Chapter 89 Game of Kings

Chapter 89 Game of Kings

Chapter 89 Game of Kings
"Ran's boyfriend? Is he the high school detective named 'Kudo Shinichi'?"

"Eh? Have you seen him?"

Xiaolan felt a little complicated at this moment. Why did Sera act more excited than her?
"Not really."

Kirishima Mai thought about it carefully, "It seems that it was the boy named Kudo Shinichi who solved the case in Tropical Paradise."

"I was the one who wrote the report on the case at the time and gave it a name, 'The Roller Coaster Murder Case.'"

At that time, Kudo Shinichi was accompanied by Xiaolan, so it's no wonder that she thought they were a boyfriend and girlfriend.

"Come to think of it, it seems like it's been a while since there's been news of Kudo Shinichi solving a case. It's all about a man named Maori Kogoro. Maori, Maori? Eh, could he be Xiaolan's father?"

Kirishima Mai showed a surprised expression.

Xiaolan nodded and acknowledged the father-daughter relationship between the two.

"So, Xiaolan is also a detective?"

Just when Xiaolan was about to say "No", Mai Kirishima continued, "But you don't look like someone who likes reasoning."

Xiaolan is actually indifferent to reasoning and detective stories and has a very neutral attitude.

However, she really likes the confidence that Kudo Shinichi shows when he is reasoning.

As the saying goes: Confident men are the most attractive.

"I'm not a detective."

Xiaolan lowered her head slightly, but soon raised her head again and smiled: "But why did Sister Mai say that?"

"If the detective's girlfriend is a detective and the pianist's girlfriend is also a pianist, then the relationship between the two is more like colleagues than boyfriend and girlfriend."

Qinghai Chuantang stared at the calm lake and said calmly: "Kirishima, you talk too much. I guess all the fish were scared away by you."

"Isn't it?"

Mai Kirishima hurried over, pulled up the fishing line, and saw that there was nothing on the hook.

After a moment of silence, she said, "Have you ever thought that it's not my problem?"

Qinghai Chuantang remained calm and said, "This is called Jiang Taigong fishing, those who are willing will take the bait."

"You can fish like this for a hundred years and still get nothing."

As she spoke, Kirishima Mai pulled her up, "Besides, it's such a wonderful night, and it's rare to have so many people here, why don't we play games together."

After all, if you keep eating, you always feel like something is missing, there should be some entertainment.

First, prepare the same number of disposable chopsticks as the number of people, then write "King" on one of the sticks and write numbers on the remaining chopsticks.

This is often referred to as the King's Game.

Not only disposable chopsticks, but also dice cups. It seems that they came prepared.

So, who will be the king of the first round?
"I didn't expect that the king would be me."

The word "King" is written on the top of the disposable chopsticks in Xiaolan's hand.

"Then, let No. 3 feed No. 5 something."

No one answered.

"Ah?"

Kirishima Mai blinked, a little confused: "I remember, I clearly wrote these two numbers."

Okiya Subaru and Amuro Toru looked at each other and immediately turned their heads away.

Obviously, they are No. 3 and No. 5.

Sonoko said seriously: "Since this is a king's game, you have to accept the loss!"

"Sorry, number 3 is me."

Qinghai Chuantang raised the chopsticks in his hand and said with a smile: "I saw it wrong at first, I thought I got number 2."

According to Mai Kirishima's writing habits, it is sometimes easy to confuse the numbers 2 and 3.

"So, who is number 5?"

"it's me."

I saw that the number written on the chopsticks in Okiya Subaru's hand was exactly 5.

Qinghai Chuantang paused and secretly glanced at Amuro Toru.

Although the other person had a smile on his face, why did I always feel that the smile was a little creepy?

So much so that when feeding, my hands almost shook and the fat beef fell to the ground.

"Okay, now for round two. So, who is the king?"

"Great!"

Sonoko looked at the king she had drawn and said with a grin, "My request is that No. 5 and No. 4 hug each other."

Toru Amuro was lucky and drew number 5 again.

Coincidentally, the person chosen by No. 4 was Okiya Subaru.

This time, there will be no "misunderstanding".

The atmosphere became a little subtle.

"I am willing to admit defeat."

“I’m not like someone.”

Mai Kirishima looked at the strange interaction between the two and whispered to Qing Hai Chuan Tang: "There's something wrong with these two."

"And from the first moment I saw them, there was a sense of 'tit for tat'."

It's more than just tit-for-tat.

It was a miracle that they didn't tear each other apart with their bare hands.

"Round three. Who will be the king this time?"

Kirishima Mai said, and when she pulled out the chopsticks, she showed a surprised expression: "I didn't expect that such luck would fall on me this time."

Kirishima Mai smiled slyly: "Since this is a King's Game, of course there must be a chocolate bar. So, No. 1 and No. 4, eat this chocolate bar together!"

Conan looked at the people around him, then looked down at the chopsticks in his hand. He didn't expect that he was number 4.

So, who is number 1?

"I'm number 1. Who among you is number 4?"

Xiaolan looked at the people around her and finally found that Conan had been staring at her.

I couldn't help but laugh and said, "What? It turns out that Conan was the winner."

For some reason, she felt as if she could finally let go of the worry in her heart.

Conan nodded slowly.

At this moment, his face was red, like a monkey's butt.

When I see Xiaolan holding a chocolate bar and slowly moving towards me, I always have a strange feeling: How nice it would be if I were not Conan now, but Kudo Shinichi.

If she was just a child, she might not care about anything at all.

If it was Kudo Shinichi, she would definitely blush, not be so proactive like she is now.

However, Xiaolan didn't want others to see her shy look.
"Little pervert."

Someone cursed him in a low voice.

"Okay, now it's time for the thrilling and exciting fourth round. Who will be the king this time?"

Masumi Sera looked at the chopsticks in his hand and was surprised: "I was the one who picked it."

"Since this is a king's game, it must be exciting."

As he spoke, Sera Masumi revealed a sly smile and gave his orders: "Number 6 and Number 2, kiss for one minute!"

Sonoko exclaimed: "No way, it's so exciting?"

"So, who is number 6 and who is number 2?"

Qinghai Chuantang showed the chopsticks in his hand, and the number on them was exactly 6.

After repeatedly checking the chopsticks in his hand, Amuro Toru smiled and said, "I'm number 2."

"Click——"

It was the sound of chopsticks breaking.

Okiya Subaru: You are truly a good sister to your brother.

"Is this so exciting?"

Yuanzi covered her eyes with her hands and looked out carefully through the gaps between her fingertips.

Kirishima Mai looked in the direction of Amuro Toru and smiled shyly: "Actually, if you don't mind, I can replace Xiao Tangtang. My skills are pretty good."

"Willing to bet."

At this moment, a scream came from not far away, interrupting what she was about to say.

"Someone's dead! Someone come quickly——"

The game was forced to stop.

The moment they heard the scream, Conan and Sera Masumi ran towards the source of the sound.

And they were the people who had attended the previous class reunion.

The deceased was named Katsuhiko Takeatsu, male, 34 years old.

At the time of the incident, several people were playing the King game together.

At the king's request, No. 1 and No. 2 have to kiss for 3 minutes.

The person who kissed Katsuhiko Takeatsu was his old classmate Yonezu.

We are all adults now, so drinking is inevitable in such activities.

They didn't know how much alcohol they had drunk, they only knew that now they felt like they had taken a hangover pill.

"No, it wasn't me. How could I have killed him?"

Yonezu fell to the ground, waving his hands and shaking his head frantically, trying to convince everyone that he was not the murderer.

But at the time of the incident, she was the only one who had close contact with Katsuhiko Takeatsu.

It was indeed after kissing her that he fell to the ground and eventually died.

"Killing someone with a kiss? What a romantic way to do it. Did he have any visions before the crime?"

Zhimu nodded and said nervously, "Yes, there is something wrong. Zhuhou suddenly caught a cold."

"I remember you guys came here very early, right? Isn't it normal to catch a cold after being outside in the wind for so long?"

"That's right."

No, it must not be that simple!
Just as Conan was about to speak, he suddenly remembered his current appearance as a child, which was not convincing at all.

"Acute throat edema and rash on the arms. It's not a cold, but caused by allergies. If it had been treated earlier, it might have been saved. Unfortunately, it's too late now."

Qinghai Chuantang stood up, looked at everyone, and asked, "Do you know what he is allergic to?"

"allergy?"

Several people looked at each other, obviously they were unaware of this matter.

Zhimu looked at the short-haired woman standing beside him, "Guangshan, you used to be Takehiro's wife, you should know, right?"

Guangshan Yizhi was stunned and shook his head.

"He never mentioned it to me. I just know that he likes peanuts very much. When he was a singer in a bar, people would always give him spicy peanuts."

Zhimu was a little surprised. "He actually likes to eat peanuts? But why did he say he didn't want to eat peanut oil when I mentioned peanut oil when I asked him what oil he used?"

“This is normal, okay?”

Guishan put his hand on his shoulder. "Just like I like eating strawberries but don't like drinking strawberry milk. People are always contradictory."

Studies show that 90% of allergy deaths are caused by peanuts.

Now, new problems arise.

Since Katsuhiko Takeatsu did not eat any food coated with peanut oil, how did he become allergic?

Could it be that someone secretly crushed the peanuts, added them to other foods, and let him eat them?

"Oh, that's weird!"

When the disposable chopsticks on the table are put together, they are not of the same length, and some even have slight differences at the top.

For example, some chopsticks are longer, some are shorter; some have sharp upper corners, while others have slightly rounded upper corners.

"If you use these as marks, you can know the opponent's number. And if you cheat seriously, it feels like you can be the king in every game!"

Conan smiled innocently, as if he had said something insignificant.

"Is this what you're talking about?"

Zhimu scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "Actually, it's because I didn't bring so many of the same chopsticks, so I used other brands instead, which makes it look more mixed."

"Although I wrote all these numbers, I didn't mean to cheat. So every time I let them take all the numbers, I would take the remaining one."

Conan couldn't help but remain silent. Was he overthinking it?
No, that's not right.

What we should be thinking about now is how the murderer killed Mr. Takehiru.

Then, the murderer hiding in the dark——

"Speaking of which, the taste of today's barbecue is a little hard to describe, right?"

"what?"

Gao Bu turned to look at the man who had spoken, "That's true. But with enough sauce, it's actually okay. But, how did you know that?"

"Peanut Oil told me."

The peanut oil in front of me is dark yellow, and there are a few words written on the bottle: Extra virgin peanut oil.

If refined peanut oil is used, it will not cause allergies.

However, there are residual peanut protein in virgin peanut oil, which is allergenic, and the allergenicity becomes stronger after baking and heating.

"But, but, Zhu Hou didn't touch these foods at all, how could it cause allergies?"

"After a person eats, food allergens can remain in the saliva for up to four hours."

"That is, during these four hours, any close contact with a person who has allergens in his saliva will cause allergies."

"And allergies are not short-lived, they last for a while and then lead to anaphylactic shock."

Death from anaphylactic shock can occur within minutes.

Allergy homicide is the most difficult method of killing to uncover.

It's not because it's so clever, but precisely because it's so simple and leaves so few clues that it's easy for the case to come to a standstill.

Because sometimes, it is difficult for people to know whether the other party is doing it intentionally or unintentionally.

Dai Tian looked at Guangshan Masuie and said in disbelief: "Guangshan, you brought the peanut oil. Could it be that you really did it? But, but, why did you do this?"

"Why do you do this?"

Guangshan Yizhi chuckled, "If it wasn't because of that woman, how could he and I get divorced?"

"Could it be that Song Xue's death was not an accident?"

Guangshan Yizhi looked up at the night sky and sighed.

"Her death was indeed an accident. After all, I would not have expected that she would go directly to the hot springs."

When these two things are combined, it is easy to create the illusion that it was "premeditated".

Complicating simple things is equivalent to setting up a barrier for yourself.

Her parents divorced when she was very young, and she lived with her mother.

When she grew up, she lacked family nourishment and had an immense desire for family.

After finally having her own family, she carefully and dedicatedly maintained it.

They were in love and had happy times.

"But why. Why did he walk into the hotel with her?"

Cheating, betrayal.

Her family was broken again.

When the police arrived, they saw a woman kneeling on the ground sobbing.

"Mr. Policeman, take me away."

Mitsuyama Masuie stretched out his hands, waiting for the cold handcuffs.

"Women are creatures that feed on love, the evolved version of tapirs. If you lose love, nothing else matters, right?"

As she spoke, Guangshan Yizhi began to laugh. As she laughed, she started to cry again.

If you are allergic, be sure to tell us and carry allergy medicine with you. In one episode of Conan, a man refused to eat the shrimps handed to him by the other party because he was allergic to shrimps (I think it was shrimps?)
After that, the woman killed the other person...what a tragic story.

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(End of this chapter)