Chapter 336 The fifth survivor of the plane accident
Surviving this year in the world of Conan is victory Chapter 336: The fifth survivor of the plane accident
The snowstorm has stopped, but the snow has not melted and the weather is still very cold.
There is no need to bring a flashlight this time, because it is already seven o'clock in the morning, and the visibility during the day is still very high, much better than the pitch black just now.
The old villager who was collecting firewood in front of his house noticed the two police officers walking towards him. He was a little confused and said:
"Mr. Police Officer, why are you here again?"
"Grandpa, we came here to ask you, where exactly were you when you saw the will-o'-the-wisp?" Yamato Kansuke couldn't wait to ask after seeing the villager's grandfather. He wanted to leave this ghost place quickly.
, it’s really chilling to death.
"Will-o'-the-wisp? Ah... I saw the will-o'-the-wisp on the way to feed the horses, right over there."
Fujiwara Yu took out the map he carried with him. On the map, he quickly extended a straight line in the direction of the will-o'-the-wisp seen by the villager's grandfather. The straight line intersected with the previously drawn straight line to form an intersection point.
And this intersection happens to be at the narrowest part of the ice-backed canyon.
This is definitely no coincidence.
The will-o'-the-wisp seen by the villager's grandfather during his hair-raising period... The will-o'-the-wisp appeared at the narrowest part of the canyon... The dried grass in Michio Akashi's hand... Could it be said?
After Yamato Kansuke saw the position shown by the intersection, his expression couldn't help but change. He looked up at Sosuke Takaji, who had a solemn expression, and exclaimed:
"Hey, Yingji, did the murderer use such methods?"
"It seems like I have to go over there and take a look. If nothing else happens, I should be able to find something like that."
"Well, let's go quickly."
"Wait a minute, are you going to go down the canyon directly by hand?" Fujiwara Yuu grabbed Yamato Gansuke by the collar. He turned to look at the villager's grandfather, raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Grandpa, can you lend us a long rope?"
Do you want some rope? It’s better to have something stronger.”
The old villager touched his chin and thought for a moment, then nodded and said:
"I have a climbing rope at home for my son to use. You go inside and wait for a while. I'll go look for it."
"Okay, I'm really sorry to trouble you."
After getting the climbing rope, the two people refused the villager's grandfather's offer of tea and rushed to the narrowest part of the canyon without stopping.
Even though it was a bit dangerous to run in the snow, they did not plan to go back to the annex to pick up the car in order to save time. When they arrived at the narrowest place, Yamato Kansuke almost slipped due to inertia. If Fujiwara Yu hadn't reacted in time, he would have
About to roll down the canyon.
Yamato Gansuke stood up with his knees supported. He fell to the ground and the back of his hand was cut by a branch. Coupled with the cold weather and biting cold wind, the stinging pain from the wound made him gasp:
"hiss--"
"Are you okay? Yamato."
"I'm fine, but my foot is sprained, so I may not be able to accompany you down there." Yamato Gansuke limped awkwardly. He didn't expect that there was something stumbling near the canyon. He almost thought he was going to die just now.
Fortunately, Takaji was reliable enough and caught him in time.
Fujiwara Yu nodded. He took out the climbing rope and observed the surrounding terrain. After determining the best place to set foot, he carefully moved down.
I don’t know why, but this reminded him of the scene where he and Rei Fukiya defused a bomb in the elevator six years ago. It was really similar... Shouldn’t he be glad that he wasn’t trying to defuse a bomb now, otherwise he would be so cold?
With some stiff hands, I'm afraid the bomb might have detonated before even cutting the thread.
"Takaji, how are you? Did you find anything?" Yamato Gansuke, who was sitting on the snow, felt the gravity in his hands disappear. He knew that Takaji Sousuke had successfully reached the bottom of the canyon, and he asked immediately, a little impatiently.
Fujiwara Yu did not rush to answer, but squatted on the ground and groped carefully. When he felt the strip in his hand, he immediately lifted it up. Sure enough, it was a hemp rope, and the length of the hemp rope was very exaggerated. The rest
Part of it sank in the unfrozen lake water.
And the most important thing is that there is a piece of dry grass stuck on the hemp rope.
After getting a big harvest, Fujiwara Yu pulled the climbing rope on his body, and his tone was filled with joy:
"We found it. The murderer's method is exactly what we thought!"
"Okay, then come up quickly... huh?" Yamato Kansuke heard the sound coming from his cell phone. Thinking that he had asked Uehara Yui to check information, he immediately connected the phone and pressed the speakerphone. He didn't even think about asking directly.
Said: "Uehara, have you checked the list of survivors?"
After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, a slightly smiling voice suddenly came out, and it was not a female voice.
"Ashamed, I am not Uehara."
There is only one person who likes to talk in this way. How could Yamato Gansuke not know who this man is? He narrowed his eyes and said speechlessly:
"Gao Ming, I don't have time to chat with you now. If nothing happens, I will hang up."
"So Ganzhujun doesn't want to know the list of survivors? Well, I'll hang up."
"Wait!" Yamato Kansuke couldn't help but raise his voice. He felt that Morofu Gaoming did it on purpose. Apparently Uehara was busy with something, so he asked Gao Ming to tell the story. He gritted his teeth and said: "You...
Guys, don’t wait any longer, tell me quickly!”
Fujiwara Yuu, who was climbing, couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth. Listening to the conversation between these two people, he was inexplicably reminded of Rei Fukitani and Jinpei Matsuda in the police academy. He didn't know if these two people would quarrel if they met now.
But why does the name "Gao Ming" sound familiar to me? I seem to have heard it from someone.
Zhu Fu Gaoming did not feel unhappy because of the other party's attitude. He calmly looked at the documents in his hand:
"The plane accident that occurred in Nagano Prefecture ten years ago had a total of five survivors, namely Himuro Kazsei, Kano Rie, Akashi Michio, Hiruda Masashi and Kuse Minina."
Two of them have already died, and the murderer's next target is either Hiruda Masashi or Himuro Kazsei.
Huh? Wait a minute...among the five survivors, there is one named Kuse Marina?
Mariina Kuse, Marina Ayatsuji.
So that’s the case, no wonder the murderer wanted to take away Himuro Kazsei’s self-portrait in order to frame him!
"Oops! Yingji, let's go back quickly!
"
Yamato Kansuke's face suddenly changed when he realized something was wrong. He closed the phone and put it in his pocket. He reached out to grab Sosuke Takaji who had climbed to the top. After helping him up, the two of them quickly walked towards the annex.
Rush in the direction.
Morofuku Gaoming, who was directly hung up on the phone, listened speechlessly to the busy signal coming from the other end of the phone. He still held Ayatsuji Mariina's file in his hand, and the column with his previous name clearly read: Kuse Marina.
He put the document down with a smile. It seemed that he no longer needed his help. They already knew the truth.