After a few rounds of the game, it became unplayable. Moori Kogoro would be eliminated quickly in each round. He got up angrily and complained:
"Why do I feel like I'm being targeted?"
The editor explained with a smile: "With you as a famous detective here, this kind of board game with a little reasoning element, of course, must first eliminate the person who poses the greatest threat."
Mouri Kogoro was happy when he said this.
"I'm a little tired, so I'm going to rest first." Mrs. Hukura said calmly, her eyes full of exhaustion.
"Eh? Don't you want to continue playing?" Mouri Kogoro was a little unsatisfied.
"I also want to go to the library to check some information. I'm sorry." Folklorist Hamura also stood up.
Mouri Kogoro looked at the two of them and noticed something inexplicable.
"Mr. Mori, do you still want to continue?"
"Ah, of course continue, can we still play without two people?" Mouri Kogoro looked at Hanyu Kiyosu who was the judge.
Hanyu Qing'an nodded, "Of course, just remove one werewolf and one priest."
Time passed little by little, and finally it was midnight. The old clock in the living room issued a reminder, and Haihara Ai's reminder also appeared in Conan's headphones.
"They're home. It looks like they just got off work." Haibara Ai on the other side was watching several employees of the funeral agency separate from each other and enter the apartment next door one by one. "Wait! Toru Amuro didn't come back!"
"Don't worry, you continue to observe first." Conan whispered back. It was indeed strange that Amuro Toru didn't come back, but it was impossible for Haibara Ai to run to find out where he had gone.
Haihara Ai quietly retreated from the balcony to the bedroom, and then went to Mao Lilan's room next door. The corner of this room near the funeral home had windows on both sides. She hid behind the curtains and used the night vision function of her glasses to see the funeral home.
, everything is calm, nothing unusual.
"Sister Xiaolan, I have to go to the toilet." Conan shouted abruptly, then ran towards the toilet and whispered into the phone:
"In addition to the balcony and Xiaolan's room, the kitchen window can also observe the apartment next door. Although the line of sight is limited and can only observe a row of side windows of the apartment, it can just see Kamel's room on the fourth floor.
You are tall enough to easily look up and see the top of the apartment building.”
Hui Yuan Ai snorted coldly, "You are really rude. Are your height any better than mine?"
Conan suddenly became beady-eyed and paused in closing the toilet door, "Uh... I'm just stating a fact..."
He quickly brought the topic back, "In addition, the windows of the bathroom and toilet can observe the situation on the side behind the street. If someone jumps out of the window of the apartment or funeral home next door, they can be found, but they cannot see the inside of the room next door.
"
"Then there's the roof. I don't recommend that you go directly to the roof to observe. It's too dangerous. However, if you just look behind the roof door quietly, it is very suitable for observing the roof of the apartment building next door."
"I understand." Haiyuan Ai replied, "I will inform you again if there is any situation."
ah--
A series of exclamations and screams rang out, and even Haihara Ai on the other side of the phone heard them. She joked: "It seems that you are also busy over there, great detective."
Conan chuckled, "With President Hanyu here, there is no chance for me to appear. However, I can go and see the scene, collect some evidence, and use it later as material to see how to use reasoning techniques to solve the case reasonably."
"Go ahead and get busy. I may have to wait for a few hours. The best time to take action is in the dead of night."
"Well, be careful."
After Conan finished speaking, he got up and left the toilet and walked outside. All the people in the living room gathered at the door of the study that was hanging on a lonely cliff and was only connected by a covered bridge.
He leaned over and saw that the famous horror novelist Tokura had a huge blood-stained wooden nail inserted into his chest, and his whole body was nailed to the wall in the shape of a cross.
Mouri Kogoro was heartbroken. He had just negotiated a commission with Tokura, one million yen, to investigate his wife's cheating. Moreover, he had just used the opportunity of playing games to detect some signs, and he was just on the verge of getting it.
There is tangible evidence. I didn’t expect the client to disappear so quickly...
He turned around and said in a serious tone: "President Hanyu, is this the unlucky thing you had foreseen before?"
Everyone looked at Hanyu Qingan. Although he and Sonoko only reported their names before and did not mention their business, but just now he unlocked the door of the study room with a small paper manikin, and everyone was surprised to know his identity——
—Onmyoji.
"It's getting late. Let's solve the case quickly. Yuanzi, you go call the police."
"Okay." Suzuki Sonoko nodded, agreed happily, turned around and left.
"I'll go." Mao Lilan took the initiative and stopped Yuanzi. She was more familiar with this job. During the previous bank robbery, Yuanzi did not explain the situation clearly and there was a misunderstanding.
"This place is relatively remote and the signal is not very good. We have always used landline phones to communicate with the outside world. But I just tried it and the call cannot be made at all. There may be a problem with the phone line." Hucang's apprentice hurriedly reminded.
road.
"It's okay. Our mobile phones can all make satellite calls. We can still have normal calls even in the mountains."
Suzuki Sonoko said lightly, Mao Lilan smiled, turned around and left.
"..."
"Even if we call the police now, the police won't be able to come quickly in this weather," the folklorist said.
"It's okay, we'll know who the murderer is soon." Mouri Kogoro snorted coldly and looked at him confidently.
The folklorist did not panic at all. He pushed up his glasses and said, "Mr. Maori, you have also seen that there are no footprints on the fallen snow on the balcony, the doors and windows of the room are closed, and there is only a covered bridge connecting the living room. How could the murderer get in and kill...
…”
At this point, he was stunned and turned to look at Hanyu Qingan, "This Mr. Onmyoji is possible."
Suzuki Sonoko was furious when she heard this. She walked up to the folklorist angrily and said, "We just met that tiger warehouse today. What motive is there for the murder?"
Mouri Kogoro nodded and supported, "Yes, when it comes to motive, you are the most suspect. If I guess correctly, Mr. Tokura asked me to investigate, the person his wife cheated on is you, that's right.
Bar?"
Mrs. Hukura quickly said, "What are you talking about?"
The folklorist stretched out his hand to stop her, "It doesn't matter. There is nothing to hide now. The police will definitely find out when they come. But Detective Maori made a mistake. We are not cheating, but we are lovers from the beginning."
"It was Tokura who used underhanded tactics to put Etsuko's father's company into crisis, and then forced him to marry Etsuko to him."
Mrs. Hu Cang lowered her head and said sadly: "Hu Cang is my father's friend. He made the request in the name of lending money to my father's company. In order not to embarrass my father, I agreed..."
"I just didn't expect that the company would be taken away by Hu Cang later, and they even threatened me to destroy the company if I dared to divorce. That was my father's lifelong effort..."
Suzuki Sonoko looked surprised, her anger subsided a lot, and she turned to feel angry on Mrs. Tokura's behalf.
"How could there be such a disgusting guy!"
Mouri Kogoro did not show any sympathy, but still looked at the two of them seriously, "So, you two conspired to kill him?"
Mrs. Hu Cang shook her head quickly, "No, we didn't do such a thing."
The folklorist asked calmly: "You say that, do you have any evidence?"
"Of course!" Mouri Kogoro said with a confident smile, "When we were playing the Werewolf game before, you said something, right?"
"What?" The folklorist frowned slightly.
"If you are a vampire, you can speak after death." Mouri Kogoro said every word.
