Chapter Twenty-Three: A Game That No One Can Trust
"There's no way back for you, the magic I've cast is working, and the race will begin when one of you screams. Remember, there is a computer in the room on the fourth floor of the central tower, and if the person who finds the treasure enters the location of the treasure into the computer, I will keep my promise to give him half of the treasure and tell him how to escape from here. ”
As the model finished playing his words tirelessly, a scream rang out.
It's Motegi, a detective in the prime of life who dares to fight the mafia. "Ah~~~~" He stood up painfully and grabbed his chin with both hands, slowly turned his gaze to the woman and child sitting together, and after seeing the worry on Xiaolan's face and a trace of fear, he laughed: "Hey, just kidding." ”
Guntian, who was next to him and raised his heart to his throat, also breathed a sigh of relief: "What a bad uncle." However, if you talk about deathmatch, you have to agree with me. ”
"That's right, I'm quitting. Motegi agrees with Gunda: "I'm not interested in this kind of boring treasure hunting game at all. ”
Just as Motegi was about to walk out of the door, Ogami suddenly locked his throat very uncomfortably, and collapsed without a few struggles. That sense of realism, the acting skills of Motegi, whether it is a low roar ** or a fallen posture.
"Hey, no one will be fooled the second time, uncle!" Motegi walked towards where Okami had fallen.
At the same time, Matsuda and Hakuba also walked to Ogami's corpse together, and Kogoro also stood up, and only Chima, the famous detective on this side, did not get up, but squinted at the detectives who surrounded Ogami with a strange look.
The white horse touched the artery of Da Shang's neck, and he couldn't feel his pulse at all, so he took out his pocket watch and looked at the time: "22:34:51, Da Shang wishes good and confirms death." ”
Matsuda stood behind Kogoro and Motegi: "It's really professional." ”
Gunda walked around from the other side, squatted next to Ogami, and glanced at Matsuda before looking down to check: "His lips didn't show a blue-purple reaction, and there was an almond smell peculiar to potassium cyanate in his mouth." ”
"Could it be that this uncle's black tea has been filled with potassium cyanate?" Motegi asked when he was not confident. Just kidding, he was sitting in that position just now, and after guessing the fist, Da Shang was sitting there, if the target of this mysterious master was to kill him at the beginning, then how could this matter end like this, and that guy must be found.
"No, there is no redox reaction. Chima took a 10 yuan coin and dipped it in the black tea that Ojo had drunk: "It seems that the reason is not black tea." ”
"Who knows. Matsuda looked at Ogami's corpse: "Also, it shouldn't be potassium cyanate but potassium cyanide." The minimum lethal dose of potassium cyanate is 20 grams, and there will not even be a chance of rescue. ”
"Alright, the dice have been rolled. In order to repay the detective for sacrificing his life to interpret this intellectual contest performed with his life, there is a gorgeous beginning, everyone do their best to find the treasure. The model was still reading the lines step by step.
"Bastard, what are you kidding!" said an angry Motegi stepped up and grabbed the model.
The model's head fell to the ground, and along with the head, there was a tape with wires attached to it, and the phrase "You're still alive" popped out and then went silent.
It's a cassette tape, not an announcer. Matsuda's heart suddenly felt that if he could have made up his mind earlier, then he would have been able to save Dashang even if he didn't eat. Sure enough, it is the most stupid to follow in the footsteps of others.
Moreover, since it is an audio tape, it is possible that anyone present is the mastermind behind it. Senma Descent, Gunda Ikumi, Motegi uh, Motegi What is here?Motegi Natsuki? Each of these three is possible.
Of course, the Maori father-daughter duo of the 10,000-year-old passerby plus Xiaodou Ding Conan is not, and that white horse detective, that kid will have a rivalry with Hattori in the future, of course he won't be planted this time. However, then again, is the natal life of Yue Shui before or after this incident?
Probably before, otherwise it doesn't make sense, I don't have an impression. Matsuda began to wander again.
At this time, the detectives also deduced from the current clues, the murderer's purpose was to be big from the beginning, and the murderer was likely to be among them.
They, yes, all of them, including Matsuda, would be suspected, and that's exactly what the killer wanted to do, sowing the seeds of distrust among the detectives.
When everyone walked out of the villa and saw their cars burning, their moods were different.
The biggest reaction was Maori, because his car was rented, and there was a question of compensation involved. What a heartache for a person who can't even afford to buy a car and still have to rent it to spend money to buy a car and pay for it.
"My Ferrari was also reimbursed. Gunda was very calm about this, and said unhurriedly as he watched his car burn.
This kind of indifference made Matsuda very hurt, a coroner who had resigned for a few years drove a Ferrari was enough to make people envious, jealous and hateful, and now he can be so calm, he really regards Ferrari like dung.
"My alpha. Motegi, who loves cars like a woman, has a deep but calm voice: "The big Porsche is also finished." ”
"So the Mercedes is yours?" said Gunda with his arm on his hand.
"No, I asked the nanny to drive me here. Hakuba shook his head.
"That's strange, Officer Matsuda and I came in Mr. Mori's car, whose Mercedes is this?" Chima intentionally or unintentionally aimed at the maid behind him.
"Probably my master's car. The car was already parked there when I arrived early in the morning. The maid said.
"So, is there really anyone else here besides us?" asked Xiaolan, a little scared.
But Xiaolan's words obviously did not affect the detectives, they did not deny this possibility, but the murderer was more likely to be among them.
"Look at it this way, the car behind me was also burned. The maid put her thumb to her mouth as she spoke, and began to bite her nails. I thought it would be a good job, but I didn't expect it to break down in the car.
"Isn't your car parked here?" Conan's question was idiotic. The cheap cars rented by the first rank car and Kogoro are all here, how can the maid's car be here.
"Well, my host told me to park at the back door. The maid couldn't read the meaning of Conan's idiot question.
But the detectives picked up Conan's signal and looked at her one by one.
"How do you get to the back door!?" Conan asked anxiously.
"Walk through the central garden" The maid was pushed aside before she could finish speaking, and Kogoro and Motegi rushed out of the house.
It was followed closely by Conan Gunda and Hakuba, but Matsuda and Chima walked behind.
"Officer Matsuda isn't in a hurry. Chima was still in the mood to chat with him.
"No, I'm just thinking about it. Matsuda denied it without hesitation: "What's more, the car is here, it's okay to go a little late, and it doesn't make sense to go or not if the car is not there." ”
"You can see it clearly. Senma smiled.
"It's just lazy logic, let's talk about **. Matsuda smiled too.
At this time, I heard the white horse shouting there: "Turn the door to the left, and you will go out of the back door!"
It seems that this kid Hakuba has not been idle since he came a step earlier, and has basically figured out the layout of the villa. When Matsuda heard Hakuba say so casually, the first thing that came to his mind was the figure of Hakuba coming down from the second floor when they arrived. It's a good habit indeed.
A cute yellow car just parked at the back door, putting the detectives in a good mood.
But Gunda was the first to express his suspicions: "Don't you think there's something strange?"
"That guy must have forgotten to put explosives in the car. Kogoro replied.
"Then I'll go and see if the bridge was really blown up. As he spoke, Chima walked to the driver's seat.
She started to work together, and everyone began to respond, and everyone wanted to follow her and get first-hand information.
"It's better for three people to go, leaving three to wait here. Matsuda said after the detectives all expressed their desire to go and see, "And I have to go." After speaking, he took out a walkie-talkie: "I have an external communication channel, you can choose two people to assist or monitor me." ”
"Of course, give me a few minutes after you've made your decision, and I'll check every part of this baby car to make sure it doesn't turn into a fireball like your car just after it starts. Matsuda made a back-off motion, then waited for the detectives to distance himself, then took off his shirt and got into the car.
Ten minutes later, Matsuda got out from under the car with an extra object in his hand: "Have you decided who is going? ”
"Seven minutes and twenty-four seconds, worthy of being a bomb disposal expert of the original mobile team. Gunda looked down at his watch after Matsuda came over and said approvingly.
"I've won the prize, and now I'm much more rusty with this craft. Matsuda threw the bomb to the ground without hesitation: "It's a rough technique, but it's a surprise that the car will explode as soon as someone adjusts the lights." It seems that the way this mysterious murderer has left us to live is not so conspicuous. Hopefully it won't be the same as he said, a single-plank bridge that only one person can pass through. ”
Matsuda's words made the hearts of those present cold, and Motegi was the first to react: "It's decided, it's me and Senma's mother-in-law who will accompany you." ”
"Well, let's get in the car. Matsuda went straight into the driver's seat.
"Yamabe, Yamabe, do you hear that!?" There was only the sound of zrazla on the intercom, and Matsuda's throat was about to burst.
"It doesn't seem like so, there are too many trees here, I'll go over there and see if there will be fewer trees?" Matsuda said to Motegi and Chima.
When they came to the only wooden bridge, it was broken and impassable, and what was even more helpless was that Yamabe Hao patted his chest and said that the 10,000 guaranteed walkie-talkies could not communicate normally at all.
This annoyed Matsuda, and he couldn't even connect to the channel of the county police headquarters, and they completely lost contact with the outside world.