Ke Yan People In the World of Ke Xue

the next day.

The sky was still dark, and the heavy rain overnight caused some electrical facilities on the island to fail.

Eirahara Mansion.

Several white candles were lit in the room for illumination.

The cell phone's signal is intermittent.

In order to communicate with the outside world, Ye Geng half squatted in front of a radio, and while helping a few old fishermen debug, he also passed on some different emergency maintenance knowledge.

Conan stood aside to steal the teacher.

Hear the constant exclamations and thanks.

Hattori Heiji, who was wearing a dark autumn school uniform, stood quietly and seemed to be waiting for the opening, but he was actually gathering information on Mermaid Island.

"It's much more convenient now...Young man, thank you so much!"

"You're welcome." Ye Geng said.

"Well, I just don't know when I can go to sea."

The voices of the other guests were heard one after another.

"Yeah, it seems that the wind and waves at sea have never stopped. Of course, it is much smaller than last night..."

"It's so nerve-racking, when will the police come?"

"Wait until noon at the earliest."

"..."

"Hey, you two stinky brats, remember not to make trouble," Maori Kogoro came over after signing his name on the roster, and said, "Learn more and be more calm."

"Yes Yes..."

Heiji and Conan agreed with each other, then followed behind a certain tool man and walked into the mourning hall to prepare incense.

"Mr. Mori, you're here..."

Shimabukuro Junhui has been paying attention to the movement in the Japanese room, and seeing these detectives, she quickly got up and came over to say hello.

"Yeah, that..." Mouri Kogoro said in a low voice, "Mr. Mencius didn't seem to have gone home last night. Did he come to the mourning hall early in the morning?"

"He was already here when I came here," said Shimabukuro Junhui. "However, he must have been haunting tourists at an izakaya last night."

"All night? What a bad alcoholic..."

Mouri Kogoro muttered in a low voice, then looked around the mourning hall left and right, "Strange? Why didn't I see Miss Naoko..."

"Eh? I remember she wrote her name on the roster." Shimabukuro Junhui's heart tightened.

Could it be that the mermaid has already started...

"Junhui, come here, I have something to tell you..."

At this time, the black and strong young man suddenly came over, and there was a trace of unease in his tone.

"Ah..." Shimabukuro Junhui was about to nod subconsciously, and suddenly remembered the email sent to her by the 'Merman-sama' this morning:

[Besides the content of revenge, there is no need to hide other things. 】

She changed the subject and said, "Lu Lang, if you have anything to say, just say it here. Mr. Maori and the others are trustworthy people."

"That's right, kid!" Kogoro Mori said righteously immediately: "If you find a clue, please tell me this famous detective!"

"This... well..."

Fukuyama Lulang hesitated for a moment, and his eyes fell on the drunk-looking Men Xie Benzo, "I just happened to see that he seems to have two 'Dugong Arrows' in his arms, so I came over and asked Jun Megumi, did the shrine make four this year?"

"Huh?" Shimabukuro Junhui's dazed expression was completely out of her own mind. She was stunned, then shook her head quickly, and said, "Impossible! Only three dugong arrows are made each year."

"Could it be..."

Mouri Kogoro's expression changed, and he completely forgot what he used to tell the detectives, one black and one small, "Don't make trouble."

He stepped forward a few steps, grabbed the collar of Men Xie Benzou, and picked it up, "Hey! You bastard, tell me what happened when you saw this!"

"You mustache... are you trying to fight, hiccup..."

The door association Benzo staggered and struggled a few times, and the two dugong arrows in his arms just slipped out and fell to the ground.

When everyone saw this scene, the expressions on their faces were also different.

In the end, Fukuyama Lulang was the first to come back to his senses. He bent down to pick up the dugong arrow on the ground, and his tone became extremely cold:

"Mr. Maori, this is the mourning hall. Let's take Mr. Door Association outside and talk!"

"Okay!" Maori Kogoro nodded.

As a result, Benzo, the door association, was held in the middle by the two of them. Even if he wanted to resist, he couldn't do it, so he had to follow him out reluctantly.

The courtyard of Eirahara's house.

After examining the dugong arrows carefully, Shimabukuro Junhui said, "Yes, these two were issued this year. You see, here are the marks made by my grandmother..."

Hattori Heiji frowned and said, "Waha, your dugong arrow..."

"I always carry it with me," Yuan Shan and Ye took out a cloth wrap from their arms, "Look, it's here..."

"So, this arrow must belong to Miss Naoko," Kogoro Mori turned his head and asked, "Tell me, Mr. Kadowaki! Why do you have two dugong arrows!"

"Bullshit... nonsense, hiccup... Of course I picked it up," Benzo of Men's Association expressed the attitude of a dead pig not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, "Anyway, it was thrown away by that woman..."

"Impossible! Naoko worships mermaids very much," Fukuyama Lurou said with a cold face, "How could she throw away the precious dugong arrow!"

"Tell me! What did you do to Miss Naoko?"

Mouri Kogoro asked: "Also, the number card you drew yesterday was obviously number 44, and the number three wooden card was drawn by Miss Shoumei. We have also confirmed this through the shrine's roster!"

"Really...really?"

Hearing this, Fukuyama Lulang was completely angry, and he raised his fist and smashed it **** Benzo's face.

Ebina Hara Sumi, Heijiang Naoko, Shimabukuro Junhui and Menkyo Saori, who is still missing.

Among these four people, although he likes Shimabukuro Junhui, who is the witch of the shrine, the remaining three, even the daughter of the drunkard in front of him, are also his playmates since childhood.

Einahara Sumi died, the door association Saori disappeared, and the arrow of Heijiang Naoko appeared in his hands again, the next one should be Junhui!

"You...you bastard, how dare you hit me!" Men Xie Benzo was sober for the most part, he stumbled to his feet and was about to rush over to fight back.

Fortunately, Hattori Heiji and Maori Kogoro were quick-witted and each stopped one, which prevented the further escalation of the conflict.

This guy is too impulsive...

Conan frowned~www.wuxiamtl.com~ suddenly noticed the cell phone that Men Xieben hid on the ground, and quickly ran over to pick it up.

For middle-aged and elderly people in their 50s, the protective measures for mobile phones are generally in the following two states:

First, when setting a digital password, '1234' is usually used perfunctorily;

Second, the password is not set at all, and the character of the picker will depend on the character of the person after it is thrown away.

Of course, after the mobile phone has evolved into a smartphone, a graphic password is added. On the premise of the second possibility, the graphic password of these people will still be set to a simple graphic such as the letter 'L' or 'Z' .

Therefore, Benzo's mobile phone is naturally no secret in Conan's eyes.

Open the tool and check the mailbox.

A certain detective looked at the message sent to Naoko Heijiang, asking him to come to Eirahara's house this morning, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Actually... is it really him?"