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Chapter 342 The culprit is Conan

The snow was falling heavily, and visibility was basically limited to within 15 meters. The ice crystals in the air, mixed with the strong wind, stung my face.

A layer of snow quickly formed on Chu Ke's coat, which turned into wet water as it was evaporated by the heat from his body and seeped into his clothes. He could only shake it off quickly.

Amidst the whistling wind, Chu Ke faintly heard footsteps in the snow. He quietly turned around and saw a black-furred pet dog following him. Because of the accumulated snow, he could only see a small clump of black fur and the hood of a sweatshirt.
Wait a minute? The hoodie's hood?

Chu Ke looked again and realized that this was not a pet dog at all, but Conan.

Good heavens, the snow that had only reached halfway up his calves was already suffocating Conan. Even with his enhanced observation skills, he couldn't tell what kind of creature it was at a glance.

(Conan's height is so great that if you didn't know better, you'd think someone had a pet that was dressed up as a BJD doll.)
Chu Ke was startled, fearing that Conan might be crushed to death by the snow, so he quickly turned around and ran towards Conan.

On the other side, Conan originally planned to keep his distance and follow, but the heavy snow and his height obstructed his view, so he had no choice but to close the distance.

Conan, who already viewed Chu Ke with suspicion, was startled when he suddenly saw Chu Ke turn around and walk towards him. He almost pulled out a soccer ball and hit Chu Ke with it.

Fortunately, Chu Ke's voice came before he even got close.

"Hey little brother, the snow is so heavy here, don't run around." Chu Ke's background was that this was his first time meeting Conan, so naturally he wouldn't call out the other person's name directly.

I originally wanted to call him "little devil," but I felt that sounded a bit too mature, so I opted for a more friendly way of addressing him.

Chu Ke rushed forward and pulled Conan out of the snow: "Be careful not to get buried in the snow, it's dangerous. Let me take you back."

Upon hearing that he was offered a ride home, Conan chuckled awkwardly and quickly made an excuse: "Brother, I forgot something in the car, could you take me to get it?"

Having already understood Conan's thoughts, Chu Ke nodded in agreement. Then, noticing Conan's thin baseball jacket and hoodie lining, he placed his hand on his own fur coat and asked, "Little brother, aren't you cold wearing so little?"

Conan was just engrossed in seeing through Chu Ke's next move, but now, reminded of this, he realized that his limbs were a little stiff and his nose was slowly running: "Eh, a little."

At the same time, Conan also felt some regret.

Someone who is so kind as to give their own clothes to a child in the snow is unlikely to do anything bad. It seems that what Sonoko said has made me a little suspicious.

"See?" Chu Ke tightened his coat with a knowing look on his face. "Luckily, I wasn't cold because I was wearing a fleece coat. Remember to wear more next time."

".ah?"

Conan's brain went blank for a moment.

No? Weren't you going to lend me your clothes?
Wait a minute, I don't think they ever said they wanted to borrow my clothes.
I was right, he really is a nasty bastard.

Of course, Chu Ke couldn't lend his clothes to Conan, because his submachine gun was under the coat, and he couldn't cover it up without the coat.

Of course, the most important thing is that if you lend it to Conan, you'll have to suffer in the cold. Let's just let our famous steamed egg suffer a bit.

In front of the manor is a small garden; passing through it leads to a wooden bridge, with a parking lot on the other side.

Conan wasn't lying; he really did need to go to the car to get his clothes and water bottle. He'd forgotten them when Uncle Mori rushed him to get out of the car earlier.

Of course, this was just a side effect; the main purpose was to monitor whether Chu Ke would do anything strange.

The wooden bridge was now covered with a thick layer of snow, and when the wind blew, chunks of snow slid down the cliff on both sides.

Seeing that there was nothing seriously wrong with the wooden bridge, Conan walked over with peace of mind and prepared to get his clothes.

"Hey big brother, do you want to shovel the snow off the bridge? It feels pretty heavy."

The implication was whether the bridge would be damaged by the heavy snow.

Conan is now particularly sensitive to this bridge.

"Don't worry, this bridge is custom-made and has a very stable structure. I heard it was designed by a famous architect." Chu Ke waved his hand dismissively.

What he really meant was that regardless of whether you watch or not, there's always a way to make the bridge collapse, since you're already here. Chu Ke was thinking about whether he could see the suspect and shoot him to skip the plot.

"Is that so?" Conan didn't believe Chu Ke's words, after all, Sonoko had almost fallen off the bridge just now.

Seeing that Chu Ke remained unmoved, Conan had no choice but to step forward and check it himself.

But just as Conan reached out and gently touched the bridge's connection point, the entire bridge snapped in two like dominoes, making a sickening twisting sound.

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Conan watched as the broken bridge fragments slowly fell into the cliff. A few seconds later, he heard the sound of the water hitting the cliff, and then he stiffly turned his head back to look at Chu Ke.

Chu Ke's mouth opened slightly as he quietly looked back at Conan.

For a moment, only the sound of wind and snow could be heard, and the world looked like an oil painting.

The method by which the bridge broke was somewhat unexpected.

The culprit has been found; it's Conan.

After an unknown amount of time, Conan spoke first, his lips twitching: "Brother, if I say I didn't do it, will you believe me?"

"Little kid, you have a strong grip."

"No! I..."

"I saw it all."

Conan was furious: "This is probably because the snow is too heavy! Sonoko almost fell off the bridge when we were crossing it just now. The bridge is very fragile!"

"How could that be? Our manor's supplies are usually transported via the bridge, and there have been no problems even with vehicles coming and going all the time." Chu Ke looked suspicious: "Did you tamper with any of the fasteners?"

"I," Conan was about to explain, but Chu Ke's reminder made him realize that something was wrong.

'Yes, even though it's made of wood, how could a bridge that can withstand several vehicles without collapsing be damaged by so little snow?'

With this in mind, Conan quickly turned around and carefully examined the anchor points of the broken bridge.

Sure enough, there was a black mark on the broken, thick piece of wood.

It was a black ">".

Conan gently touched the edge of his shirt with the corner of his clothes, and a layer of black stuff came off the beige corner.

I held it to my nose and smelled it, but it didn't have any smell.

'Charcoal? Why use charcoal as a marker? And isn't the marker a bit too obvious?'

Conan then gently moved his hand under the broken area and lightly rubbed it with the back of his hand.

'The friction is very clean, without any splinters like those from a bridge broken under strong pressure. It was probably sawed in half intentionally, with the intention of letting the snow break it.'

'But what kind of saw could cut to that spot? It's clearly not the right angle to apply force, yet the cut is so clean. To cut to that spot would require a very dangerous maneuver, hanging half your body off the bridge.'

'Crossing the bridge was fine, and Chu Ke only just left the manor now, so we can temporarily rule him out as a suspect.'

"But if I remember correctly, Xiaolan and I were the last to leave the bridge. It couldn't have been us who did it, but I didn't see anyone making any suspicious movements either."

(End of this chapter)