The old lady sighed: "In fact, it's not just the three of them. There are many unknown bodies in the grave of this woods that no one claimed.
"I simply erected a monument to the unknown corpses who died, but over the years, their graves were destroyed by animals in the woods - the only ones who still have tombstones are my wife and the others."
Conan always wonders: "Why are the only graves of theirs not destroyed?"
"Who knows." The old lady was also a little confused, "Maybe it was because I took Saburo to visit their graves every day, and the snow girl was forced to get close to her because of popularity."
Policemen: "..." It really makes any topic turn to superstition.
Jiang Xia listened to this, but looked thoughtfully out the window: The new ghost sanitary does look a little introverted. Perhaps it was because there were too many people here that she ran away without saying hello?
Thinking of this, Jiang Xia quietly retreated behind everyone. While the others were still chatting, he sorted out the ghost mint on his body, pushed the door out, and returned to the snow outside.
Inside the house.
Most people did not notice the detective's sneaky little movements.
But of course, except for Curacao.
Looking at the door that opened and closed slightly, a member of the organization disguised as a lawyer touched his chin and looked alert: "..." What did he do suddenly going out?
When everyone is together, someone suddenly acts alone, which is undoubtedly a very dangerous signal of death.
...But this is just the experience of dealing with Uzzo that others have summarized: and if things are put on Uzzo, everything will seem different again.
——Compared with this alone person, Curacao always feels that the situation is more dangerous now, the other people who are left alone in the house.
"Or, come and take a look?"
This thought flashed, and after hesitation, Curacao quietly stood up.
——She just peeked at the packages of two hunters, and there were bundles of time bombs that had been made into shape.
The tunnel that was suddenly buried in an avalanche was probably the work of these two hunters. With the remaining explosives, it was no problem to blow up the villa.
"I have to face bombs that may explode at any time, collapsed houses, drag and plots from others, and perhaps the poison that has been unknowingly put into the teacup.
"But if I keep up with Uzzo, I just need to be careful if someone will attack from behind."
Curacao clenched his fists slowly, and his knuckles made a self-protection clicking sound: "Let's take a step back, even if he bumped into a corpse outside, he was regarded as a major suspect... Uzzo always wants to maintain the image of Jiang Xia, the detective - that is, as long as I don't kill people, he will not frame me as the real murderer.
"And according to my information, at present, at least when facing the police, Uzzo is indeed as sensible as Rum said, and will not really let colleagues who know important information fall into the hands of the police.
"So the biggest loss after keeping up is to throw away the gun on my body before the police searched... A mere gun is better than being blown into coke for no reason."
After quickly measuring the gains and losses of the two choices, Curacao no longer hesitated. She gritted her teeth and went out and followed Jiang Xia.
At the same time, she took out her cell phone and pointed the camera at the figure who had not yet completely gone away.
——If someone asked her why she had to go out in the middle of the night, she would say that she saw Jiang Xia go out, so she was worried about the safety of the detective, and was afraid of disturbing him to solve the case and dared not come forward, so she had to follow him from afar.
As a rigorous and kind lawyer, this is very reasonable.
...
After Curacao left.
As the side door of the cottage opened and closed, another person followed him quietly.
Calvados closed the door with his backhand and shrank his neck in the cold wind.
Then he narrowed his eyes and looked at the snowy night outside.
"Why is that woman following Jiang Xia?" A few question marks quietly emerged in a sniper's mind, "And that detective, why did he suddenly run into the woods alone?"
——He didn't notice any movement here at first, but when Jiang Xia got up, the "new doctor" gaze turned to him.
So Calvados also looked over, and then saw the scene where the detective went out secretly and the lawyer quietly followed him.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly felt aroused in his heart and followed.
"When this woman squatted down just now, the shape of her clothes was a bit strange." Calvados touched her chin, suspected that the "Shirai Lawyer" might have hidden a pistol.
Although this woman deliberately wore clothes that were not so tight, if she changed her body, she might not be able to find any clues. However, as a professional gunman who once often carried six or seven guns with her, this detail could not escape Calvados's eyes.
"A lawyer cannot legally possess a pistol. Is this guy actually an extrajudicial madman?" Calvados thought quickly, "Will she keep up with Jiang Xia to attack that detective?"
This thought flashed through, and an organization cadre curled his lips silently like a fisherman: If so, while the two of them were fighting, he might be able to take the opportunity to get something - such as a gun that could be easily obtained.
"Even if she noticed it when she took it away, she would definitely not dare to say anything like using a gun." Calvados shouted, "If she wanted to take revenge later, I would see which small organization that was blind to provoke me - maybe the revenge would not be possible at that time, but I would give me a new pistol."
With beautiful expectations, Calvados, wearing a scarf, embarked on the journey of the fisherman fighting for profit with the snipe and clam.
...
Inside the house.
The three people left quietly. Except for Belmode, whose eyes were slightly twitching, the others were also seriously discussing why the tomb of the old store manager and his wife was not destroyed as if they were blessed by the mountain god.
The two hunters' minds are not here.
After a glance at each other, the glasses hunter interrupted everyone's conversation: "Since there are other people who are wandering in the woods besides us, isn't that obvious to the murderer? - It must be the suspicious outsider wearing a hat and covering his face with a scarf and goggles."
Officer Sato: "But..."
The glasses hunter waved his hand: "Listen to me first! Although I don't know the specific time of the unlucky man's death, since the murderer put the chocolate that he made when it was dark next to the corpse, then everyone here has no time to commit the crime."
"No, right." Suzuki Yuanko touched her chin like a detective assistant and pointed out the loophole rigorously. "We really don't have time to put chocolate next to the corpse - but this bearded uncle met us very late, so he must have time to do it!"
Chapter completed!