Chapter 388 This Kid Doesn't Play by the Rules! [Additional Update]

Chapter 388 This guy... doesn't play by the rules! 【Additional update】

"Who knows?"

Fujino shook his head and walked to Conan's table.

He didn't intend to directly say that that boy Kuroba Kaito was pretending to be Mouri Kogoro.

I don't care, you two concubines can just go and scheming.

"Brother Fujino!"

When Conan saw the savior coming, he immediately stood up and said, "Come and play with the two sisters. I feel that playing cards is so boring!"

'You boy...'

Fujino glanced at Conan speechlessly.

Are you afraid of Xiaolan's luck as the European Emperor?

"Shunzi!"

Xiaolan smiled and showed her playing cards in her hand: "I won again!"

"Xiaolan, cheating is not a good thing..."

Wearing a purple evening dress, Ikumi Gunda held her chin charmingly and reminded Xiaolan: "Look, do the two cards on the far left overlap?"

"It's true...it seems like it's stuck together by something."

Xiaolan opened the two cards and her face suddenly turned pale: "Blood!!!"

"oh?"

Gunda Yumi raised the corners of her mouth slightly when she heard this, glanced at it, and said softly: "It seems that there is blood here too..."

"The maid seemed to have said that just now."

Motegi Harushi heard the sound and came over and reminded: "This place is exactly the same as the scene when the crime occurred. It has basically not been touched."

"But compared to these..."

Fujino stepped forward and wiped the blood: "Xiaolan, your deck of cards is still straight even if it is stained with blood."

"well??"

Xiaolan was also surprised, "Really!"

Gunda Ikumi: "..."

Motegi Harushi: "..."

So, shouldn’t the focus of attention be on blood?

Why follow Shunzi?

Do you guys have such out-of-touch personalities?

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the maid came in and bowed slightly to everyone: "Everyone, dinner is ready. Our master is waiting for you in the restaurant."

"That guy finally showed up..."

Kuroba Kaito pressed against Mouri Kogoro's skin, put his hands in his pockets, and got angry.

The others also looked very interested and followed the maid to the restaurant.

The restaurant is not far from the lounge.

The first thing you see is a huge white fireplace with a church-style feel. In front of the fireplace is an arch-shaped dining table. The dining table is covered with a green tablecloth, and on the tablecloth is a nameplate with everyone's name.

At the center of the table, at the back of the table, sat a strange man wearing a blue suit and a purple pointed bucket mask, with strangely glowing red eyes, looking directly at everyone entering the restaurant.

Fujino: "..."

Which religion are you the leader of?

Big FFF teaches?

Or is it the Shenhuo Miao Miao Cult?

What do you want to do with this outfit? Do you want to show off your middle school skills?

"All the famous detectives present..."

The weirdo with glowing red eyes said in a deep voice: "I sincerely invite you to come to this Twilight Hall. Now please take your seats. There are your corresponding names on the table."

Fujino sighed, drew the wooden sword directly from behind, and walked forward slowly.

"Hey, Fujino, what are you doing?"

Hakuba Tan was immediately confused when he saw Fujino's posture.

Good guy, how can anyone draw a sword right away...

‘Should I just beat this guy up right away…’

Kuroba Kaito put his hands in his pockets and watched Fujino slowly step forward.

"I have long heard that this little detective uses a wooden sword. I didn't expect that he would even carry a wooden sword with him..."

Gunda Ikumi glanced at it with interest: "No wonder it's called the real Zuomonji."

Motegi Harushi looked a little strange: "By the way, where did he draw the wooden sword from..."

The last one to follow, the gourmet detective Fatty in a suit, was in a panic.

As the planner of this party, he did not expect that someone would appear to disrupt the situation.

Not to mention the reckless man who pulled out a wooden knife and went up to do it.

Why doesn't this kid follow the routine?

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have invited this guy here!

"Wasn't talking so much... Chuunibyou, right?"

With everyone watching, Fujino stepped forward, raised his hand and hit the weirdo on the head with a knife.

"Dong dong dong..."

Under everyone's surprised gazes, the weirdo's head was cut off directly, and he grunted twice on the ground.

Everyone present: "..."

"It's a tape and a loudspeaker!"

Conan was the first to rush forward to check, picked up a head with a trumpet, and placed it on the table.

Everyone present: "..."

Why is the scene so harmonious?

"Huh huh... It seems that the young detective knew it was a loudspeaker since he entered the door."

Ikumi Gunda looked at the loudspeaker, crossed his hands across his chest, and said with a tongue-in-cheek, "We, the detectives who are more famous than him, didn't notice this."

"He actually used a loudspeaker to fool us."

Motegi Harushi was a little dissatisfied: "It seems that guy has no intention of showing up at all..."

"I invited you here today just to find the treasure that has been sleeping somewhere in this museum for many years..."

The speaker continued: "For that huge amount of wealth that has been accumulated for many years, I am willing to use my life as a bet!"

"boom!"

A burst of explosions suddenly came from outside.

"What sound?!"

Although his plan was disrupted, Okami Zhushan still looked outside in confusion, looking a little surprised.

"The car exploded, what else could there be? Didn't you hear the sound of the car shell falling to the ground?"

Fujino glanced at Okami Zhushan speechlessly, feeling that this guy's acting was a bit exaggerated.

Thinking about it, he looked at Mogi Harufu: "But by the way, Mr. Mogi, your wife seems to have exploded too."

Mogi Harufu: "..."

Can you please not mention this.

Kuroba Kaito felt quite good.

He was scolded just for touching the car.

Now it's a retribution, right?

Fujino naturally noticed Kuroba Kaito's expression, turned around and said to Maori Kogoro: "Brother Maori, the car you rented seems to have exploded as well."

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

It's okay if it explodes, it's not my car anyway...

Wait, that car seems to have been prepared by him.

And he bought it...

Damn!

Thinking of this, Kuroba Kaito immediately became unhappy, and he acted out Maori Kogoro's angry look vividly: "Asshole!"

"Don't worry, I'm just slightly restricting your personal freedom."

The loudspeaker continued to make a sound: "I'm always in the position of being chased by your detectives and police. Now it's time to change the taste. The bridge you just passed has been blown up by me, and there is no signal for mobile phones here. So, this is a survival game. Whoever finds the treasure can share it with me, and can also get a way to leave. Now that you know the rules, then enjoy the last dinner! After all, you can't fight on an empty stomach!"