Did I fall off the horse with Touzi today?

After that, everyone searched the mansion roughly, and found a right leg in Mr. Hanchuan's study.

Even with the mental preparation, the scene still caused Mao Lilan to scream, and the faces of Mao Li Kogoro and others who entered the study were obviously not very good-looking.

After all, they haven't seen such a crazy case for a long time.

Apart from Mr. Hanchuan's bedroom and study room, everyone went to his collection room, as well as the dining room, living room, and chess and card room, which they had visited yesterday. Unfortunately, except for the disappearance of Mr. Hanchuan's complacent Opaz , and there is no big gain.

The corridors on both sides of the second floor became extremely strange overnight, coupled with the dismemberment case, the entire Extremely Cold Pavilion was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

And this weird atmosphere was pushed to the climax, and when everyone returned to the guest room on the right side of the second floor with the wooden sign on their hands and feet, and knocked on the doors of Osamu Dazai and Reiji Munakata several times, they never stopped. No one responded, and finally pushed the door open and entered the house only to find that the two rooms were empty.

Osamu Dazai and Reiji Munakata's luggage was in the room, but their room looked as if no one had ever stayed in it. Not only was the bed neatly made, but even the luggage showed no signs of being opened.

"That's strange, where did they go?"

Mao Lilan looked around, and having witnessed the "scene" twice, she was actually ready to see the corpse, but she didn't want the room to be empty.

Although everyone should be worried about the "disappearance" of these two people now, Mao Lilan, who did not see the third crime scene or even a broken limb, was sincerely relieved.

"I just went to the door to have a look."

Amuro Toru, who did not come to the second floor with everyone just now, but went to the door alone after leaving the restaurant, came back to report his discovery to everyone, "There are no footprints at the front door or the back door, and I looked at it from several window sills. Next, the windows are sealed tightly."

There was a blizzard all day yesterday, and it's not surprising that everyone closed the doors and windows when they returned to their rooms.

It's just that there is no sign of the windows on the first floor being opened, and there are no footprints at the front and back doors, which means that the murderer and the corpse, including the two missing persons, should still be in this foreign building.

Or it was shipped out in a way they don't know yet.

There is also Yu Shaoshen Zi, who is the deacon of this mansion, and his whereabouts are currently unknown.

"Could it be buried in a snowdrift?"

"It's possible, but if it's true, it's not up to us to find it."

Everyone turned back to the reception room, feeling physically and mentally exhausted after being tossed so early in the morning, "What should we do now, should we leave here first?"

With no contact with the outside world, and so many people missing and dying, this place is too dangerous no matter how you look at it.

"This is also a way, but the murderer may still be hiding in this mansion. If we leave, he will most likely destroy the scene."

When they go out and contact the police before they come back, it is very likely that all the clues in this mansion have been destroyed by someone.

For example, a fire directly burned here.

This is the fastest and least traceable method.

"If we can't just leave, why don't we send one or two people out to have a look first," Xia Nai leaned on the sofa and sighed, "The murderer may still be lurking in this western mansion, and only one or two people are left behind. It's too dangerous here."

Shana's words are true, but...

"But what if the murderer is lying in ambush along the way?"

"Why don't I go out and check the situation first," Amuro Toru, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, and he looked at Shane, Chuya and Bai Lan again, "If you don't believe me, you can go with me."

His words immediately aroused Conan's objection.

The four of Kogoro Mori believed that each other was not a criminal. Although several people disappeared in the mansion, the possibility that the murderer was still among them could not be ruled out. It was obviously too dangerous for the three of them to accompany them.

not to mention……

Conan took a look at Natsuna and Chuya, who had a calm expression, even though they could use "they have experienced more terrible disasters, and now they are familiar with dismemberment" to explain that after seeing the severed limbs, they can still Reasons to keep calm...

However, they couldn't explain why they were able to remain calm when the whereabouts of the familiar Osamu Dazai was unknown.

Conan glanced back and forth between Natsuna and Chuya, and finally decided to choose Natsuna who seemed to be more talkative, "Sister Tsushima, aren't you worried about Mr. Dazai?"

His inquiry, which sounded like he was pouring salt on someone's scar, immediately drew Mao Lilan's stop.

"Hey, Conan!"

"It's okay," Xia Nai waved to Mao Lilan, then lowered his head to look at the innocent little detective, but his eyes were full of doubts, "You want to ask me why I'm not worried about Dazai at all, right? ?”

Conan's expression looked a little embarrassed, and before he could explain his behavior, he saw Xia Nai showing a disgusted expression.

"Because we're used to that guy disappearing every now and then."

"Eh?"

"That guy has been yelling for suicide every day since we met. Mixing blood pressure drugs with blood pressure drugs, eating poisonous mushrooms, pulling out all the flowers in my garden to 'test poison' are commonplace."

Xia Nai seemed to have been poked into a fatal switch, and said angrily about Osamu Dazai's deeds, not even half of the intention to cover it up for him.

"Which river in Yokohama has he never soaked?! Nakaya and I often went to fish for him at that time, and even exchanged phone numbers with the staff in Yokohama who were responsible for cleaning the canals, and kept it for a month. More than one call frequency with no upper limit."

Xia Nai gritted his teeth, and the others were dumbfounded.

"You mean, Mr. Dazai has a tendency to commit suicide?"

Xia Nai looked at him dimly, and sneered, "When he was in high school, he wanted to establish a "suicide department" in the school, and then he was interviewed by the school's health doctor. "

Ah this.

Even Conan had never seen such a strange thing before. He opened his mouth, but didn't say a word for a while.

What else can I say?How lucky is it that Osamu Dazai can live to this day without incident and in good health?

Mao Lilan went to the crime scene so many times with her father and her childhood sweetheart, plus the incidents she encountered when she went out, she had never seen such a person in total.

But she is still gentle in nature, so even after hearing about Osamu Dazai's deeds, she didn't have negative emotions towards him, and even asked with concern, "Then you didn't find a psychiatrist for him?"

"I found it," Xia Nai sneered again, "then he was taken away by his psychiatrist and kept by his side. After his doctor quit, they ran away together, and they didn't even go to school."

this……

Mao Lilan really didn't know what to say.

On the contrary, Amuro was transparent about something.

He already knew more and more details than others, and thinking about the news he had received before, it was not difficult for him to guess what kind of story Shana and Osamu Dazai were.

Judging from Xia Nai's description of Dazai Osamu and the mixed emotions, the two should have been "childhood sweethearts" for a few years, and judging from the age of their acquaintance, they may not even be counted as childhood sweethearts.

Xia Nai met Dazai Osamu before he entered the port of Mafia, and never contacted him again, maybe until a few years ago.

From this point of view, the possibility that Shane is a member of Port Mafia is really not high.

Amuro Toru breathed a sigh of relief.

"Forget it, I'll go outside with Mr. Amuro to have a look," Shane nodded at Toru Amuro, "It would be great if we could contact the police."

Mao Lilan clapped her hands, showing a surprised expression, "Speaking of which, this is Nagano County, right? It would be great if I could contact Miss Yuyi, Yamato, and Chufu Police Department."

Xia Nai and Amuro Toru, who were getting up to go out, both paused. The familiar surnames made the expressions of both of them look a little subtle.

But because they were all thinking about their own things, they didn't notice each other's abnormality.

"Why don't you go with me and Mr. Amuro."

Conan looked at Nakaya and Bailan who did not propose to go out with Amuro Toru, and then looked at Shana who had not shown any flaws from the beginning to the end. For some reason, he felt that Shana was more dangerous than those two men .

He thought that if Xia Nai had a weapon on her body, she would plot against Amuro Toru and escape here alone...it would be terrible.

"We can come back immediately after we contact the outside world."

Neither Shana nor Toru Amuro objected.

The three got into Toru Amuro's Mazda, and Shane sat in the co-pilot's seat under Conan's vigilant eyes. The three fastened their seat belts and turned back towards the way they came.

When leaving, Toru Amuro and Conan both looked at the scene outside the house, and found that there were indeed no footprints on the white snow, so they took photos from different angles as evidence.

Seeing the mansion getting farther and farther away, Conan saw that Toru Amuro and Natsuna hadn't spoken, so he took the initiative to ask the question he wanted to know the most.

"Speaking of which, the Rage God that Miss Shane mentioned just now... can you tell me about it?"

Xia Nai chuckled, "Are you interested in this?"

Conan is not interested in ghosts and gods, but because both Shana and Mr. Samukawa, who is currently alive or dead, have mentioned Aragami, and they are both related to the two catastrophic disasters in Yokohama, Conan had to ask what Aragami they were talking about. .

So Conan nodded and replied innocently, "I'm a little curious."

Conan pretended to be innocent, but she couldn't deceive Shana's eyes, but she didn't expose the little detective who obviously didn't believe it but had to pretend to be interested because of intelligence collection, and slowly told the information she knew.

"Actually, there are many legends about Aragami, and they can be found all over Japan, but most of them are located in the western part of Japan."

Xia Nai glanced at Conan's expression through the rearview mirror, and found that his expression was calm, as if he was no stranger to this aspect of knowledge, so he continued.

"Aragami is the god of fire and the god of kitchen. Although it is said that he has the image of a Buddhist guardian deity, it does not seem to exist in clear Buddhist classics, but is based on the influence of Yin and Yang and the local Japanese legends. .”

"There are probably several branches in the Aragami legends circulating in Japan. One is the Sanbao Aragami who protects the three treasures of Buddhism, and the other is the Aragami who protects the safety of homes, including cattle, horses and other properties."

Conan originally only wanted to hear Shana talk about the connection between the two disasters in Yokohama and Aragami, but he didn't want to really hear such a simple popular science.

He couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then murmured: "Miss Tsushima knows this very well..."

Xia Nai's reaction was as if she had specially investigated the information related to Rage God. Although Mr. Hanchuan was not nagging, such a reserve of knowledge still made Conan more interested in the events of the year.

But I didn't want Xia Nai to answer very straightforwardly, "Because I investigated it on purpose."

After she knew the truth of Chuya back then, she deliberately investigated the relevant information of the Rage God. Unfortunately, all she collected were folk legends, important things were not collected, but knowledge of no use was added.

No, it can't really be said that it is useless.

Wouldn't it come in handy now?

"However, have you heard that there is actually another Rage God who is relatively small compared to the previous two?"

Conan's understanding of Aragami is limited to "it is one of the legends in Japan" and "most of the spreading places are in the west". How can he know such details like Shane who has specially investigated it?

So he shook his head.

"It is the foot-handed wild god that has been passed down for a generation in the northern and central parts of Kyushu. I won't go into details about the specific legends. It is said that this foot-handed wild god can cure the ailments of the hands and feet, and the way the locals pray is to enshrine the items used by the hands and feet. , such as plaster crutches."

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched, and he didn't know if he should complain. Sure enough, the customs in each place are different, or whether he should complain about the faster recovery than visiting a shrine or going to a hospital.

But before Conan could express his opinion, Shana heard another laugh.

"However, in some places, there are people who enshrine wooden boards in the shape of hands and feet..."

Conan:! ! !

Without needing more hints from Shana, Conan had already thought of the wooden boards in the shape of hands and feet that appeared above the corridor this morning.When he saw the two amputated limbs, he actually thought of these boards, but at the time he thought it was a prank by the murderer.

But I don't want to have such a layer.

But in this way, Conan felt that Shane became more and more suspicious.

After all, not everyone knows such unpopular knowledge, and Shana, like Mr. Hanchuan, is a survivor of the two disasters in Yokohama.

This made Conan have to doubt Shane.

At least he can be sure that Xia Nai who was invited to the Extreme Cold Pavilion must have a connection with Mr. Hanchuan that he doesn't know.

Conan wanted to say something, but his body couldn't help leaning forward, accompanied by the sound of tires rubbing against the ground...

It was Toru Amuro who stepped on the brakes urgently.

"What's the matter? Mr. Amuro," Conan asked Toru Amuro, "what happened?"

"Look there."

Toru Amuro, who hadn't spoken a moment ago, stretched out his finger and pointed to the front, and the front of him was covered with white, which was particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

What was even more piercing was Toru Amuro's next words.

"The tunnel we came in was blocked by heavy snow."