Conan: The story that cats and wineries have to tell

"What are you thinking here? Why do I feel like you don't look good when you first walk through the door?

Conan looked at Banxia, who was frowning and looking around, with some curiosity.

"Nothing, just a little worried about the bad guys breaking into the house. After all, aren't these dilapidated and uninhabited houses the most favored places for those homeless?

Banxia didn't know if he was talking to Conan, or if he was talking to himself.

Hearing Banxiadi's words, Conan also followed him and looked around, but didn't find anything strange.

Except, of course, the puzzle designed by Dr. Asasa that he could see at a glance.

"Don't flip around like that. If you pay more attention to your surroundings, you can easily spot important clues.

Dr. Asasa couldn't help but stop the trio who had a tendency to turn the room upside down.

"That's right, it's like I don't know why, but there is a line of words under my feet that seem to have been carved on purpose."

With that, Conan no longer considered Banxia's worries, but walked to the center of the house as if nothing had happened.

"Deliberately engraved words?"

The three little ones exclaimed in unison, and at the same time put down what they were holding and pounced on Conan, instantly squeezing him aside.

"What does that mean?"

Taking advantage of the three little ones to bury their heads in thinking, Banxia followed the smell of the stranger he had smelled and walked around the room.

"Who the hell is it? I hadn't smelled it the last time I came.

Banxia frowned and stopped in front of the cabinet under the stagnant clock. This is where the smell is stronger, and the next place is... Before chess?

Why is it all exactly the same as where Dr. Asasa laid out the puzzle yesterday? Could it be that this is Dr. Asasa's smell? No, the two are not the same at all, right? One was filled with the smell of low-quality tobacco and alcohol, and the other was filled with the smell of laboratory metal debris and motor oil. It can't be said that it is exactly the same, it can only be said that it is unrelated.

Could it be that a thief or a homeless man has sneaked in these days, and after seeing the words on the ground, he really believes that there are treasures in this villa?

Thinking of this, Banxia planned to sneak a look at a box of toys that Dr. Asa had hidden. After all, the homeless man should have solved the puzzle as well.

But when Banxia turned his head and was about to take a look in the bedroom opposite the door, he saw Conan touching his chin and walking out of the room.

"Huh? Banxia? Have you solved that puzzle?

Conan looked at Banxia a little strangely, but his mind was thinking about something else.

"No, the doctor's puzzle is too unkind to me. Although I have no barriers to communication with you, I can understand Japanese riddles and everything. Banxia shrugged his shoulders and said calmly. He really didn't solve the puzzle, but after reading the puzzle, he could roughly guess what the words carved into the ground meant.

"And what are you?"

Conan looked at Banxia curiously.

"I'm going to take a good look at this villa."

"Well, you're right before, it's likely that this place has been used as a shelter by others for a long time."

Conan's face was a little solemn.

Well? Did Conan find any clues? Banxia was a little curious, but decided to follow the unfamiliar smell first.

However, as he expected, the smell stayed in front of the table where Dr. Asasa had placed the last clue, and in front of the bed where the toy box that served as the treasure was hidden.

"Is it really for the treasure?"

Banxia got under the bed and dragged the familiar wooden box out. However, what made his face gloomy was that all the toys that Dr. Asa had carefully prepared in the wooden box had been maliciously destroyed with knives.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Banxia chased down the stairs along the scent left by the man, and finally stopped in front of a broken window.

"Are you out? But judging by the freshness of the smell, it must be hiding somewhere outside.

Banxia narrowed her eyes, covering the cold color under her eyes, and turned back to the second floor.

He's going to talk to Dr. Asa about going out and making a "phone call",

and whose name will be changed to a phone soon? He doesn't know yet.

When Banxia returns to the room? Only to find out that they are working on something like a vase, candlestick, or something.

"What are you studying? It's not about solving puzzles and looking for treasure..."Banxia

closed his mouth again as soon as he was halfway through speaking. Dr. Asasa's treasure is gone.

"Ah, Banxia, where did you just go? Could it be that you, a little prodigy, are also stumped by my puzzles?

Dr. Asa turned to look at Banxia and smiled and waved at him, an expectant look on his face.

"yes, I'm stumped. After all, I'm a Chinese and not sensitive to this thing at all.

Banxia spread his hands, showing helplessness.

"Uh... I was negligent.

Dr. Asa touched his head a little embarrassed.

"However, Conan found out that there may have been an old man living in this villa before, and the children have also found objects with patterns."

Dr. Asasa said suddenly, as if something had suddenly occurred to him.

"Huh? An old man? Patterned objects? Banxia

was stunned, could it be that there is really an unknown treasure here?

"That's right, this is it."

Mitsuhiko and Motota, one holding a vase and the other holding a candlestick, showed the pattern of the sun, moon and stars painted on it to Banxia.

Why does this thing look so familiar? It seems that I had this thing under the plate I brought home a few days ago.

Wait, shouldn't you accidentally bring the clue home to solve the puzzle?

Thinking of this, Banxia glanced at Dr. Asa with some weakness.

"Well, let's not talk about that, you two better think about the puzzle on the floor."

Seeing that the strange pattern on the ornament had not progressed in the slightest, Sanxiao turned to focus on Dr. Asasa's puzzle.

"It's useless for you to look for me, I'm a Chinese, and I don't have a cold to Japanese at all."

Banxia pushed Conan in front of the three little ones, turned around and said to Dr. Asasa.

"Well, Doctor, I'll go out and make a call, I promise I won't run far."

"Ahh Dr. Asasa was a little puzzled.

"The signal isn't very good here. And there are some things I don't want to be heard by you. Banxia laughed twice.

"Alright, go and get back quickly."

"Okay."

Banxia touched a few packs of medicine bags and canisters in his pocket, walked down the stairs with a smile, and got out of the broken window.

"You're the one who destroys the toy, right? Phone.

Banxia quietly walked behind the man hiding in a circle of landscaping bushes around the villa, and asked lightly.

"Who?"

The man turned his head in surprise as his right hand reached into his pocket. But before he could see the figure behind him clearly, he felt a whirlwind of the sky, and finally his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

When Banxia was satisfied, when he returned to the second floor after making the call, he found that the entire second floor was empty, except for the staircase that appeared at some point.

"Banxia! You're finally back! Surely you don't know what we found.

In the midst of the trio of babbling, Conan successfully solves the mystery of the villa without a plate and discovers the trap staircase leading to the attic, where an old man who has been dead for many years carries with him a lead plate used to print counterfeit money.

"So that man is the criminal who came to find the lead plate?"

"Men? What man? Conan's face changed slightly.

"Is that the man lying on the lawn outside? Don't worry, he's already fainted. I've also called the police.

Banxia's eyes fluttered around.

Soon, in the midst of everyone's complicated gaze, the man with a strange color was carried into the police car.

And just like that, the treasure hunt, in which only toys and phone injuries were made, came to a successful end.