When everyone was surprised by Guntian's words, the maid knocked on the door and said that dinner was ready, and now the appetizers are served first.

"It's finally here, he said the last supper." said Guntian, who was close to the door.

"Is that true?" Matsuda was very dissatisfied with the police officer who was complaining about just now: "I remember this is a foodie detective who cooks in person. Is there something wrong?" In front of so many detectives, Matsuda certainly would not make any comments on the detectives, but instead focused on the foodie.

"What do you mean!" Okura looked at Matsuda angrily.

"It's not interesting. I just hope this meal won't poison me to death." Matsuda sneered.

"Don't argue, we have a common goal no matter how you say it." The oldest Chimasa said: "Officer Matsuda, as a public official, it's better to say less of this kind of thing, otherwise you will get yourself into trouble."

"Hey, I'm in trouble now, I have to say whether it's a public official or not." Matsuda said this, but he still gave me a lot of face and did not continue to provoke him.

The maid watched the guests stop arguing and then started preparing to serve the food. High pay is indeed accompanied by high difficulty. Next time, I can't take any strange jobs casually for money. I hope they won't fight, well, I won't hit me.

"Miss Maid." Qianjian asked as the maid walked past her: "Did your master tell you the order of serving the guests?"

"Yes, he said that the dishes were served clockwise from Mr. White Horse." said the maid.

"It's true, the game has just begun, but I want to say the last supper, which makes people feel uncomfortable." Qianjian muttered.

"Haha, how could it be poisoned? I made these dishes." Damn sitting on her right hand said with a wry smile.

"But can you guarantee that the knife, fork and spoon you need to use during meals are not poisonous?" Da Shang's right hand side, which is the first white horse to serve the dishes, interjected.

"If you don't have any sense of safety, you will be the first to be eliminated." Matsuda pinched the sign with his name written on it before his seat: "If it was Kidd, he wouldn't kill people, but are you sure that the person who tied us to their respective positions in a few words is him?"

"Do you think this is not done by Kid?" Mogi looked at Matsuda.

"I don't think it's useless, let's wait and see." Matsuda smiled confidently. The second generation Kidd should be the same age as Kudo Shin. How old is he? How could things that happened forty or fifty years ago be involved? Speaking of forty or fifty years, the oldest one here is Chimaji and Daehan, but when this happened, it was probably Kidd's age now.

"We are not sure whether Kidd did this, but this mysterious master probably won't fully trust our abilities based on our reputations." Baima was stunned when he heard that Matsuda was sure that it was not Kidd, and then thought for a while and said, "It's better to use their own handkerchiefs to wipe the tableware they want to use."

"I feel very upset by being led by him in the nose." Mogi said his plan: "How about we use rock-scissors to change seats?"

"If the owner of this family really intends to poison one of them, what should I do if the person sitting in that position is poisoned?" After all, Kogoro was a policeman, and he still could not ignore the deaths of others.

"Hmph, such people can only complain about their luck in the coffin." Mogi said with a relaxed expression.

"I think I'd better forget it. I won't participate in your tricks." Matsuda was on Conan's right hand side, because the number of people was odd and the opposite was empty, and there was no dining table: "You are all the detectives who were invited, and I am the only policeman. Such a special existence should not be eliminated in the first round."

"Hmph, I think he is likely to be the first to kill you, the policeman, to shock us detectives." Mogi couldn't stand Matsuda's indifferent face.

"I'll lend you a good word." Matsuda raised his hand and did not continue to argue with Motegi.

Originally, Matsuda's left was Conan, Koran, Kogoro, and Motegi, opposite to Gunda, Chikura, Dakami, and White Horse.

After a few people finished the game-scissors, Matsuda's left side turned into a white horse, Chima, Kogoro, and Ogaki corresponded to Mokigi, Gunda, Conan, and Koran.

Matsuda smiled and said to Kogoro: "You can still stay in your original position. Is this a good or a bad thing?"

It doesn't matter, but when he was about to start a meal, Matsuda wiped his tableware more carefully than anyone else.

That serious attitude made Guntian unable to bear it and said, "I really think the famous detective Matsuda is not afraid of it."

"I just cherish life more than anyone." Matsuda was not upset when he heard the sarcastic words: "Believe me, I have more experience in dealing with such things than any of you."

"Actually, I'm more interested in that person." Matsuda said to the mannequin: "If I weren't afraid of delaying your meal, I really wanted to empty him. Quickly go in and see what this mysterious man was going to say."

Hey, several famous detectives with high spirits were disdainful to talk to Matsuda and were about to watch his jokes. Which detective has not achieved great reputation after many battles? How dare a criminal policeman who has just emerged recently?

Aren’t the police always following the famous detective and only saying things like “it’s right”?

"Ha~~ I am a famous gourmet detective." Kogoro was the first to praise the big boss around him after dinner.

"Where." Oguro, who is also a famous detective, was quite kind: "It's just to satisfy his verbal desires and accumulate a lot of experience in cooking."

"It seems that we are over-thinking." Kuantian wiped his mouth: "Kidd really won't kill anyone."

"I can't relax now, let's see what's going on later." Motegi next to him said.

"How does the last dinner I prepared for you taste? Are you satisfied?" The recording started to play in the model again, which was exactly what Matsuda was interested in. Finally came.

"I believe everyone is wondering why I have to use this house to start the game between us." The voice said, "You may as well observe carefully, the sign on the tableware in your hands."

"Is this? Crow!" Kogoro looked at the spoon in his hand.

"Does this mean?" Qianjian knew what the symbol of this crow was.

Karasuma Lianye Matsuda had known the answer for a long time, and he also saw these signs from the beginning, representing Karasuma Lianye's crow family emblem.

"The rich man Karasuma Renye, who died bizarrely half a century ago, left too many traces in this villa. The door, floor, handrail, too many specially customized items with this family emblem on it, in this villa he used to be." The model told the story of forty years ago without stopping.

"You are all excellent detectives. I believe you have noticed it when you stepped into this house? The traces left by that tragedy."

"On a rainy night forty years ago, when this house still retained its beauty and glory, many celebrities from the political and economic circles accepted invitations to come here. On the surface, it was to mourn Karasuma Renya, who died at the age of 99, but it was actually an auction to auction the artworks collected by Karasuma during his lifetime."

"Because there are more than 300 items that can be auctioned, the three-day auction was scheduled to be held, but on the rainy night of the next day, two men. The two men said soaked and said that they were lost and hoped to hide here for a while until the storm ended."

"Of course, the owner of the auction was unwilling to let them in, but one of the men took out a pack of cigarettes and said it was a gift for thanks. And when the organizer smoked a cigarette, he immediately became very energetic and invited them into the house."

"The two men also took out more cigarettes to share with others. When everyone was smoking this cigarette in this closed house, a man suddenly screamed like a demon, and at the same time picked up the bidding artwork and ran outside the house."

"A woman kept crying and whispering to ask for forgiveness from others, and her tears seemed to be crying dry. Another man picked up a pen and stabbed him hard in his hand. These three people caused chaos in the venue. Soon, guests began to compete for artworks, and even picked up famous swords and swords in the venue to slash each other. The entire venue became a hell on earth."

"After experiencing a nightmare night, only eight bodies and more than a dozen sleeping guests were left on the venue. The two men and all the artworks disappeared without a trace."

"Why is there no news from the outside world for such a major thing?" Kogoro couldn't accept this bloody story.

"The key lies in those guests." Da Shang was fascinated by his eyes: "No one who can participate in the auction of Karasuma's property is an unknown person."

"Indeed, how can I know who killed whom in such a chaotic scene?" Qianjian also agreed.

Matsuda already knew the story from Yamabe, but now, he has doubts about the story and there is definitely a need to re-invest.

"I believe you know in your heart why this contest between famous detectives was scheduled to be held here? Just as forty years ago, will the ugly situation of fighting for treasures and even killing each other again?"

"It is not a solution to look for headless flies in such a large villa. I will give you a reminder here. Two people on the journey looked up at the vast night sky, the demon descended to the castle, the king fled the treasure, the princess burst into tears, the Holy Grail begged for forgiveness, and the soldier raised his sword and committed suicide by blood."

"All this is just like forty years ago. What you have to do is a wise competition that bets on life. Isn't this situation very consistent?"
Chapter completed!