After settling down temporarily, Jiang Xia walked over and closed the door.
He turned around and glanced at the many murderous spirits locked in the room, feeling that this simple hut had become very livable.
Mao Lilan was still thinking about calling the police.
There was no signal on her cell phone, so she walked to the landline in the hut.
However, soon, Mao Lilan's anxious voice sounded: "The phone can't be reached."
"Thunderstorms often happen like this." The manager snorted, "You shouldn't go hiking during thunderstorms."
Etsuko Tokura sat at the table, quietly looking at the thunderstorm outside the window, and said in a vague tone: "After dark, the mountains will be very dangerous, coupled with the slippery rain, lightning may strike at any time, and there is no other rest nearby.
Station... this is the Blizzard Villa mode. When I go back, I may be able to write a new book soon."
The man in the couple twists his wet hat anxiously:
"You still care about reading? There is a murderer hiding in the mountains right now who forces people to jump off a cliff. Who knows if the murderer will suddenly break in in the middle of the night, and then we will have another dead person!"
Jiang Xia crossed his arms and leaned against the door. When he heard this, he corrected him strictly: "That college student is not dead, so there is no need to use the word 'Zai'."
The couple was startled and then said angrily: "That's not the point! The point is that the prisoner is still active!"
"Okay, let's eat first." The administrator brought a pot of hot water with a few packets of instant curry soaked in it. "Even though this house is dilapidated, the doors and windows are actually very strong."
"..."
It suddenly rained while hiking up the mountain, and a murder almost occurred. A group of chickens were not in the mood to eat at this time.
But I'm really hungry...
So in the end, we all sat down around the dining table.
Jiang Xia washed her hands, poured the slightly hot curry on the rice, and took a spoonful of it.
As soon as he pulled off the mask, a voice suddenly came from beside him: "I have indeed seen you."
"?"
Jiang Xia turned around and saw Etsuko Tokura's smiling face.
"You are Jiang Xia, right? The young detective who solves cases quickly." Etsuko Tokura stirred the curry on her plate, "Not long ago I wanted to go to Tokyo to find you, but I didn't expect that I happened to meet..."
The tips of Mao Lilan's ears twitched, and words such as "Abandoned by a lover and chased a husband thousands of miles away" instantly appeared in her mind, with a look of shock on her face - she had recently been dragged along by Suzuki Sonoko to watch a lot of bloody soap operas.
However, when she turned around and saw Jiang Xia's confused look, Mao Lilan suppressed this idea with a slight guilt.
...Compared with this, she felt that a more suitable term would be something like "fangirl chasing stars"... Ms. Tokura's wording was too close. At this time, shouldn't she say "I want to go to Tokyo to find you"
Is there a more precise term like "release commission"?
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a clang next to me - a metal spoon fell to the ground.
The others were startled, and looked around to see Kyoko Saegashi, the woman in the couple, who looked panicked.
She stared at Jiang Xia for a moment, then realized that a group of people were looking at her. Then she came to her senses, picked up the spoon in a hurry, and ran to the sink to wash it.
The man in the couple also froze slightly. After a second or two, he lowered his head in a disguised manner and took a big mouthful of curry.
"..." So much reaction to Jiang Xia's name?
Conan and Toru Amuro took another look at the couple, and thought of their two smelly bags again, and were secretly wary.
Etsuko Tokura also looked here and paused the topic just now.
The manager ignored this group of strange guests. He turned on the radio and listened to the news while eating like most old people.
A local weather program was playing on the radio, mentioning the sudden heavy rain.
In the middle of the conversation, another local news was urgently interrupted——
"This morning, a burglary and murder occurred in Danyuan Village. Sixty-year-old Mr. Yan Zhong was unfortunately killed. The suspect may have fled towards Danyuan Mountain. The police are currently continuing to search. Please close the doors and windows tightly and pay attention to safety."
"Danyuan Mountain?"
Toru Amuro was startled, isn't that the mountain?
…Except for some Buddhist tourists who only walked at the foot of the mountain, all the people who came to climb today were in this resting hut.
Silver Fox, the suspect in the home invasion... at least two people.
If they are all pretending to be tourists, then add in the suspicious client, Etsuko Tokura who seems to have something to do with Jiangxia, and two members of the black organization...
Isn't the concentration of criminals in this hut too high?
Thinking of this, Toru Amuro couldn't help but glance at Jiang Xia and remembered the term "incident constitution".
Then he remembered something and turned to look at Conan.
In my impression, many times when they encountered cases, this child was actually present. It was just because his sense of presence was very low that few people paid attention to him.
I often take my attention away from him unconsciously.
...It seems that we need to pay more attention to this aspect in the future.
…
Although looking at the bright side, the silver fox and the robber may not be disguised as tourists, but may be hiding in the mountains.
But in such a dangerous place, you still have to be careful - before going to bed, Toru Amuro had a low-key discussion with Jiang Xia, and the two took turns to keep watch.
Toru Amuro was responsible for watching the first half of the night.
Maybe when he got serious, some indescribable temperament in him had a strong suppressive power on criminals, so nothing happened in the first half of the night.
In the early morning, Jiang Xia got up and exchanged positions with her nominal boss.
He sat down against the wall and glanced at several beddings that continued to look murderous.
"..."
So tempting.
…
After Amuro Toru fell asleep, Jiang Xia yawned, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and the time he spent opening his eyes became shorter and shorter.
Finally he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.
When Jiang Xia was awake just now, she would occasionally turn her head to check or click on her cell phone, and her clothes would often rustle.
Now those scattered voices gradually stopped. Soon, those who were interested realized that something was wrong.
In the darkness, a pair of eyes opened faintly, looking towards where Jiang Xia was.
After waiting patiently for more than ten minutes, I found that there was still no movement on Jiang Xia's side, and it seemed that he had really fallen asleep. After a moment of contemplation, his eyes suddenly revealed a fierce light.
Jiang Xia's speed in solving crimes is really frightening to those who know him. What's more, on the road just now, the detective kept observing the people around him. If this continues, his crime will be exposed sooner or later.
How about now, while Jiang Xia is sleeping...
The swarthy black figure crawled out from under the quilt while holding his breath.
He pulled out the knife from his boot, turned on the screen of his mobile phone, and illuminated it with a weak light. Then he approached Jiangxia silently with the sound of the howling mountain wind.
Four steps, three steps, two steps...
As the distance narrowed, the dark figure looked at the sleeping young man in front of him, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
He raised the knife in his hand, took a deep breath, and showed a cruel smile.
Everything is going smooth.
But for some reason, when he took the last step and won, he always felt that something was wrong.
Suddenly a bolt of lightning passed through the window.
Light far more dazzling than a mobile phone screen flooded into the room, making the surrounding scene briefly clear.
The light flashed away, but the image that remained on the retina made the dark figure instantly understand what was wrong, and cold sweat silently soaked his back.
——The detective who just closed his eyes and was "sleeping" now had his eyes open and was looking straight at him.
Jiang Xia raised his head and locked his eyes accurately on the figure who was retreating in panic. There was no trace of confusion in his eyes as he had just woken up. Instead, he was extremely clear and clear, even a little hidden...
