The snowstorm has stopped, but the snow has not melted yet and the weather is still very cold.
We didn't need to bring a flashlight this time because it was already seven o'clock in the morning and the visibility during the day was still very high, much better than the pitch black just now.
An old man from the village who was collecting firewood at his doorstep noticed the two police officers approaching him. He spoke with some confusion:
"Mr. Officer, why are you here again?"
"Grandpa, we came here to ask you, where exactly were you when you saw the will-o'-the-wisp?" Yamato Gansuke couldn't wait to ask after seeing the old villager. He wanted to leave this haunted place as soon as possible. It was really freezing.
"Will-o'-the-wisp? Ah... I saw it on my way to feed the horses. It's right over there."
Fujiwara Yu took out the map he carried with him, and quickly extended a straight line on the map in the direction of the will-o'-the-wisp that the old villager saw. The straight line intersected with the previously drawn straight line to form an intersection.
And this intersection happens to be at the narrowest part of the Beibing Canyon.
This is definitely not a coincidence.
The will-o'-the-wisp fire that the old villager saw during the period of the riot... The will-o'-the-wisp fire appeared at the narrowest part of the canyon... The dry grass that Akashi Michio held tightly in his hand... Could it be?
Yamato Gansuke's expression changed after he saw the location of the intersection. He looked up at the solemn-looking Takashi Sosuke and exclaimed:
"Hey, Yingsi, could it be that the murderer used such a method?"
"It seems that we must go over there and take a look. If nothing goes wrong, we should be able to find that thing."
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"Well, let's go quickly then."
"Wait a minute, are you planning on just going down the canyon by hand?" Fujiwara Yu grabbed Yamato Gansuke by the collar. He turned to look at the old villager and said with a smile, "Grandpa, can you lend us a longer rope? Preferably a sturdy one."
The old villager touched his chin and thought for a moment before nodding.
"I do have a climbing rope at home. It's used by my son. Please go inside and wait for a moment. I'll go look for it."
"Okay, thank you for your help."
After getting the climbing rope, the two men refused the old villager's offer of tea and rushed to the narrowest part of the canyon without stopping.
Even though running in the snow was a bit dangerous, they did not plan to go back to the annex to get the car in order to save time. When they arrived at the narrowest place, Yamato Gansuke almost slipped due to inertia. If Fujiwara Yu had not reacted in time, he would have rolled down the canyon.
Yamato Gansuke supported himself on his knees and stood up. He fell to the ground and the back of his hand was scratched by a branch. Coupled with the cold weather and the biting wind, the stabbing pain from the wound made him gasp.
"hiss--"
"Are you okay? Yamato."
"I'm fine, but I sprained my ankle, so I may not be able to accompany you down." Yamato Gansuke limped awkwardly. He didn't expect that there would be something tripping near the canyon. He almost thought he was going to die. Fortunately, Yingsi was reliable enough and pulled him in time.
Fujiwara Yu nodded. He took out the climbing rope and observed the surrounding terrain. After determining the best place to step, he moved down carefully.
For some reason, this reminded him of the scene six years ago when he and Rei Furuya were defusing a bomb in an elevator. They were really similar... Should he be thankful that he wasn't defusing a bomb now, otherwise, with his frozen hands, he might have detonated the bomb before he even cut the wire.
"Tokugi, how is it, have you found anything?" Yamato Gansuke, who was sitting on the snow, felt the gravity in his hands disappear, and knew that Tokugi Sosuke had successfully reached the bottom of the canyon. He asked immediately because he was a little impatient.
Fujiwara Yu did not answer in a hurry, but squatted on the ground and felt around carefully. When he felt a strip in his hand, he immediately lifted it up. It was indeed a hemp rope, and the length of the hemp rope was exaggerated. The rest of the rope was submerged in the unfrozen lake water.
And most importantly, there was a piece of dry grass stuck on the hemp rope.
Having made a great harvest, Fujiwara Yuu tugged at the climbing rope on his body, his tone revealing joy:
"Found it! The murderer's method is just as we thought!"
"Okay, then hurry up and come up... huh?" Yamato Gansuke heard his phone ringing. Remembering that he had asked Uehara Yui to look up information, he immediately answered it and pressed the speakerphone button. Without thinking, he asked directly, "Uehara, have you found a list of survivors?"
After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, a voice with a hint of laughter suddenly came, and it was not a female voice.
"Shame on you, I'm not Uehara."
There was only one person who liked to talk in this way. How could Yamato Gansuke not know who this man was? He narrowed his eyes and said speechlessly:
"Gao Ming, I don't have time to chat with you right now. I'll hang up now if you have nothing else to do."
"So Ganzhu-kun doesn't want to know the list of survivors? Well, I'm hanging up now."
"Wait!" Yamato Gansuke couldn't help but raise his voice. He felt that Zhufu Gaoming was doing this on purpose. It was obvious that Uehara was busy and asked Gaoming to relay the message. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't dilly-dally, you bastard. Hurry up and say it!"
Fujiwara Yu, who was climbing, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. Listening to the conversation between the two people, he inexplicably thought of Furuya Rei and Matsuda Jinpei during their police academy days. He wondered if these two people would quarrel if they met now.
But why does the name "Gaoming" sound familiar, as if I've heard it from someone before?
Zhu Fu Gaoming was not displeased by the other party's attitude. He calmly flipped through the documents in his hand:
"Ten years ago, there were five survivors of a plane accident in Nagano Prefecture: Himuro Kazusei, Kano Rie, Akashi Michio, Hiruta Masashi, and Kuze Marina."
Two of them have already died, so the murderer's next target will be either Hiruta Masashi or Himuro Kazusei.
Hmm? Wait a minute... one of the five survivors is called Marina Kuze?
Mariina Kuse, Mariina Ayatsuji.
So that's why. No wonder the murderer took away Himuro Kazusei's self-portrait. It was to frame him!
"Oh no! Ying Si, let's go back quickly!
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Yamato Gansuke's face suddenly changed when he realized that something was wrong. He closed the phone and put it in his pocket. He reached out and grabbed Takashi Sosuke who had already climbed to the top. After helping him up, the two of them hurried towards the annex.
After the call was hung up directly, Zhu Fushi Gaoming listened silently to the busy tone coming from the other end of the phone. He was still holding the file of Ayatsuji Marina in his hand, and the column for the former name clearly read: Kuze Marina.
He put the document down with a smile. It seemed that he no longer needed to help them as they already knew the truth.
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