"What? You are brothers!"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Zhibo and Kuroba Kaito in the room widened their eyes instantly, the shock in their eyes was not concealed at all.

Especially Kuroba Kaito's eyes dropped to the ground in shock.

"Old, Dad!"

"Are you serious?"

Faced with the question from his own son, Kuroba Toichi nodded affirmatively and replied: "It was when Yuzuo and I were still ignorant, our parents divorced. I was taken away by my father and raised by Yuzuo.

Mother……"

After hearing this, Kuroba Kaito was still in shock and was speechless for a while.

He would never have dreamed of such an outrageous plot in his life. The famous detective he had fought against for so long was actually related to him?

That boy Conan should be his cousin...

Kuroba Kaito recalled the birthdays in his passport book. They were the same age, his birthday was June 21st, and Kudo Shinichi's was May 4th...

Oops! My birthday is smaller!

Kuroba Kaito's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly realized that he had an extra "cousin" for no reason.

The key is that this cousin is still his "rival".

Japan is a country that places great emphasis on seniority. Even if you are just a cousin who was born more than a month earlier, your status will be much higher.

At this moment, Kuroba Kaito understood something.

If there is anything in life that is more frustrating than not being able to steal a gem, it must be having to bow to your opponent and call him "Brother" in a polite manner.

Compared with Kuroba Kaito who quickly sorted out his seniority in his mind, Qin Zhibo quickly regained his composure.

Now he knew why Kuroba Kaito and Kudo Shinichi looked so similar.

How can there be any public face in this world? They are all relatives within relatives...

"Well, this matter..."

Qin Zhibo was about to ask about this, did Kudo Shinichi know?

But then I thought about it, he was still lying in the hospital, so he probably didn't know.

Sigh... I don’t know what I will think when I wake up and find out that my uncle and cousin are two generations of Kaitou Kidd.

When that time comes, I can only send you a word of comfort.

Your house is such a mess...

…

evening.

Shrewsbury, Northern England, UK.

A white car was driving along the Severn River, its dim car lights like a flickering will-o'-the-wisp passing through the woods.

In the back seat of the car, Baima Tan gently rubbed his temples to relieve the fatigue of the past two days.

After leaving Brightchester, he went all the way north, first coming to Worcester.

This is where Ah Fu investigated clues about the Dusk Villa, and the content of the clue was an old-school architectural sketch kept by a British family.

The building in the sketch is almost exactly the same as the original Dusk Annex.

This sketch is from the great-great-grandfather of the mistress of the family.

Her great-great-grandfather was a boatman, often working along the canal tracks of the River Severn.

About 110 years ago, my great-great-grandfather saw a newly built gorgeous castle on the banks of a certain section of the Severn River.

Since my great-great-grandfather was very interested in painting and architecture when he was young, he drew a sketch based on the appearance of the castle.

But when he passed by there again thirty years later, he found that the castle standing by the river had disappeared.

This incident has been bothering my great-great-grandfather until his death, so he passed it on to the next generation.

Of course, the hostess's great-grandfather never saw that gorgeous palace-like castle on the banks of the Severn River.

However, this story has been passed down in the hostess's family.

At that time, her great-great-grandfather once said that this section of the river in Shrewsbury, north of Worcester, was said to have been built by a man of prominent status at that time.

Following this clue, Detective White Horse came to Shrewsbury to investigate.

However, the White Horse Detective did not find any information about any castle in the local historical logs.

But while visiting local elderly people, he had an experience very similar to that of a boatman from an old man's mouth.

The old man's grandfather once worked on an estate three miles outside the town of Shrewsbury.

That manor was very luxurious. It was absolutely impossible for ordinary people to live in that kind of manor at that time.

It's just that he doesn't know the origin of the male master very well, but he vaguely heard that he is related to a certain prominent nobleman in London.

When the male owner was less than thirty years old, he planned to build a castle in a sparsely populated area near the Severn River.

Since the old man's grandfather was a gardener in the manor, he was sent to the construction site of the castle to clean up the weeds and trees around the river.

After about a few years, the castle was built.

It was really a gorgeous castle. The old man's grandfather swore that he had never seen such a gorgeous building in his life.

But just when he thought that the man's master would soon move into his new home and that he could work around that magnificent castle, the man had no plans to move.

Later, the man of the house left the manor to go elsewhere, and most of the servants were fired, including the gardener.

Many years later, when the gardener was about to die from lung disease, he remembered to visit the castle again.
Chapter completed!