Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 22 Eh? Isn’t that my car?
When Haruhiko Kousaka held Sonoko hostage in Suwa, he quietly came to the vicinity of the courtyard wall while the murderer and everyone else were not paying attention.

It was dark and there was no light against the wall of the yard, so no one saw him.

He held onto the top of the wall with his hands, exerted a little force, and flipped over the wall.

Haruhiko originally thought that Suwa's attention must be on the police, and wondered if he could go around behind him and hit him while he wasn't paying attention.

It doesn't matter whether Suwa Yuji can be subdued or not, at least let him let Suzuki Sonoko go.

Unfortunately, when Haruhiko got around to the main gate, Suwa had already taken Suzuki Sonoko hostage and came to the outside of the gate.

Suwa Yuji grabbed Suzuki Sonoko's short brown hair from behind with one hand and held a knife in the other. His flawless posture made it impossible for the people brought by Inspector Megure to do anything.

They had no choice but to retreat to Marudenjiro's house as Suwa requested.

Sonoko was so scared that she kept saying something, probably trying to persuade Suwa.

But Suwa was in no mood to listen to her. He exerted force with his palm and pulled a handful of Sonoko's hair.

Suzuki Sonoko screamed in pain, tears streaming down her face, and she didn't dare to speak to the other person anymore.

Haruhiko hid in the shadows and watched the other party's posture. He estimated that it was unlikely that he would be able to rescue Suzuki Sonoko directly from the front. If he provoked the criminal, Sonoko might even be hurt.

So after he saw Suwa Yuji's escape route, he did not choose to chase him from behind, but took a long detour, thinking of running ahead of Suwa in advance and catching him off guard.

Haruhiko ran quickly on the street. Because this was a residential area and there were many wealthy people here, most of them were socializing in various places at this time, so there were almost no people on the street.

He still felt pain in his right shoulder from time to time, and was completely unable to fight the enemy. The only thing he could do was use his left hand, which he was not very good at.

But he had no choice but to fight. He glanced at the samurai sword in his left hand.

That’s right, the bamboo sword he was holding in his hand was not the one he used for practice. His bamboo sword was left in the Sonoko family’s car and he didn’t bring it with him.

Just now, in a moment of desperation, he grabbed a samurai sword that might be an antique from the room where Marudenjiro was killed.

Haruhiko has no experience using a real sword. At most, he has used a wooden sword a few times when he visited other kendo dojos, but of course, it was mainly for experience.

But he now has a premonition that tonight, the knife in his hand is likely to be stained with blood.

Kousaka Haruhiko ran to an intersection and stopped.

The white zebra crossing on the ground is very conspicuous, and the dynamic green man symbol on the traffic light is flashing, indicating that you can pass.

If I'm not mistaken, the escape route chosen by Suwa Yuji will definitely pass through here.

Fortunately, he arrived early. Haruhiko took a deep breath to slow down his heartbeat.

He looked around and finally chose a telephone booth on the street, where he planned to hide and ambush Suwa Yuji.

Haruhiko was walking on the white zebra crossing towards the telephone booth across the street, but just when he was halfway there, he heard the harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground in the distance.

Haruhiko subconsciously stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a car appear at the end of the street. It was driving very fast and was close to me in the blink of an eye. It didn't seem to have any intention of slowing down.

The strong light from the headlights made Haruhiko squint his eyes. He put his hands in front of his eyes and looked at the car through the gaps between his fingers.

Through the front windshield of the car, Haruhiko saw Suwa Yuji holding the steering wheel, his expression looking a little crazy.

Suwa should have stepped on the accelerator to the floor.

Although Haruhiko didn't have much time to react, he still used all his strength to roll to the side and back, avoiding the oncoming impact.

The car brushed past his clothes, creating a strong gust of wind that made Haruhiko roll several times on the ground before stopping, and the knife in his hand flew out.

Haruhiko quickly got up and looked at the car that was gradually moving away. On the rear windshield was Suzuki Sonoko's little face. Her hands were tied behind her back, probably with a rope. There was a rag stuffed in her mouth, and her eyes were full of fear.

The two of them stared at each other briefly, and Haruhiko could sense the plea for help in Sonoko's eyes. But Suwa's car was moving too fast, and in the blink of an eye, the taillights disappeared from Haruhiko's sight.

Haruhiko quickly picked up the knife on the ground and ran to the intersection to see if there were any cars passing nearby, preferably a police car.

It's a pity that the streets are so quiet at this time.

The street on the left stretched to the end, and there was only an old lady walking with a dog. The old lady saw Haruhiko holding a knife and had a bad expression on her face.

She was so scared that she almost dropped the dog and ran away.

Haruhiko looked towards the street in the opposite direction again, and luckily, there was a red Mazda parked in front of a trash can not far away.

Haruhiko ran over quickly and found that the car was still running, but there was no one in it.

There was no sign of the car's owner around, so Haruhiko took less than half a second to think before opening the car door and getting in.

He threw the knife on the passenger seat.

Then he fastened his seat belt with his left hand, and at this moment a faint fragrance wafted into his nose.

The owner of this car should be a lady.

Haruhiko stepped on the accelerator, and the roar of the motor instantly reached the maximum, and the car tires made a harsh sound when rubbing against the ground.

The red Mazda disappeared into the night like an arrow.

...

"Behave yourself and go!" Sato Miwako pushed the handcuffed man in front of her and led him to where he parked his car.

She pressed the communication device on her body as she walked.

"Calling headquarters, this is Sato. I have arrested a suspicious person, but he is not Suwa Yuji, just a drunk."

A rustling voice came from the intercom: "Suwa Yuji has escaped in his car, and the hostages are in his car. Follow him immediately and coordinate with the others."

"Got it." Sato Miwako replied.

Miwako Sato looked at the drunk man in front of her. She hesitated for a moment and decided to handcuff the man in the car. After all, the man's behavior of smashing the glass just now also needed to be punished.

The two walked one after the other on the sidewalk.

Suddenly, the light of car lights and the roar of motors appeared in the distance.

Miwako looked towards the light source and saw a red Mazda coming towards her.

It’s the same model as my own. This guy has good taste, Miwako thought.

When the car approached, she subconsciously glanced at the license plate again.

Miwako Sato: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

This is my car!
But why was there a strange man she didn't know sitting in the driver's seat with a fierce expression on his face?

Before Sato Miwako could react, the man had already driven past her, and the wind blew her short hair a little messy.

Sato Miwako watched her beloved car drive away and pressed the call device on her body: "Calling headquarters, this is Sato, I...my car was stolen, and I can't chase Suwa Yuji."

There seemed to be silence on the other end of the intercom for a moment, and then a reply came: "Stand by, Gao Mu is already on his way to you."

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