"Really, what a shortcut this is called!"

As night falls, it drizzles, and private cars are struggling to walk through the muddy and potholes in the forest.

Faced with the complaints of "Mori Kogoro", Chen Xing couldn't help but roll his eyes from the rearview mirror.

You chose the road yourself, but now you still blame me for this fake guide?

A few minutes later, I struggled to climb a slope and the car returned to the ramp road.

"This seems to be a really shortcut." Conan looked out the window, "Look, you can already see the building on the right. Isn't that villa called Dusk Villa we are going to."

Under the dark rain, a villa with faint lights can be seen from afar.

"This villa looks really weird." Kuaito squinted his eyes and said casually: "Mr. Fukataro, you are a local, what do you think?"

Inexplicably, he was looked at by the caller Chen Xing and said indifferently: "It does look like a vampire villa."

The voice changer has a very heavy accent and the local flavor is very strong, so he will not be able to hear the original sound.

Ran Mouri rubbed his arms and forced a smile, "Dad, are we really going?"

Kaidou said naturally in a tone: "Idiot, we must go after receiving that invitation. Besides, we won't accept the check for two million."

Chen Xing nodded secretly. This is indeed like the style of a detective, and wealth is in danger.

"But, haven't you also seen the strange text at the sender's place?" Maori Ran worried.

"You are saying the words "the illusion of God's abandonment of Son." Kuaido said without hesitation: "You care about so many of them, I think it's probably a mystery."

"Is that true?" Mori Ran looked out the window hesitantly, and the raindrops slid down the car window, blurring everything.

"Or why don't we go?" she couldn't help but say.

"Please, it's almost here." Kuaido didn't expect that she was so brave.

"But what if there are really vampires?" Girls always like to think of something strange.

Kaito was used to this and said disdainfully: "What are you talking nonsense? No matter how you say it, there will be no vampires. If there is really, there will only be old demons in the mountains."

After saying that, he still wanted to laugh and see Xiaolan's reaction.

The second half of his sentence was a joke, but when he saw the road ahead, he was stunned and couldn't help but blink and look carefully.

The headlights shone on the mountain road in the hazy light. In the dim rain curtain, a thin, hunched figure could be vaguely seen, revealing gloomy.

Kuaido was immediately startled and quickly stepped on the brakes.

Ran Mori was even more scared and his face turned pale. The sudden brake made Chen Xing and Conan in the back seat lean forward instantly.

The car stopped amid the sharp friction between the tires and the road. The Kuaido slowly looked up from the steering wheel, looked at the figure in front of the car, and the road was: "Old demon in the mountains!"

"It's too rude to call a woman you meet for the first time." Old old man's plain words broke into the sound of rain, and the old woman in front of the car looked at him expressionlessly.

"Uh, sorry, sorry." Kuidou scratched his head, but he was thinking about the other party's identity and the reason for appearing here.

"Old lady, what are you doing in this place?" Conan asked, rolling down the car window and stretching out his head.

"You also saw it. My car suddenly couldn't start." The old woman pointed to a beetle on the side of the road, "That's why I'm waiting for someone to pass by here."

After saying that, she walked straight to the window of the fastfoot, "You must have gone to the evening hall, can you take me on the way?"

Kuaidou made a little weighing the pros and cons, and a hint of helplessness appeared on his face, "Of course it's okay."

"Can you please help me carry my luggage?" the old woman smiled.

Kuaido turned around and looked at Chen Xing, who closed his eyes at the back of the car. Seeing that he had no reaction, he did not urge him.

Chen Xing felt the faint "hot" gaze inside and outside the car, opened his eyes and met Kuaido's eyes with a smile.

"Remember to add more money!" He gritted his teeth and said, then opened the car door and got out of the car, and went to move his luggage.

"Is this OK?" asked Ran Mori.

The cheerleader stood on the car door, looked at the figure carrying the luggage, and smiled silently, "It's better to let him exercise more."

The old woman looked at him twice more.

...

There were more people in the car, and the already silent atmosphere became quieter.

The express truck was about to fall asleep, and Chen Xing even tilted his head and started to doze.

The old woman next to her was actually reading a book in the car. Conan quietly observed the two people beside her, one was a taciturn guide, and the other was an old lady who was taking a taxi halfway to the evening house.

The detective's intuition makes him doubt anyone who appears by his side by chance at a specific time.

After driving for a while, Ran Maori suddenly said with a slight slight voice: "Dad, have you not arrived yet?"

"It's coming soon, what's wrong?" Kuaito said yawning.

"I suddenly want to go to the bathroom." Ran Maori whispered.

"Really." Kuaido's head is so big. Are women so troublesome?

At this moment, the old woman Qianjian Jiangai in the back seat of the car spoke, "Miss, don't blame me for being too much, the principal of the primary school in our town..."

Hearing this, Chen Xing suddenly raised his ears.

--It's so similar, it's so similar to when Master Zhizhen was a child when he wanted to tell stories about ghosts and monsters in the village. This kind of night environment on rainy days, with a deep tone, the story often starts with someone in the neighborhood and countryside, and then it's a scary story involving ghosts and monsters.

When he was a child, he was always scared and shivered. When he looked at the shadows of the trees in the temple, he felt that he was a ghost who came to eat him.

But now, he actually misses him a little.

So my ears were erected. It was rare to be such a suitable environment. There were also a group of men, women, young and old as listeners, which was very comfortable.

Qianjian Jiang Dai was unaware of the boy's thoughts and said to himself: "He used to tell others that a person who would succeed was a person who would never give up any opportunity, and always waited for the same opportunity to come. No matter how long she had passed, the opportunity would never come. Do you understand?"

Chen Xing:??

The atmosphere has been created, and I am ready to be shocked. What about the ghost story that I have made?

How did it become a strange teaching of success?

Kuaido saw this guy's somewhat ignorant eyes in the rearview mirror, and he couldn't help but feel funny: Who knows what stupid dream this carefree young master has had?

Ran Mouri didn't understand what Chiashiji wanted to express, but the other party immediately smiled and said, "Why didn't you go there while you were at the gas station just now?"

"Hey, how did you know that we were passing a gas station on the way just now?" Conan said curiously.

"This question is too simple." Chimashima said: "Look at the ashtray there is empty, and the cigarette butts inside are still new cigarettes that have just been smoking not long ago. The ashtray will be full, which means that the people in the car are smoking fiercely, but now the ashtray is empty. The place where the ashtray can be cleaned is only a gas station ten kilometers ago."

As she said that, she smiled kindly, "A gentleman who can carry strangers on the road will naturally not throw the cigarette butt outside the car window in front of her daughter, right?"

Kuaidou's heart moved and said, "Old lady, who are you?"

"My name is Qianjian Jiang Dai, and I am a detective like you." Qianjian Jiang Dai said.

"Ah, you are the famous detective who sits in an easy chair and can easily solve the case just by listening to people talking about a certain case!" Maori Ran said in surprise.

"As aged, it is inconvenient to do anything." Qianjian Jian Dai said modestly.

As she said that, she looked at ‘Kogoro Mori’ deeply and leaned over to smoke the ashtray. “Let’s leave this ashtray here first. Before arriving at the villa, don’t smoke anymore. I hate the smell of cigarettes the most. You don’t want the elderly to smoke second-hand smoke, right?”

Kuidou was stunned for a moment and subconsciously responded.
Chapter completed!