Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 393 The Death of the Lamb (Part 5)

[Novelist: Ahem, it doesn’t matter who killed you. What matters is that you, Pliny, are “dead.”]

[Entomologist: Great! Let me see how you act out that breakdown.]

[Composer: Oh no! According to the style of Orpheus's script, everyone should have faked their own deaths, just to see how the "Novelist" would overcome his collapse.]

[Prisoner: What a ridiculous "experiment."]

[Air Force: That makes sense. We can just let Conan discover the problem with the medicine you're taking.]

"Also, we detected the same fingerprints on the two coins on Ms. Lamb's body as on the commemorative coin gift box." Kazami Yuya pushed the two coins onto the table and looked at the perfumer. "Did Mr. Campbell keep these two coins voluntarily?"

"No, Mr. Campbell simply said he wanted to discuss something with the master of the house, and he didn't leave any commemorative coins." The perfumer shook his head. "Also, Mr. Campbell hadn't scheduled a meeting with the master of the house in advance, so I was quite surprised to see him visit."

Kazami Yuya nodded, then turned his gaze towards the factory director and his group: "You should have met Ms. Lamb yesterday before the court session. Did she behave in any unusual way?"

"Sorry, officer, no." The factory director didn't tell anyone about the reporter's comments yesterday. "She just came to interview us and took a few photos of us."

Kazami Yuya frowned. He had learned from Amuro Toru that the doctor was a member of the Oredis organization, so the people around her were probably the same. Their status was far lower than the photographer's, and they could easily use this brutal murder as an excuse to enforce some coercive measures.

Oletus and the others: I want peach!

Fortunately, Toru Amuro's order was quickly issued: "Absolutely no conflict with these suspected members of the Oritis Organization!"

Toru Amuro felt something was wrong when he discovered stibnite fragments at the scene. Logically speaking, Fool's Gold should have nothing to do with the Melodi family, but since he appeared here, it means that there is something here that attracts him.

Although Toru Amuro's analysis was very accurate, he was still behind Shuichi Akai in terms of intelligence as he was unaware of the relationship between the explorer and the Shining Gold Grotto.

Yuya Kazami still obeyed Toru Amuro's orders. He did not argue with the factory manager anymore, but turned to the entomologist: "Ms. Pliny, as the mining director, will Mr. Campbell take these ore fragments?"

"Are you kidding? Stibnite is a volatile, toxic mineral! Who would carry something like this with them?" The entomologist was a little agitated, but fortunately the composer and novelist beside her held her back.

"Norton certainly wouldn't carry that kind of toxic mineral on him, but his whereabouts are still unknown, so we can't help but worry about his safety." The composer spoke first.

"Haha, that's nothing. He was the first one to leave us. I can't believe it." The entomologist stared at the photographer and Jack under her veil. It was obvious that she knew some inside information.

The photographer smiled back, "I'm very sad about what happened to Mr. Campbell. I could have had a strong collaborator. It's such a shame."

The entomologist's expression turned even uglier. She took a few steps back and hid behind the novelist. "I will never make the same mistake again!"

Seeing that the people on both sides seemed to be talking in charades, Feng Jianyu felt a little embarrassed: "Ahem, pay attention, this is an interrogation!"

Maori Kogoro was clearly aware of the interrogation process: "Since you are interrogating so many people together, it proves that you have very few clues at the moment. This is why I, the sleeping Kogoro, need to help!"

As expected of Kogoro Mouri, he still knew to promote himself at this time, but it seems inappropriate in this atmosphere.

Fortunately, Xiaolan came out in time to rescue him: "Dad, stop making trouble, this is an interrogation by the police."

Although Yuya Kazami obtained a lot of information under the command of Toru Amuro, it still takes time to integrate this information together. Moreover, although the murder in the Melodi family mansion looks bloody and complicated, in Toru Amuro's view, this is just a one-man show of the Melodi family, a play for the poisonous snake to watch.

Perhaps, apart from the theft of the film in his collection room, everything was within the expectations of the head of the family?

The interrogation eventually came to nothing because there was no evidence to prove that the perfumer who remained at the scene was capable of killing nine servants. The sculptor, who was also in a wheelchair and whose whereabouts were still unknown, could not have done the same. As for the other sixteen servants who disappeared mysteriously, there was nothing left except the photos showing their terrified faces. The chain of evidence was almost completely severed.

The only possible murderer left behind only a footprint and some stibnite fragments.

The novelist asked to see the reporter's body. Relying on his investigation of the Delos Manor, Amuro Toru got Kazami Yuya to agree to this request. So the novelist came to the morgue accompanied by several public security officers.

Conan didn't know what the novelist saw in the morgue. He only knew that his legs were trembling when he came out. If the composer and the entomologist hadn't supported him, he might not have been able to stand up.

"She, she's in front of me again... Alice, no..." The novelist's mental state was obviously not right. His breathing began to become rapid and his eyes began to lose focus.

"Orpheus!" The composer was the first to notice this, immediately pulling open the novelist's collar and pulling out a bottle of medicine. "Quick, Pliny, hold him down! I don't want to feel the force of a wild boar slamming into a wall again!"

The entomologist grabbed the novelist's arms tightly from behind, and the composer took the opportunity to pour the pills from the bottle into his hands, and then stuffed them directly into the novelist's mouth.

"Water, bring some water!" The composer's shout woke everyone watching this scene up from their dreams.

Xiaolan immediately went to the water dispenser and handed it to the composer, who immediately poured it into the novelist's mouth. After watching the novelist's throat churn and clearly swallow the pill, the composer wiped the nonexistent cold sweat from his forehead and signaled the entomologist with his eyes.

The entomologist breathed a sigh of relief and released the restraints on the novelist's hands. The novelist took a few deep breaths and regained his composure.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure. I've been overworked lately, and my old illness has relapsed..." The novelist rubbed his temples, and the dark circles under his eyes undoubtedly confirmed his statement.

"Mr. Orpheus, are you really okay?" Xiaolan looked at the novelist with concern.

"Ah, I'm fine. It's just that a lot has been going on lately... Little Alice's health is deteriorating, and Campbell's got into this thing..." The novelist lowered his head as he spoke. "It's okay. I've gotten through tougher times than this. I'll try to get my spirits right."

Conan looked at the haggard novelist and felt very uncomfortable. He glared at the photographer and Jack fiercely. If it weren't for these two guys, there wouldn't be so many cases. And the Fool's Gold, his purpose was also very puzzling.

I wonder if Mr. Xie and Mr. Fan will know some news.