Conan reborn as a detective

Chapter 874 Dangerous Camping 3
"cigarette?"

At the scene of the burial, Conan noticed the smoke rising in the distance, and quickly pointed out: "Over there is..."

"It must be a campfire," Shancuncao explained, "There is also one on the other side. Recently, many young people have started to build high campfires during the day. Although they have been warned, they still go their own way."

"Oh……"

"Mountain village police officer!" A police officer brought three men over, "Bring all three men who wandered alone in the mountains..."

"Cough cough!"

The wooden house in the forest was full of smoke, and the entire roof was on fire. Xiao Ai, who was trapped in the house, had to lie on the floor to breathe the air between the cracks in the door.

"Hold on, everyone!" Xiao Ai urged, supporting his feverish body, "Lower your head, try not to inhale the smoke, Ma, someone will come to rescue us soon..."

"But," Yuan Tai kept sweating, "When will you come?!"

"Wait, wait a minute, Xiao Ai, there is smoke on the other side!"

"No way?!"

Ayumi and the others saw the blue smoke rising in the distance through the crack of the door, their faces were desperate.

"Wouldn't you not notice the smoke here?"

"how come……"

Xiao Ai struggled to open one eye and looked outside, then turned to the backpacks of the man and woman next to the wall.

There should be clothes in the bag, and she still has the antidote on her body, so she can only recover her body first, and then she can use the ax inside. If she still has strength, at least she can go out, even if her identity is leaked. She will only sacrifice one...

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Xiao Ai's eyes returned to the outside of the house, and a blurred figure appeared in the distant woods.

"Crack crackle crackle!"

The fire became more and more fierce, the roof and walls were engulfed by the flames, and the whole wooden house seemed to be turned into an oven. The frail Xiaoai and Ayumi were the first to be unable to bear it.

"Ayumi, Ayumi?!"

"Don't sleep, Xiao Ai..."

Mitsuhiko couldn't help sobbing.

"Please...someone come and save us!"

"Yes, someone is here..."

Hearing the cries of Yuantai and Mitsuhiko, Xiao Ai raised her finger and pointed to the outside of the house. There was only an afterimage left in her eyes, and finally she vaguely saw a wooden knife and a pass ring.

"boom!"

The chains were broken, and the entire wooden door was thrown open by a huge force, and Gao Cheng, whose muscles were tense, appeared in front of everyone with a strong air current.

"call--!"

"Brother Chenghu!" Yuan Tai got up and hugged Gao Cheng with tears.

"It's okay, I'm here!"

Seeing that several people were there, Gao Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, hurried forward to hug Xiao Ai, and quickly left with Mitsuhiko Ayumi and the others to avoid the engulfing flames.

Xiao Ai opened her eyes a little, and when she saw Gao Cheng, she closed her eyes and rested in peace.

"Brother Chenghu, I'm sorry for her..."

"It's okay, it's just a fever."

Gao Cheng touched Xiao Ai's hot forehead, and turned to the children who surrounded him tightly: "What kind of person is the prisoner?"

"It's a big nose with glasses!"

"Yes, the hair is combed back, the bearded uncle with a square face!"

Ayumi, who were finally rescued, was deeply impressed by the prisoner: "Brother Kido, we must catch him!"

"Don't worry, he can't run away."

……

At the scene of the burial, the footprints of the three suspects found by the police all fit the scene.

Freelancer Yonezumi Sudo who inspected the campsite, photographer Usagi Tachizo who took pictures of the campsite, and college student Takeya Iwakuma who also came to take pictures.

Conan's eyes fell on the photographer Usaki Tiaosan, a bearded uncle with a square face.

"Mr. Usaki, the prisoner is right-handed."

"what?"

"Evidence that the prisoner was right-handed was left on the corpse and the side of the pit. The wound on the corpse was cut from the upper right to the lower left by something like an axe, so the prisoner who did it should be right-handed."

Conan analyzed.

"The footprints of the criminals left around the pit are also with the left foot in front and the right foot behind. If they didn't use their right hand to dig the hole, they wouldn't have left such footprints..."

"Forgive me, please forgive me," said the square-faced uncle, pointing profusely at the two suspects next to him. "Aren't there many people who are right-handed? It's possible that these two people switched to left-handed to hide, and there are also criminals." Maybe still hiding in this mountain..."

"Indeed," Conan interrupted, "Most people are right-handed, but you are the only right-handed man surnamed Usagi wandering alone in this mountain, right?"

"What?" The man said in amazement, "It's true that my surname is Usaki, but..."

"The woman who was killed said that," Conan gestured with his fingers, "at the last moment of death, I made this shape with my fingers in her sleeping bag, because the relationship between movement is not easy to understand, but if you overlap the left and right hands Get up and become..."

"This is?"

As the doctor illuminated with the flashlight, Conan's hands reflected the silhouette of the rabbit on the tree trunk.

"Is it a hand shadow?!"

"Nursery staff often perform hand shadows for children. Even if the prisoner finds out, it's hard to tell it's a rabbit at a glance," Shiliang Zhenchun continued, "It's useless no matter how much you deny it. The victim's back There is such a big wound on it, you should have splashed a lot of blood on your body, it is not so easy to clean up, if you do a blood test..."

"So it's you, uncle?" Conan looked at the square-faced uncle in a deep voice, "My friend saw that you were burying the corpse, and then you kept chasing them..."

"No, it's not my fault..." The square-faced uncle wailed like a child, and said aggrievedly, "It's all her fault for pranking me to lock me up in that kind of place! It's my fault that I love her so much, even You even have a marriage contract, and you still do that kind of thing!"

"Lock you up?"

"I'm claustrophobic. I was locked in an elevator for a whole day because of an accident 3 years ago. Since then, I've always panicked whenever I've been locked in a dark place...but she locked me up like that. In that mountain hut where you can't even open the windows!"

The square-faced uncle scratched his head in discomfort.

"I was terrified to death. I tried my best to escape. I waved the ax I found in the house in the dark. I accidentally chopped her in the back..."

"Do you really love her?"

Gao Cheng walked over from the woods with the children, and looked coldly at the square-faced uncle who was stunned.

"If you really loved her you wouldn't say things like that."

"What do you know……"

"If it was just a prank, would she stay in the wooden house with you? The window is indeed nailed shut, but the wooden door can be opened from the inside, right?"

Gao Cheng threw the two backpacks he brought out from the wooden house at the feet of Uncle Square Face.

"In the victim's bag was a book on claustrophobia treatment. Her intention was to stay with you in that cabin for one night to help you overcome claustrophobia...

"After all, for you as a photographer, it seems that you are still using a film camera that must be developed in a darkroom, and you are also very distressed?"

"Kirodo..."

Conan stared blankly at Gao Cheng who seemed to have just escaped from the scene of the fire.

"You are this?"

"This uncle locked the children in that wooden house and set fire to silence them. This is the truth."

Gao Cheng squinted at the square-faced man who was stunned.

"The important thing is that when you brought her here in a sleeping bag, she was still conscious, and what you were thinking about at that time was how to dispose of the corpse..."

(End of this chapter)