The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Even with the help of Shimabukuro Kimie, a well-known miko on the island, in the end, no one found the missing Karasawa.

"Although it is not appropriate to say this, everyone, if he is really lost in the mountains and forests..." Shimabukuro Kime tilted his head in embarrassment, "Then we may have to wait until the festival is over tomorrow to ask the prefectural police to Bianjia has sent manpower to look for it.”

Although the area of ​​the American Island is not very large, due to its small population, the degree of development is still very insufficient. More than half of the island's area is a jungle with extremely complex terrain and relatively primitive ecology.

According to Shimabukuro Kimie, even for locals who have been in the mountains and forests for many years, it is difficult and time-consuming to penetrate to the farthest locations. If Karasawa's disappearance is due to an accident that happened to him in the mountains and forests, the loss of If you are unable to act on your own, it may be difficult to complete the search with only one or two skilled guides.

"You have never had any cases of missing tourists in the past. Can't the local residents help to find them?" When Kogoro Mouri said this with an ugly face, he was almost questioning.

Shimabukuro Kimie smiled bitterly and shook her head: "It has happened before, but it is impossible for everyone on the island to spare time to help now. That's why I said it needs to be done after the festival is over."

She looked at the only brightly lit commercial street under the purple night sky, with some helplessness and bitterness in her expression.

"Since tourism on the island has become booming, some islanders have completely given up on traditional industries such as fishing and regard the tourism industry as their own livelihood. Now they will not allow anyone to ruin this important festival. Yes." Shimabukuro Kime adjusted her miko uniform and replied seriously, "Even if I say it, nothing will change."

"...His mobile phone still has no signal." Mao Lilan, who had finished dialing again, held the mobile phone with a layer of mist in her eyes.

"What did the police say?" Mouri Kogoro looked at Hattori Heiji who had finished playing the alarm call and returned to the room.

"They said the wind and waves were too strong today, and it might be necessary to go to the island tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to assist in the search." Hattori Heiji recounted the answer he got, his brows furrowed.

Although the nearby waters were covered with reefs and the currents were fast, he didn't think that the local county police would really exaggerate to such a slow speed.

This is most likely an excuse for them to be aware of the resistance Shangdao is facing at this time and choose to avoid its edge.

Aware of this underlying logic, Hattori Heiji's worries increased.

If the unfriendliness of the residents on this island has reached the point where the county police find it troublesome and do not want to conflict with them, then might the missing Karasawa be the same...

"Let's go eat, everyone." After a moment of silence, Mouri Kogoro stood up first, "There's no point in rushing now, save your energy. If we are all exhausted and unable to support, that boy will only be more helpless. "

Several people looked at each other and slowly followed Mouri Kogoro's footsteps.

Although the worry is still there, although the uneasiness is still there, it is just as this sentence says.

As Tangze's backing, they couldn't let their negative emotions stop them from finding him.

This worry was like a heavy stone, always falling in their hearts, and along with the fact that the search was fruitless, it lasted until the start of the Dugong Festival the next day.

"Boom boom boom——"

The drums were beating noisily, and the bustling tourists all headed in the direction of the shrine. In the gradually darkening sky, the people going up the mountain were like migrating ants. Small black spots covered the steps, stretching out long A long line.

Standing in the crowd and following everyone, Conan and his group seemed out of place with the expectant, excited, chatting and laughing people around them.

They stood behind the isolation zone, looking at the singing and dancing islanders, with complex expressions on their faces.

This festival is undoubtedly the reason why most tourists come to this island, and it should have been an anticipated event.

However, when they realized that this celebration was the biggest obstacle in front of their rescue companions and the reason why they were forced to miss the golden 48 hours, they looked at the gathering in front of them and had a different taste.

"For the sake of a carnival, we have to overcome all difficulties, even ignore the possible sufferings, and everything must be compromised... It is too cold and utilitarian." Hattori Heiji, with his hands in his pockets, looked cold. Looking at the fire burning in front of the shrine in front, the corners of his mouth were straightened.

"We shouldn't leave him alone in the hotel." Yuan Shan and Ye lowered their heads, looked at the wooden sign in their hands, and squeezed it tightly.

Youth and beauty are certainly desirable blessings, but if the price is to watch the relatives and friends around you disappear, it seems to be a vicious curse.

No matter where it is, whether it is a god or a mermaid, if there is really a blessing, then I wish Tang Ze is safe and sound...

Hattori Heiji looked at the carefully prepared festival performance, and felt that the more he looked at it, the more irritated he became. He simply looked away and looked down at Conan standing next to him.

Then he discovered that Conan was holding a mobile phone and dialing a number.

"Are you still dialing, Kudo?" He bent down and leaned close to Conan's ear, "Don't waste your phone's battery."

Yesterday, they had basically concluded that Tangze might have passed out somewhere in the forest, or suffered an attack and lost consciousness. His cell phone might have been dropped in an area with no signal, so today Few attempts were made.

As expected, Conan's cell phone sounded a notification that the other party was not in the service area or had been turned off.

Hattori Heiji shook his head. Conan hung up the phone, but his expression became slightly more relaxed.

He said that since the members of the Phantom Thieves were also on the island, there was no way they could just sit back and watch Karasawa encounter major risks.

Hearing that Joker's cell phone also lost signal, he guessed that they were probably searching for Tang Ze, and even said that they had followed Tang Ze's footsteps.

After feeling a little calmer, he finally raised his head and looked steadily at the shrine in front of him.

Although Karasawa's sudden disappearance disrupted their plans, he has not forgotten the many mysteries on the island and the missing client Saori Kadori.

This dugong festival is like the climax of a piece of music, pushing everything to the highest point amid the blazing fire.

"Oh, is it coming-"

"Master Goddess, Goddess is coming out!"

"Wow! The door really opened!"

Amid the sudden noisy cheers of tourists and islanders, the sliding door in front was slowly opened by people on both sides, revealing a figure with gray hair kneeling in the center of the screen.

As if disturbed by the movement behind him, the man slowly got up and turned his head slowly, revealing a face that was painted extremely pale, but some wrinkles could be seen.

She picked up the long pole on the shelf in front of her, turned around slowly, and used the stick in her hand as a crutch. She dragged her clogs with difficulty and moved little by little to the front of the steps.

"Okay, so small..." Looking at the man standing in front of him who was only half the height of a normal person, Mouri Kogoro was surprised, "Has your body shrunk to this extent?"