"Kid, what's wrong?" Mouri Kogoro asked.

"Look at this..." Conan walked over and handed the phone to several people.

Hattori Heiji took it and saw the email about meeting Naoko Kuroe.

"What else do you have to argue with now!" Mouri Kogoro said sternly: "Hey! What did you do to Miss Naoko?"

"What's wrong?"

Monkyo Benzo leaned over to look at his phone, and then asked with confusion on his face: "Who sent this?"

"You still don't admit it, could it be..."

Suddenly, a bad thought flashed in everyone's mind.

Miss Kotobuki lost her Dugong Arrow number plate and was hanged on a waterfall. Will Miss Naoko also...

"Damn it! Tell me what you did to this person!" Fukuyama Rokuro yelled.

The movement on their side naturally attracted the attention of the guests who came to express their condolences.

"Maybe someone is nearby..."

At this time, Ye Gengyi's voice suddenly came over.

Several people in the yard were startled.

"Yes, time! Since he has been drinking all night, if he really did something to Miss Naoko, the scene cannot be too far away from here..."

After Conan finished speaking, he rushed into the mourning hall, followed by Hattori Heiji and Mori Kogoro, and the others immediately followed after seeing this.

Although the rooms without candles were completely dark due to power outages and weather conditions, the light from the flashlights was still enough for everyone to see clearly what was going on inside.

From the inside out.

In about ten minutes, the entire Ebihara mansion was roughly inspected by everyone.

However, Kuroe Naoko was still nowhere to be seen.

Is it the seaside?

Conan immediately thought of another possibility.

He and Hattori Heiji looked at each other and ran out without hesitation.

It’s such an energetic age...

Ye Gengyi looked at the backs of the two men and knew that the result was destined to be futile without following them.

Kuroe Naoko is naturally dead, but due to a misunderstanding in their thinking, they have been unable to find her for the time being.

Last night, when sending emails with Shimabukuro Kime, Ye Gengyi also found out the reason why the other party wanted revenge through insinuations.

According to rumors, the mermaid who died in a warehouse fire three years ago was actually Shimabukuro Kimie's biological mother, and the three children who grew up with her burned her alive out of their enthusiasm for mermaids.

...

Although Ye Gengyi never claimed to be a good person, after knowing the whole story, his mood was different after all.

After another ten minutes, everything was as he expected.

Naturally, Kuroe Naoko was not at the beach. When Heiji and Conan returned to Ebihara's home, their faces were as gloomy as the sky outside.

"Damn you guy," Mouri Kogoro glared at Monkyo Benzo angrily, "It's time to stop joking. What happened to Miss Naoko?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about!"

Monkyo Benzo was not afraid at all, and said in a provocative tone: "Hurry up and return the dugong arrow to me!"

In his mind, if something falls on the ground, no one wants it, and whoever picks it up belongs to him!

"you..."

A certain toolman was obviously shocked by the other party's shamelessness.

Seeing that the two sides were in a stalemate, the funeral for Ebihara Hisumi still had to go ahead.

Many guests began to come forward to make a circle, hoping that these outsiders can wait for the police to deal with it after the police arrive.

Maori Kogoro was helpless and had to compromise temporarily.

After the hanging, the opening time.

In order to get back the eccentric arrows that belonged to their own ', the Gate Association simply sat directly at their table.

The atmosphere is weird.

But after all, no one has resurrected the dispute because of this.

"Hey, Kudo ... If this uncle is really a murderer, is it too strange."

"Yeah ... but you still have to find a way to find Miss Naiko," Conan also frowned, and said, "Assuming that someone really killed Miss Shoumi and Miss Naiko, let that then let that.

It is not impossible to find a wooden sign and a black pot with a wooden card and arrow back.

""

A silent breakfast.

On the way to eat, it rained again.

The gray Wuyun completely covered the sky.

I did n’t know who forgot to close the door of the main hall. The wet and cool cold wind was blowing into the house. The flame on the candlestick seemed to have life and began to move violently.

"What, this ghost weather ..."

Because of the relationship between the doors and windows, this atmosphere was a bit strange. The Gate Association hid hidden and got up. In an instant, everyone's sight fell on him.

"I'm going to close the door!" He shouted angrily.

Before two steps, the joints of his legs seemed to be stabbed by something.

"Oh!" The Gate Association hid a sting. In order to stabilize the figure, his legs stomped a few times on the floor and made a "嘭嘭" sullen noise.

At the same time, there were similar movements on the Lingtang side.

"Isn't it closed there?" Someone asked.

"Look at it ..."

Everyone stood up one after another, and as a result, the next second, he heard the "wow" sound, and it seemed to be the sound of the glass broken. It came from the Lingtang again.

"Quick! What must happen!" Conan shouted seriously and took the lead in rushing over.

Here, the Gate Association is slightly hesitant. I was just about to get fun. Suddenly there was an email from the mobile phone:

[Dad, if you do n’t want the arrows of the dugvy, come to the mermaid waterfall and find me here.

Elastic

Here.

Conan said without saying a word, pushing in directly.

In front of the Lingtang, at the end of the glass fragments, the father of Hai Laoyuan Shoumei was paralyzed, and his eyes were staring at it.

However, from the perspective of Conan, there was no way to see the specific situation there for a while.

A few detectives also turned around the barrier to the barrier regardless of the mess.

Look up.

Seeing that on the beam of the ceiling, the next hemp rope was drooping, and Kurosaka was hanged on it, looking like ... It is exactly the same as the death method of Hai Laohara Shoumei.

The glass fragments in one place reflect the dim yellow of the candle, like a fish scale ...

"That's ..."

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

"Evil! Put down the person!"

Mao Likuro's eyes condensed, and quickly ran to look for knots.

However, the results made everyone feel inexplicable again, because the hemp rope actually dragged directly from the beam.

In other words, if you don't rely on climbing objects such as ladders, and unless the perpetrator can fly, it is absolutely impossible to hang the body at such a high place. Moreover, the mirror fragments on the ground are...

Helpless, everyone had to find a ladder.

"Mr. Ebihara, did you see any strange figures just now?" Conan asked.

"No...I was standing here looking at my daughter's portrait, and suddenly I heard the sound of something breaking on the ceiling, and then...then...she..."
Chapter completed!