Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 420 Melody Villa (Epilogue)

"Haha, you're so sharp-tongued..." The photographer sat down with gritted teeth.

"Watching others' misfortunes doesn't make you happy, does it? Is all this bad taste just a way of trying to make yourself look more 'alive'?" The prophet touched his eye, which had just been bandaged by the doctor. "Mr. Joseph, it seems that most people in this manor have a habit of torturing themselves after accepting the rules."

"Because our time is stretched to an almost infinite line, Mr. Clark," the photographer had calmed down. "Every attempt is guaranteed. Our concept of life has become blurred, as if everything was frozen the moment we entered the manor."

"We came to the manor seeking change, but we are destined to be unable to make any changes under the constraints of these rules. Only this pain will continue and even deepen over time..."

The Shadow of Time and Space interrupted the two and said, "While your arguments do make sense, Mr. Eli and Ms. Fiona, I need to reevaluate the suggestions you just made."

"There's nothing much to evaluate, Ms. Ivy. Let's just vote and settle it." The photographer raised his hand. "Let's just proceed with the imitator game. It'll benefit me, too."

"So what's Mr. Fan's opinion?"

"I have no objection, but my suggestion is to let them watch first. The rules of this game are still very complicated. Moreover, most supervisors are shut out of this game." Fan Wujiu crossed his hands on the table.

"Okay, then please allow me to ask the Lord in Yellow for instructions first."

The Shadow of Time and Space hurriedly left, giving everyone in the hall a chance to interact normally. After the bartender poured two bottles of Dovlin into the archer, he leaped up from the ground with a somersault.

"Captain Brunhill, resurrected with full health!"

Hattori Heiji and Kaito Kid were stunned by this scene. "No, that lady seemed to be lying on the ground dying just now, and now she's full of life again?"

"Hold her down! Make her lie down!" the doctor shouted for help. "Dovlin won't work that quickly! Her mental state is failing again!"

"Hey, you quack, I'm obviously cured, do you want to charge me more for medical treatment?" The archer said arrogantly.

[Perfumer: No, that's killing me.]

[Antique Dealer: That's an exaggeration. Dovlin has a delayed effect after all.]

[Archer: Well, I'm not really injured anyway, so let me drink a few more sips.]

[First Mate: That's outrageous.]

[Cowboy: I didn't even go to Demi's place to get free drinks this way.]

[Air Force: Hurry and bring Brenhill over. We'll take over the Imitators later.]

[Philanthropist: Can we finally cheat our prison laws?]

[Lawyer: Day after day, you're just trying to trick me!]

[Gardener: Are we in carnival mode?]

[Doctor: Well, this mode is a bit more playable.]

[Fire Investigator: Great, I can finally get involved!]

The archer took two steps towards the doctor and then his steps became weak and he almost fell. Fortunately, the night watchman supported him from behind.

"Grandpa, I think I saw a yellow square standing on the beach, waving at me, with a pink five-pointed star next to it," the archer mumbled, covering his head. "Oh, and there's a blue octopus, but it doesn't look like the Lord in Yellow..."

"Why do I feel like her symptoms are getting worse?" The bartender came over. "I didn't add Hydra or Siren Song to Dovlin."

"I seriously doubt alcohol is still working on this guillotin... Last time she got José and Kevin drunk all by herself," the batsman said, retrieving his half-empty chocolate cricket bat. "Then she stood on the long table in our picket room and yelled, 'Hail Valhalla!'"

"The patrol always has something new to offer at their gatherings. Last time, they tried to replicate the 'Qushui Liushang' (a kind of gushing water) and dug a fountain in the floor, but it turned out to be unusable." The painter leaned his sketchpad against the nearby sofa helplessly. "Luckily, I was helping Miss Galatea apprehend Mr. Antonio that day and wasn't there."

The doctor's forehead bulged as he watched the few people chatting idly. "Stop chatting, one by one, and take Brunhild back to your patrol team's lounge. Etta, you stay with her, and Fiona, go get the aromatherapy you used earlier and light it for her."

"Understood!" The batsman trotted to the hall door. "Patrol assemble!"

Then Conan and the others saw several people running down the corridor outside the hall.

The striker (Golden Boot) was dressed in ancient Greek style, looking like an Olympic athlete, with a golden winged ball on his waist. However, at this moment, his mouth was still chewing freshly grilled sausage, and the corners of his mouth were covered with grease.

The magician (Whitebeard) stood far away from the vanguard, afraid that his white clothes would be stained by the oil. He waved his ruby-encrusted wand, making Kaito Kid feel a chill on his back.

The Philanthropist (the Pirate Observer) was clearly not paying attention to the injured archer. He was secretly observing the gardener next to the doctor through his telescope. He thought that with a pirate eyepatch on one eye and the other behind the telescope, he could conceal his intentions. However, his telescopic lens had already exposed his actions.

The cowboy (the king's tailor) holds a golden whip similar to a tape measure in his hand, which is obviously a reflection of the tailor's role in the fairy tale "The Emperor's New Clothes". It is the same outfit as the adventurer's.

The Aviator (in paradoxical sleep) yawned and hugged his pillow, seemingly ready for a nap. Looking at his furry pajamas, he seemed to be impersonating the Minotaur, the legendary minotaur from the labyrinth.

The puppeteer (KING-h1) is dressed in a shiny white costume. The large crown on his head and the ivory-textured clothes indicate that he plays the role of the "King" in chess.

Conan and his friends were almost dazzled by the series of people and colorful fashions, but he still recognized the pilot in pajamas from the crowd who had come here to communicate with Professor Agasa.

"Mr. Charles, have you also joined the Oletus Organization?"

"It's Conan." The pilot yawned again. "Well, Luca told me he found a fantastic organization that can reimburse the cost of his experiments, so he brought me over. And I never imagined Professor Lorenz could actually come back from the dead. It's incredible."

"So it makes sense that Luca would join this organization. There's even a case of someone coming back from the dead, so there shouldn't be a chance for him to achieve the perpetual motion machine he longs for. Haha~ Anyway, Luca's secretly named his hamster Perpetual Motion Machine No. 52 again."

"Number 52?" Conan's eyes widened. "Didn't Professor Lorenz stop him from continuing his research?"

"According to Professor Lorenz, he's been resurrected. As long as he keeps supervising Luca's experiment, even if something goes wrong, it won't affect anyone else. That's assuming Luca doesn't get desperate and build a bomb."

【The next round is the imitator gameヾ(??▽?)ノ）】