After the Undercover System Went Haywire, I Switched to Grinding Suspicion Points Chapter 291

Having known each other for many years, seeing Samukawa Shinryu pull out a gun, Matsuda Jinpei wasn't worried at all—he just felt his fists clenching as he first lost his composure and asked:

"Where did you get this gun from now?!"

This "now" was used quite cleverly, clearly indicating Samukawa Shinryu had obtained guns through irregular channels before, making everyone else's imaginations run wild.

Especially Edogawa Conan, who knew Samukawa Shinryu was quite close to yakuza organizations and helped criminals plan things... Considering the last criminal consultant he'd watched get arrested provided guns, bombs and such, he couldn't help suspecting whether Samukawa Shinryu also had a room full of dangerous items.

But even so, there was no need to pull it out so openly...

Unless he planned to silence them all, or—this was just another joke, and the gun was fake. Samukawa-san was just ssing with them.

Considering Samukawa Shinryu's mischievous nature and intelligence, it was impossible he wouldn't leave himself an escape route, so Edogawa Conan calmly asked: "It's a fake gun, right?"

Samukawa Shinryu glanced at him, and with a click, released the safety, seemingly planning to fire a shot on the spot to prove whether it was real or fake.

Everyone: "!!!"

The mont everyone's nerves tensed, Matsuda Jinpei strode forward. Without caring that the gun was in a state where it could misfire at any mont, he snatched it away with his bare hands, then smoothly engaged the safety.

"Confiscated." Matsuda Jinpei said with a cold face.

The hard-boiled detective, who hadn't cowered even when facing the Chicago mafia, couldn't help but look at Matsuda Jinpei with the eyes of viewing a warrior.

This guy really wasn't afraid of the other party's hand slipping and putting a few holes in him... Though this also showed from the side that this police officer really trusted Samukawa Shinryu.

Looking at Samukawa Shinryu again, he indeed wasn't angry, still maintaining the sa casual attitude of not taking anything to heart: "Just joking around."

"Not funny at all. This is a real gun... I'm telling Hagi about this later." Matsuda Jinpei held his forehead. "So can you tell us now? Where exactly did this co from?"

At this point, Hakuba Saguru spoke up: "Um... if I'm not mistaken, this might be the gun the host placed under the pillow."

Quite a few people were stunned.

Although they were detectives, arriving in a new environnt didn't an they'd actually search everything first.

Even Edogawa Conan had only cooperatively set down his luggage and hadn't carefully searched at all.

Matsuda Jinpei was the sa—after changing clothes, he glanced at Samukawa Shinryu, then busied himself exploring the castle, not paying attention to his own room.

Hakuba Saguru had arrived too early and was really bored, so he investigated everything he could, which was how he discovered the hidden gun.

At this mont he was still explaining: "I guess other people's rooms should also have guns hidden in certain places. These are weapons the mastermind prepared to make us kill each other."

"That makes sense." The curly-haired woman said. "The mastermind was so certain we'd kill each other, but if there weren't even handy weapons available, it would be strange to speak so confidently..."

Although the gun's source was explained and so people had already relaxed, Matsuda Jinpei didn't let Samukawa Shinryu off the hook.

"What were you planning to do by specifically carrying this?" Matsuda Jinpei asked suspiciously. "What about Ms. Chikama? Did you threaten her? You didn't do anything unnecessary, did you? She's really still alive, right?"

Everyone: "............???"

Wait, you trusted him so much just now, why are you so suspicious now? Aren't you friends?

Only Edogawa Conan guessed the reason.

He squinted, thinking: After all, Samukawa-san likes toying with criminals, and he just went out alone with two criminals. Officer Matsuda's suspicion is really quite justified.

Yes, Edogawa Conan had also discovered that Mouri Kogorou had actually been replaced by Phantom Thief Kid in disguise.

After all, Mouri Kogorou was such a heavy smoker, but after going to a gas station to refuel and coming back, he hadn't smoked a single cigarette—it was really obvious.

So when watching the three people drive away, his mood was particularly complex, with a strange feeling of watching sheep enter a tiger's den. He just felt Samukawa Shinryu probably wouldn't actually make a move, so he didn't stop them...

Compared to Edogawa Conan, it was actually Matsuda Jinpei who had lower trust in Samukawa Shinryu in this regard.

He felt the curly-haired woman's concerns weren't without so rit. After all, Old Lady Chikama was the criminal, and if she fell into Samukawa Shinryu's hands, based on his experience, Samukawa Shinryu was fully capable of killing the criminal without getting his own hands dirty, depending entirely on his mood.

Although currently it looked like Old Lady Chikama had only killed one person, who knew if she'd done other things before that made Samukawa Shinryu feel she deserved to die, then many "coincidences" would just appear like that...

The more Matsuda Jinpei thought about it, the more terrifying it felt.

Samukawa Shinryu answered quite calmly: "She's fine. She should be back in a while."

Matsuda Jinpei breathed a sigh of relief.

Phantom Thief Kid also coughed to the side: "Speaking of which, shouldn't we rest a bit then start acting? Do we need to discuss it?"

"About that." Samukawa Shinryu's previously cold and indifferent face, which seed unable to muster any energy, suddenly glowed with vitality. "I have a suggestion."

The others silently watched this person's extre temperature difference: "............"

The inexplicably weary Matsuda Jinpei: "...Let's hear it first."

About twenty minutes later, Old Lady Chikama finally sneakily returned to "Twilight Mansion."

No help for it—she was in her sixties after all. The car was destroyed by her own hands, and she had to avoid paths visible from the castle, taking a slight detour. The road was also very muddy from the rain... Sigh, she used to only solve cases, never committed them personally. The plan seed fine when designing it, but she hadn't expected action to be so tiring. Being a criminal was really hard.

Finally making it back to the castle and slipping into the hidden monitoring room through the secret passage, Old Lady Chikama breathed a sigh of relief.

Good, the rest would be simple—just watch the surveillance.

With such a big incident, those detectives definitely couldn't sit still and would absolutely investigate the castle all night to decode the cipher. She'd watch from here to see who solved the cipher first, and for the final shared treasure and the way to leave here, they'd kill other people, or to get the way to leave...

Her thoughts were beautiful, but after sitting in front of the monitors for a while, Old Lady Chikama suddenly realized sothing was wrong.

Huh? With so many surveillance caras, how co there wasn't a single person visible?!

Was she seeing things due to presbyopia?

Old Lady Chikama didn't believe it and carefully searched from the beginning again, shocked to discover there really was no one in the surveillance footage!

Strange, although this castle had quite a few surveillance blind spots, so necessary paths were still covered with caras. No one in the surveillance footage ant either they were all crowded in blind spots not moving, or they were all in their own rooms... But was this possible?

Soone died! Mysterious massive treasure! Snowbound mountain lodge mode! Cut off from the outside world! Even the food might run out at any ti!

In this situation, ordinary people hiding in their rooms was one thing, but you detectives are also hiding in your rooms?!

Don't you feel ashad?!

Co out and investigate!!

No, when the Gourt Detective died, the reactions she saw from everyone made her feel she should still trust these detectives' professional integrity... Samukawa Shinryu wasn't a detective so he didn't count, but the others really couldn't possibly ignore a murder case.

So the current situation was very bizarre and worth pondering.

Old Lady Chikama quickly thought it over, suspecting she'd returned too late and missed sothing. Perhaps before she returned, these people had already held a eting.

So she spent more ti rewinding dozens of surveillance feeds to check.

Since Samukawa Shinryu and the others had discussed in a surveillance blind spot, Old Lady Chikama's painstaking rewinding only showed these people suddenly appearing in surveillance, then returning to their respective rooms and not coming out since.

Old Lady Chikama: "............"

—And you have the nerve to call yourselves detectives?!!

She was so angry inside.

But thinking again, she suspected this was a sche by detectives with minds like honeycombs—perhaps they'd agreed everyone wouldn't go out tonight to avoid anyone really getting ideas about killing to monopolize the treasure, but would actually sneak out to investigate at night... Yes, this developnt was more fitting!

Thinking this, Old Lady Chikama also cald down, preparing to stay up all night with these detectives.

Oh, and there was that out-of-place Samukawa Shinryu.

Honestly, when she and the Gourt Detective she killed were discussing the invitation list, they hadn't considered police or anything.

But hearing that the tropolitan Police had a consultant who was very good at solving ciphers and such, they discussed and felt that since there was an expert, they shouldn't let it pass—invite him too! After all, he was just a consultant, not a police officer.

After eting the real person, Old Lady Chikama beca sowhat worried.

Because she actually didn't have any way to leave here—that was a lie. What she wanted to know was only the result of the cipher, to understand what her father, who was invited here forty years ago, had died for.

As for other things, she hadn't thought much about them, even planning to spend her remaining years here—originally thinking it was just a few detectives, at worst they'd all die together.

Now she really suspected everyone might die at Samukawa Shinryu's hands...

Was this guy really a tropolitan Police's consultant? Could he have been mysteriously replaced midway? That Matsuda Jinpei police officer also didn't seem much like a police officer...

Anyway, Old Lady Chikama felt if anyone was most likely to kill first, it would definitely be Samukawa Shinryu. She couldn't sleep and had to keep watch.

Like this, Old Lady Chikama forced herself to stay awake despite drowsiness, watching all night. The sun began to rise outside, and she still hadn't seen the "soone sneakily slipping out of their room to investigate secretly" scene she'd imagined.

It wasn't until almost seven o'clock that finally soone's bedroom door opened... It was Mouri Ran, who looked well-rested... Then Mouri Kogorou, who also ca out after being knocked on by Mouri Ran, also looking quite energetic...

Watching people finally appear one by one in the surveillance, Old Lady Chikama was numb.

Old Lady Chikama: "???"

Wait, was she the only one who stayed up all night?! Did everyone else actually sleep well?!

She was in her sixties and stayed up all night! You're all so young! How could you fall asleep???

You turned a battle royale into playing house, didn't you?! Really treating this like a vacation?! I'm disgusted by you! Not an ounce of detective professional integrity!

Just then, Old Lady Chikama suddenly heard strange sounds.

Very puzzled, she opened the hidden window and looked out—wait, where did this helicopter co from?! There's no signal here, they shouldn't be able to call the police!

Old Lady Chikama closed the window full of confusion and sat back in front of the surveillance.

Uh... So what should she do now? The cipher wasn't solved, she didn't know where the treasure was, but police had sent a helicopter to pick up the others... Was she, a supposedly dead person, going to be left here all alone?!

If she'd known these people had sohow already contacted the police, why did she fake her death! She even stayed up all night! She'd lost everything!

Wait, let her think about what to do now. Not solving the puzzle left her feeling like she couldn't rest in peace...

While Old Lady Chikama was thinking, her gaze wandered unconsciously and suddenly stopped on one surveillance screen.

It was the surveillance outside her monitoring room.

A young man in a black trench coat stood outside her door, hands in pockets, looking up at the hidden cara.

His dark red eyes seed to pierce through the surveillance, looking directly at her.

Old Lady Chikama: "...!!!"