Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 465 Hattori's knowledge is still lacking.
Rewind ten minutes!
The mountains and forests were desolate, with only the rustling of footsteps and breathing echoing in my ears.

The moonlight shone down faintly, barely outlining the blurry contours of the mountain path.

The trees stood silently on both sides like guards, their shadows swaying, stirring a sense of unease in one's heart.

A sliver of light flickered, and the source of that light was a duo of high school detectives from Kanto and Kansai.

Following the traces left by the former, the two went deeper and deeper, their expressions becoming increasingly solemn.

More than twenty minutes have passed, and the traces are still extending forward, but they have begun to become sparse, and there are occasional breaks in the lines.

Fortunately, Conan has a sharp eye and spotted the marks left by high heels on the tree branch.

"Doesn't that seem a bit unrealistic? Leaping between treetops, do you think you're a ninja?"

Hattori Heiji, a master swordsman, looked helpless. This is a scientific society; ninjas are something you only see in anime and TV dramas.

"That's what I used to think too."

Conan didn't explain much. He could shrink, and Joel could pull the pilot to safety from a great height, so why couldn't someone jump around on tree branches?

That's perfectly reasonable, isn't it? Hattori's experience is still lacking!

There seems to be light ahead!

"I see it. Let's go take a look. I want to see what this thing is."

Hattori gripped his wooden "weapon" tightly and strode forward with unstoppable momentum.

This confidence came from a master swordsman. Conan turned off his watch-shaped spotlight, shook his head, and followed.

However, after walking for a long time, the traces completely disappeared.

"The other party may have changed direction."

The two looked at each other, unsure of the situation, and hesitated about whether to continue up the mountain.

"The trail has not changed direction since it was followed, so his target should be the light source directly in front of him."

The dense forest canopy greatly obstructed the view, making it impossible for Conan to see what it was, but there was definitely something in the direction of the light!

“I remember asking the villagers here before, and they clearly said that this is a barren mountain. Because the terrain is quite steep and fishing is the main industry, they almost never go up the mountain.”

"Hattori, I have a feeling that the light up there is very likely related to the disappearance of Kadokawa Saori. Maybe she's there!"

Hattori nodded seriously; he shared the same thought.

The two nodded to each other and continued on their way.

Because the people ahead of them had not left any traces, they became even more cautious and vigilant.

This walk took several minutes.

"We should be there soon." Conan let out a long breath. His buttocks were still sore from the intense exercise.

sough--

Heiji Hattori suddenly stopped walking. Conan, not paying attention, bumped into his butt, lost his balance, and sat down hard on the ground.

"hiss--"

The pain spread from my buttocks outwards, shooting straight to the top of my head, and tears were uncontrollably squeezed out.

"Ouch! Hattori, what are you doing?!"

Conan muttered to himself, and when he noticed that Heiji Hattori had no reaction, he immediately realized something was wrong.

The sea breeze blows, the branches tremble, the leaves rustle, and the fallen leaves drift down lightly like snowflakes.

Just as the fallen leaves blocked Conan's view, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps, a rustling sound from the branches above his head, and then the sound of them hitting the ground.

someone!

Conan's first thought was that the person wearing high heels had discovered their tracking!
But I immediately dismissed my first thought. The sound was wrong; the landing sound was dull. High heels have a small contact area with the ground, so they wouldn't make such a heavy sound. It was a flat shoe!
"Who are you!"

Hattori Heiji gripped the tree branch tightly with both hands, his eyes fixed on the man who had fallen from the tree in front of him.

Behind the man, three more emerged from behind the trees.

All four men had menacing faces, their outlines grotesque under the moonlight. What was even more menacing were the steel pipes they held in one hand; if one of those steel pipes came down, the thick tree branch in their hand would be no match for it.

The enemy is strong and we are weak; the situation is dire.

The four men remained silent. The man in the lead stepped forward, pressing his chest against a thick tree branch, the steel pipe in his hand poised to strike.

"We are tourists attending the dugong festival."

Heiji Hattori explained again, his forehead already beaded with cold sweat. He could run away in this situation, but Conan behind him might not be able to escape.

The reason is that my buttocks are still hurting, and I'm walking with a limp now.

"Heh, every year there are a few reckless guys who want to go up the mountain to see what's going on. You're not the first batch, but none of you can get past our defenses."

The man spoke coldly, reached out and grabbed a thick tree branch, then cleaved it in two with a steel pipe.

"That doesn't make sense. There was definitely someone wearing high heels going up the mountain just now. It could have been a woman or a man."

Conan swallowed hard, his clear eyes blinking forcefully, a mixture of doubt and probing.

This person said no one could get through their defenses, and that the two of them were the first group. So what was that dark figure from earlier? Did the other party turn around and leave? That's impossible.

"Kid, what nonsense are you talking about? There was no one there just now!"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his stubble-covered mouth curved into a sinister smile. Don't think you can survive by playing dumb.

A child and a young man, they'll be slaughtered, chopped up, and made into fish balls. No one will know they're already dead!

"Really? They definitely went in just now."

Conan wanted to find traces on the ground to show the other person, but suddenly realized that the traces had disappeared on the road.

So, that person changed direction because they discovered someone was hiding there?
It can be explained, but it's also very unrealistic.

In the pitch-black night, even with a watch-shaped searchlight in hand, he dared not walk too fast. How could he possibly detect someone lurking here from dozens of meters away?

The comparison is still between him and Hattori Heiji, which makes it even more impossible.

"Kudo!"

Hattori sensed danger from the man's gaze. Sitting idly by would only lead to their deaths; they had to find a way to escape.

"I see!"

Despite the pain in his buttocks, Conan shrank behind Hattori and bent down to open his leg-strengthening shoes.

Hattori's eyes suddenly changed, and before the man could react, he reached out to grab the steel pipe.

The two were incredibly close, and by the time the man realized what was happening, a second had passed.

In that split second, the steel pipe slipped from the man's hand. He noticed the dark-skinned man in front of him wearing a mocking smile. Suddenly, the man lowered his head, opened his mouth, and uttered something.

Because he was very close, he roughly heard two words: "idiot."

The man's scalp tingled. He opened his mouth to call for backup from the brothers behind him, but as soon as he took a step back, he saw a glowing object suddenly shoot towards his face from where the dark-skinned man had lowered his head!

"boom--"

"Ah~"

"Bang!"

The man was sent flying backward, breaking countless tree branches, before finally getting stuck in a crooked tree and unable to move.

(End of this chapter)