"Okay, OK." The old farmer patted the hawk trainer's shoulder hard and comforted him, "Mrs. I said so, don't mention this again and again - the store manager passed away, she is the saddest person."
As he said that, the old farmer remembered something and said regretfully: "But I really didn't expect that our cafe would end in this way."
"It won't end!" The store manager's wife sat upright and interrupted him. "My husband has spent so much effort on this store. If he knew that we would choose to close the store after he left... he would definitely die with peace of mind!"
She clenched her fists, her eyes full of strength: "I can learn to hunt, so that the three of us can continue to open the store!"
The old farmer and the hawk trainer looked at her in surprise. After a long time, the two of them focused their heads.
...
"This scene looks quite inspiring." Conan muttered to Jiang Xia, quietly left the stage, and then found clues elsewhere.
After a while, they walked around the front yard and found that the trainer had left the store manager's wife and sat on an open trunk of a car.
The eagle stopped on the shelf beside him, and the eagle trainer looked at it blankly for a while, lowered his head and found a box.
He dug a piece of cream from the box and slowly stretched towards the eagle.
"Wait!" A voice came from the side. The three high school girls had come here. When they saw this scene, and when they thought about the previous speculations of the clerks, Suzuki Yuanko suddenly became suspicious, "You are not going to poison this eagle, right?"
"Ah?" The Eagle Trainer was stunned for a moment, and almost jumped up after coming back to his senses. "How could I do such a thing! - I chose this industry because I like Eagles. How could I take action against my favorite child!"
Jiang Xia walked over: "Is this ointment on your hand?"
The hawk trainer glanced at him and did not argue with several high school girls. The clerk who dressed like a savage explained softly: "Its leg is injured, I'm applying medicine to it."
"Has a leg injured?" Conan felt keenly wrong, and he trotted over, "Why was it injured? What kind of injury?"
The eagle trainer was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the child cared about his eagle so much. He replied with some emotion: "I don't know how it was injured, but the injury on his feet is not serious... However, the injury on his feet is very fatal to the eagle and must be dealt with as soon as possible."
Conan asked: "In your experience, under what circumstances do eagles usually hurt their ankles?"
"That's not sure." The hawk trainer sighed, "Doing to the crow, scraping the fishing line, hitting the electric line... All kinds of situations may lead to this result. That's why I said, eagles are actually very fragile creatures, and we shouldn't be afraid of it with the attitude of treating the birds of prey."
...
The Eagle Trainer accused the difficulty of the eagle.
In the woods on the other side.
Hattori Heiji had just walked with Toyama and Ha, and suddenly he was attracted by a reflection in the woods.
Thinking of what Conan mentioned before, he approached him alertly, and then saw a thick piece of wood in the wood, ropes tied to the wooden barrels, and a circle of steel wires.
The steel wire had broken and hung loosely to the ground, extending far away on the other side, and the rope connected a wooden sign, and there was a wooden board further out.
The wooden sign as big as a palm had cracked in half, and there was a half-charred hole at the broken stubble, which looked like it was broken by a bullet.
"This..." Hattori Heiji was confused for a moment, scratched his head, and blurred some kind of conjecture.
He walked closer and was about to observe in detail, but suddenly he found some traces of soil falling out in the distance.
Hattori Heiji: "…?”
Although these traces feel a bit redundant, any abnormalities at the crime scene are worthy of the attention of the detectives.
He did not let go of those traces, but walked carefully to the edge of the cliff and observed.
"This stone was trampled over. No wonder it brought so much soil... The soil is still very fresh. Someone here just now?"
And it seemed that the man had already rolled down the mountain.
Hattori Heiji frowned and looked down carefully. However, no matter how he looked, he could not see the figure on the slope below, only two large-scale tire marks were vaguely seen.
"These traces are so strange. It seems like a man was walking on the edge of the cliff and was pushed down the mountain by some force. After he rolled to the middle of the mountain, a car with good driving skills slid to him and picked him up..."
Based on the various traces, Hattori Heiji thought about what happened just now, and then couldn't help but shake his head: "This is too exaggerated. It's like shooting some intense action movie. I probably thought too much."
While muttering, he took out his cell phone and dialed it to Otaki Police Department, asking him to bring someone here to check.
While waiting for the police to come, Hattori Heiji continued to figure out the strange traces here. Suddenly, his eyes fell on another place.
"Well? Why is there a drag mark here?" Hattori Heiji discovered something was wrong. He observed carefully for a moment, followed the clues and finally came under a tree.
He took two steps back and looked carefully at the tree. Hattori Heiji's pupils suddenly shrank.
——There is a sniper rifle hidden on this seemingly ordinary tree!
...
Jiang Xia followed Conan around the house and suddenly found that there seemed to be something moving on the police.
He walked over with his classmates... and then suddenly saw a sniper rifle lying on the ground, surrounded by a group of policemen.
Jiang Xia: “…?”
Conan has been under his nose. Who did this time?
Without thinking, an answer emerges naturally.
Jiang Xia turned his head silently and saw Hattori Heiji who was actively depicting the scene of the gun discovery of Otaki police.
A Tokyo detective briefly fell into silence.
After a while, Jiang Xia looked away from the sniper rifle: Forget it, this gun was hit by a hunting gun, and there were some flaws, and he didn't want it very much.
Compared to this...
When Hattori Heiji looked away from his hunting rifle and focused on studying the iron barrel and wire on the other side, Jiangxia suddenly spoke: "I probably know who the murderer is."
Otaki police department looked surprised: "Who is it?"
Hattori Heiji: "?", etc., aren't you still in the evidence collection stage? Who will let you jump directly to solving the case?
Conan was caught in an unknown attack: "..."
...
Not long after, the three clerks were all gathered together.
With the three of them blank expressions, Jiang Xia took two steps and stopped in front of one of them: "The owner's death is not an accident, but a murder - you are the murderer who killed him."
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Thank you to the big guys for your [monthly ticket] (σ≧︎▽︎≤︎)σ.
There should be monthly tickets for extras on the 1st (extra activities are usually in January, May, and October of each year)
Chapter completed!