Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 229 Kogoro Maori: The murderer is Yasuwa!

Although it may sound like she is arguing, Mao Lilan is indeed genuinely confused.

Perhaps it's because she doesn't have as keen a "detective sense" as Shinichi and Heiji.

Conan raised his head and asked innocently with his big eyes in a silly tone: "What about the Ji River? Is it possible that the murderer threw the murder weapon out through the tall glass window in the basement?"

Hattori Heiji standing by had a stern face, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Kudo has done his best to guide their thinking in a "natural" way.

Suzuki Sonoko, on the other hand, became excited: "Right? I thought so too!"

Conan looked at her in surprise.

Mao Lilan explained: "Sonoko said that she heard the sound of something falling into the water in the Qi River."

"Really?" Hattori Heiji's eyes lit up.

If there really is a witness, the difficulty of this case will undoubtedly be reduced by three levels.

"It's definitely not wrong!" Suzuki Sonoko was very sure.

"but."

Her expression suddenly became awkward again: "Although the police followed my advice and searched the Xi River, they didn't find anything."

Yuanshan and Ye also added: "And the most difficult thing is that we asked Xiaolan to try to predict the fate of everyone, but no one fits the description of the 'murderer'."

Mao Lilan nodded: "The police also checked the basement with a spiritual detector, and there was no obvious sign of the use of extraordinary abilities."

Hattori Heiji and Conan both lowered their heads and began to think.

That is to say, at least in the process of killing people in the basement and disposing of the murder weapon, the murderer relied entirely on physical means.

But at the same time, it is certain that the murderer must be an extraordinary person, because only in this way can he have the means to circumvent Xiaolan's divination.

"Perhaps there was an accomplice." Hattori Heiji spoke again, and said firmly: "It must be the accomplice who was waiting outside who took the opportunity to take the murder weapon away."

"It's unlikely." It was Conan who denied this guess. "Today is a full moon, and the weather is good. It's bright outside. Plus, the Qi River is very close to the pub. If there really is an accomplice who came to take away the murder weapon, Xiaolan and the others who are downstairs enjoying the cherry blossoms should have discovered it."

"Too."

Hattori Heiji realized his negligence and felt a little disappointed.

I don't know why, but I always feel that Kyoto seems to have weakened him inexplicably.
"I see!"

Uncle Maori, who had been listening to their reasoning silently, became sharp-eyed.

"Since he has no extraordinary abilities and can avoid the sight of Xiaolan and the others, the only explanation is..."

"The accomplice is not human!"

He stroked his chin complacently.

"The murderer is the police officer named Ayanokouji! After killing the person, he gave the murder weapon to the squirrel he was carrying with him, and then let it jump out of the window. Because of its small size and the fact that it was a small animal, it did not attract the attention of Xiaolan and the others!"

Hattori Heiji and Conan were looking at the old man in surprise, wanting to hear his opinion, but as expected, they got dead eyes.

"No." Uncle Maori refuted himself again, as if his left and right brains were fighting each other. "Anhe kid could also have committed the crime. It was so easy for the crow to get out of the window. The cat should be able to squeeze out as well if it tries hard."

Looking at the uncle's appearance, everyone couldn't tell for a moment whether he was really sober or not.

Anyway, the reasoning in both situations is equally outrageous.

Ignoring the older man's abstract reasoning, everyone resumed the discussion.

"How about this, I'll ask my dad to alert the people at the Kyoto Prefecture Water Conservancy Sorting System." Suzuki Sonoko took out her phone and started sending messages. "Maybe the murder weapon really fell into the Qi River, but was just washed away by the water?"

"Indeed." Hattori Heiji thought this guess was more reasonable. "If the knife is short enough, and you put it in a plastic bottle with enough space, and throw it out of the window and it falls into the Qi River, the murder weapon will float on the water and be washed away by the river, and you naturally won't be able to find the murder weapon at the original place."

"But it's best not to hold out too much hope." Conan poured cold water on him at the right moment. "It's possible that it got caught on a rock somewhere, or was picked up by a homeless person. In that case, even if we pay special attention, it will be difficult to find any results."

"We should give it a try." Suzuki Sonoko didn't care much. "It's just a matter of sending a message. The Lantern Chamber of Commerce happens to have some connections in the Kyoto Waterway Bureau."

Conan: "."

Well, the young lady has plenty of means.

"Oh, right." Mao Lilan pulled away from the topic of the case and asked about the whereabouts of Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha. "What are Heiji and Kazuha going to do tonight? The Shinkansen back to Osaka should have stopped running by now, right?"

Hattori Heiji touched his head awkwardly: "I originally planned to return to Osaka as early as possible tonight, but who knew so many things would happen."

Yuanshan Heye didn't really care: "It's okay, we can just find a hotel or B&B nearby to stay for one night. Don't Shiho and Mr. Yasushi live nearby?"

Although she didn't bring any spare clothes, she wasn't the kind of girl who would be pretentious, so she could handle it for the whole night without any problem.

Conan tugged at the corner of Hattori Heiji's clothes: "The murderer should have targeted you. I'm worried that tonight won't be so peaceful. It's better to be careful."

"I understand." Hattori Heiji nodded.

"This is for you." Conan took out an exquisite cube made of unknown metal from his pocket.

"What is this?" Hattori Heiji took it and looked at it, then asked curiously.

"The doctor made a spell for me. It can form an area that suppresses spiritual activities. In this area, some mechanical structures will become stuck and fail. It will be difficult for those below Sequence 8 to use their abilities. The triggering spell is 'silence' in ancient Hermetic language."

For the sake of his good friend, Conan even took out the life-saving talisman that Dr. Agasa had given him not long ago.

"If you are not allowed to use extraordinary abilities and firearms, it should be difficult for ordinary people to threaten you in a short period of time."

Conan knew very well that Hattori's kendo level was comparable to his own attainments in football, and ordinary people could not easily threaten Hattori with a sword in his hand.

Although I don’t have a sword now.

"Thank you." Hattori Heiji took the talisman, bared his white teeth and patted Conan's head.

Conan squeezed out dead fish eyes.

"Let's go Heye."

"understood."

After saying goodbye to Mori and his group, Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha began to look for a place to stay along the street.

"It's almost one o'clock." Yuanshan Heye opened his cell phone to check the time, and then saw several missed calls.

"Oh no, I was so engrossed in the conversation that I didn't notice my mom's call!"

She cried out, called back quickly to report that she was safe, and gave a brief account of the situation here, expressing her situation of not being able to go home tonight.

Hattori Heiji was playing with the metal talisman given by Conan, walking in front casually, but his ears were always paying attention to the conversation between Kazuha and her mother behind him, and from time to time he reached out his hand to guide Kazuha to avoid the bumps and depressions on the road.

After a while, Yuanshan Heye finally finished the call and put away his phone.

Hattori Heiji thought about it and sent a message to his mother.

Then he looked up and suddenly found a pair of malicious eyes staring at him from the corner of the street.

He immediately looked over alertly and saw a half-exposed head wearing a wooden mask at the corner not far ahead.

"It's the guy who attacked me during the day!" he recognized him.

Realizing that he had been discovered, the mysterious masked man shrank back and the sound of hurried footsteps faded away.

"Don't run!" Hattori Heiji immediately chased after him.

"Heiji!"

Yuanshan Heye shouted worriedly and hurried over.

They chased all the way to a small park, and watched Hattori Heiji running into the woods with the figure. Toyama Kazuha finally realized something was wrong. "No, Heiji, stop chasing!"

She shouted loudly, but it was no use, the two men had already gone deep into the woods.

Yuanshan Heye bit her lip. For some reason, she always felt that this was a trap.

In the woods.

There was a tram track not far away, and the bright and noisy trams whizzed past, illuminating the dark woods a little.

The figure finally stopped dodging and gradually stopped.

Hattori Heiji also gradually slowed down his pace.

The figure that had been being chased turned around, revealing a wooden mask with a painted beard. His entire body was wrapped in a thick motorcycle suit, and even his head was covered with a hood, so even his hairstyle couldn't be seen.

He stared warily at the guy in front of him who gave him a strange feeling everywhere.

The tram went away and the woods fell into darkness again.

The masked man pulled out two wooden swords from behind him, weighed them for a few seconds, and then threw one of them at Hattori Heiji.

Hattori Heiji caught the wooden sword.

"You are quite martial?"

He assumed the posture of someone who had practiced kendo for a long time, and in his mind he added the label of a kendo practitioner to the portrait of the attacker.

"Then let me teach you."

Hattori Heiji's eyes became fierce.

The man in front of him didn't have any starting moves and looked very casual, as if his whole body was full of flaws. For a moment, Hattori Heiji even thought that this guy might not have systematically studied kendo, so naturally he couldn't tell what style he belonged to.

I can only give it a test first to see the quality.

He held his breath, staring at the man's unsteady lower body, raised the wooden sword in his hand high, and chopped it down suddenly.

At this distance, given the guy's posture just now, it is impossible for him to raise his knife to effectively block at this moment!
wrong!

The masked man did not raise the knife at all, but raised his left hand and used his forearm to block the slash that contained great power from Hattori Heiji.

The strong recoil bounced back.

Hattori Heiji's pupils shrank slightly.

What a bullshit martial ethics!

This guy has a trick up his sleeve!!
He cursed in his heart, but the masked man in front of him quickly deflected the attack, and the tip of the wooden sword in his hand came swiftly towards his eyes.

Hattori Heiji jerked his head to the side and barely avoided the attack, but a red mark was still left on his cheek.

When the attack missed, the masked man took a step forward and swept his sword across like hitting a baseball.

Hattori Heiji was thrown heavily against a tree trunk nearby, and his back felt a burning pain.

"A guy without the soul of a swordsman"

He rolled on the ground with a grin, avoiding the masked man's pursuit, and couldn't help cursing out loud.

"But compared to dad's strength, you are much weaker!"

He grinned, his eyes flashing with brilliance, and he seized the opportunity of the masked man's attack from above and launched a counterattack from bottom to top.

Get close and unite your waist and abdomen.

Close the knife.

Iai!

The wooden sword in his hand seemed to be swung, emitting a flash of light, briefly illuminating the mask on the man's face.

when! !

The masked man hurriedly raised his hand and used the iron plate hidden on his wrist to block.

The wooden blade hit it hard, making a sharp and piercing sound like metal clashing.

The masked man was pushed back several steps by this huge force, and then seemed to be dazed for a moment, looking down at his wrist.

The sleeve of the motorcycle suit was torn cleanly, and the iron sheet hidden inside was also broken into two pieces.

It is hard to imagine the destructive power that a wooden sword can achieve.

He looked deeply at the young man in front of him.

Hattori Heiji gripped the hilt of the knife tightly and stared at him.

The masked man suddenly let out a low, hoarse chuckle and raised his hand to point the tip of the wooden sword at the wooden sword in his hand.

Hattori Heiji's heart sank, and he calmly grasped the hilt of the sword with his hand to block the very obvious crack.

"Heiji! Go on!"

Suddenly, He Ye's shout was heard not far away, followed by a long, straight black shadow flying over.

Hattori Heiji quickly dropped the wooden sword in his hand that was already overwhelmed and caught the black shadow.

It was a very symmetrical and straight branch, of moderate thickness, and felt very heavy in the hand.

Toyama Kazuha watched the battle from a distance and noticed early on that Hattori Heiji was in a state of decline, so she began to look for a more suitable weapon for him.

It was only with her calculations as a Sequence 9 Researcher that she was able to find such a top-notch branch.

She was far more confident in Heiji than he was in himself.

As long as he has a good sword in his hand, no one can defeat him head-on.

She has always believed so.

Hattori Heiji smiled, and his big white teeth looked particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

He leaned forward and rushed forward, fighting with the masked man again.

But what is different from before is that now the situation has reversed and the initiative is in his hands.

Finally, with the joint efforts of Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha who was observing the situation and looking for opportunities at any time, the masked man made his first and last mistake.

Under the relentless pressure from Hattori Heiji, he missed a step on the cobblestone path and his center of gravity was momentarily off balance.

"Right now!" Yuanshan Heye noticed this keenly.

"I'm not stupid!"

Hattori Heiji struck the masked man hard on the neck with a side chop, knocking him to the ground and knocking the wooden sword in his hand flying.

"Uh"

The masked man uttered a dull sound, and then simply tilted his head as if he had fainted.

Hattori Heiji breathed a sigh of relief, then walked forward and lifted his mask, wanting to see this guy's true face.

But when he took off the wooden mask, his eyes became serious.

Under the mask was a wooden puppet wrapped in a layer of iron.

(End of this chapter)