novelaction Chapter 165 Let's Hike Together
Chapter 165 Let's Hike Together
"He stopped the car with his bare hands?!"
Kento Toba, who had caught up with them, stared in shock at Haruya Kuromon, who was half-penetrating through the car window. He didn't even look at her.
"No, I just took advantage of the situation to destroy the traps the murderer had set up."
Pulling the handbrake, opening the car door, and Hirokazu Haruka jumped to the ground:
"The car's acceleration comes from the softened body pressing on the pedal. After the body is pushed away, the wheels will face resistance in the muddy road, so the triangular wooden block will be used to brake."
Although it was mainly his drug-modified hand strength that was contributing :P
Hattori Heiji looked down and sure enough, a wooden craft was wedged between the front wheel and the stone on the road.
So that's how it is; this effect was achieved by cleverly using physics.
...
Yeah, right! Pulling the cart is one thing, but he won't forget the punch that shattered the window! He can't exactly say he has a window breaker in his fist!
Of course, after accepting the red envelope, Hattori Heiji only dared to refute it in his heart.
Once the car door opened, the setup of the second scene was revealed:
The innkeeper, dressed as a detective, now resembled a wax figure, his body slumped stiffly in his chair, his joints unnaturally bent, and his eyes bulging out in a deathly gaze.
The dashboard in the front row was deliberately covered with a blanket, and a blast of warm air wafted out amidst the whooshing sound.
Through a handkerchief, Kuromon Haruya pressed the heater switch and confidently declared to everyone, "This is undoubtedly a murder."
"A murder?!"
Upon hearing this, the group of mystery fans visibly huddled together, whispering amongst themselves.
"Hey, ma'am, aren't you a fortune teller? Come on, try your hand at solving the case!"
"Are you all die-hard Sherlock Holmes fans? Why don't you try it yourselves!"
"The shop owner is dead, who can guarantee we won't be next..."
Looking at the group of travelers, Yoruichi Kuromon nodded with satisfaction:
No wonder they're Sherlock Holmes fans; their overall abilities when it comes to cases are completely different. They screamed in Beika Town!
So it seems that even if Conan is sick or Hattori is unreliable, we can confidently entrust the deduction to others!
Filled with concern for detective fans, Kuromon Haruya clenched her fist and encouraged them:
"If you are interested, you can use the clues I have found to conceive of the case. Maybe we can solve the case before the First Investigation Division arrives."
The culprit might be among us—this is truly a Sherlock Holmes adventure!
Mystery fans: Even though this is Tokyo, please don't describe the murder case in such a passionate tone!
They do love Sherlock Holmes and deduction, but that's not the same as loving murder! We're all normal people; who would rush to a murder scene just because they see one?
For a moment, those seeking divination looked up at the sky, those in relationships hid behind their boyfriends, and onlookers stood still, but no one stepped forward... except for the two high school students.
"Wait a minute, aren't you a suspect too?"
Seeing that he was about to begin the investigation, Toba stepped in to stop him:
“Mr. Kuromon, you’re not a professional either, are you? Hattori-kun is a high school student, so it’s not really appropriate for you either. Since everyone is a suspect, why don’t we preserve the scene as it is and wait for the police to investigate?”
Heiji Hattori: What did a high school student do to you?
Toba Kento smirked: "Anyway, the phone has been smashed. When it's late at night and everyone's asleep, I can use that device to commit another crime!"
"So, there shouldn't be any problem with him being a police consultant, right?"
After a moment's thought, Kuromon Haruya took out her wallet and picked out a brand-new, laminated paper certificate from a stack of supermarket coupons:
"I am Haruya Kuromon, an official consultant certified by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. A murder has been confirmed, and I request your cooperation in the preliminary investigation."
"Ms. Iwai, could you please go with Hattori to retrieve the phone and call the police? It would be safer for two people to go together."
Maid Iwai stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, sir!"
Toba Kento was instantly terrified, trying to deny it, "I've never heard of such a thing, who knows if it's true or not..."
"How could I not have heard of it!"
Ms. Oki blushed and pushed her boyfriend away, her eyes full of admiration. She pulled out a notepad and said, "So you're the officer who quoted Sherlock Holmes in the kidnapping case! Can I get your autograph?"
"The media is exaggerating."
Taking the pen, Kuromon Haruya glanced casually at Toba beside him:
The moment the man produced his identification, he exuded a strong murderous intent.
Regardless of whether he is the murderer in this case, that feeling... is something that only someone with blood on their hands could do.
With his girlfriend undermining him, Toba could only force a smile: "I remember now! It's great to have a reliable person here! Please make sure you get to the bottom of this, officer."
......
After restoring and arranging the scene and the body, everyone returned to the temporarily safe hotel.
"The victim had obvious ligature marks on his neck, and the lividity at the wound site had become very obvious. There were no signs of struggle or fighting on his body."
The body had reached the maximum rigor mortis stage and was gradually subsiding. Due to the cold winter temperatures and the influence of the car's air conditioning, the time of death could not be determined at this time.
Listing the clues on the blackboard, Kuromon Haruya pushed up his glasses with the heel of his hand holding the chalk, his gaze sharp as he looked at the broken mechanical parts on the table:
"According to Ms. Iwai and Hattori, all the cell phones stored in the boss's room were damaged, while the books were intact. The only lost items were my camera and the first edition of the Blood Letter Research."
The fuel tanks and batteries of the vehicles in the garage had also been deliberately punctured.
"In other words, having lost all means of communication, we are on an isolated island deliberately created by the prisoners!" Hattori concluded solemnly, a look of gravity on his face.
In this isolated, blizzard-swept manor-like case, they will be utterly helpless…
"Ah, that's not it."
Seeing how nervous he was, Kuromon Haruya patted him on the shoulder to comfort him:
"Actually, it's not far from the nearest town. Although the route is a bit rugged, it only takes about three hours to walk. I have experience with that."
Hattori Heiji felt his pent-up doubts about to overflow: What do you need this kind of experience for?
Conan did connect that line to something, but it wasn't a pleasant memory:
"Brother Heimen, let's forget about how you got lost in the forest after chasing the real culprit and had to hike over a hill to call the police. What if you get lost again?"
I hiked through a deep mountain!
The legendary advisor was instantly filled with admiration.
Kuromon looks out the window at night:
A gust of cold wind swept past the window, and the lonely mountain path disappeared into the darkness... Well, it certainly looked like you could get lost.
"Then... I'll take you all with me?"