Chapter 3183 3195 [Detective's Failure]
The two high school girls understood: "So just now, Hattori suddenly changed into that outfit in order to let the murderer mistake him for Mr. Kume and then attack him?"
Conan nodded: "Only in this way can the murderer produce the hard evidence himself - such as the murder weapon he used when he murdered the first two people."
Mao Lilan understood: "Miss Pingliang and the captain were both strangled to death. Do you want the murderer to take out the rope? But this is very dangerous. If someone strangles him from behind, even Hattori will find it difficult to resist. Besides, he learned kendo. Now he has no sword in his hand, so he is very weak."
Conan: "...weak?"
It seems that this should be refuted, but it was Ran Maoli who said this. Looking up at her muscles that were not visible from the outside but were really there, the weak and pitiful pseudo-primary school student was silent for a moment and gave up defending the Osaka classmate.
He simply explained, "Brother Hattori has prepared a tool that can prevent the 'messenger of the underworld' from taking your life - do you remember the legend that as long as you hold a knife in your mouth, you can prevent your soul from being sucked away?"
Here, as long as you bring a knife, you can cut the rope and save yourself at any time.
"You two are really insidious." Suzuki Sonoko felt relieved, and then said:
"But now that everyone is on guard, will the murderer really take the risk? Speaking of which, when you two were investigating outside just now, the people in the house were scattered all over the place. Wouldn't it be better for the murderer to kill people at that time?"
Conan shook his head: "At that time, the murderer probably didn't know who the last person he wanted to kill was - but after the 'sudden escape' just now, he now knows, so he will definitely attack Hattori brother."
The two high school girls thought they understood just now, but now they are getting more and more confused: "A murderer doesn't even know who he wants to kill? Is he a random killer?"
"This is a long story." Conan looked at his watch. "Let's not talk about it for now. What if we forget the time while talking? It will be troublesome if Hattori-san is strangled to death by the murderer. Although he brought a knife, he is not easy to deal with. Let's go into the woods from the other side and ambush next to the target point. If there is any unexpected situation, we will rush over to help immediately!"
…
On the island.
"Kumi!"
"Hey! Where are you?"
A group of people ran and searched. Although the island was not big, it was big enough for everyone to disperse.
Soon, a black figure moved farther and farther away from the others, and finally quietly turned to the edge of the woods.
Not long after entering the shade of the tree, another figure suddenly rushed in from a few dozen meters away.
The man leaned against the tree trunk, looking back furtively, breathing heavily - judging from his dodgy movements and the light blue short-sleeved shirt he was wearing, he was the same yellow-haired man who ran away when being questioned by the detective.
…After hearing the legend of “Urashima Taro” from the dark-skinned detective, this guy came to the woods as expected.
The black figure took out a bundle of ropes from behind the stone, and his eyes gradually became full of murderous intent.
Under his murderous gaze, "Yellow Hair" identified the direction, pushed aside the bushes in the dark, and ran along the path into the depths of the woods.
The black figure followed behind with light footsteps, looking for the right time to strike. However, for some reason, he stared at the figure in front of him and always felt a strange sense of disobedience - there seemed to be something wrong with the yellow-haired man in front of him.
"Maybe he's nervous and excited, so he's acting differently than usual?" The black figure explained to himself, "Although it's too dark in the woods to see his face, but he's so tanned and wearing that blue suit, who else could it be but him?"
Just as he was thinking, perhaps the word "clothes" triggered something, a voice he had forgotten where he had heard suddenly flashed through his mind - "It's true that clothes make the man. Once you change your clothes, you're like a completely different person."
...Changed to a different person?
What if after changing clothes... you really become a different person?
Once they began to waver in their hearts, those doubts that had been ignored suddenly surged up like a tide - those detectives had just said that it was dangerous to disperse, but just now they asked them to search for people separately, and did not even mention that they should work in groups of two or three to look after each other.
In addition, when conducting a one-on-one interrogation of a murder suspect, one should have taken more precautions. However, the dark-skinned detective went alone with only a child, and did not even bring the Tokyo detective who looked somewhat capable.
...No! All of it is wrong!
The black figure suddenly realized something and stopped in his tracks. He frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled coldly and turned to run towards the empty villa.
…
Hattori Heiji, wearing yellow clothes, rushed into the depths of the woods along the path, panting. In an open space here, there was a tattered wooden boat.
The boat was covered with a thick cloth, and underneath the cloth was the bait that the mysterious murderer used to fish for the dead. Of course, it was also the bait they used to fish for the murderer.
Hattori Heiji secretly adjusted the position of the knife, then walked to the side of the boat and uncovered the waterproof cloth on the boat.
Under the cloth, a closed screen was revealed.
Hattori Heiji pretended to be surprised and reached out towards the screen.
——According to the subsequent script, someone should rush out from behind him at this moment, put the weapon around his neck while he is admiring the screen, and strangle him hard!
Then he could cut the rope, scare the murderer, turn around and reveal his true identity, and after a wonderful confrontation, catch the murderer on the spot.
Thinking of this, Hattori Heiji couldn't help but reveal a cunning smile, like a sinister director who was about to achieve his goal.
He followed the plan, slowly reaching out, slowly touching the screen, and slowly picking it up...
After a while, Hattori Heiji, who had been pretending to admire the screen for a while, looked at the golden screen and fell into deep thought for a short while.
...Where are the people?
Could it be that he lost me?
That's impossible. He clearly felt that there were other people in the woods, so he ran here without any worries. And he deliberately chose a small path, so he would lose them, unless the person behind him was blind.
at the same time.
A dozen meters away.
Suzuki Sonoko looked at Hattori Heiji who was immersing himself in the folding screen and was silent for a moment: "Is your plan...really reliable?"
Conan's expression gradually changed from confident to less confident. After waiting for another minute, Hattori Heiji almost smoothed the screen plate. He finally sweated a little: "...Strange, where is the person?"
(End of this chapter)
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