After dinner, Sakaki Makoto waved down a taxi, showed the photo to the driver, and asked:
"Master, you are a local. Does this road lead to Fujimi Village?"
Having a map alone is not enough. The local people are the most familiar with the specific local conditions. If they make a mistake, the trip will be in vain.
"That's right, keep going down this road and you will reach Fujimi Village!"
Taxi drivers who drive all year round are familiar with the roads and can recognize it at a glance:
"Fujimi Village is in the mountains. It's not a small village. In the past two years, with the support of the government, it has been developing the land and preparing to build it into a tourist village. It's still under construction. Now is not a good time to travel..."
"It's okay, just take us there."
Sakaki Makoto pushed his sunglasses down and said with a smile:
"We're here to look for someone."
"Okay, hold on tight!"
After hearing this, the driver asked no more questions and stepped on the accelerator to rush towards Fujimi Village.
The sun set in the west and the night deepened. After leaving the city, the taxi drove into a mountain road. The road had some potholes caused by large trucks, making it quite difficult to drive on. Fortunately, the driver had superb skills and although the speed was not fast, he was able to avoid the gravel and potholes every time and move forward smoothly.
After walking for a full hour, until the sky was dotted with stars, Sakaki Makoto finally saw Fujimi Village hidden in the mountains.
Fujimi Village is built at the foot of the mountain, with flat terrain and is very close to the city, so there has always been a large number of permanent residents.
The taxi stopped at the entrance of the village. After swiping a card to pay the fare, Sakaki Makoto asked Hongshu to carry the luggage and opened the door to get out.
Just as the driver said, Fujimi Village is still under construction. There are several excavators parked at the gate, piles of sand and stones, and even the welcome sign at the entrance of the village has not been built yet.
Fujimi Village looked quite lively at 8 o'clock in the evening, with cars coming and going, and it didn't seem remote at all.
"There is a signal here..."
Hongshu took out his phone and looked at it:
“It’s still full!”
Sakaki Makoto called Miss Miyano again, but the call was still out of service area. He figured out the general idea in his mind.
I'm afraid that Yasuteru Domon and the others are not in Fujimi Village.
This kind of situation of looking for someone is the most troublesome. There is no signal and I can’t contact the other party. I can only ask the villagers about the situation.
Sakaki Makoto stopped an old man carrying a hatchet and a bamboo basket from the bushes nearby, showed him the photo of the Mercedes-Benz team and Domon Yasuki, and asked:
"Old man, have you seen them?"
Fortunately, the car that Domon Yasuki and his companions were riding in was quite expensive and of a uniform style, so people who had seen it would usually be impressed. The old man with dark skin and calloused hands nodded immediately:
"Yes, walk to the center of the village. Don't turn. You will see a newly built Bowu Hotel on your left. The sign is very big. They live inside!"
Um?
Sakaki was stunned for a moment. According to the old man, Domon Yasuki and others did come to Fujimi Village, but the phone call was not connected. This was a bit strange...
“These people are not simple.”
As the old man spoke, he gave a thumbs up and exclaimed:
"As soon as he arrived, he solved a murder case that was giving the police a headache. His conversation is also very good. It's obvious at first glance that he is not an ordinary person!"
Hearing this, Sakaki Makoto immediately understood that it must be Conan who was doing some magic. With him around, even a Feng Shui treasure land could become a barren mountain with bad water.
Without wanting to continue the pleasantries, after saying goodbye to the old man, Sakaki Makoto hurried forward with Hongshu. After walking several hundred meters, they saw a three-story, newly renovated hotel on the left.
In the parking lot on one side of the hotel, there were several dusty Mercedes-Benz cars.
Fujimi Village is under construction, and there is a lot of dust in the air. Not long after the car stops, it will be covered with a thin layer of dust. Judging from the thickness...
These Mercedes Benzes have been parked here for at least a day and a night.
In addition, there were several police cars in the parking lot.
As he walked into the hotel, Sakaki Makoto happened to see a policeman in a green suit with a stylish hairstyle and a silly face chatting up the proprietress.
Ignoring him, Sakaki Makoto came to the front desk and began to ask the proprietress about the whereabouts of Yasuteru Domon and others.
What happened to the police?
He is upright and has nothing to fear!
You haven't done anything wrong, why are you afraid of the police?
However, what Sakaki Makoto never expected was that just after he asked the proprietress about the whereabouts of Yasuteru Domon and others and finished describing the appearance characteristics of Conan and others, he saw a suspicious head leaning over from the side and looking him up from bottom to top.
"...What are you looking at?"
"I don't think you're a good person."
The policeman with a flexible neck said seriously:
"He's wearing all black in the middle of the night, like a nightgown, and he's wearing sunglasses. It's obvious that he doesn't want others to know his appearance. And he's asking about things, so it's obvious that he's well prepared and has a clear goal... He looks like a criminal no matter how you look at him. Let's go!"
He took out the handcuffs and grabbed Sakaki Makoto's arm:
"Come back to the police station with me and tell me slowly!"
"..... Are you out of your mind? Why are you arresting me? What's the reason?"
Sakaki Makoto was shocked by his three unconventional moves and thought that this guy either had his head hit by a door when he was a child, or he just had a keen sense of smell and was difficult to deal with.
but.....
"Yeah, you didn't do anything wrong, I have no reason to arrest you!"
The green-suited policeman put away the handcuffs with regret, released Sakaki Makoto's arms, and bowed:
"I'm so sorry. I took the liberty."
“.......”
have to.
There is an answer.
This kind of wonder is rare in a thousand years. I guess he is overthinking it.
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