Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 75 It's Here

"Ah——" Conan immediately let out a long complaint, "Sister Xiaolan, do we still need to look at this place?"

"Because it's a rare opportunity." Mao Lilan said to them half complaining and half mockingly, "You are really bad. You can't stand it after just walking a few laps."

"Now that you're here, just go in and take a look." Nan Ling advised from the side.

Conan and Maori Kogoro stood up slowly, with reluctance written all over their faces.

"Well, now that we're here," said Kogoro Mouri with a sigh.

This is really a universal reason. Nan Ling sighed again.

He realized this when he was bored in his previous life and suddenly asked a friend, "Why do people live?"

He was a little stimulated at the time (but most likely he was stuck in his middle school years), so he became obsessed with philosophy and couldn't extricate himself. He kept thinking about questions like "Who am I?", "Where do I come from?", "What is the meaning of life?"

It seemed like he was on the verge of going crazy - but the other person just said to him, "You're already here."

Nan Ling thought it made sense.

At that moment, he felt as if he had gained enlightenment and become a Buddha, and from then on he was determined to be a salted fish.

Nan Ling also knew that this logic was strange.

But when he thought about how life won't listen to logic when it messes with your mentality, he felt relieved.

Who cares what the meaning or logic is. I'm here now, so I'm happy.

"It's the Hell House..." Ran Mouri leaned over to the sign in front of the door and read the description on it.

Nan Ling raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

Oh, it looks like there’s going to be a case. Let’s warm up the atmosphere first.

Plus, the smell of blood, though vague, became more and more pronounced the further you went in...

It seems that the body is in here and cannot escape.

"It's so dark here." Mao Lilan exclaimed immediately after entering the exhibition room.

"It fits the theme very well." Nan Ling immediately spotted the body nailed to the wall at the back of the room. But it seemed Conan and the others hadn't discovered it yet.

"Wow! What a huge painting." Ran Mouri walked over to a huge painting of a knight and a corpse.

"It's simply a picture of hell." Kogoro Mori also sighed.

"The title is 'Heavenly Punishment'." Nan Ling softly read out the words on the sign. His originally gentle voice actually sounded a bit creepy in this environment, and the words he murmured seemed like a prophecy.

"The knight of justice will eventually seal the devil."

“Tick-tock—”

Almost at the same time Nan Ling finished speaking, the four of them heard the sound of dripping water at the same time, which was particularly noticeable in this quiet and dark art gallery.

Nan Ling looked up at the contents of the painting.

The evil and ugly demon was pierced by the sword of justice against the black background. The knight in armor was covered in blood, with his back to the darkness that merged with the demon.

But at the same time, it is also facing away from the only light in the entire painting.

“Tick-tock—”

Mao Lilan turned her head and looked.

Nan Ling counted to three silently in his mind.

Three, two, one.

"Ah——!" Ran Mao Li's piercing scream rang in my ears.

The plot officially begins with the overture sung by the heroine as the curtain opens.

Nan Ling looked up at the victim nailed to the wall.

The composition is exactly the same as that painting... It seems that the murderer this time has quite some artistic attainments.

Nan Ling didn't hate this kind of murderer. On the contrary, he would admire him if he did a good job - after all, the person who died was just an unrelated person.

His favorite TV show in his previous life was Hannibal, so he wasn't afraid of it at all, it was just a small scene.

Moreover, most of the murderers in Conan deserved their punishments, and Nan Ling would not share his little remaining sympathy with them.

"Yes, it's Boss Manaka!"

Nan Ling looked down at Conan who was shouting in surprise.

So what...

How come you know the victim? You must have met him once before you die, right?

"Okay, call the police, Mr. Mao Li." Nan Ling said lightly.

Conan looked up at Nan Ling, who had a calm face, and complained wildly in his heart.

No, why are you so calm?

Why is this person so calm every time he encounters an event?

You saw a dead body, and it was such a miserable one, why don’t you look surprised at all...ah.

Conan fell into suspicion as usual.

He can’t be a bad guy, right?

The Black Organization? This thought suddenly occurred to me.

But then he quickly denied himself.

But this person helped me last time on the Shinkansen.

And if he was a member of the organization, wouldn't he have died on the night he became smaller?

But even if he was not a member of the organization, Nan Ling's reaction to these cases was too indifferent.

If there is any doubt...it should be the gift incident, where he easily took away Ogino's knife.

But...how could he start to doubt Nan Ling's identity based on just such a small suspicion? He looked like a perfectly normal person.

Conan silently buried this doubt in his heart and planned to think about it later.

The police arrived quite quickly. Not long after they found the body, they heard bursts of sirens.

Nan Ling widened his eyes slightly and looked at the familiar fat figure.

Well, this was the first time he met Inspector Megure.

Speaking of which, he had been here for so long, but he had not participated in many of Conan's cases. The only two times he had been here, no one died, so naturally he had not seen this police officer who specialized in homicide cases.

"Why are you here again, brother Mori?" Megure leaned back with his hands in his pockets, looking like he didn't want to see Kogoro Mori.

Nan Ling laughed beside him.

Soon, this phrase will evolve into "Why is it always you?" or "Why do you appear in every murder case?"

But the most suitable sentence is——

Nan Ling glanced at Conan who was concentrating on examining the corpse.

——It should be this one.

"Although there were no witnesses, the burglar-proof camera should have captured the criminal's crime process." An art museum employee said to Megure.

Nan Ling was surprised.

In this era when surveillance is not well developed, it is unexpected to encounter a case with surveillance cameras.

It's really rare.

"The murderer is such an idiot. He didn't even know that he would be caught on camera." Kogoro Mouri said on the side.

Well, if only it were that simple. Nan Ling stroked his chin.

The surveillance soon began playing.

"Oh, it's Boss Manaka!" The unlucky victim appeared on the screen.

"It's coming out."

"Let me see your true face!" shouted Kogoro Mouri.

Nan Ling was also watching the surveillance footage.

According to the routine, the surveillance camera cannot capture the face of the criminal, and coupled with the rumors Xiaolan mentioned before -

--"What!"