Untitled Conan II

Give me a blank stare?

I didn't know who it was at the beginning, so I insisted not to be one of the twins?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help lowering my head and laughing.

Looking up again, I saw He Yezheng looking at me puzzled.

I gave a dry cough and looked at the ceiling in embarrassment. I lowered my head and ate in peace.

The dinner at Takeda's house was very rich. Although most of them were Japanese dishes that I hadn't fully adapted to, the taste was not bad. During the dinner, Uncle Mori and Mr. Takeda Shinichi, the owner of Takeda's house, had a great time drinking and chatting together. Happy.

Seeing that Uncle Mao Li had a white ribbon tied around his head and looked drunk and unconscious, Mr. Shinichi got up first and said he was going to work in the warehouse, then he said goodbye, and the rest of the people also left the table one by one to do their own business. to go.

Oh, I forgot to mention that the Takeda family seems to have made marionettes as a profession for generations, and the craftsmanship has been passed down from generation to generation.

However, for this traditional puppetry in Japan, I can't always think of it well.Probably because I read too many horror novels, I always feel that the expressionless puppet gives me a chill just by looking at it, especially at night, the mechanical and empty puppet...

Alas, how nice is a fluffy puppet, which can be hugged and touched, soft and warm, how can it be like a cold puppet that can only be looked at?Want to put one next to the bed, and wake up in the middle of the night without being scared to death?

Tsk tsk—I still don't want to, even though people have always been said to be brave, there are still some things that I don't adapt to.

After dinner, Robert suddenly asked Mr. Yongsan to borrow a car, saying that he wanted to visit the cemetery of Miss Misa who died three years ago.

Three years ago, Miss Misa had rescued Robert who was buried by mudslides due to landslides, and because of this, it is said that the relationship between the two is very good.However, on the third day after Robert recovered and left Takeda's house, Miss Misa was found committing suicide in the warehouse.

Hearing that Robert said that he could still see the moon in the mountains when he went out, he and Ye immediately expressed their desire to go together, and Xiaolan agreed, and then they both turned their heads to look at me in unison.

Being stared at by the two of them, I twitched the corners of my mouth and pointed to myself, "...and me too?"

Actually... I just want to go to sleep now, I've been bouncing in the car all day, I'm tired——

The two nodded in unison.

The sleeve was gently pulled, I turned my head, and saw Conan blinking his eyes and smiling, "Sister Xiaoyou, too? Teacher Xiaolin said that walking more after meals is good for your health." ~Sister Xiaolan always mutters that if you eat and sleep, you will get fat!"

...Hey, who has always been disgusted by saying that I am too thin and too light to be hugged, and I feel panicked?

"Okay, okay, I'll just go!" After Xiaolan and the others got up, I finally turned around and stuck out my tongue at Conan who was smiling with satisfaction.

It's not because I have a communication tool on me, so at least I won't be afraid that something will happen and I won't be able to contact you.Think I don't know, hum~

But, I intended to stay here, knowing that sooner or later something will happen here, and the notice letter to Hattori also stated that someone will be killed at Takeda's house today, obviously one of the family members, Xiaolan and the others will The possibility of an accident is basically zero.

Robert appeared here again because of a coincidence, and it was even more impossible for the murderer to pre-calculate him.Even if it is assumed that the murderer is Robert, he has no grudge against us, and there is no need to hurt us to arouse the vigilance of the rest of us.

Although I thought so, just in case, I honestly followed along.Let's talk about the two girls, Xiaolan and Heye, who are better than the average man, but they will be frightened and foolish when they are in danger. They are so cute that people don't know what to say.

Robert is a pretty good person, with the usual American humor. I heard that I have also stayed in the United States for a long time, and I probably think that there will be a common language. He chatted with me on various topics along the way. , and jokes or something, it didn’t make me feel sleepy anymore.

It's a pity that we didn't see the moon in the mountains this time, because it was only halfway through the drive, and the rain fell from the sky, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Xu Shi still had lingering fears about the landslide three years ago, so Robert suggested that we should go back, so the group returned halfway.

When we returned to Takeda's house, we saw that everyone was gathered in the living room where we had dinner just now. The expressions on each face were uncertain, and Hattori and Conan also had serious expressions.Seeing this situation, I looked around, and I didn't see Mr. Takeda Shinichi, so I probably knew it in my heart.

Under the hint of Conan and Hattori, I gave Uncle Mori who was still drunk a few injections, and when he jumped up and covered his neck and screamed, I knew he was fully awake.

The uncle who was still full of complaints after listening to Hattori's narration also withdrew his confused expression, and asked others to leave and ask about their alibi first; when the maid came to report that the police were temporarily unable to After coming over, let the rest of the people go back to their rooms, and called Conan Hattori and I to check the crime scene first.

"The time of death is preliminarily judged to be around [-]:[-] p.m. The cause of death is suffocation. In addition, there are scars caused by the impact on the back of the head, and a small number of fine abrasions on the body... Oh, right, I was strangled by this rope from the neck Judging from the bruises on the body, it seems that there is a slight friction—you see, although the bruises are the most obvious here on the lower jaw, but here——” Following the light of Hattori’s flashlight, I pointed to the neck of Mr. Shinichi’s corpse In the middle, "there are also strangle marks, right? So I think, the murderer should have believed that Mr. Yi put a rope around his neck and dragged him back, and then hung him on the beam, resulting in death. "

"Huh?" Conan leaned his head over and took a closer look.

"Speaking of which, to put the rope around Mr. Shinichi's neck and drag him back, the murderer must have a lot of strength." Hattori thought seriously while touching his chin.

"Haah~" I covered my mouth and yawned, I stood up and stretched my waist, "That's my job, I'll leave the rest to Brother Heiji and you guys. I'm so sleepy~"

"Sleepy?" Hearing this, Conan was taken aback for a moment, and then a trace of apology flashed in his eyes, "Uh, yes, I didn't rest after a day of driving today. Then sister Xiaoyou, why don't you go back to sleep first?"

"Well, then I'll go back." Seeing his expression, I smiled nonchalantly, said hello to Uncle Mao Li, and was about to turn around and go back when I heard something outside.

"What's the matter?" Hattori looked at me puzzled, and then followed my gaze to the small window that was open in the warehouse.

"Hmm... I think I heard the voices of Sister Xiaolan and Sister Heye." The voice was not very clear, and I was not sure.

"You heard me wrong, the two of them are already fast asleep." The uncle continued to search for clues in the warehouse with a flashlight, while replying.

"Well, maybe!" Shrugging, I said indifferently, "Then I'll go back first."

With my hands on the wall, I carefully stepped down the stairs step by step. There was a slight creaking sound when I stepped on the wooden stairs, and I always felt a kind of precarious feeling.

I was a little panicked for no reason. I remember that when I first came up, I walked behind Hattori and in front of Conan. I didn’t feel anything at that time. Now that the next person walked down, I realized that the stairs were very steep, and the handrails on the side were also thick. It's hard to put your hands on it carefully, for fear that if one doesn't pay attention to the armrest, it will fall apart, and it may be too late to stabilize the center of gravity of the body.

Both hands were holding onto the wall tightly, and my fingers were so hard that I wanted to dig out ten holes in the wall. I moved my feet carefully and stepped down three steps, when there was a soft sound behind me. laugh.

My body froze, I maintained my posture and turned my head slowly, and saw the boy wearing black-rimmed glasses standing at the top of the stairs looking down at me with an undisguised smile on his face.

I glared at him angrily, but I ignored him, turned my head and continued to poke my feet out.

"Hey wait!" His voice came from behind, especially with a smile and a little bit of helplessness.

The hand that was pulling on the wall was held by the other small hand and then pulled aside, he laughed a few more times, and said, "I was negligent, I will send you down!"

I curled my lips, I didn't speak, I lowered my head and let him lead me down slowly.

Walking a step behind him, looking at his small back and the temperature uploaded from his hands, the grievance and dissatisfaction that had been ignored seemed to dissipate.

Yeah, it's pretty clear, isn't it?Kudo Shinichi was born to seek the truth. Reasoning and solving cases are the most exciting and dazzling parts of his life.His persistence, persistence, calmness, and meticulous concentration in the process of pursuing the ultimate truth are also his most attractive characteristics.

This kind of him is the existence that makes me feel extremely at ease and willing to rely on.

At the door of the warehouse, he let go, and I was about to go out and go back to the guest room with Xiaolan and the others when my sleeves were pulled again.

Blinking, I suddenly realized that although he was holding my hand and walking on the outer side just now, he didn't use much strength, and now he didn't directly pull my left hand, because he was worried about my wrist Hurt?

After being moved by that little care, he felt something stuffed into the palm of his hand, and when he looked closely, he found that it was an umbrella.

"I said what's going on in your head?" He stared at me angrily and funny, then pointed