Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 430 Imitator Carnival (Part 1)

"Hey, wait, isn't this imitator carnival about the bet between Mr. Joseph and Mr. Fan? Now that the problem has been solved, do we not need to continue to the next round?" Kaito Kidd suddenly raised his hand and asked.

"This bet is an additional condition. Even without it, I would have continued with the second round." The photographer spread his hands. "But I'm more curious about what adjustments Miss Alice will make to the rules."

"Well, I've already written down the places that need to be adjusted, Ms. Ivy, please take a look." The reporter handed his notebook to Shadow of Time and Space.

The ancient face on the Shadow of Time and Space trembled slightly under the actions of the Yis people: "Oh, what an interesting rule. I think the adults will not refuse."

[Composer: So what rules were added?]

[Reporter: We used the collapse, dust storm, and high temperature from the joint hunt.]

[Novelist: Huh? But the Imitator Mode doesn't have such a condition.]

[Little girl: Hehe, so it has to be artificially created. Brother Florian will be responsible for the high temperature.]

[Fire Investigator: Great, great, my incendiary agent finally comes in handy!]

[Reporter: As for the collapse, we need to ask Mr. Campbell for help.]

[Fool's Gold: Okay, I was just used as a stove, and now I have to be used as a building vibrator?]

[Night Watchman: Then leave the dust storm to me. It's a good opportunity to try out the all-around wind attack.]

[Antique Dealer: So, please hurry up and enter the venue.]

After the reporter's proposal was approved, the people in the hall were rotated after a while. In addition to Conan and the other five, another seven people were needed to participate in the game.

The philanthropist and the lawyer were already sitting on the sofa, one on the left and one on the right, and they started making eye contact. Of course, this was not a flirtation. According to Toru Amuro's observation of them, the two seemed to be cursing each other through their eyes.

The prisoner (Viper) was the first to appear in the hall, dressed as a jungle explorer, with some totemic graffiti painted on his face: "Hey, Conan, did you miss me?"

The mechanic (Little Red Riding Hood) following behind was obviously acting out a fairy tale character, with her bright red hood covering her hair: "Stop it, Luca, don't forget your little hamster 'Perpetual Motion Machine No. 52'."

Fool's Gold (Sinful Molten Fire) followed behind the two of them. His golden and red robe, owl-headed mask, and golden bone tail all indicated that he was now dressed as a demon god.

"Finally I was allowed out. I almost thought I was going to be beaten to pieces by Miss Qi."

The entomologist (Ghost Candle), dressed like a ghost bride, patted the stone on Fool Gold unhappily and said, "It's okay. When the party is over, a part of you will be returned to you."

Conan looked curiously at Fool Gold, whose body was obviously incomplete. "Mr. Norton, it seems like a lot of stones are missing from your body. What's going on?"

"Qi Shiyi took it as raw material for a smokeless stove." Fool Gold's face was dejected. "If I had known earlier, I would have used the 'Stibnite' one. At least it wouldn't be used as a stove because it's poisonous."

Kaito Kidd was gloating when he saw Fool Gold's defeat, but Fool Gold's next words made him stop laughing: "Kid, what are you laughing at? I still have those ugly photos of you in disguise in my hand. If you laugh again, I will post them online."

Kaito Kidd was on the verge of tears: "That's not the case, Director Campbell. I've kept your secret for so long, and you told the truth to the famous detective yourself, and now you're threatening me like this?"

"I'm just threatening you. I'm not really doing anything to you." Fool Gold crossed his arms across his chest. However, apart from the hole in his chest, he looked really funny because a lot of stones had been taken away from all over his body.

The other three who came to participate in the imitator game were Air Force (Nidhogg), Sorcerer (Fate) and Adventurer (Alert Mr. Turtle).

The adventurer looked around at the people participating in the imitator game and grabbed the lawyer's hand. "Mr. Riley, I feel like we're in the same boat. The current research team is completely inhumane. There's absolutely no place for us!"

[Adventurer: Although Lao Lu and I have both reached the second limit, we are still extremely unpopular marginal figures.]

[Lawyer: Miss Helena is more popular than us.]

[Toymaker: After all, he is one of the representatives of people with disabilities.]

[Blind Girl: That being said, my schedule is pretty close to Mr. Riley and the others'. We're both at the bottom.]

The priest stepped forward and said, "Well, now that you've decided on your candidate, please enter the venue through my portal."

So everyone walked into the huge Gate Key portal again.

After a moment of dizziness, Conan received his own identity card: Detective. I wonder if this was deliberately arranged by Oletus and his men.

The identities of the other people are as follows:

The imitator camp is: Toru Amuro (underground doctor); Shuichi Akai (thief); Kaito Kid (phantom thief).

The mysterious guests include: Hattori Heiji (chess player); Adventurer (homeless man).

In addition to Conan, the detective team also includes: lawyer (banker); philanthropist (hunter); mechanic (sentry); prisoner (locksmith); air force (sheriff); sorcerer (medium).

[Gardener: I think Mr. Riley is screwed, using a super useless identity, and Mr. Pearson has a knife in his hand.]

[Doctor: Aside from Conan being a detective, the others are all imitators and mystery men.]

[Cowboy: It's quite interesting. It depends on what Hattori Heiji chooses. Mysterio and the detective team can work together, but the copycat is completely opposite.]

Inside the venue, Conan, who was born in the restaurant, wanted to find his good brother Hattori Heiji as soon as possible. Hattori Heiji was born in the garden at this time and was rushing to the restaurant.

The prisoner born in the monitoring room looked around and saw no one, so he huddled in a corner to watch the surveillance, ready to hide through the door if anyone came. The sentry mechanic was guarding the motor in the power room.

The philanthropist who was born in the entertainment room looked around and walked towards the power room with a malicious smile. He swore that if the lawyers didn't stick together, he would slander him in the meeting, and if he saw him walking alone and not coming to repair the machine, he would stab him to death with a knife.

The lawyer, who was born in a prayer hall, suddenly felt a chill down his spine. "Could that Pearson be planning something to do to me? No, I have to find a way to hide."

The lawyer dashed into the power room at top speed, startling the mechanic crouching next to the motor. But after a brief explanation, the mechanic looked at the lawyer sympathetically and said, "Mr. Riley, please don't make such harsh remarks before a race next time. You'll be easily targeted."

The lawyer disagreed: "If I don't say something harsh, won't that guy Pearson target me?"

[Antique Dealer: They've been fighting each other for a while now.]

[Perfumer: Yeah, sometimes these two like to play the little vigilante.]

[Artist: It would be a bit disgusting if both the sheriff and the boxer fell.]

[Gravekeeper: It's also annoying to hit the sentry with a knife.]

[Batter: So, in this mode, we should try to avoid off-the-board tactics and personal grudges.]