Suzuki Sonoko watched helplessly as the chubby, ordinary Takuki Doi transformed into the prince charming of her dreams, Kaitou Kid.
Everyone was stunned.
He kept his blank expression until he went down the mountain.
"Tu... Doi Pagoda... Keshu..." She stretched out her fingers tremblingly.
"Is it... my male god... Kaitou Kidd?" He pointed at his face in disbelief.
,
"Ah——" Then he cried desperately, holding his head in his arms.
"What have I done? If I had known that Doi Tower was Kidd..." She said with regret on her face.
Suzuki Sonoko: If I had known that Doi Tower was Kidd-sama, I would have rushed up to confess my love——!
etc……
Is Takaki Doi’s email address still available?
Suzuki Sonoko typed up a short essay and sent it to Red Herring.
Then I waited expectantly for the other party's reply.
an hour...
Suzuki Sonoko lay on the table with a depressed expression.
Two hours...
"Ah——!!!" Suzuki Sonoko yelled frantically and collapsed weakly on the chair.
"Sure enough, if you missed it, you missed it." She murmured in a trance.
"But...it must be fate that I can meet Lord Kidd."
"Yes, this is the fate between me and Lord Kidd!" he said with a firm expression.
…
[A certain phantom thief who is afraid of fish:...could you have prevented the murder from happening?]
[Tsujima Shuji: I was already so feverish that I was delirious. Someone had obviously been awake all this time but couldn’t stop it.]
[Tsujima Shuji: Don’t be so demanding of patients.]
[A certain phantom thief who is afraid of fish: Really, then why did you deliberately tell the little detective like that?]
[Shūji Tsushima: I don’t want to stop it, but I can’t. It sounds more handsome.]
[A certain phantom thief who is afraid of fish: Is that the reason?]
[Shuji Tsushima: Of course.]
Of course not.
Shuji Tsushima looked at the phone and curled his lips silently.
He was just teasing the elementary school students when he had nothing to do.
[A certain phantom thief who is afraid of fish: Really, the red herring account can no longer be used. After all, my identity has been exposed. Ah, I have to change my account again.]
[Tsujima Shuji: You don’t lack a few accounts anyway.]
Kuroba Kaito sat in front of the computer, looking at the messages received from Red Herring's account, and sighed.
I chose to log out of this account.
…
Toru Amuro and Mu Midorikawa were arrested by Butler Tanaka and taken for training.
It is said that they will work hard to teach them to be perfect housekeepers before sending them back.
The two of them looked to Tsushima Shuji for help.
Shuji Tsushima...
Turn a blind eye.
"Master Xiuzhi, do you want to live in the countryside for a while?" Butler Tanaka asked his melancholy young master.
"Outskirts?" The young man neither cried nor laughed. His eyes were empty and his delicate face looked like a doll.
The movement of his eyes gave him a slightly aura of a living person.
"Yes, in the outskirts of Mamiya's old house, the old lady welcomes you to stay for a while." Butler Tanaka lowered his head.
"You also visited it when you were a child, didn't you? The Mamiya family's castle in the suburbs." He said softly.
"That castle with the outdoor chessboard..." Tsushima Shuji lowered his eyes and said clearly.
"What a pity." He said leisurely.
"Then prepare it for me." He stretched out his hand out of boredom and disrupted the chess game on the table in front of him.
Pushing down the white zi that symbolizes the king.
"Yes." Butler Tanaka bowed slightly and saluted.
…
Taking the luggage and bodyguards with whom he had stayed for a while, Tsujima Shuji came to Mamiya's castle on the outskirts.
The door was open, and Mamiya Mitsuru and Mamiya Takato were already standing behind the door waiting.
Seeing Tsushima Shuji get out of the car, he quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"Shuji, you have grown up too." Mamiya Mitsuru looked at Tsushima Shuji and nodded.
"Indeed, you will grow taller than me in the future." Mamiya Takato said with a smile.
"Long time no see, Uncle Mamiya, Brother Mamiya." Tsushima Shuji nodded towards them.
"It's a pity that grandma's memory is blurred, otherwise she would like you the most." Mamiya Takato said with a smile.
"The memory is fuzzy?" Tsushima Shuji tilted his head.
"Yes, grandma has forgotten many things, even the death of my mother. She still thinks about waiting for her to come back every day." Mamiya Takato shook his head and explained to him.
"That's it...what a pity." The young man lowered his eyes, looking very melancholy and sad.
"Come on, we have packed up your room for you, and the things in it have been replaced with the styles you usually use..." Mamiya Mitsuru led the way for him.
"If there is anything missing, please tell your Excellency and ask him to prepare it for you." Mamiya Mitsuru pointed to the room and said with a smile.
"I have no problem at all." Mamiya Takato nodded.
"That's enough." Tsushima Shuji took a look at the supplies around him and changed them to the same ones as where he lived, and shook his head.
According to the character of Butler Tanaka, I am afraid that all that needs to be said has been said, except that the Mamiya family should demolish the house and renovate it.
The bodyguards opened the suitcases they brought with them and laid out various things.
"Let's go see the old lady first." Tsujima Shuji looked at the taciturn bodyguards with clear division of labor and said to Mamiya Mitsuru and Mamiya Takato.
"Maybe grandma will be able to recall some memories when she sees you." Mamiya Takato said optimistically.
"Ah, maybe." Tsushima Shuji smiled and nodded.
If the old lady was still alive, she would definitely remember it.
But...
Shuji Tsushima looked at the old lady sitting in a wheelchair, with long white hair and an aging face.
She is already dead.
"Long time no see, madam." Tsushima Shuji stepped forward to say hello.
"Who are you? Have I seen you?" the old lady in the wheelchair said in a bad tone.
"Why hasn't my daughter come back yet..." she said dreamily.
"This is the young master of the Tsushima family, and now President Tsushima..." Takato Mamiya stepped forward to push the wheelchair for him.
"You liked him now." He lowered his head and introduced.
"Yes...yes...I seem to remember..." The old lady nodded, and then nodded again.
"Come here, let me see you." He waved to Tsushima Shuji.
Shuji Tsushima came to her, staring at her with his kite-colored left eye.
Silent, dark and dead.
[She ran in the darkness, but was swallowed by the darkness behind her]
The old lady was silent and made no movement.
"What's wrong with you? Grandma?" asked the noble Mamiya behind him.
"Are you okay?" Tsushima Shuji smiled and asked softly.
"Okay, okay... I'm fine." The old lady seemed to have come back to her senses and said "ok" several times.
"You are also very good, not bad." He praised Tsushima Shuji.
"Maybe we can solve our family's mystery." The old lady said earnestly.
"After all, he is a very famous young detective. This puzzle will definitely not be difficult for him." Mamiya Mitsuru nodded.
The main reason for inviting Tsushima Shuji to stay for a while was to let him find answers for himself and others.
"It's a pity that I'm not good at solving puzzle games." Shuji Tsushima said as if he was very regretful.
"That's really a pity." Mamiya Mitsuru seemed to believe it.