"Did you meet a gang?" The next morning, when Qianyu heard Ayumi's story, he pretended to be stunned. "The curator hid the drugs and then they were all robbed?"

"Well," Conan said solemnly. "If I hadn't taken them into hiding, our lives would have been in danger."

"How many people died?" Qianyu frowned. In his impression, people on the dark web should be out at night and day, trying to avoid acting when there are people around. How could it happen this time?

"No one died, we are the only ones in the library." Mitsuhiko said speechlessly.

"Just a few of you?" Qianyu was surprised.

"It was night," Conan explained. "We were looking for hidden bodies in the library."

"Where is the body...?"

"It's at the top of the elevator in the library. Wait, are you awake?" Conan was halfway through speaking when he suddenly realized the hidden meaning in Qianyu's words.

"There is a smell," Qianyu nodded. "Especially when the elevator goes up, so I guess the body and the elevator are bound, especially maybe on the top of the elevator. Otherwise, I should be in the elevator coming down from the floor."

You will smell a stronger smell when you go up and down.”

"Okay..." Conan was speechless. "You have such a bad nose..."

"Everyone," Mitsuhiko looked at the calendar on the wall and suddenly said expectantly. "Looking at the calendar, it seems that there will be a great holiday!"

"Ah?" Qianyu and Conan were stunned for a moment, then looked at the May calendar that Mitsuhiko turned over - today is April 28th, and it has already appeared on the May calendar.

Ah, it seems like it’s Golden Week!

Sure enough, after school, the teacher announced the school's upcoming holiday plan.

April 29th is Showa Day, a holiday.

May 3rd, Constitution Day, is a holiday.

May 4th is Green Day, a holiday.

Children's Day, May 5th, holiday.

Saturday, May 7th, holiday.

May 8th, holiday.

The Japanese Constitution stipulates that two holidays that are one day apart or adjacent require one day of compensatory leave in the middle or before and after, so there is a compensatory holiday between these four holidays.

Compensatory holiday on April 3o 1.

Compensatory holiday on May 1st 2.

Compensatory holiday on May 2.3.

Compensatory holiday on May 6th 4.

In this way, the 10 days from April 29th to May 8th are all holidays, and the length of this holiday is definitely the longest in the past few years.

...

"Going out to play?" Qianyu raised an eyebrow. "This holiday?"

"Well," Mitsuhiko said excitedly. "Dr. Agasa has a friend who works as an engineer at the Fukushima Daiichi Nuclear Power Plant. This year marks the 15th anniversary of the No. 2 reactor he is responsible for entering service, so they decided to have a party on May 1st.

Dr. A Li was also invited, so Dr. A Li brought the five of us there."

"Fukushima Daiichi Nuclear Power Plant?" Qianha hesitated. "But I have something to do during this holiday..."

"What's going on?" Ayumi had an expression on her face that said, "If you don't go, I'll cry for you."

"I need to find a high-level government official who has gone into seclusion." Qian Yu looked helpless.

"A master of mechanisms?" Yuantai was curious. "Is he some kind of powerful god?"

"Not a god, but almost enough," Chiba chuckled. "Ifukube Nohisa, an agency expert who lived in seclusion twenty years ago, was nicknamed "Kichiemon"."

"Where is that expert? Can't you just drop by?" Conan asked.

"A small town, probably Ashikaga City in Tochigi Prefecture..."

"Tochigi Prefecture?" Conan was speechless. "Then it's a little south of Fukushima. It's completely smooth sailing and easy to cut!"

"Oh, really... Qianyu is really not familiar with such detailed geography. "Then I'll go with you, but give me a day to go to that town!"

"It should be no problem," Mitsuhiko suddenly remembered something. "I suddenly remembered that it seems that Ashikaga City's very famous goddess Chaihime Festival is about to begin!"

"Chayiji?" Yuantai was confused. "What is that?"

"Well -" Mitsuhiko thought for a while and replied. "Yesterday's story book about myths and legends mentioned the goddess Chaihime. It is said that she is the patron saint of Ashikaga. Her predecessor was... um

, her predecessor was..."

"The former was a young girl who wandered here. She protected this place with the power given to her by the gods who admired her. After successfully protecting the place, she passed away and was regarded as a god by the local residents." Conan added.

"Um, is there eel rice at the festival?" Genta's sudden question directly deflected the topic of discussion.

"Well, there shouldn't be any..." Mitsuhiko said with a black line on his face.

"Maybe..." Conan hesitated. "If I remember correctly, people in Ashikaga City believe in Chaihime, so many stores will bring their favorite works to the festival."

"That's about it...ah, you guys go back first, I'll get out of the way first." Qianyu suddenly remembered something in the middle of speaking and said quickly.

"What's the matter?" Mitsuhiko looked unhappy. "Why do you, Qianyu, never go to the same place as us?"

"There's nothing I can do," Qianyu said, pointing to a furniture store not far away. "I ordered some furniture here and I want it delivered to my house. We made an appointment today and I will lead the way."

...

"Huh?" When Qianyu walked into the furniture store, he felt something was wrong at the first moment.

"Kid," a middle-aged man behind the counter said kindly. "Who are you looking for?"

"Where is your store manager?" Qianyu asked with a frown. "I ordered a special wooden cabinet from him two months ago, and he told me to come here to pick it up today."

"Hiiraji..." The middle-aged man's kind expression froze for a moment, and then he sighed. "Let's not talk about this anymore. If it's a special wooden cabinet, please tell me your item number. But it's really you who ordered it.

Are you, a child, the 'Mr. Orange' who ordered the original order..."

"Item No. 729, this is the delivery note. My name is Tachibana Qianyu, what happened to the store manager?" Qianyu felt something was wrong, slapped the delivery note on the counter, and asked.

"729! Ha, 729...it turns out you ordered it..." The middle-aged man's affectionate voice was very exciting at first, but in the end he murmured slumpedly, scratching his nails on the counter, and then he said with a cold

The voice began to state.

"Twenty days ago, Hiro and his wife were retrieving your cargo No. 729 from the port, an imported mechanical wooden cabinet, and driving back in a car," the middle-aged man tried his best to keep his tone steady,

But Qianyu could still hear the sadness in it. "Crushed by a large truck driven by a drunk driver."

Qianyu listened blankly to the middle-aged man's narration, then stretched out his hands and looked at the palms blankly.

Did I harm them? Although subjectively this is not my responsibility, objectively I am indeed the murderer who killed them. Did I kill innocent people?
Chapter completed!