"I actually want to go to sea in this weather, and it is still sunny in the morning. Mizumazuki, who was driving a speedboat, looked up at the overcast sky, and a little further away he could see a razer streaking across the sky.

There is no way, the crime scene is on an isolated island at sea, and since the weather is not bad enough to make it difficult to move an inch, it is natural to call the police.

Because the only three-row speedboat that can be found for a while can only be squeezed into eight people, it just so happens that Shui Jianyue's agent course includes speedboat driving, so Shui Jianyue simply kicked the driver down, and could stuff one more police officer.

"I asked, and it was actually a storm just now, but the rain stopped just after we came. Nakamura said.

"I wish I could keep it going, so I can rightly refuse to move forward. Kumanobu Kato complained.

"Kenji, help me punch him. Mizuma said lightly, if it weren't for Kato Kumanshin sitting in the third row, he would definitely be willing to take action to combat this negative remark himself.

"Boom!" Yuki Kenji showed no mercy to his subordinates, and the noisy waves and the roar of the engine did not drown out the sound of the punch.

"I'm just talking about it, as for it......" Kato Kumanshin clutched his chest and bent it into a large prawn.

"If you talk about it today, you will use your brain tomorrow, and you will take action the day after tomorrow. Mizuma said.

"I saw the island. Shiratori wanted to be a peacemaker but didn't dare, so he changed the subject.

"Is it because of the weather? Why do I think there's a gloomy atmosphere on that island? Nakamura squinted his eyes and looked at the island where the crime scene was located that was approaching little by little.

"That's the detective's stinking fart!" Mizuma said viciously, before leaving, he received a call from the police director, only to know that in addition to Conan and Uncle Maori, there are probably a lot of so-called high school detectives on the island.

Kato Kumanshin shrunk his neck, he now knew why he was beaten, it turned out that it was due to Mizuma Tsuki's bad mood.

"Officer Mizuma!" Conan saw Mizuma and the others log in from a distance, and greeted him with a hippie smile.

Shiratori looked at his trouser leg with a bitter face, and even with his rain boots, he couldn't fully defend himself against the muddy sand from the torrential rain.

"Poof!" Komorimaru jumped out of the boat, and another piece of mud and sand collapsed onto Shiratori's knee.

"There's really no cell phone signal in this place, thanks to the fact that you can still be notified by radio. Mizumatsuki took out her mobile phone and looked at it, and sure enough, as she said before, there was no signal.

"Fortunately, my uncle took a badge before, otherwise I am afraid that I would not be able to contact him if I am farther away. Conan spread his hands, his Junior Detective Corps badge was snatched by Uncle Maori before he came, and thanks to his glasses, he could also talk to other badges and the power was higher than between badges and badges, so he was able to send distress signals to land across the coast where there was no cell phone signal.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, take me to the scene, and, how many detectives are there?" Mizumatsuki looked up at the building in front of him that should belong to the mansion, and under the dark clouds that had not yet dispersed, the mansion looked dark with the dim lights inside.

"In addition to me, I also have Brother Heiji, Brother Hakuba, and Sister Koshisui from the south, and Detective Tokitsu Junya from the north, he is the deceased. In addition, there is Mr. Hiroo Tsuneo, who pretends to be the director of the show, and Mr. Ryozo Koya, the hostess of the mansion. Because there were other police officers here, Conan called Hattori Heiji and the others brothers and sisters in a milky voice.

Speaking of which, Conan now seems to have changed his mind and completely defected from the detective camp, in this place where there are five detectives who are four dead and one alive, he actually chose to call the police by all means when he could enjoy reasoning under the pretext of not having a mobile phone signal.

In fact, it's not that Conan really doesn't want to reason, Conan is considering that they seem to have broken off contact with the outside world and the ship is gone, so he tried to contact Uncle Maori with glasses for safety reasons, and Uncle Maori saw that the reasoning was not his share anyway, so he directly called the police.

"Hehe~" Nakamura Yan couldn't help but chuckle when he heard Conan's words just now, blatantly counting himself among the detectives, and Shiratori's eyes flickered a few times before being silent.

In the deceased's room, Tokizu Junya, a high school detective from the north, was sitting on the windowsill covered in blood, and the window next to him was broken from the outside, and the glass shattered to the ground.

Mizumatsuki looked around the room, it was very simple, and it contrasted with the appearance of the mansion inside and out, with only a bed and a set of seats.

There was also a pot of lavender on the table, and there was a toolbox next to the lavender, and the hammers, saws, and other things in it were arranged in a mess, obviously turned over, and the top bottle of glue with the words "woodworking adhesive" written on it meant that it was a woodworking toolbox.

"You're Officer Mizuma, my father told me about you. A young man with light chestnut hair walked over, close to Mizuma Tsuki.

"It's Bai Majun, after knowing that I came here to deal with the case, the police director specially called me. The person who came was the White Horse Detective, the son of the White Horse Police Director, and he had to show a kind smile in the face of his boss's son, Mizumatsu.

Conan burrowed into the scene, waiting to see a good show, Mizumatsuki disgusted with the detective needless to say, and the son of the director of the White Horse Police Inspector, Detective White Horse, is a high school detective, Conan is very curious.

"Officer Mizuma, my opinion about this incident is ......" Sure enough, Detective Hakuba wanted to reason.

"Haha, Bai Majun, we have this case, you don't have to take action personally, there will be a liaison ship to pick you up after the storm completely stops. Mizuma Moon stretched out her hand to stop Hakuba's words.

"Don't be like this Officer Mizuma, although I am still a high school student, but I was already a well-known detective when I studied in the UK, and after returning to Japan, there are more than 300 commissions, large and small, although this case is still in the fog, at least I will not mislead you with nonsense. The White Horse Detective took out the momentum of a British gentleman and said slowly.

"No need, Childe should stay in the stay hall and wait for the results, or go back to his room and rest for a while, and I'll tell you when you can leave here." "Shui Jianyue respects the White Horse Detective very much in terms of title, but in terms of semantics, she is still teasing people.

"Hey, hey, it's ......"

"I advise you to give up. When Hakuba was about to use his father to oppress people, Hattori Heiji walked in and gloated and persuaded: "This guy is a very tendon, and I was once pushed away by him." "Hattori's dad is the head of the Osaka Police Headquarters, and he is on the same level as the Hakuba Police Chief.

"But even if you can't reason, but it's not like you can't stay, we're also the first to find out, so let's stay here and provide clues, right?" said Hakuba retreated, thinking that even if he couldn't investigate in person, as long as he stayed here, he would be able to see the clues, and when he had thoroughly known the truth, it would be a violation of the rules of work for Mizuma to not let himself reason again.