The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Strange, is it an earthquake?" Mouri Kogoro on the side also muttered in a low voice, touching his neck and looking around.

"...Is there one?" Shimabukuro Kimie looked around blankly, then looked at the crowd. He saw the same surprise and fear on the faces of some tourists. After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "Maybe. Over here The island is like this sometimes."

This shaking feeling lasted for two or three minutes before finally disappearing. Mouri Kogoro moved his neck twice and felt a little relieved.

For people who have long been accustomed to frequent earthquakes, a mild earthquake is not a problem, and several people returned their attention to the scene.

"Anyway, you still have to go upstream and take a look." Mouri Kogoro emphasized, "No matter what you do, it will inevitably leave traces."

As he spoke, he stepped on the soft soil and said firmly: "It must be muddy in the forest, right?"

"It has been raining on the island for several days. It seems like it has entered the flood season. The water in the upper reaches is flowing very fast. Maybe the two of them were washed into the water and encountered an accident." Fukuyama Rokuro, who did not agree with the conclusion of the murder, explained. , "You also said that the man has been missing for two days. Maybe Shoumei bumped into him in the mountains and wanted to rescue him, but he was washed down. Maybe."

"Then she also needs to explain why she entered the mountain at this time." Mouri Kogoro glanced at him, not quite believing this statement, "Karasawa's disappearance was most likely caused by man. Someone who will meet him, The kidnapper himself is more likely than rescue."

"What else could it be for? They want to find the Mermaid Tomb." Fukuyama Rokuro pursed his lips, "They have been looking for that place, and they are almost going crazy because they care about it."

"Mermaid Tomb?" The topic returned to the mermaid, and Mao Lilan concentrated her attention, "What is it, an attraction on the island?"

"You can say that if you insist." Fukuyama Rokuro stared at Ebihara's father who had arrived late, struggled through the crowd, stood up from the ground, made room for him, and lowered his voice, " In fact, it was a corpse found in a fire three years ago. Because there were several large pillars in the warehouse, even the bones of the charred corpse below the waist were smashed... It looked like it had no legs. .”

During his solemn explanation, Ebihara's father rushed forward and tremblingly picked up the wet and cold human body on the ground. He cried for "Sumei" and hugged his dead daughter to his chest. The sound of crying could be heard in the surrounding open space. It kept echoing.

Fukuyama Rokuro looked at the grieving middle-aged man and sighed.

"...Actually, the first thing that became famous was not that there was a long-lived goddess on the island." Shimabukuro Kime, who closed his eyes and lowered his head in silence, said, "The first thing they widely reported was the occurrence of mermaid corpses on the island. . It was after that that my grandma became famous, and everyone rumored that...she ate mermaid meat before she could..."

Her voice became softer and softer, and then became deeper and deeper. An uncontrollable sadness that had been accumulated for a long time filled her whole heart.

Her mother, as if she had been completely sacrificed to this island, silently disappeared into the lively celebrations.

She had given up everything she was before she died, acting like an senile person day after day, devoting all her energy to the island.

Now, even after death, she cannot have her own name. She can only erect an unnamed solitary tomb in the mountains. With her own death, she made the Dugong Festival famous...

"The police believe that tourists who did not get the arrows may have slipped into the warehouse and accidentally knocked over the candles, causing the fire." Fukuyama Rokuro continued, "Other than the fact that the deceased was a middle-aged woman, the police could not give any other answer. Since we could never find out who the deceased was, we had to bury her a year later. However, as the legend of mermaid meat and the story of mermaid corpses spread more and more, some people started to rob the tomb..."

Under the pitiful wails and the cold sea breeze, Mao Lilan, who had already hugged herself, shivered: "They, did they, put those bones..."

"The elixir of immortality, right?" Fukuyama Rokuro said this, looking at Ebihara Hisumi who fell on the ground with a sinister expression, and Kuroe Naoko who was standing aside, still chuckling inexplicably, and shook his head.

This fanatical celebration started three years ago and has never stopped.

The faces of several tourists present turned green and white after hearing the whole reason, and they were obviously disgusted by the speculation that followed.

It is extremely possible that someone can actually use bone fragments from a human corpse...

"After that, my grandma and I moved the tomb deeper into the mountain forest to prevent a similar situation from happening again." Shimabukuro Kimie closed her eyes and finished her final conclusion, "Sumei, maybe she wants to enter the forest." Mountain, find this place.”

Mao Lilan looked at the distressed and somewhat sad look on her face, and was about to say something when she suddenly felt a chill on her cheek.

She raised her hand and touched a few crystal drops of water, as if tears fell on her face at the right moment.

"Hey, it's raining..." She raised her head and observed for a while, then whispered, "Should we move to another place..."

"The police said that the storm outside is very strong right now, and they are temporarily unable to sail. They can't get through now." Hattori Heiji, who was wrapped in a blanket, put down his cell phone and walked over.

"Then how long will it take them to arrive?" Realizing the possible antagonism of the islanders, Maori Kogoro frowned deeply.

Even if the identities of their detectives are revealed, it may still be difficult to convince the islanders to cooperate with the investigation.

"We don't know yet." Hattori Heiji said solemnly, "They also have to depend on the weather conditions in the past two days."

"Can't we call a helicopter?" Mouri Kogoro's eyebrows tightened, "I think there are not many people who can accept the conclusion of homicide."

The terrain in the mountain forest is complex, and Ebihara Hisumi herself behaves very strangely. This bizarre arrangement is more likely to be a strange coincidence caused by an accident than killing people.

Judging from the current state of the islanders and the current state of Ebihara Hisumi's father, by the time the police arrive on the island and conduct autopsies, they will probably all be buried.

If you want to open the coffin at that time, the difficulty level will rise sharply.

"There's nothing we can do about it..." Hattori Heiji turned around and glanced at Karasawa lying on the ground, "First of all, there's a storm on the sea right now, and with the thunderstorm, even the police helicopters don't dare to call them casually. Secondly, we can’t give a definite guarantee now, can we?”

The guy who is most likely to understand the situation cannot give a clear answer now. It is not that simple to use "homicide may occur" to persuade the police to increase investment.

"I mean, if you take him with you, you might encounter a case...but that's not the kind of case you're talking about." At the end, Hattori Heiji patted his head and said with lingering fear.

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As the most likely witness and the most likely murder weapon, Tangze still didn't wake up until noon the next day after being carried back to the hotel.

"There are many scratches and bruises on his body, especially on his feet..." Hattori Heiji closed the door, walked outside, and exhaled, "This guy really looks like he has been walking in the mountains and forests for two days. look like."