Are You Cosplaying as Sherlock Holmes?

"Is Heiji- nii under house arrest?"

Conan directly revealed the truth, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Fujino nodded silently and gave Conan a nice look.

The kid is right. In his opinion, Hattori Heiji should also be grounded by his mother.

Thinking about it, it makes sense. In the eyes of an aunt like Hattori Shizuka, what's the point of being a detective? Studying is the most important thing.

The Hattori family is a prominent family of police officers. If they were to neglect their studies because of their detective work, that would be a waste of their talents.

To be honest, Fujino was quite envious of Hattori's feeling of being disciplined by Old Auntie.

"Conan! You can't be too explicit!"

Ran gave Conan a little lecture in a low voice, then thought for a moment and murmured, "Now that you mention it, it seems like we're about to have our midterms too."

Fujino's smile gradually froze, "..."

Okay, I laughed too soon.

Midterm exams... Fujino couldn't remember how many times he could take exams in a semester that year.

Anyway, just take the exam and that's it.

For him, exams were not difficult at all; getting full marks was a piece of cake. But the main problem was his crooked backside.

He was living a good life, but when it came to that stupid exam, as a Chinese person, Fujino refused to answer; that was his bottom line.

"By the way, where's the guy who invited us over to play detective games?"

At this moment, Mōgi Harushi suddenly asked, "We're all here now, and he still hasn't shown up. Isn't that a bit too impolite?"

"Well, actually I'm not quite sure either..."

The maid whispered, "After all, even I have never seen the owner of this place."

"Didn't he give you the list?"

Kuroba Kaito, who was disguised as Mori Kogoro, couldn't help but ask, "Besides, as a maid here, you should know who your master is."

"I only received that list when I was accepted."

Maid Ishihara Aki explained, "The pay here is very generous, and there are always people coming for interviews. However, the interview room only has a computer, a dinner instruction manual, and a list of invitees. I was hired simply because the computer showed that I had been accepted."

"If that's the case, then you should know whether the other person is male or female, right?"

Kuroba Kaito was very concerned about the person impersonating him and pressed, "After all, you should have communicated with that guy, right? Could you have just stayed silent?"

"To be honest, I don't even know if the owner of this place is male or female..."

Ishihara Aki shook her head, somewhat helplessly. "We communicate entirely via email. Every time, I send an email, and they send one back..."

"What...?"

Kuroba Kaito was speechless. They were being so mysterious and even stole his disguise. He really didn't know what they were up to.

"Wouldn't that be more interesting?"

Chizen Kōdai became interested. "The mysterious inviter, and this Twilight Manor, even this old bone of mine is getting a little eager to try it out..."

"Tsk, it seems things are getting more and more complicated."

Mōgi Harushi glanced back at the door behind him and clicked his tongue. "To be honest, when I first came in and saw those things, I already felt a chill run down my spine."

What is this?

Ran leaned closer for a look.

Upon closer inspection, the brown wooden door was covered in dark water stains, and not only the door itself, but even the gold handle was stained with water.

Fujino narrowed his eyes and examined it for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Bloodstains revealed by the Luminol reagent."

"Traces of blood?"

Ran covered her mouth. "Fujino- Senior, are you kidding me?"

"I'm not kidding."

Fujino nodded. "The traces of blood are very obvious, but they look quite old. It must have been a large amount of blood splattered at the time. Judging from this amount of blood, it's hard to say whether it was a penetrating gunshot wound or a major artery that was pierced."

"It's a penetrating gunshot wound. If my analysis is correct, it was shot at a 45-degree angle. The splattered blood on the door is also visible. Besides these, there are similar marks all over the villa. It seems that more than just one or two people have died."

At this moment, a woman wearing a white laboratory gown, a red shirt underneath, and jeans, with unusually pure black curly hair tied in a ponytail at the back and a right-side ponytail in the front, and emerald green eyes, who exuded an intellectual air, came down from upstairs.

She first sprayed something she didn't know in her hand on the stair railing, then turned to look at Fujino and continued, "But I finally got to meet you in person today. Fujino, the High School Detective was rumored to be hired as an advisor by the Metropolitan Police Department, you've been making waves lately. In comparison, you can easily identify these traces with the naked eye, which is truly well-deserved."

"Fujino's observational skills have always been terrifying..."

Just then, a cheerful voice came from the second floor. Everyone looked up and saw a Hakuba Saguru with Blondie standing in front of the stairs on the second floor, smiling calmly, "I estimate that even without luminol, a reagent that can make blood show a pale blue light, he can still find these traces."

"Hey, Hakuba."

Fujino raised his hand in greeting. "I didn't expect you to be here too."

"I would say our arrival was entirely expected."

Hakuba Saguru glanced around. "After all, these are all renowned detectives..."

"Hehe..."

Kuroba Kaito gave Hakuba Saguru a speechless look.

It's that show-off again.

Hakuba Saguru came down from upstairs and looked at the intellectual woman with some surprise. "I really didn't expect you to bring such a good thing. I must say, you are worthy of being a former prosecutor."

After Hakuba Saguru slowly walked downstairs, a 'thumping' sound suddenly rang out from the air.

Looking up, she saw a black-backed, white-bodied eagle swooping down from the sky and landing on the stair railing next to the woman.

"Eagle?"

The woman looked at the eagle beside her and paused slightly.

"Sorry, did I scare you?"

Hakuba Saguru waved his hand, and the eagle flapped its wings and flew onto his hand. "Watson been with me since we were in England, so he is particularly sensitive to the smell of blood. Since we arrived here, he has been restless."

"Watson ..."

Fujino looked up and silently glanced at Hakuba Saguru: "I didn't expect you to be a Sherlock Holmes fan too?"

"Oh?"

Hakuba Saguru was surprised. "You too?"

"I am not."

Fujino quipped, "Naming an eagle Watson, is that supposed to be cosplaying Sherlock Holmes? I'd say only Sherlock Holmes fans would name their pets like that."

Hakuba Saguru: "..."

Conan: "..."

I feel like I've been criticized.