Chapter 950: The little maid who is a drag

"How is this possible?" An uncle with a square face wearing glasses behind him explained with a smile, "If there was an illegitimate child, big brother wouldn't have called us here."

"That's right, if there really was an illegitimate child, Takoya's inheritance would definitely not be given to us brothers and sisters, but inherited directly by the child."

The woman speaking looked quite old, dressed quite luxuriously, seemingly covering her wrinkles with thick foundation, but the slightly sagging skin could still show some signs of aging.

"That's not necessarily true, Moriyo." A little white-faced man with long golden hair smiled at the crowd.

"Didn't he suddenly bring one back a few years ago? A beautiful fiancée with a child who was much younger than him. Looking at it this way, it's not strange even if there is an illegitimate child, right?"

The little white-faced man joked to the crowd: "However, that fiancée was not very lucky and died shortly after. Oh, by the way, this should be a good thing for you."

"You guy!" A man with a crew cut who looked like a physical education teacher or a coach grabbed the little white-faced man by the collar and said angrily, "If I hear you say this again, I won't spare you!"

"W, what?" The little white-faced man laughed dryly, "Don't you actually feel very lucky? If you really got married and she was still alive, you wouldn't be able to share the inheritance. Or, don't tell me you secretly took a fancy to that woman with the child?"

"Everyone," the old butler appeared at the restaurant door and introduced:

"This Mr. Kaze is a guest invited by the master. His status is very noble, and his power and wealth far exceed our Torakura family. The master specifically invited him to witness the inheritance of the Torakura family. Mr. Kaze, please take your seat."

After Akaso Kaze sat down, the old butler introduced them one by one.

Those present were the younger brothers and sisters of the villa owner and their relatives.

The middle-aged man with the square face and the woman with light long hair beside him were the second son, Torakura Mashin, and his wife, Torakura Ruri.

The older woman was the eldest daughter of the Torakura family, Torakura Moriyo, who was 60 years old.

The little white-faced man with long golden hair next to her was named Hikawa Johei, her boyfriend, and the two were more than thirty years apart in age.

The second daughter of the Torakura family, Torakura Shina, wore glasses.

The man with the crew cut was the third son of the Torakura family.

The faces of the people in the restaurant were somewhat unnatural, and they all looked at Akaso Kaze with great curiosity.

It is rare to see someone so young who has much more wealth than their family.

And he looks very imposing, obviously not just rich, but definitely very powerful.

After the introduction, the old butler looked at the maid standing aside: "Hikari, is dinner ready?"

"Ah, yes!" The little maid came back to her senses and responded in a panic, "The chef asked me to ask if the food can be served."

"Start serving," the old butler nodded with squinted eyes, "I think everyone has been waiting for a long time."

The restaurant is decorated quite magnificently, in a typical Western aristocratic style.

After Conan sat down, his eyes habitually never left the Torakura family.

This family has a large group of heirs, messy, and the relationship between them doesn't seem to be very good.

"Did the owner of this house, Mr. Torakura Takoya, get an incurable disease?" Conan asked during the meal.

"Yes, it is said that there is only about half a year left, so we came to attend this dinner party."

"Because the invitation said that those who are absent will not inherit the estate,"

The little white-faced man Hikawa Johei drank red wine and looked at Akaso Kaze, who had a noble aura, and mocked himself, "We are not like Mr. Kaze. Everyone is very short of money. Maybe we won't be able to live without the inheritance."

"Hey! That's enough, right?"

The sons of the Torakura family didn't like this little white-faced man who clung to a rich woman, and their faces became even uglier.

Hikawa Johei smiled indifferently. They were all doing it for the inheritance, yet they were all pretending.

"But then again," Hikawa Johei put down his wine glass and turned to the main seat that had been empty, "Why hasn't Mr. Takoya come over yet?"

"Yes," the second daughter Torakura Shina followed, "At this time in the past, he would have already started complaining about the food."

"That..." the little maid Hikari, who was standing quietly on the side, said, "I'll go to the master's room and see. The master might still be sleeping."

"Really."

The eldest daughter of the Torakura family watched the maid leave the restaurant.

"Why keep this drag around? Is Takoya planning to give her a share of the inheritance too?"

"Maybe that's the case," Hikawa Johei continued to drink, "After all, she can be considered the child of that fiancée."

Amidst the discussion of the crowd, Akaso Kaze tasted the food calmly, waiting for the incident to happen.

Conan turned his little head silently while eating.

Compared to the inheritance issue, he was actually more interested in finding out about the maid murder case half a year ago. Despite the chef's testimony, that Mr. Torakura Takoya was still quite suspicious.

No matter how you look at it, it seems like he deliberately created an alibi for himself.

The key is the coffin, but if there was a secret passage underground, the police should have discovered it.