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Night is coming soon.

A little bit of human fireworks lit up somewhere in the town.

Conan and Hattori stood in the night outside the hotel, whispering the plan:

"The people in that castle have already left the forest, and it is estimated that they will drive out of the town soon."

Hattori was surprised: "Isn't that bad? Didn't you say he still has hostages?"

Conan frowned and pondered for a moment: "No, I have a plan. I still remember the license plate number he used, and the locator is also on that boy. It is no surprise that he must have that gun on him."

Hattori quickly understood Conan's plan: "Are you planning to wait for him to leave this town before calling the police?"

"Well, the security force in this small town is insufficient. If it is a city in Hokkaido, the police can directly intercept people."

"Wait, but how are you sure he won't be driving off the beaten track?"

"So this requires us to find the buried body as soon as possible." Conan spoke quickly, "As long as the criminal case is established, the police will have a reason to dispatch the helicopter."

"It makes sense, let's go as soon as possible..."

"Pingji, where are you going?"

The two turned around and found that Xiaolan and Heye had already appeared at the door of the hotel. Both of them put on beautiful bathrobes and arranged their hairstyles. They looked quite youthful and energetic.

"You don't want to go to that forest again, and at this time?" He Ye put his hands on his hips suspiciously.

"Stupid, we have something to do..."

"No, let's go to the festival together." Conan said suddenly.

Hattori had a question mark on his face.

"Don't be so anxious, they haven't left the town yet, I'm worried they will turn back, and it won't take much time to go to the festival." Conan explained to Hattori in a low voice.

There are two other reasons why he didn't say anything. One is that he still cares about what Xingzhichuan asked him in the castle today.

How did he know the mystery of Detective Koshien?

The second is the existence of Meguro and Eluo.

Conan turned his head slightly to look at Meguro Era who was also waiting at the door of the hotel. The latter noticed his gaze and smiled gently.

...What is his purpose in going to the forest?

"I can't help it, then I'll go with you."

The corner of He Ye's mouth twitched, and he put his hands on his hips viciously: "What do you mean go with me?"

"Okay, okay, let's go quickly, the others have already left." Conan quickly persuaded him to fight.

"That's right, let's go with He Ye too." Xiaolan quickly grabbed He Ye's arm.

"Humph."

Kazuba pouted angrily, and walked to the other side of Hattori: "Anyway, Uncle Mouri has already solved the code, unlike someone who still needs to wait for the reminder at the festival."

"Ah?" Mao Li pointed to himself, and then said with Ye worshiped the eyes, "Ahaha, of course, I have already figured out such a simple code."

Really.Conan looked at the uncle with half-moon eyes.

"Really? Dad, what's the answer?" Xiaolan's curious eyes flashed.

"Um..." Mori Kogoro glanced at Hattori, evasively saying, "Then what, I'm not a judge, I can't announce the answer yet, Hattori boy obviously hasn't figured it out yet."

He didn't want to admit it, but he was right.

Hattori and Conan looked at each other, and both sighed.

Although there are also reasons why they are distracted to do other things and don't have much time to think, but at present, they really can't solve this code.

It doesn't make sense, that uncle really has two brushes, and the code is not easy. They have found more than 160 classic code-solving methods, but they all failed.

"Where is Mr. Meguro? You are also the judge of this competition, do you know the answer?" He Ye asked curiously.

"I can't say I'm a judge, I'm ashamed that I don't have any ideas for the time being." Meguro Oro scratched his hair, "He actually solved such a difficult code, he is worthy of being a famous detective Mori Kogoro."

"Hahahaha, it's okay." Mao Li smiled guiltyly.

The three of them quickly walked to the street where the festival was held. As Chishima Keiko said, the residents of the entire town seemed to have participated, but...

"There are only so few people in the whole town." Conan muttered looking at the still somewhat cold street.

"Moreover, they are all middle-aged and elderly people, and they hardly see young people. Just like Aunt Qiandao said, the age structure is too extreme, and there is no future at all." Hattori silently counted the ages of passers-by, sighing .

"Speaking of which, why don't the proprietress and the others go out?"

"Because if we all go out, there will be no one here." Qiandao Keiko's voice came from behind the crowd, Mao Li and the others looked back and were stunned.

Keiko Qiandao was also dressed up today. The usual elegant and solid-colored kimono was replaced by a red peony style with a purple background. With delicate makeup on her face and clogs on her feet, it was hard to tell that she was almost forty.

Mori Kogoro's eyes turned into hearts, staring straight at Keiko Chishima and couldn't take his eyes off: "Miss Chishima is so beautiful today! You actually lied to us before, you are only 30 years old this year!"

"Hehe, Mr. Mori is really good at complimenting people." Keiko Qiandao covered her mouth and smiled, Eri helped him by the side, and also changed into a kimono, but compared to Xiaolan, Kazuha and the others, it was much more low-key, only light green Standing next to Keiko Chishima in a solid-color kimono seemed even more inconspicuous.

"By the way, Eri, can I trouble you to remind Kitano and the others, the festival performance should start soon." Qiandao Keiko said to Eri remembering something.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Eri nodded to Maori and the others, and left in another direction.

"I'm really sorry, I have a show later, so I can't accompany everyone." Qian Dao said immediately.

"It's okay, it's okay, Miss Qiandao can go about her own business, let's go for a stroll." Mao Li said hastily.

"Then, I'll be rude first." Qian Dao bowed slightly to them and left in another direction.

The crowd continued to wander on the road, and after walking a certain distance, there were indeed more pedestrians along the way, surrounded by small stalls with orange lanterns, and the atmosphere of the festival became much more intense.

"Ah." Conan stopped suddenly, and stared at a certain roadside fried noodle stall. The owner of the stall was the farm manager Ichiro Fukada they had met before.

Fukada Ichiro didn't wear that kind of convenient farm clothes for going to the fields today, but a strange attire. The upper body was covered with a white T-shirt with bare arms, and the point was that the lower body was actually a long brown skirt?

Seeing Ichiro Fukada's muscular figure and a face that had nothing to do with Qingxiu, the muscles on Hattori's face could hardly help twitching.

"Laugh if you want," Fukada Ichiro said with a black face, "This is a tradition in our family. We have to wear it like this every festival. First of all, let's say it's just a piece of cloth, and I'm wearing pants properly."

After that, he lifted off the brown apron, revealing the slightly shorter brown pants of the same color underneath. If you didn't look carefully, you really thought he was wearing a skirt.

"That's it, then give me some fried noodles." Hattori scratched his hair, glanced at the fried noodles at the stall, and the aroma of the sauce flooded his nose, just as they hadn't eaten yet.

Because there was a festival at night, the proprietress said that there would be many delicious things nearby, so they didn't have dinner at the hotel and planned to settle directly on the roadside.

Xiaolan quickly said, "There's me."

"Okay." Fukada Ichiro nodded, and skillfully prepared fried noodles.

It looks very attractive in color and full of fragrance. Hattori unsuspectingly took a big mouthful and put it into his mouth, but almost spit it out the next moment.

"This, what kind of taste is this? It's astringent and bitter."

Xiaolan was about to take the fried noodles when she heard this and froze.

"Is it that bad?" He Ye grabbed the chopsticks, let loose a bite into his mouth, and asked doubtfully, "I think it's okay."

"Ah? What's your sense of taste?" Hattori didn't dare to answer.

At this time, Meguro Eluo, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly said, "Try another bite of the interview without vegetables."

Hattori looked puzzled, but still picked out a small amount of vegetables inside, and ate a small mouthful of noodles again, this time he was very cautious, but this time the taste of the entrance was similar to normal fried noodles.

Fukada Ichiro watched from the side, and sighed: "Is it really a problem with vegetables?"

"Uncle, are the vegetables grown in the land here?" Conan saw something.

Fukada Ichiro smiled wryly: "Yes, the vegetables produced in our small town originally taste the best, but it really doesn't work out like this. I'm sorry, let me cook a new one without vegetables for you."

"It doesn't look good? Uncle, haven't you eaten your own fried noodles?"

"My sense of taste is not very sensitive recently. To be honest, I can't taste it well. I'm really sorry."

Conan and Hattori looked at each other.

Xiaolan said worriedly: "Then it's better to go to the hospital to have a look."

"Yeah, but Dr. Miyazaki can't find anything. We won't leave this town, and if we just can't eat well, it won't affect anything."

Xiaolan and the others wanted to persuade them, but there was a sound not far away, and Ichiro Fukada said, "It's a special performance at the festival. Go and see it. It's quite unique."

Everyone else said so, so Conan and the others had no choice but to move on. Of course, they didn't forget what Uncle Hinata said. There were secret signs in this festival, and their eyes quickly scanned the surrounding stalls or items.

It doesn't look much different from any other festival, it's just food stands, shooting game stands, goldfish catchers, candy apples, and...

Blind massage? ? ?

Conan showed half-moon eyes, and tugged on Hattori's sleeve: "Hey, Hattori, look quickly."

Hearing this, Hattori also looked in the direction Conan pointed, and couldn't help showing the same half-moon eyes.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, and the sign next to it said something like 'massage for the blind', but the problem is that there are no blind people in this small town, and the most important thing is that there is a video camera next to it.

I'm really afraid they didn't find anything unusual.

Hattori stepped forward and said, "Master...do you have any other tips for us?"

Crew Disguised as Blind:  …

In the end, he coughed a few times and pointed to the sign next to him without saying a word. Hattori and Conan Self-Teacher seemed to be the only reminder.

Blind massage... huh?

"Hurry up, Hattori, the performance ahead is about to start." Kazuya held Hattori's hand.

"I'm coming."

Now that they had received the hint, Hattori and Conan didn't waste any more time at the booth, and walked forward while thinking about the connection between the hint and the code.

A lot of people had gathered in front of it. It was strange that so many people gathered at the festival, which should be more lively, but on the contrary, everyone stood quietly, only the strange ringing of bells and the sound of dancing.

Conan and the others walked to the dense crowd in front, and Hattori saw the temporary altar in front from a distance, and the eight people on the stage as the background were all wearing white bathrobes, covering their faces with masks, and the cloth was made of white as the background. At the bottom, there is a black spell drawn in the middle, which feels a bit ominous.

In the very middle of the place, someone dances the Ogami dance in the narrowest space above. They are also dressed in white, similar to the costume of a witch, with golden bells tied to their ankles and wrists, and holding traditional paper whisks in their hands. The dance moves are different. Big, but crisp and neat, very pleasing to the eye, then she put down the paper whisk, picked up a bow and arrow, and pretended to shoot at one of the people in the background.

"Is this a show?" He Ye Xiao whispered.

There are no such performances in ordinary temple fairs or ceremonies, but they have never been so quiet and weird, and there is no joy on the faces of the crowd. The middle-aged and elderly people put their hands together and murmured, as if they were praying for something .

"It's exorcism." Someone beside him whispered to He Ye's question.

Conan and the others turned their heads and found that it was the Kitano Jin they had met before, but he looked drunk and murmured: "Because there have been too many strange things recently, everyone thinks that a ceremony is needed to dispel the ominousness shrouded in Xingluo Town, but I see, hmph, it's useless."

As he spoke, he took another sip of his wine.

"Why do you think so?" Conan asked.

"It was a year ago that I encountered such a bad situation. You know this, but now there are no meteorites at all. From my point of view, this must be the man's undead coming back for revenge."

revenge?

This word caught the attention of several detectives, but it was a pity that this sentence seemed to be the result of a drunken slip of the tongue. Kitano Ren looked at them again, and seemed to remember their identities, and kept silent. Asking again was just a joke. some type of.

But this still made Conan and the others a little concerned.

The performance of the festival ended soon, and Conan and the others casually went to a few stalls halfway to fill their stomachs. Hattori couldn't wait to ask, "How is it? Did you come up with the code?"

"Not yet." Conan shrugged, "But I have some ideas, which need to be verified."

Before Hattori and the others exchanged views with each other, Kitano Jin, who was drunk before, suddenly came over. This time he did not take the bottle, and looked very sober: "Excuse me, have you seen Mr. Fukada?"

"I remember the stall where he was making chow mein before."

"I've looked for it, but there's no one," Kitano frowned, "and he didn't come home either."

"Maybe he's still hanging out somewhere, that uncle." Hattori said indifferently.

"No... We don't have any entertainment facilities in our town. Everyone will go home at night, and I told Fukada before that if there is something to ask, please find him and ask him to wait for me at home, but there is always no one to come. .”

Hearing this, Conan and Hattori's expressions became a little more serious: "Missing?"

"I don't think it should be. Can you please pay attention to it?"

"Since this is the case, anyway, we don't have any activities in the future. Let's help you find it together. It will be troublesome if you get lost in the surrounding forest by mistake."

"Thank you, but Mr. Fukada is a local, so he shouldn't get lost."

"Then I will too." Conan wanted to go with him, but Kogoro Mori turned his head and said unhappily, "You don't have to follow, you little devil, go back to the hotel with Xiaolan, or you will get in the way again."

"Hey..." Before Conan had time to protest, Xiao Lan held his hand, "Let's go back."

Conan can't help it, the child's body is too restrictive, so he can only go back to the homestay with Xiaolan. When they go back, they also meet Chishima Keiko, Eri, Baima Tan, and Sera Masumi.

Shiliang Zhenchun saw Xiaolan and Heye leading Conan back, and said hello: "Xiaolan, what a coincidence, where are Uncle Maoli and the others?"

"I went to find Mr. Fukada. I heard that he hasn't come home yet. Mr. Kitano and the others are a little worried."

"That's it," Shiliang Zhenchun recalled the uncle's appearance, "Then let's look for it too?"

"No, maybe Dad and the others have already found someone."

Xiaolan is optimistic and authentic.

"How's it going over there?" Hattori whispered to Conan who was still wearing earphones.

"It's nothing special, it probably hasn't left the town yet." Conan also replied in a low voice, but the fact that Meguro Ero had left their line of sight made him a little uneasy. After thinking about it, he turned on the tracking function of his glasses.

Seeing this, Conan froze in place: "How is it possible..."

Hattori asked nervously: "What's wrong? Could it be that the locator has failed?"

"No..." Conan discerned the position, his tone full of puzzlement: "They are still near the town... No, it is better to say that they are circling the town, but why?"

"Would you like to take a look?" Meguro Eluo suddenly said.

Conan and Hattori were taken aback. They looked at Meguro's face that suddenly appeared like a ghost, and stumbled, "Look, what are you looking at..."

"Mr. Mori hasn't come back yet, aren't you worried about him so you want to go and have a look?" Meguro Eluo looked innocent.

"Yes, yes!" Conan and Hattori looked at each other and nodded repeatedly, "That's right, we are worried about Mr. Mori and the others."

"It just so happened that I borrowed Miss Qiandao's car. Let's go and check the situation. I also have something I want to confirm." Meguro Eluo said softly.

Conan and Hattori glanced at each other, but he was really concerned about Uncle Mori and the car that was driving around, so he and Hattori got into Meguro's car, and besides them, Sera Masumi also got into the car, He said he was going to find someone for help.

Xiaolan and He Ye also wanted to follow, but Hattori refused: "Forget it, it will be more troublesome to get lost in the forest when there are too many people, you should stay and take care of Boss Qiandao."

Chishima Keiko has been sitting in a corner with a pale face since the end of the festival, with bloodshot eyes open, biting her nails and muttering to herself, seeing that her mental state is worrying, Eri has been taking care of her, Xiaolan and the others There was no way to leave her at the hotel. In the end, only Conan, Hattori, Sera Masumi and Meguro took the car to find someone.

There is still an hour and a half before the star's color grows.

Meguro Era glanced at Conan sitting behind through the perspective mirror. Originally, because he was concerned about Conan's scientific worldview, unraveling the mystery at once would make him prone to madness, so Meguro's strategy this time was originally biased towards letting Conan himself The investigation found, but it seems that it is still too reluctant.

It's not that Conan Satoshi is not smart, it's just that he lacks too much information and has a different world view, so he didn't think about it at all, and Meguro manually accelerated the process.

But fortunately, the matter has not reached the point of no return, because Ireland cannot leave this small town.

——As long as Hoshinogawa does not allow it.

Although the other vest has been complaining about not being able to go to the black organization to have a buffet, and has been annoyed by the ontology, the ontology has no choice but to comfort him. Hoshinokawa couldn't bear this encouragement.

And how to get through this crisis is what Meguro needs to worry about. Fortunately, he has a clue now.

Meguro Eluo slowly drove Qiandao Keiko's car around into the forest, and then drove along the road out of the town. The speed was very fast at night, and it seemed that he didn't intend to find people slowly along the way. Conan and Hattori, who were wary of Meguro and Ero, gradually became suspicious.

"Well, Mr. Meguro, aren't we going to find Uncle Mori and the others?" Even Shira Masumi felt something was wrong, because Meguro Eluo didn't stop to recruit people halfway, and drove out of the town with a clear purpose.

"Well, I have one thing to confirm. Don't worry, it will be soon. You can look out of the car window and see if you can see Mr. Mori and the others on the road." Meguro said, staring at the road ahead, without looking back .

Everyone was a little puzzled, but they endured it until more than ten minutes later, the vehicles began to gradually approach the edge of the town.

Conan, who was sitting behind the driver's seat, keenly noticed that fine sweat began to emerge from Meguro's forehead, and his muscles were tense, as if he was deeply trapped in a nightmare.

intellectual confrontation

failure

failure

success

And, it's not just him.

"Hey, Kudo, don't you think there's something wrong?" Hattori was fidgeting. When Conan looked over, he was surprised to find that his dark complexion was starting to turn pale. He looked as if he wanted to open the car door and jump out. He didn't care about it at all. Changed to 'Conan'.

But he himself was not much better. To be precise, Conan's eyes were fixed on the road in front of the car, and he didn't know why he was very resistant to continue driving like this.

"What's the matter with you?" Shiliang, who had no abnormality, looked at them in confusion, "I didn't feel anything."

"I don't know." Hattori was sweating profusely. The closer he got to the edge of the town, he resisted staying in the car with all his body and mind. Just when he and Conan couldn't help but stop Meguro At that moment, the vehicle slammed on the brakes, and several people stuck firmly to the backrest under the force of inertia, as if they had received an amnesty.

Meguro Era's chest heaved greatly, his face was pale, and Conan and Hattori were not much better. On the one hand, it was scary and unsuitable to resist, on the other hand, it was indeed doubts that even he didn't understand, and even the world view was incomprehensible. crumbling.

Sera Masumi seemed to have a lot of questions to ask, but seeing the appearance of several people, he hurriedly handed them water to let them rest first.

There was silence in the car for 5 minutes, and Hattori's voice was hoarse: "What's going on?"

No one answered him, Hattori seemed to be talking to himself: "Hypnosis? Or am I hallucinating?"

Shiliang Zhenchun couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with you?"

"Don't you feel that way?"

Hattori spoke with difficulty.

"What do you feel?"

"Absolutely don't go out, something bad will happen if you go out." Conan added with an ugly face, "I don't know what will happen, but I can't go out. If I don't stop, I even have an urge to jump out of the car."

"I can't get out, this town." Meguro Eluo said softly.

"This place has become a hunting ground for 'His'."