."

"At this time, a man suddenly let out a scream as if he had seen a ghost, dropped the artwork he had finally taken a photo of, and ran outside. There was also a woman who seemed to be begging for someone's forgiveness, tears bursting out of her eyes. Why? They couldn't stop doing anything. There was also a man who was holding a pen with an excited face and kept stabbing his wrist hard. By the end, all the guests were going crazy. "

Yang Ming thought to himself: This is all due to the influence of drugs and falling into a land of fantasy.