Chapter 70 Cointreau Variation (1)

Silence.

Three adults and a child were frozen in place by the scene. It was Subaru Okiya who was the closest to the suspect who reacted first. He took a few steps forward to hold down the suspect, and then used his free hand to grab the man's gun-holding hand. With irrefutable force, he pried the man's fingers apart bit by bit and snatched away the murderous weapon.

So thin.

Subaru Okiya frowned.

Even through the gloves, the sharp bones still hurt him. His wrist seemed to be just skin and bones, and he could easily wrap it with one hand.

The others finally reacted and gathered around to check the situation. Conan Edogawa stepped back a little, but he did not stop walking towards that place.

Now everyone present can see that the man lying on the ground is shaking.

His whole body is shaking violently, but he doesn't look scared. There is no fear on his face, and his hand holding the gun is steady, but his body is shaking uncontrollably, bringing a strange sense of disconnection.

Post-traumatic stress response. What is the stressor, the iron block thrown aside?

The squinting graduate student thought calmly, his eyes fell on the man's legs.

The man's legs still maintained the awkward posture after the fall, and they were weakly placed on the ground. There was nothing wrong with his left leg, but the small section of the ankle exposed between the socks and trouser legs of the right leg was completely covered with ugly burns. The

legs were very thin, and it seemed that there was some muscle atrophy.

Generally, patients with hemiplegia will ask a nurse to massage the immobile limbs regularly to prevent the muscles from atrophying due to long-term inactivity. Judging from this, the man in front of him probably never had a nurse.

"Excuse me." Subaru Okiya pushed his glasses, his shirt outlined the muscle curves on his forearms, and he reached out to carry the man back to the wheelchair. "

Don't touch me." The hand that was stretched out was slapped away. The man frowned, and his whole body, including his hair, resisted the help of the other party. The trembling of his body gradually subsided. His attitude was very resolute, which made those who wanted to come up to help him stop in surprise.

He heard explosions and bullets breaking through the air, and countless familiar voices shouted his name. The smell of blood and smoke that didn't exist filled his nose. He closed his eyes tightly and drove these illusions out of his mind.

The wheelchair was right next to him. The man reached out and pulled it towards him. He didn't know what he pressed on the armrest. The seat slowly dropped to the right position. He used his thin arms to prop up his whole body, slowly moved back to the top of the wheelchair, and then raised the seat back to normal height.

The man with dark red pupils turned back to the way he was when he just came out of the alley. Yueshan Chaoli picked up the blanket that had fallen to the ground and patted the dust off. He gently covered him again and covered his legs.

Then, as if he had finally gotten out of his alert state, he lowered his head and started coughing loudly, as if he was going to cough all the bones in his body apart.

A blush appeared on his pale cheeks, and the others looked at him with worry, making him turn his head away in embarrassment. The man who couldn't even be hurt by the gun just now was defeated by the coughing.

The violent coughing even blocked his breathing.

Pain stained his sickly eyebrows and eyes, and his body curled up when he coughed, as if every time it would pull at his lungs full of holes, and the breath squeezed out of his throat was cut into pieces, as if he would suffocate immediately due to the excessive stimulation.

Just when Date Kou couldn't help but want to reach out to help the man breathe, he restrained his breathing, forced the cough to be stuck in his throat, crawled out of the suffocation little by little, and then controlled the wheelchair to leave without looking back.

Okiya Subaru was standing behind him. This angle allowed him to easily see the ugly scar that ran across the wide collar, from the side shoulder to the chest that was completely covered by clothes.

The feeling of being cut became stronger.

Okiya Subaru opened his eyes slightly, and his dark green eyes shot a slightly scrutinizing look at the man's leaving back.

It was as if a vibrating and powerful soul was forced into an incompatible, broken body.

"Mr. Okiya." Edogawa Conan frowned and asked in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "Is he...?"

He noticed that the bottom and wheels of the man's wheelchair were stained with mud. Even if mud accidentally spilled on the aisle, it would not splash to that place... Did he go to the river or the suburbs?

He was so inconvenient to move, why did he go to a place where it was difficult to move in a wheelchair?

"I don't know. People from the organization rarely show up, and I haven't met everyone."

The little boy couldn't help showing a frustrated expression when he heard it, and then, Okiya Subaru added, "But... he has the same kind of aura."

Same kind? !

Did he mean that organization or...

As if he knew what Conan Edogawa wanted to ask next, Subaru Okiya spoke first, "Not sure, both sides. What are you doing...?"

He raised his voice in the last sentence, changed the subject, and drew everyone's attention back to the suspect who was struggling on the ground.

"Hey--" Date Kou squatted beside him and patted the man's nosebleeding face with the back of his hand to make him come back to his senses, "Where did you hide the girl?"

The man had already recovered. He turned his head to the side and said stubbornly, "What girl? What grounds do you have to arrest me?!"

Date Kou almost pressed the police ID on his face. The man with a buzz cut had a sense of majesty when his face turned cold, "Still stubborn? That gun is enough to make you eat a pot, don't talk nonsense!"

"I..." He was so anxious when he was chased by several people that he took out the gun hidden on his body. Now he was very upset. His lips trembled for several times and he finally said nothing. The people surrounding him obviously lost their patience. Yueshan frowned inwardly. It was obviously inappropriate to torture him directly. He took a step forward and was about to say something——

"Don't come over!!!"

Even Okiya Subaru was frightened by the sudden shouting of the human traffickers and raised half of his eyebrows slightly, while Date Kou increased the strength of his arms and pressed the man who almost flew off the ground back to the ground.

No, he can no longer be described as a man.

There were some traces of gray on his temples. He looked well-fed and well-dressed. He looked like a middle-aged man with a big belly, fierce eyes and thick arms.

The man who had just run faster than a rabbit when chasing with a few people, and quickly grabbed the hostages and shot without hesitation, now showed an extremely panicked expression, pointed his held hands stubbornly at the newcomers, and trembled and could not say a complete sentence.

"It's... it's you! You!!"

Tsukiyama Chaoli was stunned. This change was completely out of his plan. "Have you seen me?"

"It's you!" The human trafficker's pupils shrank. He didn't know what he saw. He didn't pay attention to the other party's inquiries, but immersed in his own world. "It's not me... It's not me... It's them..." "

... They asked me to choose you... They said you are good-looking... You will definitely get a good price if you sell it to those rich foreigners... I don't know..."

Edogawa Conan's pupils shrank, and he suddenly went up and grabbed the man's collar, "Hey?! What do you mean, you kidnapped a boy who looks like him, right?!!"

"It's not me... Don't kill me..."

No matter how he questioned, it was all in vain. The human trafficker just muttered incoherently. His eyes fell on Tsukiyama Asari's too young face, and he finally found a trace of clarity in the chaos, "No... It's been thirty years, you should have... No! Didn't you die in the fire a long time ago..."

Then, his face was almost distorted, and Yi Dahang almost couldn't hold him back, "Ghost... Ghost - go find them, don't... don't come Looking for me - not me..."

Tsukiyama Asari's face turned completely cold. He knew that he could not ask the man in front of him any more questions, and he did not want to listen to any ridiculous nonsense he said. He just raised his fist and hit him hard in the face, making the nose that was previously crooked by the gun even more crooked. "Don't do shameful things, you don't have to be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door... You have done a lot of shameful things, right?"

Behind the three people, Okiya Subaru's eyes fell on the person's very familiar profile, and he reached out to push his glasses, and the lenses reflected a cold light.

While the few people continued to question, Tsukiyama Asari slid open the system screen, and was a little nervous for a rare time.

This person came at such a coincidence. If this part could be drawn in, it would be much easier to foreshadow Yutani Miu's life story later. However,

when I asked Kasugawa Shugo to investigate because of the clues in the iron box, the whole result of that part and even the surveillance footage received by the police were not drawn in. Just now, he saw someone peeping at the door because of the comics and chased him out. I wonder if this part will also be cut.

Suemitsu Sosuke appeared in the picture, and the subsequent plot also developed according to the facts just now. I just didn't expect Akai Shuichi to suddenly appear. Seeing the other party on the screen holding his glasses and thinking, Tsukiyama Asari's originally relaxed temper was lifted up again.

He has seen Cointreau before. If he had told the young detective Suemitsu Sosuke directly, how would the next three-choice game be played like this?

Fortunately, not only are everyone a mystery teller, but the red team also does not communicate with each other, which reduces a lot of resistance.

[Chao, why is he so A when he is the sickest? I am Chao, why is he so A? The beauty in the wheelchair, 73, when can I find out the name of my husband (dog-head rose.jpg)? I can't move my lower body, so I can do whatever I want.]

[Such a thin arm can actually support the whole person. This is indeed a scientific world. Could the disability be fake? In order to let others relax their vigilance or something, anyway, I don't believe that someone with such a high combat power value would use a wheelchair. I won't believe it unless you let me kiss your legs! ]

[Good fellow, he was buried in his pants as soon as he came in (wipes sweat)]

[Human trafficker Nisui!! What kind of bullshit is this shirking of responsibility? It was obvious that they kidnapped a good boy for money. What kind of bullshit reason is good-looking? ! They arrested him because he is good-looking? Ahhh, I am so angry, so angry, so angry. If he hadn't been kidnapped, Tsukiyama Asari would have had a nephew, and maybe his parents wouldn't have died! ]

[In front, the nephew is already there (dog head for life) Asari will soon have another member in Miaomiao House]

[Hmm? I have a question, that is, Shuichi's eyes, since he changed into casual clothes, whenever he opened his eyes, they were full of deep meaning. Is his gaze falling on the wheelchair beauty (dbq, since her name hasn't appeared yet, let's call her that for now) who left? Why do I feel like the line of sight is not focused on the right place, it seems to be a little to the side, not all of it is focused on the wheelchair beauty]

[What is Shuichi? ? (懵蒙貓貓頭.jpg)]

[I can tell from the first glance that you didn’t read the comics carefully! Drag out (bushi) Actually, there is no official announcement, but there are too many clues before, basically it is revealed. Some big guys have analyzed it before, because Conan's attitude towards Okiya Subaru is really different, he trusts him too much. I will just throw the floor, you can look at the xxxx floor and the xxxx floor, that whole area is all, and didn't he close his eyes at the end of the train arc? I can only say...Akai's eyeliner is really too distinctive, no wonder he uses squinty eyes]

[But anything can happen before the official announcement, you can always believe the old thief's operation (dog head) Maybe it's Akai's long-lost brother, brother, nephew or something]

[It's so funny, the nephew thing can't be accepted. But this time, no big guys came to analyze the code? ]

[(Smoking) I can't analyze it. This number is too sudden. If we have time, then there are only places, people and items to trade. But this one]

[Why did the boss suddenly go silent? ]

Time, place, people and items to trade...place...440...? !

9-25-32-440*1-

"Conan! Is there a map nearby?!"

Startled by the man's sudden shout, Edogawa Conan turned around and looked at him, his face still with a thoughtful look. Then, Tsukiyama Asari's question seemed to be connected to a thread in his thoughts. The boy's eyes lit up and he ran to the side first, "It's in front!"

At the corner, there was a wooden sign with a simple map. Date Kou handcuffed the man's hands behind his back and tied them to a telephone pole on the side.

The map was crude, and many alleys and secret passages that were familiar to the old residents were not marked. Several main roads were connected together to form a 'III l O l'. Edogawa Conan frowned and compared the words, pointing to the middle of the first road, "We are here now."

"Many alleys are not drawn."

"Brother Chaoli!" The little boy opened his arms to Yueshan Chaoli, who quickly understood the meaning and picked him up. The boy quickly drew a horizontal line in the middle of the vertical road with his finger.

"This is the way we chased the man just now... 4401!" The line moved from the first road to the commercial street that looked like a square, forming a strange llll- O l.

Conan Edogawa pointed at the streets with his finger, "This is it! The symbol is here... The transaction location is indeed in the commercial street, one of the stores in the northeast corner!"

But which one could it be?

"Officer Date, let's go first..."

"Inspector Megure?" Date Kou answered the phone at this time. He seemed to want to follow the boy to the commercial street, but the human trafficker was still tied to the telephone pole. When he was hesitating, Okiya Subaru, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, "Why don't I watch him here for you? There's nothing else to do next."

"Then thank you." The police officer had no choice but to accept this result. After hurriedly saying a few words, he caught up with Edogawa Conan who had already run away.

Watching the few people gradually disappearing around the corner, Okiya Subaru's face darkened. He walked a few steps to the human trafficker, squatted down and picked up the gun left aside before carefully looking at him. "I hope you are sober now. I have something to ask you.

"

"What?! They have already locked onto the target?" Date Kou's question made the other two turn their heads to look at him.

"Yes, the colleagues from the technical department have already locked onto the vehicle, and they tracked it all the way and finally stopped at..."

The other end's words were intermittent, and Tsukiyama Asari couldn't hear clearly, so he just focused on hurrying on his way, and only asked after Date Kou hung up the phone.

"We've found the den, but we don't know if there are any children inside. We can't just break in. We'll send... here first." Seeing the entrance to the commercial street right in front of him, the police officer swallowed the last sentence and reminded, "Don't run so fast, in case the people inside notice you."

Tsukiyama nodded and stopped first. He lowered his head and took a few deep breaths to calm his heart, which was beating violently due to the exercise, and walked into the street with a normal face.

It's good that we have found the den.

There are several stores in the northeast corner, ranging from snacks to sundries. Tsukiyama Chaori started from the store at the end of the range, fiddling with the goods on the shelves, and his eyes shot vaguely into the store.

Tsukiyama Asari picked up a wooden sword placed on a cloth, the workmanship was very delicate, behind him were two exquisite wooden decorative cabinets, and even large items such as wardrobes, it seemed that this was a shop that mainly sold wooden products.

Not long after, Date Kou came in with a toothpick in his mouth, holding Edogawa Conan, who was smiling particularly brightly, pretending that he didn't know the other customer, and fixed his eyes on several wooden Buddha statues, as if he had a great interest in them.

"Sir?" The boss who had been sitting at the counter stood up at this time and said with a smile, "Are you interested in Buddha statues? They are all hand-carved."

"Dad!"

Edogawa Conan looked up and said in a sweet childish voice, "I want that wooden sword!"

"Okay, Dad will buy it for you." Date Kou picked up the boy with one hand and put him on his arm, slightly blocking the sight of the middle-aged man with a fat face, and let the child in his arms choose those knives like a real doting father.

"I want to see what's over there!"

"Sorry..."

"No problem." Tsukiyama Asari didn't look angry when he was pushed away from the counter by the little boy. He looked around the store, not interested in anything. Finally, his eyes were filled with anxiety, as if he was waiting for the father and son to leave. Finally, he lost his patience.

"Hello." He walked to the counter. "I have ordered the goods before. Are you ready?"

Doubt and surprise flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man with a chubby face. His voice was obviously a little lower than before, as if he didn't want to be heard by the customer next to him who was talking to the child. "Sorry, this customer, our store doesn't have this service. Are you..."

His eyes unconsciously looked to the back, to the location of the closet.

Yueshan Chaoli reached out and knocked on the wooden counter impatiently, "I spent a lot of money, didn't we say that we would pick up the goods today... that closet?"

Hearing this, the man paused, looked up and carefully observed the man's expression, "You seem to have booked at three o'clock today?"

Now it was already past that time.

"Isn't your store..." The man frowned and deliberately lowered his voice, "Who would dare to come to pick up the goods at three o'clock when it's so chaotic?"

The boss finally showed a relaxed expression and nodded his chin at him, "Don't worry, we are all ready. No matter what happens, your goods will not be lost. Sir, please come down with me to check the goods."

Yueshan Chaoli responded and followed the boss around into the store.

There was a door behind the counter. Before going in, he looked at the father and son who were still struggling over which wooden sword to get. The meaning was self-evident. The boss took out a rusty key from under the counter and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, it's clean inside."

The back door opened, and there was a living room inside. It was very small. There was a computer next to the bed, and a paused game was on the screen.

"Please follow me."

There was actually a small door from the living room, leading to the underground. Yueshan Chaoli walked down first at the other party's signal. The stairs were very steep. He complained in a low voice why it was so dark, and the other party replied, "It's so safe."

"Don't worry, sir. There are lights down there. You can turn them on when you get to the bottom."

It was really too dark.

The further down you went, the harder it was to see. Tsukiyama Asari missed a step in the last two steps. His hands swung in confusion to steady himself, but he knocked over the wooden boards and other things stacked beside him. A series of crackling noises instantly exploded in the small room.

He swore, which was very much in line with his character. When he was about to turn around to ask for an explanation, something cold pressed against the back of his head. The boss's voice came from behind with a smile on his face, "Sir, please continue walking down. Remember to raise your hands."

Tsukiyama walked inside step by step until his foot kicked something lying on the ground. It seemed to be... a person?

"You are so brave, Officer. I saw you chasing that guy clearly in the surveillance video." The boss chuckled, "Is your hand okay? I hope it won't affect you when you hold a gun in the future...ah, see I have forgotten about it. There should be no future."

The person who was pointed at by him with the gun curled his lips in the dark because of the wrong title, "Have you been watching?"

"Of course. You feel it too, right? You can check the goods now. Since you want to find these little brats so much...then stay here with them forever!"

"Did you notice?"

"Don't try to play tricks!" The boss's finger had already slightly pulled the trigger.

"Your surveillance angle should not be very good, right? Did you notice that there were three people at that time, Ida!"

"Taste this--"

After shouting the last name, he quickly squatted down to make the man lose his target. Then, the little boy's shout came from above the corridor, and a glowing football rushed straight to the man's face, knocking him to the ground!

Another figure came down quickly, pressed the man who was not knocked unconscious to the ground, and tied his hands behind his back with the wooden Buddhist beads from the store. "Sorry, the handcuffs are given to your accomplice. I'll borrow these for you first."

Tsukiyama turned on the light switch and picked up the little girl who had been unconscious on the ground for who knows how long. It was not Xiaoling, but a completely unfamiliar child with long eyelashes and tightly locked eyebrows.

It was the "goods" that was supposed to be dealt with today.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other side, under the boss's loud questioning, Edogawa Conan once again took on the task of explaining.

"...Uncle, you are very anxious. You have been looking at your watch, as if you are waiting for someone, but you must have been doing this kind of thing for a long time. Why are you still nervous? Because something happened today, and the target of the transaction never came, and the companions can't contact us?"

The boy listed the suspicious points he had observed since entering the store, "... ..That’s what the code means. You have many different trading places, not just the wagashi shop over there and here. Each trading place will be painted on 4401, which symbolizes the street. The first one is the time, and the second one is the product number. And the store in the northeast corner is the only one that sells things that can accommodate the next person, which is the wardrobe! "

"You put the kidnapped children in the closet and let the target take them away."

The boss lowered his head in frustration after being guessed by a boy who was not even as tall as his thigh. He seemed to have finally accepted his fate. "Yes... you found out a long time ago, so that's why he knocked over the wooden board?"

He used the sound of the debris falling to the ground to cover up the sound of the other two people coming in.

Date Kou called Inspector Megure, but he didn't know what he was busy on the other end. He called twice before the call was connected. The two sides talked about the situation, and the tough-looking man finally relaxed.

"Have they all been rescued?"

"Yes, seven or eight children have been rescued." Date Kou smiled, "We have also found out the locations of the other places. We can close the net before tonight."

Tsukiyama Asari showed his first pure smile of the day.

More than half an hour later, the two merchants were taken away by the police car. The police officer, who was supposed to leave with his colleagues, did not leave. He patted his car, which had been resting in front of the confectionery shop for half a day, and said with a smile, "Come with me to the police station to work overtime." "

Got it——" As expected, he still had to go and take a statement.

After Tsukiyama Asari called Mouri Ran and said that Conan would stay at her place today, there was no objection from the other side, but the girl scolded with a smile, "Really, it's only been half a month, why is Conan so attached to Asari-san?"

"Really?" The man laughed and chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone. His eyes inadvertently drifted to the side of the road and saw a familiar man, "Brother Ida, please stop the car!"

The car stopped in front of the man, and the bookstore owner who was shouting in a hurry knocked on the car window, his tone anxiously, "Excuse me, can you give me a ride? I'm in a hurry to pick up my daughter at the Metropolitan Police Department. She...is it you?"

The bookstore owner obviously recognized the customer who asked him to call the police before, and a sincere smile appeared on his face, "Thank you so much for your help before, otherwise I don't know when I would have found Xiaoling..."

"Come up first and talk later." Yi Dahang said with a smile.

"This is for you."

The man who introduced himself as Anfu Daming sat in the back seat. It was not until the car had driven for a short while that he suddenly realized something and took out the picture album from an old cloth bag he brought with him. "After picking up my daughter, I want to close the store for a few days to spend more time with her, but this picture album is so important to you, so I thought I'd take it with me first. Maybe you'll meet it."

Yueshan Chaori's expression softened. When he was about to reach out to take the picture album, Anfu Daming paused, as if he remembered something important, and looked ashamed. "Sorry, I was so busy that I forgot. When the gentleman brought this picture album, he didn't ask for money. Instead, he brought a riddle, saying that if someone guessed it right, then he would give it to him. If not, then he couldn't give it to me no matter how much he offered."

"No wonder it has never been bought by anyone..." Tsukiyama Asari's eyes fell on the conspicuous light green cover. Edogawa Conan didn't quite understand these things and couldn't help asking, "Is this picture album very expensive?"

"It's a book from more than 30 years ago. It seems to be out of print. The painter also said that he is unwilling to publish any more albums. These picture albums that have been sold before are being hyped up in the market. Several people came before and said they would pay this amount." Anfu Daming smiled and gestured, "But they didn't guess the riddle correctly, so it has been kept until now."

"What kind of riddle is it?" This sentence successfully aroused the boy's curiosity, and even Date Kou, who had been driving seriously before, turned his head to look at them.

"It's a very strange riddle. The guest gave me a poem."

"Is it a duel?"

Anfu Daming shook his head. "It's to guess an object."

He cleared his throat twice and recited the poem softly under the curious eyes of the two people, one big and one small, "Let me think... the old friend is gone, and there is no news from him. Looking at the clouds in the north of the Great Wall, I miss the snow on the mountains."

Is it a Chinese poem?

"...The gentleman's question is, what are the clouds in the north of the Great Wall?"

Date Kou and Edogawa Conan frowned when they heard this. They knew that Chinese poetry has many so-called metaphors, but what are the clouds in the north of the Great Wall?

Tsukiyama Asari smiled at this time and said, "It's a dagger."

"Huh?" Anfu Daming was surprised, then he smiled and handed the book in his hand over, "The answer is correct, it seems that Mr. Tsukiyama is the destined person."

"Thank you, how much should I pay you..."

"No need, I got this book for free, you will understand at my age, nothing is more precious than true love, I accidentally heard your conversation with the boy before, this painter is your mother's, right?" The man leaned back in his seat, his eyes revealing the softness unique to middle-aged men of this age with children.

"I was thinking of giving this to you regardless of whether you can guess it or not, but I felt sorry for that customer. Now it's good, it seems that you two are destined to be together... He looks a lot like you, maybe you are really a family."

"...Thank you." Tsukiyama Asari didn't know what to say. This middle-aged man who only owned a small shop and might be on the verge of bankruptcy was really gentle and laughed cheerfully, which was in line with the image of a good guy in the movie.

He cast his eyes on the book and turned to the first page. He saw a line of words written on the title page with a sharp pen. It was not an old relic, but very new, as if it had been written not long ago.

[Sorry.]

"

...Uncle, can you tell me in detail what the customer who sold this picture book looks like?"

"Hmm?... About the same height as him, looks similar, a little thin, wears glasses... seems to have lipstick on? Anyway, his lips are darker in color. I was wondering if this is the latest trend among you young people, so I secretly glanced at him several times." Anfu Daming smiled sheepishly, "Other than that, there's nothing else... Oh yeah, he was wearing white gloves, his left hand was not very mobile, and his shoulder seemed to be injured..."

"What?!"

The little boy almost jumped out of Yueshan Chao's arms, his face showing anxiety, "He was injured while wearing gloves?!"

"Yeah... because it was quite hot that day, and he was wearing those thin white gloves. It didn't look like he was wearing them for warmth. Normally, no one wears this kind of gloves when going out..."

"Then he-"

"Hello, this is Date Kou."

At this moment, Date Kou answered the phone with one hand on the steering wheel, and made a quiet gesture to the three people. Edogawa Conan could only frown and wait for the other party to finish the call, his hair shaking in anxiety. Anfu Daming smiled and deliberately winked at him, as if he liked the smart little boy in front of him very much.

"Officer Date! That gentleman...is the gentleman who has been solving cases with you today next to you?!"

"Yes, wait a moment."

Tsukiyama Asari frowned again and took the phone handed to him by the other party. For some reason, he suddenly shook in the middle of the call and almost dropped the phone under the seat.

"Hello, I'm Tsukiyama Asari."

"Mr. Tsukiyama! The girl in the photo you provided before is not in the den! Those human traffickers all said that they didn't kidnap any children today!"

"What do you mean?!" Anfu Daming's smile froze on his face, and half of his body was off the seat. The police officer on the other end of the phone spoke very loudly, and the space in the car was small, so he could hear it clearly. "Hello--"

He hurriedly reached out and grabbed the phone, "I, I'm his father, what do you mean he's not here?!"

"It's just... we raided all the dens reported by the human traffickers, and the girl was not there."

It's not worth it... it's not worth it!

They were clearly prepared to silence the old woman today, so why did they arrange for her to abduct the next target?

Why was there blood on the ground? It would only take a few seconds for a few traffickers to kidnap the girl. How could she have the time to leave the bloody words on the ground that could only be written when she was lying on the ground?

So many things that happened before were linked together at this moment.

How could the old man have her hairband in his hand?

...The old man wanted to attack the girl, but he did not discuss it with his accomplices in advance. No, maybe she had a premonition that she would be abandoned soon and become a pawn, so she was eager to prove her worth. It was obviously a wise choice to kidnap a beautiful girl alone.

But she was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Tsukiyama Asari, so her originally cautious behavior became impatient under this pressure. She was anxious to lead the girl away again, but the child was not stupid. She discovered the strangeness of the man during the interaction, and her hairband was pulled off when she hurriedly escaped.

Who did she meet afterwards?

A person who could make her relax her vigilance, so the girl who escaped from the monster's mouth fell into another bottomless abyss.

How desperate she was at that time.

This is what I suddenly thought of when I looked at the line of blood. Now I think about it... Why didn't I notice it at that time? !

Wait! That mark.

Before Edogawa Conan discovered the bloodstain, I accidentally saw the mark... Because there were footprints all around, I ignored the mark.

It was left by the wheel.

How can you take a child covered in wounds away without attracting attention... a suitcase.

He remembered that in the afternoon, Suemitsu Sosuke was on the back hill...

"Brother Date! Let's go to the suburbs..." When Tsukiyama shouted this, he realized that his voice was almost fuzzy, "Hurry up!"

Date Kou subconsciously turned the steering wheel to change direction, overtaking all the way and driving towards the back hill with lush trees. It was a small hill on the outskirts of the city with lush trees. Occasionally, people would come to fish, but because it had not been developed, it was rarely used as an entertainment venue.

"You hold Mr. Anfu in the car!"

After saying this, Tsukiyama Chaori slammed the car door and ran up the mountain. He followed his memory to find the place where Suemitsu Sosuke accidentally heard the noise before, and then he felt his way up the mountain inch by inch. This area was very difficult to walk on, and even the mountain road had not been stepped on by people. The mud was all over his pants and feet. Finally, he stopped at a place where the soil was a little different.

Other places could not be seen, but there were inconspicuous traces of artificial leveling at the corners. The person who leveled the land might have heard other noises at this time and left in a hurry without completing it.

Tsukiyama Chaori almost knelt on the ground, and dug the compact soil with shaking hands.