Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 410 Melody Villa (Part 6)

"Mother-in-law Valentina, it seems that the god is not easy to talk to. I accidentally mentioned his name before, and Mr. Victor was almost strangled to death by him." Conan rubbed his head, which still ached slightly, with a candy in his mouth.

"Is that the postman? He's fine. He went straight to the doctor after returning to the logistics team." The grocer reassured Conan. "Your room is just ahead. We'll be there soon."

When turning a corner in the corridor, Conan saw a patient (angel guide) who was guarding in front of a room, looking anxious and at a loss.

"What should I do? What should I do? Ada hasn't come out to talk to me for five minutes. Ada, don't abandon me..." The patient, who was dressed like a messenger of God, paced anxiously in front of the door.

Conan, Toru Amuro, and Shuichi Akai heard the patient's mumbling: ...This person is in the late stage of lovesickness, there's no hope for him.

"It's the member codenamed 'Patient'. It seems that he now has to act separately from the 'Psychologist'." Amuro Toru reminded from the side.

But the patient had already noticed them: "Yes, it's you! Ada is in there, you are not allowed to go in!"

The three of them covered their faces speechlessly.

Shuichi Akai looked at the doorplate, which indicated that this was the "Logistics Team" room.

The support team seems to include a psychologist, a priest, a prophet, and a bartender. Apparently, the patient was turned away because he wasn't a member of the support team...

Shuichi Akai looked at the patient. The patient's condition was not good. There was sweat on his forehead and the muscles on his face were trembling slightly. It seemed that he was suffering from some disease.

"Emile, you'd better come in. After all, your situation is special." The door suddenly opened and the prophet (the prophet of the past) walked out. "Ada is waiting for you."

"Really?" The patient's originally gloomy face instantly turned from gloomy to bright, and he quickly walked along the side of the prophet and went in. His speed was so fast that the people present could not see clearly.

"Good day, Conan, and Mr. Akai and Mr. Amuro." The prophet adjusted the accessories on his face and greeted the three people.

"Mr. Eli? What you're wearing..." Conan looked at the prophet from head to toe.

Uh, it's like a dress wearing only a light gauze, with bare feet, palms decorated with birds, and a transparent veil covering the head... Conan suddenly felt that his understanding of clothing began to collapse.

No? Is this something a person can pull off? Mr. Eli, you're wearing too little!

[Prophet: This dress is really too thin... It's so cold...]

[Priest: Be patient, I'll have Mr. Antonio come over and heat it up right away.]

[Bartender: Even without your request, Eli, he would have rushed over non-stop just to get a drink.]

Sure enough, the next second, the violinist appeared at the door of the room. He wrapped his long hair, which seemed to be burning with flames, around the prophet beside him, and then squeezed into the room.

"Wait, Mr. Antonio, the supervisors' room should be on the second floor..." The captured prophet stuck his head out from his hair to remind him, but the violinist turned a deaf ear.

"It's okay. Didn't Fiona say you were too cold in this? I'll come and warm you up and get some wine." The violinist walked into the room cheerfully, not forgetting to turn around and wave to Conan. "Have fun, Conan."

With a bang, the door was closed, and Conan didn't even have time to see how many people were in the room.

Conan covered his head and said, "Mr. Antonio is still the same... No wonder his sponsorship was easily taken away by Melody."

The grocer was not interested in this farce. "Your room is just up ahead, and there's a cloakroom next door. Please change into appropriate clothes as soon as possible."

Toru Amuro looked at Shuichi Akai again: I want to see what kind of clothes you brought with you. You haven’t changed them for so long!

After several people came to this room, Toru Amuro's first thought was to see how many listening and surveillance devices there were here, but obviously he found nothing. Mechanical products can be easily discovered by these people with strong anti-reconnaissance awareness, so everyone in the manor used some "biological means".

For example, there was a peeper hidden in the sofa, which made Toru Amuro always feel that he was being spied on, but he could not find any suspicious device.

Tired, let's destroy it. Speechless at the endless tricks of the Oritis Manor, Amuro Toru slumped on the sofa.

The peeper in the sofa: Squeak! (Being pressed)

However, the appearance of Akai Shuichi after changing clothes made Amuro Toru feel a little better: "Hahahaha, what's that look of yours? A blue cat?"

Akai Shuichi coughed twice: "At least I have extra abilities to use, so it's not completely unacceptable."

When Toru Amuro heard Shuichi Akai say that his strange costume had special powers, he was stunned. The mercenary didn't seem to have mentioned this to him.

Conan quickly proved to Amuro Toru that the "Ivan" costume was actually a military coat and could be used once it was put on: "It's real, Mr. Amuro, look."

Conan waved his hand, and a small snowman appeared on the coffee table.

Amuro Toru's eyes widened. "How did they do that? Is there an ice maker hidden in that dress?"

"No, it's just... it feels magical. I don't know why I think it's normal for something like this to exist in Oletus Manor." Conan scratched his head.

Toru Amuro turned his head to look at Shuichi Akai, and found that Shuichi Akai was floating just below the ceiling, looking down at him. So Toru Amuro suddenly felt aggrieved. Why didn't anyone tell him that this costume of his had any special abilities?

[Antique Dealer: Naib, were you so busy eating that you forgot about this?]

[Mercenary: Well...]

[Batter: Send someone over to fix this!]

[Embarkantist: Can I not go?]

[Postman: Or I should go...]

[First Mate: No need, Victor, you've worked hard on your acting. I'll go ahead and give them our program.]

[Gravekeeper: Then do your best.]

Toru Amuro was thinking about what special abilities this costume from the Undertaker had. He had seen the Undertaker disappear from the Touch of the Abyss before, so the Undertaker's special ability was most likely teleportation?

Before Amuro Toru could think more, a sudden knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Hey, Conan, you guys are in there, open the door."

Conan recognized the voice as the first mate's and immediately rushed over to open the door: "Mr. Jose!"

The first mate (Captain Hook) fiddled with his decorative eyepatch and handed the program to Conan: "This is the program for this gathering. Also, by the way, Mr. Amuro's costume is called 'Phoenix', and its prototype is the phoenix in the legend of the wizard Samhain. It can summon blue flames to attack the undead, and of course, it can also create coffins to protect itself."

[Photographer: Why did you add this setting? Are we still going to fight? I'm wearing the "Lord of the Dead" outfit.]

[Jack: You have to fight magic with magic. I'll just choose "Evil Eye Host." Abyssal Technology, boy!]

[Magician: No, then how did you use magic to fight magic?]