Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 492 Nightmare (Part 4)

Conan finished his reasoning in one breath and felt very thirsty. He immediately asked the meteorologist for a cup of black tea, but was choked by the sweet tea.

Conan was shocked. He had just watched the meteorologist add five large sugar cubes to her teacup. His own cup, poured directly from the teapot, was surprisingly sweet. What about the meteorologist's cup...

No wonder the pilot complained about the meteorologist's taste. People usually drink tea with dessert to relieve the greasiness, but this guy probably thought of tea as a dessert. Is this how you replenish sugar?

Ignoring Conan's surprise at the tea, the novelist applauded: "That's a good deduction. Indeed, the inspiration for this story comes from a poor woman who died in her own room. She lived alone for many years, but longed for new social contacts, so..."

Conan came back to his senses from the extremely sweet tea and suddenly realized something: "Wait, the inspiration for this story didn't also come from a nightmare, I mean, did he really do something like this? Visiting a single woman and then killing her with a potion he developed..."

The novelist was speechless for a moment. "Before that, my memory wasn't connected to his. He could understand what I was doing, but I couldn't feel what he was doing. Dissociative identity disorder isn't particularly well-researched, so there are probably quite a few bizarre cases."

"So even if Nightmare was committing crimes outside for inspiration, you had no idea?" Akai Shuichi raised his eyebrows.

"According to Norton, he sometimes appears on his own when I faint to protect my body from harm, but now there is no such problem."

Conan rolled his eyes. "Yeah, Mr. Norton said that you almost beat him to death when you sleepwalked at night. I guess you suddenly woke up from a nightmare at that time. Does this affect your sleep quality?"

"The answer is yes. Otherwise, how would those dark circles like a panda's appear?" The photographer stopped paying attention to the sleeping slide artist and started teasing the novelist. "It just so happens that we have a great insomniac here."

"No, I don't want to join the Dark Eye Cult so soon. Maybe I can consult the doctor." The novelist rubbed the corners of his eyes, where the dark circles were indeed very heavy.

Akai Shuichi glanced at the novelist, whose eyes were indeed a little dark, and asked, "So, Mr. Orpheus, does Nightmare really have the ability to directly find the organization's base? I read the newspapers and the news, and your attack on the organization's base has been widely reported these past few days. The organization may further shrink its influence to protect its core industries."

"Those labs are so deeply hidden that even a thorough search would be difficult to find. Do you have the technology to perform large-scale scans of underground structures?"

The pilot shook his head. "No, although most of our reconnaissance methods rely on manpower, Nightmare has contacted the research team and combined his ravens with mechanical structures to create a large number of mobile surveillance cameras."

"I heard that it was Mr. Balk who made those little devices before. Later, when Luca, Tracy, and I joined the manor, the job of making these little devices fell into our hands."

"It's those mechanical ravens, right?" Shuichi Akai understood. It turned out that this matter was led by Nightmare, so it was not surprising that the patrol machines looked like ravens.

"We've actually tried other mimicry-shaped monitors, but the results weren't ideal. So Mr. Kurt tried to create an all-terrain detector using the spider's shape, but this idea was later proposed to Mr. Balk by Ms. Evelyn."

"Mr. Balk immediately decided to use Kurt's idea as a blueprint and build a large, self-propelled machine powered by abyssal energy. Due to the many things involved, this small inspiration quickly became a large-scale project involving everyone, so Kurt could only work with his spider-shaped printer and copier."

[Adventurer: Beep beep, here comes the humanoid self-propelled telegraph~]

[Bartender: Hahaha, so you're the editor-in-chief of a newspaper. A while ago, you even released a ranking pendant to match your outfit.]

[Savage: Unfortunately, in order to prevent the appearance of the insider effect, Kurt can only turn on the invisible to the supervisor in the game.]

Akai Shuichi pondered for a moment and said, "This is a major project involving everyone. It seems that you will apply this secret weapon to the combat operations against the Black Organization."

"Then can we go and see what this giant machine looks like?" Although Conan knew that it was a bit impolite to directly ask to see the other party's secret weapon, he still couldn't suppress his curiosity.

Both Shuichi Akai and Conan thought that Oritis and his companions would refuse this request, but unexpectedly, the pilot agreed.

"Sure, but before that we have to wait for today's guests to arrive."

Conan looked at the empty seats and asked, "Is there anyone else who hasn't arrived yet?"

"Hey, Conan, did you miss me?" Sera Masumi suddenly broke in, hugged Conan's head, and then noticed Akai Shuichi standing beside her.

"Ah, Brother Xiu!"

Akai Shuichi raised his eyebrows: "You know everything? It was someone from Oritis who told you."

"Well, I already know everything, including some of your previous experiences." Sera Masumi let go of Conan and looked at Akai Hideichi. Her nose felt a little sour. After all, she hadn't seen the brother in front of her for a long time.

"My mother was given a poison that shrunk by that woman named Vermouth, so we can only live in a hotel now. I have been trying every possible way to find clues about you and that organization, but I can't find any direction."

"But not long ago, someone from the Oletus Manor told me this news. I debated for a long time whether to go directly to the Kudo residence to find you, but in the end, I decided to come after receiving the invitation."

Akai Shuichi silently tore off the disguise on his face: "You are still the same, Sera, you must have had a hard time these days."

Upon hearing this, Sera Masumi immediately smiled cheerfully: "Haha, actually it's not that bad. Being a detective is quite interesting, isn't it?"

When Sera Masumi mentioned the word "detective," she deliberately glanced at Conan, stuck out her tongue, and made a face. Conan, with his crescent eyes, watched the scene of the brother and sister reuniting, but for him, the scene was not very touching. He would rather resume his identity as Kudo Shinichi and return to a normal life.

In addition to Sera Masumi, Hattori Heiji was also called over, but he walked around the manor before coming here.

"Oh, thankfully I don't have to wear weird clothes like I did at Melody Villa. Otherwise, I would have felt very uncomfortable."

The photographer looked at Hattori Heiji with a playful look: "If Mr. Hattori wants to experience that feeling again, it's not impossible for us to provide suitable clothing. I can take care of the photography part."

As soon as Hattori Heiji saw this "smiling tiger", he immediately sat down and was as honest as a quail.