Stepping on Uncle Maori's head, it feels like a deformed brown candy, bending and bending, and full of elasticity.

Mouri Kogoro murmured vaguely: "Miles, if you touch me like this, I won't be polite to you, Miles, Miles..."

Whoosh! Ye kicked hard and easily flew up the tall wooden baffle.

Because of this reaction force, Mouri Kogoro returned to the hot spring again. The only difference was that when he soaked in the hot spring, he was sitting down with his head on top. But now he was sticking his butt out and his head in the hot spring.

The hot springs were bubbling gurglingly, and I was worried that Uncle Maori wouldn't be able to get in.

Gulu! Gulu! Gulu! Gulu!

"Cough, cough..." Mouri Kogoro coughed violently and gasped desperately.

Looking at the scene of the nearly drowned crime, he initially concluded that he accidentally slipped and fell into the water, almost causing a tragedy.

And during this tragedy, he had a very unpleasant dream. He dreamed of Fei Yingli, and it was not just Fei Yingli, but an enhanced version of Fei Yingli with Xiaolan's karate skills. In the dream, he was

The other person pressed his neck and fell into the bathtub, and then pressed his head to prevent him from coming up to breathe.

Recalling the scene in the dream, Kogoro Mouri shivered and broke out in a cold sweat while standing in the hot spring. It was really scary.

After such a scare, he completely sobered up from drinking. He then thought about the scene in his dream based on reality, and shook his head in a funny way. Fortunately, Fei Yingli didn't have Xiaolan's karate skills. But even if she did, it would be fine.

His kung fu skills are much better than Xiaolan's. I just don't know why, but in my dream, I was beaten so hard that I couldn't fight back.

Really, I have been struggling with my dream here for a long time, and I don’t know where Xiaolan and the others are now.

Thinking of Xiaolan, Uncle Maori thought of something. After careful consideration, he found that Xiaolan and the brat from the Kudo family were quite similar to the combination in his dream.

If the brat of the Kudo family makes his own Xiaolan unhappy in the future, although it won't be as exaggerated as in the dream, a beating will certainly be necessary. Thinking of that proud brat with a bruised nose and face, Mouri Kogoro feels relieved.

.

Crouching on the high wooden board at night, he saw a sinister smile on the corner of Mouri Kogoro's lips.

Uncle Maori, who was desperately trying to save himself one second, suddenly laughed the next second, which made Ye wonder if he was stupid.

ah!

Ahh!!

.....

Several screams came from the next door. Mouri Kogoro turned his head to look at the next door, and inevitably saw Ye still squatting above. The two of them stared at each other, and the air froze.

At this moment, Mouri Kogoro began to doubt his initial judgment. Was it really as simple as him slipping and falling into the water?

Ye: "Uncle, something is wrong. Someone died in the nvtang next door."

Make noise in the east and attack in the west.

"What did you say? Someone died!" Mouri Kogoro, who had just sobered up, felt dizzy again, "Are Xiaolan and the others okay?"

Ye nodded: "That's not true, it was the tall and thin woman who died."

Mouri Kogoro breathed a sigh of relief, Xiaolan and the others were fine, okay. According to Ye, the tall and thin person who died was probably Shibazaki Asuka.

I didn't have time to think too much, so I jumped ashore, put on a towel, and ran to the soup next door.

Ye shook his head helplessly. In the end, he couldn't escape, and someone still died. When Conan and Uncle Maori appeared together, the mortality rate was basically 100%, and few people escaped their poisonous hands.

Next time, I’d better travel with Ayuhara Haiyuan and the others. It’s like this every time we go out, which is too bad.

Ye secretly made up his mind that he would never go out with them again next time.

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"Get out of the way, everyone, get out of the way." The Maori uncle, who was only wrapped in a bath towel, dismissed the onlookers at the door of the women's soup. He asked them to move back as much as possible. Firstly, he was afraid that they would damage the scene, and secondly, to avoid them seeing too much blood.

scene.

There are limits to what people can bear, and normal people cannot inspect the crime scene as calmly as they do eating and drinking.

Walking into the women's bath, Conan was the only one walking around inside.

During this period, he whispered to the snow-covered cliffs, and also meditated on Shibazaki Asuka who was soaking in the pool, her eyes wide with fear. Her bloodshot eyes rose and fell in the hot spring pool, just like

Like an endless fog, this case has been cast into layers of shadows.

There is a cliff next to the female soup. It cannot be done by outsiders. The murderer must still be in the hotel.

He and Ye were at the men's soup next door between nine o'clock and half past ten. During this period, they did not say that they saw any suspicious people climbing over the partition. But Ye wanted to climb over and take a look.

Look, he stopped him at the time. Now that I think about it, Conan feels a little regretful. If he had known better, he wouldn't have stopped him. Maybe he would have made a major discovery.

By the way! Conan suddenly remembered that Ye had said that there seemed to be a noise on the other side, so he wanted to go over and have a look. Maybe what he said at that time was not all lies. If what Ye said at that time were all true,

Then that period of time is most likely the time when the crime occurred.

Conan was gearing up and full of motivation, feeling that the case was half solved.

Bang!

"It hurts!" Conan held his head, with Mouri Kogoro gearing up behind him.

"How many times have I told you, kid, not to enter the crime scene casually." Mouri Kogoro said and threw Conan out. "Where's Xiaolan?"

"Sister Xiaolan has already called the police!" Conan said, covering his butt.

Mouri Kogoro nodded and began to inspect the scene carefully.

The murderer was very cautious and basically found no useful clues. Detective Maori could only make a preliminary judgment based on his own experience that this was a premeditated murder. The murder weapon was a magical knife used for sacrifices. The shape of this magical knife made the night

It reminds me of the handful held in the mouth of the God of Death.

The thin blade, the edge shining with cold light, was extremely sharp, which reminded Ye of another artifact 0.01.

Shaking his head, it was impossible for such chaotic thoughts to appear in his mind. Everything just happened was just an illusion.

Xiaolan has returned after calling the police. Although the phone number of the police station has been opened, it is snowing heavily outside and the police cannot be dispatched. They can only wait until the daytime tomorrow when the snow becomes lighter. But it is not without some gains, although

The police from afar cannot come, but there is still a police officer on duty at the village police station. The police station has notified the police officer and believes that he will come to the door soon.
Chapter completed!