"Fujiwara, you're so easy to leave, right?" Takeda looked at Fujiwara, who was walking on flat ground in front of him and envied.

"There is nothing complicated here," Fujiwara, who was holding Firefly and letting her hold her neck, said lightly. "And I think you are in good condition now, right?"

At this time, Takeda and Yuma no longer seemed to have gently put their hands together like before, but instead held each other's hands firmly like Chia and Ai Haibara. Since Yuma slipped once before, Takeda and Yuma have already chosen such a more solid way.

At this moment, Qianyu suddenly frowned, and Fujiwara, Hachihara Ai also showed strange expressions almost at the same time after a while.

The reason was simple. They heard the sound of motorcycles - on the originally quiet mountain, and were getting closer and closer to them.

"Did I hear it wrong?" Qian Yu asked without confirmation. "This..."

In such an article where there is no personal voice, how can there be a motorcycle sound?

But in fact, this happened in front of them with a look of surprise.

"Front left," Qian Yu had already locked his eyes in the direction where the sound came. "From the engine's volume, it looks like a madman... But if you can run the engine at full power in such a place, you won't hit a tree. Even if you are really a madman, you will definitely be a professional madman."

About ten seconds later, the sound of the motorcycle's tires constantly hitting the branches on the ground appeared in their ears, and the fluctuations caused by the engine sounds accompanied by changes in posture also became clear, which shows that the motorcycle did not pass by from a distance, but was heading in their direction.

"The car shouldn't be here in theory," Fujiwara frowned and walked behind a tree with a firefly in her arms. The tree was relatively thick. Even if a motorcycle hit it, it would definitely not cause any harm to them hiding behind the tree. "Be careful!"

"..." Qian Yu took out the traceless umbrella in silence - not because he planned to do something, but just the manifestation of releasing the pressure after feeling a little pressure in this situation.

About fifteen seconds later, Qianyu's auxiliary unit caught what he wanted to see in the cracks of the dense jungle: a man in a full motorcycle outfit was driving a blue painted motorcycle in the direction they were.

"I actually drive here..." Qianyu murmured, and walked to the back of a tree with Ai Haibara.

When the motorcycle was approaching a certain level, Qian Yu suddenly felt that the man seemed a little strange: a bamboo tube suddenly stretched out from behind him, and the strange style of the exposed top made Qian Yu not realize what it was at the first time. In this way, the group watched the blue motorcycle gallop and parked beside them.

"..." Fujiwara hugged the same solemn face, and had already put one hand on the firefly on the tree next to her, looking at this man who looked like a random wild tyrant.

"Buzz!" With the engine roaring again, the racer controlled the motorcycle and turned to the direction of the Shugen Road downhill. In this process, Qian Yu, who turned to the racer, focused his eyes on the long bamboo tube on the back of the racer and the dark bamboo tube fixed with black. At the lower end of the bamboo tube, there was also a thin rope with a tail at both ends.

What are these two things... for?

Just before Qianyu could react, the motorcycle started rapidly in the direction of the downhill with the highest power, leaving only a light-colored smoke that was a bit unpleasant.

Beijing Capital; 92-48, this is the license plate number of the motorcycle recorded by Qianyu’s auxiliary unit.

"Why did you come from there?" After the motorcycle left, Qian Yu looked in the direction where the motorcycle appeared with a puzzled look. "Even if it is a motorcycle, it would be quite difficult to drive in such a place without opening up, right?"

"That's..." Fujiwara's face also showed some uncertain expression. "It seems to be the bamboo knife drum of a very famous bamboo knife shop in Kyoto."

Bamboo knife barrel? If it is not used for other purposes, it is probably used to dress up bamboo knife. But... Why is it for a person to ride a motorcycle in a dense forest without a crowd?

"..." Fujiwara looked at the direction where the motorcycle came with a suspicious look, but finally locked her eyes on Firefly. After hesitating for a while, Fujiwara turned to the direction of going down the mountain. "Let's go down the mountain first, this place--"

"Don't worry about me," Ying suddenly shook her head and then held the tree. "I just sprained my ankle, not that I'm almost dead. If you want to go and see it, go and see it. I'll take a little rest here and maybe I can walk on my own. And if I sit here for a while, maybe I'll have a chance to deal with it a little."

"Then..." Fujiwara pondered for a moment, then turned her eyes to Yuma. "Can you take care of her? I have some concerns about what happened there, and I want to take a few minutes to confirm it."

"Yeah!" Yuma nodded quickly.

"Okay--" Fujiwara carefully put Yuma down, letting her barely support her with her uninjured leg and hand. After Yuma held Firefly, she let go of the remaining hand. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something. "Wait a minute, Kiri, you come here too."

"Ah?" Qian Yu was stunned.

"Just come here!" Fujiwara said this and left the right path of the Shugendao and walked into the dense forest.

"Ah...oh!" Qianyu hesitated for a moment before looking at Ai Haibara with a little hesitant look, and the latter just nodded.

...

"Why call me?" Qianyu asked while shuttled between the dense forests.

"I need you to provide me with enough combat power," Fujiwara's hand was inserted into her pocket, observing the ruts left in the softer soil on the ground, while walking forward. "They have fireflies on them, and even if something happens, they will at least have the ability to protect themselves - even if she sprained her ankle."

"Do you think this person is here to throw the body?" Qianyu asked. "But it's hard to explain why he is carrying the two tubes behind his back - if he is riding a motorcycle and carrying the two tubes on his back, it will be difficult to carry a body."

"Of course it's not about throwing the corpse or something, but it's more likely to be hiding something else, such as the bamboo knife inside the bamboo knife barrel." Fujiwara nodded. "In short, if the ruts in front--"

His words suddenly stopped after walking around a tree - just ahead of them, the ruts disappeared in front of the wreckage of a wooden bridge.
Chapter completed!