The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"I actually ran so far away..."

After glancing at the other police car following them, Mouri Kogoro still muttered a little.

No matter what, this murderer was armed with a gun. He came to this mountain road with a group of children to hunt down a murderer with a gun...

"Fortunately, it rained." Officer Otaki breathed a sigh of relief as he stepped on the brakes. "If it hadn't rained, he might have escaped on such a complicated route."

Following the ruts on the muddy ground, they followed Yusuke Sakata to the trail in front of the waterfall. The dark cabin not far away was washed away by the rain, like a deep cave, and it was difficult to see what was inside.

"His car is parked here. Let me go ahead and look for it. Sorry, I will arrange for others to take you back as soon as possible." Opening the car door, Officer Otaki hurriedly walked to the trunk, took out his raincoat and flashlight, and walked towards the trail. go.

"Officer Sakata, he is actually the murderer..." Toyama and Ye lowered their heads, feeling very complicated.

In her impression, this subordinate of her father and Heiji's father was gentle and honest, serious about work, and a pretty good person.

It turns out that such a good gentleman actually killed four people one after another, and the reason seemed to be related to the death of his family...

"Yeah, I really can't tell." Mao Lilan saw Yuan Shan and Ye's slumped back, carefully reached out and patted her shoulder.

Yuan Shan and Ye straightened their backs because of her touch, glanced at Mao Lilan warily, and pulled away slightly: "Don't think that if you please me, I will allow you to have sex... Let’s keep an eye on that brat first.”

"Eh?" Mao Lilan was stunned, turned her head, and saw that the car door on this side had been pushed open, and Conan, who was supposed to be sitting next to her, had disappeared.

"What's the situation?" Stepping on the slippery grass, Otaki walked with difficulty to the police officers who were searching the vehicle.

"There is no one in the car. Someone just went in and looked around the house, but no one was seen." The police officer closed the car door and wiped the rain off his face. "Has he run into the mountains? "

"No, it's unlikely." Hattori Heiji's voice sounded from behind them.

"Besides, he is probably not the only one in the cabin." Conan, who followed closely, continued.

"These are things found nearby, product packaging bags from five days ago, convenience store receipts from three days ago... These are some fragments that have not been burned." Hattori Heiji took out the items he found.

"And this, a bento box from a convenience store. The tasting period is today. It's impossible for someone to come to a place like this and eat lunch every day, right?" Conan also had something in his hand that he found.

"What do you mean..." Officer Otaki looked back and forth between the two of them, and finally chose to look at Hattori Heiji.

This kind of thing is too strange to look at a primary school student seriously.

"I suspect that Numabuchi Kiichiro is being imprisoned here." Hattori Heiji gave his answer solemnly, "That's why he drove to this place specifically. It's impossible for him to do anything to Councilor Goji. Then he only has this last enemy left to deal with.”

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Lightly hooked into the corner of the roof, Curaçao, dressed in pitch black, was like a dexterous spider, clinging silently to the corner, staring at Kiichiro Numabuchi from the darkness and the man squatting in front of him with an uncertain expression.

After staying in the dark attic for a long time, her eyes had adapted to this environment, and she was just waiting for the movement from the outside world to stir up her cobwebs.

"There are no traces of any footprints..."

"He came earlier than us. Maybe it has been washed away by the rain."

"It doesn't look like anyone lives here, the dust is very thick..."

The movement below gradually came, and she silently observed that the man whose expression had changed for a long time exhaled a breath, stretched out his hand to pull up the dazed Numabuchi Kiichiro from the ground.

He clenched the thing in his hand, put the precious thing in his pocket, and pulled the unresponsive Numabuchi Kiichiro towards the entrance of the attic.

"Here, there are traces of soil here..." Hattori Heiji, who walked around the hut, quickly found the traces. Just as he was about to continue observing, there was a sound from the wooden board above them.

Otaki, who was on guard, turned his head and pointed at the place where the sound came from with his gun and flashlight.

"It's me." Yusuke Sakata replied with a very calm and calm tone, "Please help me, it's not convenient for me to pull Numabuchi down alone."

"...You really locked up Numabuchi Kiichiro here." Otaki looked solemn, but still motioned to the police officers on both sides to pick him up.

"If I don't come over, he might starve to death here... Maybe it's a good thing for him." His tone became calm and indifferent. Sakata Yusuke watched the skinny and skeleton-like Numabuchi Kiichiro being beaten by several people. He took it and stepped down along the beam.

Curacao narrowed his eyes and stepped silently on the floor.

The rotten wooden board was fragile and damp. She accurately stepped on a relatively stable position according to the position she remembered, lowered her center of gravity, and silently approached the exit of the attic.

As soon as he stepped on the window sill and landed on the ground, Sakata Yusuke was quickly subdued by the vigilant police officers and cuffed his hands. Naturally, no one noticed the opened attic exit.

Curacao observed for a moment, then quickly approached the bedside, silently set up his gun, passed through the crosshairs, and aimed firmly at Kiichiro Numabuchi.

She was also curious about what would happen next.

What is the basis for Kumail's prophecy-like arrangement, or did Kumail already perform some kind of hypnosis or suggestion on the mentally broken Numa Yuan during the period of her absence?

She didn't want to hurt this group of people, and asked her to knock down everyone present. She also specifically asked her not to miss the elementary school student who was only as high as her legs. This was really...

Forget it, don't bother with mental illness.

Holding his breath, Curacao raised his gun and waited for the next development.

"Conan, Conan!" Mao Lilan, who ran to the house in the rain, saw the primary school student standing in the house, frowned and walked in the door, "You run around again. It's very dangerous in such a heavy rain!"

"Well, I just..." The serious look on Conan's face suddenly collapsed as he was dragged over, and he glanced at Hattori Heiji awkwardly.

"Hey, stand up straight! Numabuchi!" Officer Otaki, who handcuffed Numabuchi Kiichiro with his own hands, saw that the other party didn't give any feedback, sat crookedly on the ground, and yelled at him to pull him up.

Numabuchi Kiichiro didn't react at all. He stood up in the direction of his strength and muttered something.

What is he saying……

Officer Otaki frowned and leaned closer, trying to hear what the other person was saying.

During this gap, Numabuchi Kiichiro suddenly grabbed a sharp knife from the pile of old things on the ground. Like an explosion, he suddenly broke away from the restraints of the police officers on both sides and rushed forward.

What stood between him and the exit was Conan, who was standing there allowing Mao Lilan to inspect and wipe away the rain for him.

Curacao, who was always paying attention to him, was condescending and saw the whole process clearly, and was secretly shocked.