Regardless of Kurosawa's task of sweeping the floor is the easiest, in fact, he spends the most time in the crowd.

No way, it's super tedious work for road idiots who don't know the direction to go to a specific location.

It took Kurosawa three minutes to find a locker with a straight line and get the broom, but he was sad not to know how to go in the backyard, so when he wandered to the living room, he met Doi Tucker and Kuroda Naoko who were putting the dishes, and after their guidance, he finally found the direction.

But when I arrived at my destination, it was three minutes later.

"Why is this holiday cottage so big!"

Even if it's so big, it's still extensible, do you know that it's easy to make people dizzy?

He misses the days in the United States so much, and if he sees a wall that is not pleasing to the eye, he will just blow it up, and he can go to the end!

It's like in Japan, you don't even have basic freedom in life! You can't even walk comfortably!

Kurosawa sighed and shook his head as he used the broom as an oversized pen to play with all sorts of dazzling tricks between his fingers, and those who didn't know thought he was juggling rather than sweeping the floor.

Fortunately, his brain convulsions only lasted for three or four seconds before stopping, otherwise it would really make people feel the urge to beat people.

However, in fact, his action of turning the broom was not for nothing, but the top of the backyard was a little silver for some reason, and if he walked over it seriously, he might have tripped over, in this case, it was better to use this special skill to pass through unharmed without turning the corner.

Standing on the silvery snow, Kurosawa looked up and down with a little surprise.

It's a bit weird here.

From his vantage point, the two stout trunks directly opposite him had been shot into the arrows with small holes in their ends, through which the slender fishing line was cut through them, stretching almost exactly like the two sails that had spread out on the masts of the yacht, and even the slight gap in the middle was exactly the same.

It's like a simple cable.

No, there are people sliding through the central cable.

Kurosawa looked up at Hamano, the man in the suit, who was getting closer and closer, and sighed involuntarily.

"Recently, magicians have become more and more proficient at playing, and their minds are incredible, and they can even think of this kind of magic trick, it seems that I used to underestimate Mr. Hamano, and I thought he would only play some tricks......"

But what's wrong?

Kurosawa tilted his head slightly, clasped his chin and thought thoughtfully for a moment.

Mr. Hamano actually put the cable through the belt buckle and came lying sideways?

If you do this, you won't be afraid of the derangement of the bones in your body, and even if you are not afraid, you should feel a lot of pain, right?

But contrary to common sense, Hamano has a blank face, and he doesn't seem to care about these at all, this is not a normal person's reaction at all, right?

The eyes bulged, the blood vessels constricted, the face stiffened, the limbs tingled, these conditions were so wrong that it was like a person was dead...... It's like dead...... Alas?

Kurosawa's pupils contracted violently in an instant, turning into a line of cat's eyes.

And at this moment, Hamano's body fell from the top of the cable to the ground, and he happened to lie flat in front of Kurosawa Gin, a lilac strangulation mark was clearly visible in the throat, his pupils were dilated, and his expression was painful, obviously he had been strangled to death before he put down the cable.

How could it be......

Kurosawa Silver looked at Mr. Hamano who was lying on the ground in amazement, his brows instinctively tangled together, and he suddenly raised his head and looked up along the cable, trying to find clues about the murderer, but he didn't expect to see it, but he was stunned.

On the balcony of Hamano's room, Tanaka held a cross bow and shot an arrow into the sky, but she didn't expect that the corner of her eye suddenly caught a glimpse of his figure, and at this time she also looked at him with a look of surprise and panic, and opened her mouth to explain something, but at this moment, any verbal justification was powerless, and she stopped.

I didn't expect Tanaka to do such a thing......

He should have known earlier, if he had known earlier that Tanaka's purpose in trapping them here was to kill people, he would not have caused this tragedy.

Kurosawa Silver didn't know why Tanaka hated Hamano and carefully set up this game, but he knew that with Conan's overly smart brain, Tanaka would definitely end up in prison, which was a pity.

His eyebrows were slightly covered with frost and snow, and he was silent.

"Kurosawa, aren't you going to dial 110?" Tanaka on the balcony stood in place in a daze for a while, but saw Kurosawa Silver still standing in place silent, slightly stunned, and couldn't help frowning lightly, and asked softly.

"Why should I call 110?" Startled by Tanaka's words, Kurosawa Gin's focus reconverged, and he looked up with a chuckle and cast his gaze.

His attitude was not as righteous and indignant as Tanaka had imagined, and after a short period of shock, his expression returned to his original indifference, so indifferent that it was almost impossible to imagine that he had stumbled into a murder scene, and even the voice of the question seemed calm.

"I killed him. Tanaka stared closely into Kurosawa's eyes and spat out four words word by word.

At the same time, in the calm voice of the two of them, as if chatting casually, her fingers inadvertently pulled the trigger of the crossbow and shot an arrow at the forest in the distance.

Incredibly, the fishing line on the arrow stuck in the trunk of the tree fell off in an instant, and the fishing line floating in the snow disappeared into the depths of the forest with her arrow.

"I know. Kurosawa nodded earnestly, looked at Hamano lying on the ground, and then at the crossbow in Tanaka's hand, "Moreover, I know that you are now camouflaging the murder scene, a wonderful magic show that can achieve a complete crime without leaving footprints." ”

"Then you, what are you going to do if you bump into my murder scene?" Tanaka's tone was slightly teasing, and he also had no consciousness of being a murderer, and his voice was brisk, as if he was out of the matter.

Kurosawa Silver glanced up at Tanaka and smiled, then lowered his head and hurriedly moved back and forth, and when he returned to the same place, he had two more arrows in his hand, and there were small holes drilled at the ends, apparently the two special arrows that Tanaka had shot into the trunk of the tree not long ago.

"Not very good. Kurosawa held an arrow in one hand and held it up, "In my opinion, this is nothing more than an extraordinarily gorgeous magic trick." It's a pity that this magic trick is still a little insufficient, do you need me to help you eliminate the evidence? If you can serve the beautiful woman and eliminate the evidence, I will be glad. ”

Play with the hand of the arrow and play with it in all kinds of tricks.

"After all...... It's a special thing, and you can't walk over and take it away, so it's an inevitable flaw. He said, raising his knee and pushing the arrow upward, trying to cut it in two, "So, how about I get rid of it?"

"Wait a minute, you can't do this, put it back!"

Tanaka's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his voice and screamed, trying to stop him from doing this.

Kurosawa Silver was stunned for a moment, and instinctively stopped what he was doing: "What, don't you want to destroy this evidence?"