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

"That, that..."

Ikema, the handsome dark-skinned boy from the program team, asked weakly.

"That's right, do we still need to carry this body?"

Ruomu Liang:......

You two are so honest. You asked me to carry the body and you still haven’t let go until now?

"First carry it to the house on the island and find a room to settle in temporarily."

Wakaki Ryo waved to the person in charge, Masao Taketomi, and asked, "If we don't go back for a long time, how long will it take for the rescue ship from the program team to arrive?"

Masao Taketomi:......

Taketomi Masao put on an embarrassed expression, "Um, actually...actually, this rehearsal was originally planned to be held yesterday, but because we could not contact a suitable ship, it was postponed to today. I am carrying it on my back this time. With the producer..."

Ruo Muliang waved his hand and asked Masao Taketomi to kneel down directly.

In short, even if there are conditions, we must go up. If there are no conditions, we must create conditions to let everyone experience the Blizzard Villa today.

"There is no signal on the mobile phone, otherwise we can call Uncle Maori directly and ask him to find someone to pick us up."

He Ye took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the signal icon with an x, showed a troubled expression, and then subconsciously touched his arm.

As night gradually fell, the temperature of the entire island continued to drop, and the two girls in swimsuits clearly felt the loss of body temperature.

Ruo Muliang reached into his backpack and took out a large jacket.

"You two girls, give it a squeeze."

She also felt cold, but she couldn't bear to say anything and took the jacket. After unfolding it, she and He Ye huddled inside the jacket, and finally felt a little warmth.

Sure enough, when something unexpected happens, reasoning madmen and the like are not as reliable as Brother Ruomu!

Speaking of signals...

Ruo Muliang, who was well prepared, took out a satellite phone from the compartment of his backpack, but there was no signal?

Ruo Muliang frowned, reasonably suspecting that this wave was not a problem with the satellite phone, so he waved in the direction of Mao Lilan.

"Xiaolan, come."

Mao Lilan obediently walked to Wakamu Ryo. As soon as he stood firm, a satellite phone was stuffed into his hand. His eyes lit up immediately and he dialed Mao Li Kogoro's number without thinking.

Ruomu Liang:......

Gee, this differential treatment could be more obvious.

"Dad! How much did you drink again?!"

Xiaolan held up the phone and began to educate her old father from a distance. She and Ye came to Xiaolan's side very much like best friends, and put half of the jacket on Xiaolan's shoulders.

Two miserable black-skinned boys carried the body and randomly found a room in the haunted house on the island that had been abandoned for who knows how long, and temporarily stored the body in it.

"Brother Ruomu, my father said that he has contacted the mayor, but the sea surface in this area is more complicated and full of reefs. You need to be very careful even when sailing during the day. It is really difficult to carry out rescue at night.

The only person with experience in crossing this reef at night is Mr. Takashi Shimochi, the captain who sent us here and then disappeared with the cruise ship.

Therefore, the fastest rescue ship will not be able to arrive until daytime tomorrow. "

Xiaolan returned the satellite phone to Ruomu Liang, and told a little apologetic news that was not very good.

Ruo Muliang nodded calmly, not surprised at all.

Then a group of people living on the desert island gathered in the hall, consciously moved chairs, and sat around the wooden table with one leg lame.

Excluding Ruo Muliang, the remaining people can still play two mahjong tables.

Of course, if you want to play mahjong, you may be missing some key props, so in order to advance the plot, it is very appropriate to fast forward directly to the storytelling mode.

The two dark-skinned boys on the program team are locals. Hattori Heiji mentioned that he dived into the sea area where Ie Taira once swam and saw a rusty and broken anchor on the seabed. He checked the time. About four or five years ago.

As qualified tool men, the two brothers immediately told everyone what had happened on the island in detail.

"Five years ago, the mayor's only daughter, Miss Xiaodu, was kidnapped. A year later, a gang of robbers broke into the mayor's house and stole their family heirlooms. According to the housekeeper of the mayor's house at the time, He said that the bandit gang was the same group that kidnapped Miss Xiaodu a year ago.

The mayor seemed to have chosen to spend money to keep both of these matters private, so the police never caught anyone. However, after that, there seemed to be no news about either Miss Xiaodu or the heirloom of the mayor's family. "

Program manager Masao Taketomi also sighed.

"Our mayor is also a poor man. When the kidnapping occurred, his wife had just passed away. And a year later, when a gang of robbers broke into the mayor's house, they killed their maid. The only The housekeeper simply quit his job out of fear.

Not long after, another body was found on this uninhabited island under the jurisdiction of the mayor..."

When Conan and Hattori heard this, they glanced at Wakamu Ryo subconsciously.

This series of encounters with the mayor gave me a strong sense of déjà vu for some reason.

Ruo Muliang ignored the looks of the two death gods and took out biscuits, bread, chocolate and drinks from his backpack, and piled them in front of the two girls.

"Let's make do with it for dinner."

"Thank you Ruomu!"

Hattori Heiji:?

"Brother Ruomu, why don't you share it with me and Conan?"

Ruo Muliang squinted at the black-skinned detective and made an exaggerated questioning sound: "Ah, so you detectives need to eat?

I thought that as long as there was a case, you would be able to fill your stomachs with just a few breaths of wind. Otherwise, my girlfriend wouldn’t just throw it away every time she sees a corpse. "

Conan:  …

Hattori Heiji:……

Of course, Heye and Xiaolan are still kind-hearted. Although the snacks Ruomu Liang brought are not very many, it is still okay for everyone to share a little bit to temporarily fill their stomachs.

After you’ve eaten and drank enough, it’s time to start making trouble~

Wakamu Ryo took out the drawing board from his backpack and skillfully began to draw line drafts for Amuro...er, the heroine in the high-slit priest's robe.

【Hattori】

Hattori Heiji raised his head and looked around in confusion, then touched his nose in confusion,

Why did I seem to hear someone calling my name just now?

【Hattori! 】

Hattori Heiji:? ? ?

He looked at Kazuye who was chatting with Xiaolan, Wakamu Ryo who was drawing, and Conan who was thinking at his feet. He looked around, but he didn't find out who was calling his name.

Moreover, it was as if they didn't hear the sound.

【Hattori! ! ! 】

This time the sound was a little clearer and seemed to come from the foyer.

Hattori Heiji frowned, stood up and walked towards the door, intending to find out.

Beside the door, Kudo Shinichi, wearing a school uniform with most of his face hidden in the darkness, was waving to Hattori Heiji.

Hattori immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Oh, it turned out to be Kudo. You should have told me earlier. You kid is so mysterious...

Hattori Heiji's steps suddenly stopped.

Kudo Shinichi?

Edogawa Conan?

Hattori Heiji turned around and looked at Conan who was meditating at the table, which was said to be the wooden board that had been erected next to the unnamed body a year ago and read "The princess sleeps in A instead of B".

He raised his head again and looked at the figure standing at the door, waving to him. He looked like a pale version of Kudo Shinichi.

Fa, what happened? ? ?

Hattori Heiji felt like he was torn apart for a moment.

On the side, Wakamu Ryo was writing and drawing on the drawing board. Qing Mimi raised her eyelids and looked at the mailbox in Osaka, which was doubtful about life.

Conan and Xiaolan have been a bit miserable these past two days. Even if they are as thick as corgis, they probably need to be raised well. Therefore, tonight's victim is decided to be you, black chicken!

After all, on such an uninhabited island, it is normal for a ghost to appear in the middle of the night.