69novels Chapter 692 Good place, huh?
Chapter 692 Good place, huh?
"You mean... Xianhe..."
"I'm not sure, but..."
He Ye said this with some hesitation.
Xiaolan, who was standing aside, looked rather serious.
Hattori and Conan stood there in disbelief, and it took them a long while to come to their senses.
Hattori unconsciously raised his hand to cover his neck and smiled stiffly:
"Haha, how is it possible... You must have seen it wrong... How could that guy do such a thing?"
"Heiji! There's no way I could be wrong about that kind of wound!"
He Ye interrupted the other party's self-deception and raised his hand to measure the curvature and length of the wound on his neck.
"The scratches from here to here are diagonally upwards. If they were not caused by himself, then he could only have been attacked. But who could possibly come and attack him here?
Moreover, Xianhe said that it was caused by his own fall, which is obviously a lie!"
A more precise description.
The neck, which had no wounds at all, seemed to suddenly feel a phantom pain, and the palm covering it tightened even more.
Conan at the side caught a little information from Kazuha's words:
"Sister Heye, did you just say that Brother Xianhe lied?"
"Ah? Well, because when Xiaolan and I asked him, he actually said that he got like this when he fell."
But how is that possible?
If he really fell like that, how could it be possible that only the neck was injured?
The two detectives looked at each other, turned around and walked out tacitly.
He Ye blinked blankly when he saw this:
"Hey, where are you going? Are you going to look for that Xianhe guy?"
"Ah, but there's one problem we need to solve first."
"what is the problem?"
Conan opened the door and said:
"Of course, we should go to the room where Brother Xianhe just stayed and take a look at the so-called crime scene."
Whether it was intentional or accidental, you will know once you see it.
Although the possibility that the other party faked the scene cannot be ruled out.
However, the time it takes for blood to dry up is not deceiving.
Plus, the other party probably has no time to take care of the placement of items in the room...
The two detectives walking in the corridor one after the other were silent and looked solemn.
Absolutely, just an accident, right?
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The paper sliding door in the room did not close.
Someone who was in a hurry to go out must have forgotten to turn it off.
Hattori and Conan, who were standing at the door, looked at the slightly messy scene in the house and could roughly imagine Yun Xianhe's actions at that time.
After waking up, I sat up, and then rushed out subconsciously after hearing Xiaolan and the others screaming...
Hattori, who was the first to step into the house, muttered quietly:
"That guy is obviously sick..."
Reaction, explosive power, speed... are still beyond ordinary people.
Xiaolan and the others said that it probably took no more than 5 seconds from the time they saw the demon dog screaming in fear to the time they saw Yun Xianhe appear.
Looking at the bedding that was obviously squeezed into a ball because the owner was in a hurry to get up, Hattori imitated the action slightly.
“…That’s quite exaggerated.”
"found it."
Conan lifted a corner of the quilt through a handkerchief and pointed at the glass fragments buried inside.
"I think Xiaolan and the others brought it here specially to prevent him from being thirsty when he wakes up? Wow..."
In the opened quilt, there were glass shards mixed with blood and clumped together with the quilt.
The two people stretched out the entire quilt and silently stared at the pattern that looked like a crime scene, and fell into a brief silence.
"Will the cup break if it falls on the tatami?"
"…I am more inclined to believe that Brother Xianhe used too much force to crush it."
"……real or fake?"
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Moon on treetops.
The brave man wearing heavy clothes squatted in front of the grass in the courtyard and used his camera to take pictures of the traces of burning grass.
"The distance is the same... the burning error is not much... was that a real dog just now?"
The hero who was calculating various values raised his eyebrows slightly.
"This murderer is not rigorous at all. When an animal runs, the impact force of the front and back paws is completely different, and the distance between them should not be the same."
[Master, I don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder that forces me to pursue reality. Besides, it's just a demon dog, so it doesn't matter if we run the same distance.]
Hearing this, Yun Xianhe shrugged helplessly:
"Just think of me as having obsessive compulsive disorder."
Yun Xianhe followed the footprints all the way from the yard to the back door, looked at the dark forest outside, and sniffed his nose.
His blocked nasal cavity made his voice muffled:
"It seems that it only came in from here and didn't go out from here. What do you think if I trace the source now..."
[There is a high probability that those guys will think that you have gone to another place to commit suicide. ]
I get a headache whenever I think of Yun Xianhe.
But if he were to go back now and face the Shura-like situation...
The brave man stood there for a while, then took out a portable notebook from the space and wrote and drew on the paper.
Then he tore it off, pierced it with a paper cutter, and forced it to the wooden door panel.
After doing all this, Yun Xianhe admired it for a while, then took out a high-power flashlight from his bag without hesitation and walked out of the yard.
"Just leave a note."
Why not text?
“Because I didn’t bring my cell phone.”
[But sir, our system console,...ah - I understand. ]
The brave man took off his glasses and was using the light of a flashlight to identify footprints and dog paw prints on the ground.
Seeing that 113 had figured it out, he couldn't help but smile:
"You can't send text messages without a mobile phone--"
【You are right! 】
Everyone laughed and glossed over the matter.
A common method of short-term escape from reality.
"113 Look! Such a big paw print!"
[The dog was about 80cm tall, an adult dog, and the rags on its body were sewn with poor craftsmanship.]
113, who was analyzing the images using the system's built-in recording function, made casual comments.
Yun Xianhe, who was following the footprints, smiled and said in a low voice:
"I feel like it doesn't want to see me."
[Big Dad, your voice is enough to give it nightmares for a long time. By the way, Big Dad, have you tried to turn into something else? ]
"Ok?"
[That is, isn't the cornerstone the core of the world? Logically speaking, you should be able to change into any form, right? ]
It doesn't matter whether it's living or non-living things.
"Of course, but apart from the few times I saw orcs in the mission world, I prefer this look in my own world."
[Did he transform into a human form from the beginning? 】
“It started out as a stone.”
Hearing this, 113 was stunned for a moment, then he knocked his head and smiled foolishly:
[Yellow. 】
What else can the cornerstone be if not stone?
The footprints on the ground became lighter and lighter.
Yun Xianhe, who had been walking all the way, rubbed his aching brows and put his glasses back on.
The trees in front of us were sparse and it looked like we had reached the edge of the woods.
Looking at the grass and a small lake not far away, Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows slightly.
“What a great place.”
The flashlight swept over, and the beautiful lake instantly turned into a dark swamp.
"..."
[I don’t think this is a beautiful place…]
"Let's go around for a bit."
Blame it on the stuffy nose.
Since I couldn't smell anything, I subconsciously mistook the pool of dark stuff for a bottomless pond.
After looking around, the brave man finally set his sights on the small wooden house opposite.
Yun Xianhe rubbed his chin and said confidently:
"I think that's where the treasure is."