Conan, who almost succeeded in making it out: "..."
...Damn the police, it is better to fool police than Officer Takagi.
But forget it, he still has planB anyway.
The fake elementary school student held up a well-behaved smirk and watched the group leave.
After everyone disappeared from their sight, Conan smiled and put on the coat he had just taken off, then looked at the dog squatting aside: "Sanlang, let's go!"
"I'm not a real child without any power." Conan pushed his glasses, and a cold light flashed across the lenses. He muttered in his heart, "When I was a child, when I went to Hawaii with my dad, there was no Blizzard, but I also learned a little bit of survival in the wild..."
He believed that he would be able to help in finding someone.
——Besides, even if you can’t find it, isn’t there any dog ​​next to you who is good at finding people?
Even the bodies buried in the snow for a week can be dug out. It should be faster to find a living person.
Thinking of this, Conan confidently led the dog out of the door.
Then in the next second, he suddenly soared into the air and was picked up by one hand.
Conan: "?!"
Does Officer Shiragoon, who doesn't let the child go out, still know how to shoot back?
The fake child felt a thump, turned his head and met a reassuring face.
"Jiang Xia?" Conan breathed a sigh of relief, "You are so scary..."
Jiang Xia put down him and wrapped his scarf: "I knew you wouldn't stay in the house honestly - such a big blizzard, aren't you afraid of being blown away by the wind?"
"How could it be blown away by the wind? I'm not a dandelion." Conan stood firmly in the wind, then patted the dog next to him who stared at Jiang Xia, looking a little ready to move. "No further, let's set off quickly. If that person is really lost, it's safer to find him earlier."
The two of them identified the direction and walked towards the woods not far away.
And after they left.
In the empty kitchen, a "crunch" suddenly came from the door handle, and a figure slowly walked in with the falling wind and snow.
The dark shadow glanced and his eyes quickly fell on the table - the wooden table was now placing kitchen utensils in a mess, and in the cleanest part of the corner of the table, a piece of tin foil was spread flat, and a few heart-shaped chocolates were lying there quietly.
The shadow got closer and closer and finally stopped in front of one of the chocolates.
...
"Mr. Nigaki!"
“More expensive!”
Although they were looking for someone, as the sky was getting dark quickly, the people who left the house finally gathered together, so as not to lose others if the reporters were not found.
Suzuki Yuanko shouted a few times, and suddenly noticed something. She looked back and was suddenly shocked: "Where is Jiang Xia? Why is Jiang Xia missing?"
Curacao remembered the figure who was behind everyone just now and finally disappeared quietly: "..." Who knows, 80% of them were going back to the villa to secretly tinker with his stage.
She didn't speak, but just pretended to be enthusiastic passers-by, mixed in a position in the crowd, showing a puzzled expression with Suzuki Yuanko.
At this moment, suddenly, a "bang!" sounded loudly from afar.
... Gunshot?
“…”
It seems that it should be shocked at this moment.
But the various things that happened along the way made several extramarital mad passengers who were mixed among ordinary people feel a sense of numbness of experience too much and the peace of "finally coming".
Fortunately, there were always people who responded normally. The three policemen looked in shock and vigilantly in the direction of the gunshot. At this moment, the snow was slashed and another person walked out from the opposite direction.
The man was wearing a hunting suit, a hat and fluffy earmuffs. He looked at the direction of the gunfire and muttered helplessly: "It seems that he was taken first by that guy."
Calvados turned around and looked at the spear behind the man's back, and tickled in dissatisfaction.
Officer Sato asked in confusion: "Who are you?"
"Me?" The man withdrew his gaze from the gunshot and introduced himself openly, "I am a guest at Chudu Villa. Come here with my friends to find Japanese wild wolves."
The female photographer looked at him and remembered the beard that had previously been used to popularize Japanese wild wolf for new tourists - the two of them were almost exactly the same outfit and temperament.
She suddenly realized: "The friend that the person asked us to help us receive is you. By the way, have you seen a young man with a thin figure and probably such a tall figure on the way?"
The hunter spread his hands: "There is nothing but snow and strong winds along the way. What's wrong? Someone is missing?"
The female photographer sighed sadly: "I hope he's just coming back a little late."
...
On the other side.
In the woods piled with heavy snow, Jiang Xia walked for a while in the increasingly heavy wind, suddenly remembered something, and looked down at the ghosts who were tightly stuck on him.
In order to prevent them from being blown away by the wind, he hesitated for a moment, and planned to reclaim the ghost back to the print space first.
However, at this moment, the mermaid holding his head like a hat suddenly moved, and her tail slapped behind his neck twice, as if she had noticed something.
"..." Jiang Xia silently wrapped the loose scarf tightly again and raised his hand to hold the messing fish, "What's wrong?"
Before the mermaid could respond, Saburo at Conan's feet suddenly shook his nose and barked twice with excitement.
Immediately followed it in a direction and rushed over quickly.
"Sanlang?" Conan quickly stepped on the snow and rushed to the cold wind, "Wait for me!"
Jiang Xia took a look and found that it seemed that the mermaid was concerned about. He moved slightly in his heart, and suddenly realized something, took a few steps and picked up Conan, then rushed over with expectation and reservedness.
...
Following the fast-moving dog, he walked forward along the heavy snow. Not long after, a stiff figure fell in the wind and snow appeared in the flashlight beam.
——The reporter who was chatting and laughing a few hours ago was sitting under the tree with his eyes wide open, and his breath was gone.
His fatal injury seemed to be on his head, with blood on the top of his left head, and dark blood soaked into his chest.
Saburo stopped beside the bloody corpse, sometimes looking at him, sometimes looking at him curiously.
Jiang Xia's eyes stopped directly to the left of the corpse - there was a Q-type ghost elixir. She stood in the wild blizzard, and the simple white kimono slowly fluttered, and her hair that grew to her ankles slowly fluttered with the cold wind.
...Is there really a ghost?
Although I haven't figured out why there is a elusive that is obviously a female near the male deceased, it is obvious that this is not the point.
Jiang Xia did not spend much effort on such small things. He quickly stepped forward, intending to pick up his new ghost that he had never seen before and return to the seal space.
Chapter completed!