【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

"what!!!!"

The soprano surround sound of Kazuha and Ran instantly summoned Hattori Heiji, Conan and all the police who were still at the scene of the charred corpse to investigate for clues.

After eating the dessert recommended by He Ye, Ruo Muliang and the two girls held umbrellas and prepared to meet the detectives who were obsessed with solving the case. He held an umbrella, looked at the two smiling girls beside him, and sighed.

It seems that after so many years in time, I always go out with other people's girlfriends.

Um? Someone else's girlfriend?

Why does something seem to be wrong?

Just as they were thinking this, when they walked to the bridge, they suddenly saw another person standing in front of them who didn't like to hold an umbrella on rainy days. He held a lighter and burned it on himself, and then he carried it into the river under the bridge. .

The two girls immediately rushed to the handrail of the bridge, but only saw the body floating in the river.

Ruo Muliang followed them, and as soon as he reached the position beside the handrail and stood still, he heard a crunching sound, and the part of the bridge where he was standing collapsed, including the handrail. Ruo Muliang's feet were empty and he almost followed the footsteps of the old man in front of him and fell into the water.

Xiaolan and Heye exclaimed at the same time, reaching out to the left and right to grab Ruo Muliang who was falling, and pulled him back to a safe area on the bridge.

-80 Seeing that his own daughter had already taken action, he was afraid of affecting innocent people, so he stopped with a curse.

The detectives and police who were summoned quickly surrounded the entire bridge and fished the bodies out of the river.

The deceased was the only female member of that cos tour group, Katagiri Maho.

Ruo Muliang looked at the river thoughtfully.

If he read it correctly, just below him, when the broken bridge debris hit the river, there seemed to be a lot of red traces floating on the water, which were quickly dispersed by the river water.

He was still somewhat impressed by the methods used in this case.

The murderer first invited Maho Katagiri to the bridge, and then killed her by hitting her head with a heavy object. After throwing the body into the river, he poured a lot of oil on her coat.

Then he put on a coat similar to that of the deceased and waited on the bridge. When the witness passed by, he directly lit his coat on fire, making the illusion of self-immolation, and then threw the lighter onto the body under the bridge, igniting the body. He put on the lamp oil and then jumped into the river.

When the witness ran to the railing, he could only see the body of Maho Katagiri floating in the river with his body still on fire.

The murderer had already put on a diving suit under his coat and swam away from the scene.

Therefore, when he was stabbed in the back by -80 just now, when those large pieces of gravel hit the river, they wouldn't have happened to hit a diving murderer.

Ah, what if this murderer was killed like this?

It should be considered an accident, right?

Fortunately, detectives and murderers in this world are still very tenacious. Not long after, Toshiaki Fukushima arrived in a hurry with his head wrapped in a circle of gauze, and blood was still oozing from the gauze. on site.

The first thing he saw was not the body on the ground, but the broken section on the bridge.

The expression is indescribably complicated.

Hattori Heiji and Conan were taking turns asking the two girls about what they had witnessed. They couldn't believe that Katagiri Maho committed suicide.

Please, there have been three Death Gods, how could someone commit suicide at this moment?

Hattori Heiji didn't believe in evil, so he threw away his umbrella and threw himself on the body covered by a tarpaulin, pulling at the collar of the body in an attempt to find any trace of homicide.

So what? The deceased was a woman after all. Isn’t this a bit...

Wakagi Ryo was obviously not the only one who felt that this was not a good idea. Hattori Heizo, who had appeared at the scene at some point, also couldn't bear to see his son doing it in broad daylight... well, in the dark...

In short, it's okay to dislike it. I don't need a reason to beat my son.

He picked up Hattori Heiji's collar and punched Heiji hard on the cheek.

Well, listen to the heavy collision and look at Heiji's body being knocked two meters away.

Even if you are not your own child, you cannot do this.

Wakamu Ryo helped up Hattori Heiji who was lying on the ground, and caught a small bag of various colors that flew out from Heiji.

Um?What is this?

He squeezed it and found that most of the bag was empty, except for what seemed to be a small round bead at the bottom.

Ah, does this trip to Osaka come with a theatrical version?

Over there, Hattori Heizo opened one eye and looked down at Hattori Heiji.

"You have to choose the right place when you get carried away, Heiji. You should know how much trouble it will cause in collecting evidence if the scene is destroyed?"

Mouri Kogoro raised his hand, trying to be a peacemaker. After seeing Hattori Heizo's cold face, he silently took two steps back.

There was nothing I could do. I had been a policeman for so many years. I was shocked by Hattori Heizou's aura, and instantly recalled the fear of being dominated by my boss.

"This kid's trick is not investigating the case at all, it's just causing trouble. In short, we don't need a layman like you here. Hurry up and disappear before my eyes."

Hattori Heizo then characterized the incident as suicide in a few words and left the scene of the crime with a large force.

Does Hattori Heizo not know what kind of character his son is?

Of course it's impossible, he's an old fox.

However, Hattori Heizo, who had already identified the murderer a long time ago and also wanted to capture the boss of a hidden gangster group (that old man) in the tour group, his original intention was of course to provoke his stubborn son and let him He dove in to investigate the case, and then followed Hei Chan to catch the mantis.

After all, there is a saying that goes well, you can’t bear to let Heiji trap the wolf, Amuro Tohru, are you right?

Amuro Toru smiled and nodded.

Sure enough, after the police and onlookers had mostly dispersed, Hattori Heiji touched the bruises on his face and snorted coldly.

"The more he forbids me to do it, the more I want to do it. I have to find out the murderer in front of him!"

The black chicken's face didn't look like he was hit by his father at all, but was still full of fighting spirit.

Ruo Muliang nodded with satisfaction, he liked this kind of little leek who was always full of fighting spirit...well, a hot-blooded young man.

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Wakamu Ryo drove up Conan and Heiji's live broadcast room and watched the two detectives, one big and one small, sneaking behind Mr. Arihiro from the bad house and arriving at an abandoned factory.

The old man held an umbrella, opened the door of a certain factory and walked in.

The two detectives who had basically figured out the truth whispered for a while and finally decided on the battle plan.

It's over for being reckless.

Hattori Heiji took the lead, and Conan followed behind him holding a watch-shaped tranquilizer gun, always ready to be the sixth.

As a result, Lao Liu didn't take it seriously. Conan himself was grabbed by a black hand extending from behind and left the battlefield first.

Wakamu Ryo opened a pack of shredded squid, opened a can of juice, and moved the pillow. It was extremely comfortable to watch a movie in the guest room of Heiji's house.

So, Mr. Conan, do you really not consider asking the doctor to install a black technology rearview mirror for you?

How many times has this been attacked from behind?

But the little short legs that are all over the screen are very cute, and I kind of want to play with Corgi.

On the other side, after finishing his reasoning, Hattori Heiji was surrounded by a group of gunmen brought by the old man.

Hattori Heiji instinctively made a defensive posture and silently counted the number of people on the opposite side.

Seven men, seven guns.

He glanced calmly at a physics holy sword on the ground not far from him. It would make sense to have such a thing in an abandoned factory.

Brother Ruomu had given himself a smoke bomb before. If he used the smoke bomb to delay time and then rushed over to pick up the crowbar, it would only take about five seconds.

He had just memorized the positions of everyone on the opposite side, and while the smoke bomb lasted, it was not impossible for him to go over and kill 3-4 people.

And when the line of sight is unclear, the opponent may not dare to shoot indiscriminately. After all, the probability of hitting one of your own is much greater than the probability of hitting the enemy.

A confident smile appeared on Hattori's face.

This time, I have the advantage.

He took out the smoke bomb that had been stuffed in his pocket and smashed it to the ground. Soon, a shit-green smoke enveloped everyone present.

"Hattori... Heiji you, you yue, you don't respect martial ethics, you yue... yue, you actually threw shit on the spot... ugh!"

Hattori Heiji:! ! ! ! !

What about the smoke bombs you promised? ? ? ! ! !

yue~