Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 488 Cleaning Operation (End)

In the Kudo house next door, Shuichi Akai looked at the invitation letter that appeared on his desk and planned to go to Conan to discuss it.

Conan wasn't surprised by Shuichi Akai's visit. After all, with all the activity at the Oletus Manor, it was only natural for the FBI to receive some information. What really surprised Conan was the invitation in Shuichi Akai's hand. "Important business, please come to the mansion." It was a brief message, likely indicating that the Oletus Manor had some follow-up actions they wanted to discuss.

"What do you think, Conan, do you want to go?" Akai Shuichi disguised himself as Subaru Okiya and looked at Conan who was thinking.

Conan nodded. He also wanted to know when the Oletus Manor would get the medicine that could make himself smaller.

In front of the Delos Manor, it was Deer Head who opened the door for Conan and his friends. The manor seemed particularly lively today. Conan saw the Crybaby playing with the night watchman on the lawn, and an archer practicing archery next to them.

On the bench by the fountain on the other side, sat a bald man whom he had never seen before. There was a long and narrow scar on his head, and he was holding an incense burner in his hand. The batsman was sitting next to him and talking to him.

Conan was very curious about this man's origins. After all, in addition to the incense burner, this man was also carrying chains and shackles. "Mr. Ganji, who is this gentleman I haven't seen?"

"I'm Efron Weisz, hello." The escape master spoke little, his memory like a mess in his mind.

"Mr. Weisz used to be a magician, but now... ahem, he has amnesia, so he came to the manor to seek treatment." The batsman helped explain.

So this was a new survivor. Although he was carrying an Asian incense burner, he wasn't from here. His suit was quite tattered, and combined with the shackles on his body, he looked like he had just escaped from prison.

"A magician? But I remember there is already a magician in the manor." Conan certainly remembered the magician. Would this great magician who had seen through Kaito Kid's magic tricks at a glance really allow someone with similar functions to enter the manor?

The magician and the adventurer just happened to walk over. The magician first glanced at the escape artist, then looked at Conan: "Are you talking about me?"

"Because I just learned that Mr. Weisz is also a magician. Wouldn't his code name be the same as yours?"

"Of course not. Miss Nightingale said that the code name of the new Mr. Weisz is 'Escape Master'." The adventurer spoke before the magician.

The magician glared at the adventurer fiercely, but the adventurer, with a playful smile, pulled the batsman to tell the adventure story he had just made up, leaving the scene to the magician and the escape artist.

The escape artist stared at the magician for a long time before saying, "You look a bit like the apprentice of a magician I met before. That great magician, John, was an amazing escape artist. Although my memory is hazy, I vaguely remember that he died in a stage accident."

"Have you met the great magician John?" The magician took several steps back upon hearing this. He hadn't expected his "accomplice" to have such severe amnesia. "But he's dead, so the title of master magician should be passed on to someone else."

"Maybe. I've seen many, many people struggle in the magic tank... Some escaped, while others drowned in that cold place."

Good man, this guy definitely has a criminal record, Conan complained silently in his heart.

"Alright, two 'Masters,' have you ever considered going backstage to practice your escape tricks? We have guests here." The cheerleader came over with the forward, and she placed her arms on the shoulders of the magician and the escape artist, one on each side. "Come on, let's go get some dessert. Sweet things will make your memories clearer."

Although it was the cheerleader who was pushing the two people forward, due to the height difference between the three people, the cheerleader looked like the one being carried by two people.

The vanguard looked at the receding "concave" character and scratched his head. "I wonder when Mr. Weisz will remember that the great magician John was killed by his good apprentice, Mr. Servi, and that as Mr. Servi's apprentice, he was also an accomplice. If he has such information in his memory, Mr. Servi will become withdrawn again."

"Is Mr. Servi worried that his master-killing scheme will be discovered?" Conan asked, puzzled. "And this newcomer, Mr. Weisz, is actually his accomplice."

"I guess he's worried about a repeat of what happened before." The vanguard twisted his fingers in a state of anxiety. "Back at the manor, it was me who exposed the truth behind his master's murder. During that magic show, I witnessed him replacing the locks used in his escape trick. Mr. Weisz wasn't there at the time, so I had no idea they were related at first."

"Then, uh, during that experiment, I thought Mr. Servi wanted to kill me, so I told Naib about it, and then Naib killed him with a knife."

"what?"

"And Kurt, at first I thought Servi killed him, but it turned out to be Naib who killed someone and framed him... Afterwards, Naib even said that Servi's ability didn't match his ambition."

"So this is why Mr. Servi said he and Mr. Naib have a bad relationship?" Conan was shocked.

The Savage came over with his feral companions. "There's nothing we can do. Naib was already going crazy with killing at that time. He even had a fight with Mr. Bane afterwards, but unfortunately he didn't win."

"Come to think of it, besides Mr. Weisz who just came, there's also a new survivor named Miss Amanda. Those glowing machines have attracted quite a few small animals."

"Ah, I know. Another supervisor will be coming soon. However, I heard that he is a physicist and seems to be related to the Dark Eye Cult." The vanguard showed a headache.

"Um, Miss Amanda seems to be a member of the Dark Eye Cult..."

[Forward: What if the new supervisor counters the OB position?]

[Savage: It's known that everyone in the Dark Eye Cult possesses control-type abilities, so it's highly likely that this billiard player possesses similar abilities.]

Akai Shuichi: You, the Dark Eye Cult, still have experts? You've mastered classical mechanics, electromagnetism, optics, and theology, right?

The vanguard and the wild man didn't say anything more to the two of them, but urged them to hurry to the mansion to keep their appointment. When the two of them arrived at the reception room, they found that the scene seemed a little chaotic.

Noisy clung to the chandelier on the ceiling and refused to come down. The chandelier swayed slightly, as if it was about to fall down. Fool's Gold was embedded in the wall, struggling to use his pickaxe to hit the wall, trying to dig himself out. The Hermit and the Apostle stood together, the Apostle holding his beloved cat in his arms, and the Hermit holding his staff tightly.

In the center of the living room, a fierce fight was obviously going on, but the objects fighting seemed to be the Queen Bee and Nightmare. One was desperately stabbing the other's face with its stinger, and the other raised its sharp claws and crushed the opponent's more fragile wings.

"Damn it, is there no one coming to help?" The Queen Bee was obviously unable to hold on any longer. After all, the opponent on the other side was a peak level seven nightmare, and he had also taken a lot of small potions.

"What's this? Is it Mrs. Pliny and Mr. Orpheus?" Conan looked at the two fighting in disbelief. "Professor Lorenz, Miss An, aren't you going to help?"

The hermit looked around, pointed his staff at Fool's Gold, who was still struggling in the wall, and the noise hanging from the chandelier, and said, "That's what happens to those who go to help. There's no good outcome if a third person gets involved in a fight between two people."