Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 549: The Oletus Manor Murder Case (Part 1)

"So, besides using mechanical ravens, how many other methods do they use to spy on our lives?" Kudo Shinichi felt creepy. It would be a bit scary if he was also stared at while sleeping.

Miss Nightingale pulled out a bunch of strange gadgets from the pile of junk. "Aside from their own mechanical products, there are also some props that were originally in the manor, such as this, the Peeper."

It was a strange plant with purple-black tentacles and a round eyeball on top. When Miss Nightingale held it in her hand, it swung the eyeball left and right, and the tentacles also twisted and wiggled, trying to escape from Miss Nightingale's palm.

As soon as Miss Nightingale let go, the peeper fell to the ground with a thud. The little guy rubbed the part of his lower body that seemed to be his butt with one of his tentacles in dissatisfaction, and made a "squeaking" sound from time to time, as if complaining that Miss Nightingale had hurt him.

As soon as Toru Amuro saw the Peeper, he felt the familiar feeling of being spied on: "Peeper? So this thing was made to spy on others?"

"I guess so, but there are no surveillance cameras in the manor. Only the major experimental sites have videotapes used to store experimental records."

"Then where do the videos we are watching now come from?" Shuichi Akai was a little confused. Since there were no cameras inside the manor, how were these videos filmed?

Miss Nightingale chuckled and slowly retreated behind the manor owner. "The lack of surveillance doesn't mean there aren't other means of surveillance. Everything in the manor is under his control. It's just that we never interfere with the normal lives of the people in the manor."

"Oh, but there seems to be a little disturbance happening in the manor right now."

After hearing what Miss Nightingale said, everyone subconsciously looked at the picture on the projector.

The screen showed the lobby of the Oritis Manor. Originally, there were two staircases leading to the second floor, but now, a body was lying on one of them. By this time, most survivors and hunters had finished their ranked matches and were preparing to have afternoon tea or do their favorite things, so no one noticed what had happened in the lobby.

"Wait, is that body Mr. Eli?" The sharp-eyed Kudo Shinichi quickly discovered who the deceased was.

Hattori Heiji also became excited: "Is it true that someone died in your manor?"

"This kind of serious injury will heal by the next day at the latest," Miss Nightingale replied calmly. "So don't worry about it."

The door to the second floor was opened, and the toy seller and the air force walked out, talking and laughing.

"Martha, let me tell you, I placed the springboard just right today. Even Mr. Diluci couldn't do anything to me." The toy seller was holding a jar of candy in her hand, which she was going to give to the crybaby later.

As Air Force reached the stairs, she saw the Prophet lying at the bottom of the stairs. She was so shocked that she didn't have time to alert the Toy Merchant behind her.

"Marta, what...eh? Why is Eli sleeping here? He doesn't have any performance at noon today, so it shouldn't be a big deal." The toy merchant ignored the air force's warning and walked forward, ready to wake the prophet up, but he noticed that the feeling in his hand seemed to be wrong.

"This, this, this... This is impossible!" The toy maker, who touched the prophet's stiff body, was horrified and fell on the stairs.

The air force quickly stepped forward: "Don't move, let me take a look."

Pulling off the ribbon covering the prophet's eyes, the air force and the toy seller saw the prophet's lifeless eyes and the tragic scene of blood oozing from his mouth and nose.

"Ahhhh!!!" The frightened toy maker let out a terrifying scream. After all, this kind of thing was very rare. Although survivors had been seriously injured in the game, this was outside the venue. How could such an accident happen?

Soon most of the people were attracted by the toy seller's screams. The magician took the lead and walked to the bottom of the stairs: "What's going on?"

"I don't know how Eli got here..." The toy seller was a little incoherent, and it was obvious that she was really nervous.

"Don't be anxious, speak slowly, speak slowly." The priest gently held the toy seller's hand and comforted him.

"Marta and I were planning to go through the hall to the Supervisor's office to give Robbie some freshly made candy, but when we opened the door, we saw Eli collapsed on the stairs. He must have been dead in that state!"

The doctor squatted beside the body and examined it for a long time. "It can be seen that he has been dead for some time. Judging from the time of death, except for the four people on the last train, everyone else should be a suspect."

Everyone watching the movie outside was shocked, especially those who had witnessed the prophet's miraculous predictive ability.

"What a joke! This guy should have been able to predict in advance that someone would attack him, so how could he be killed?" Toru Amuro looked at the picture on the projector with a look of surprise.

Hattori Heiji pondered, "Could it be that if I get fatally wounded like this in the manor, I won't actually die, so it doesn't matter what happens?"

"But it would be painful, right? Judging from the reactions of Miss Anne and others, this kind of thing should rarely happen." Kudo Shinichi took out a pen and paper again, preparing to write down the information left at the scene.

However, some people in the manor hall had already started chattering and pointing fingers at the murderer.

The fire investigator was the first to jump out and identify the Knight: "I know, the murderer is you, Richard Sterling. We are both frequent visitors to the small dark room. You were jealous of Eli's talent and wanted to maintain your own image. So, you took him to the stairs, and then brutally pushed Eli down the stairs and killed him!"

The knight was furious. "Florian, fuck you! Would I harm someone for such a silly reason?"

"You can."

"Fuck off!"

The two men ignored the crowd watching and started fighting. Ms. Farrow, who was standing nearby, watched the scene and kept on cheering, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The puppeteer held his forehead helplessly. "Although Richard does have a criminal record, I don't think he did it this time. He just came out of the little dark room and went to the restaurant with me to eat freshly baked bread. Eli was still in the room at the time."

"Yeah, why don't you suspect Naib, who's also in the dark room? He didn't even go to the restaurant today. That's incredibly suspicious!" The knight pinned the fire investigator down, preventing him from moving. "As a mercenary, killing Eli wouldn't be a piece of cake for him, right?"

"That makes sense." The fire investigator raised his head with difficulty. "Richard, I wronged you. Can you please let me go?"

"Hmph!" The knight stood up with an angry face, sat on the sofa and said nothing.

The mechanic stood behind the pilot and meteorologist, looking at the mercenary with suspicion. "Uh, could it really be Naib who did this? Aren't he and Eli on good terms?"

"Heh." The mercenary tilted his head without explaining.

The Savage stood up to testify for the mercenary: "If Naib had done it, I think Eli would have been dead."

"Yes, that's right," the Weeping Clown nodded repeatedly. "Even though Naib came out late today, I still saw him sneak into the Supervisor's dining area and take away a lot of barbecued steaks. William should have seen it too."

"Yeah, the supervisor has some freshly grilled fish fillets with lemon sauce on them. They're delicious." The forward nodded and wiped the sauce off the corners of his mouth.