File.77 Murder of a Magic Lover (7)

The tail fin did not work to the point that it could not work, and the main rotor was extremely normal, but the helicopter was inexplicably spinning in the air, and the belly of the helicopter that was deflected to the side scraped the tip of the tree, shook a snowflake and disappeared into the eyes of everyone. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

It took a while for everyone to hear a dull sound in the wind, which seemed to make those people turn pale, and Conan, who had recovered from the shock, pulled Xiaolan's sleeve and said urgently: "Sister Xiaolan! Let's check it out! With such a thick snow, the pilot may be saved! ”

"Wait a minute, little brother!"

Seeing that Xiaolan and Conan, who agreed with the opinion, were about to leave, Abaya, who came back to his senses, hurriedly stopped them and persuaded: "The wind and snow are so heavy outside, and we are not professional rescuers, it is too dangerous to go out on foot!" And...... I'm afraid the helicopter fell down like this, I'm afraid it's ......"

“……”

Conan swept over the other members of the Alliance of Magic Lovers, and the expressions on their faces seemed to agree with the absurd statement, which was also human nature, and it was difficult for them to be an ordinary person to search and rescue in such weather.

"Anyway, people are here to save us, who else can search and rescue us? If we miss the rescue because we can't save them, I don't think I can let go...... Little brother, I'll go with you! ”

Unexpectedly, it was the simple-looking Doi Tucker tree who said this, and the others all had an unnatural look of shame on their faces after hearing his words.

"It's snowy outside, but luckily Mr. Araki has some skiing equipment here......"

Although he didn't want to go, he couldn't just watch Conan go out unprotected, so Arayoshi found some trench coats and windproof goggles from the warehouse in the house, and distributed them to Conan and them.

Doi, who had put on these equipment, looked at Xiaolan, who was tightening Conan's sleeves, turned his head to Araki and asked, "Is there a thicker rope?" ”

The doi, who took a bundle of more than ten meters long hemp rope that was turned out by Aragyi, said to Xiaolan and Conan: "The height of the helicopter is low, and the crash site is estimated to be not far away, but it is easy to get lost in such a big snowstorm......

"This guy... It doesn't look good, but it's surprisingly calm, and it's very thoughtful......"

Doi's series of actions impressed Conan, and even the garden did not have the mustard that arose from the previous mismatch with the ideal reality, and this fat man was their backbone at this time.

I don't know if I was impressed by the courage of the three of them, Kikue Tanaka, who had not spoken out, also volunteered to join them, so the four people wearing windbreakers and goggles, tied hemp rope around their waists, holding a strong flashlight in their left hand, and a ski stick in their right hand to explore the way, fully armed towards the direction of the helicopter fall.

The vision in the snowy night is very poor, and all that can be seen in the windproof goggles is a dark and white snowflake, and if it weren't for the pulling sensation of the rope wrapped around the waist, it would be almost impossible to see the companion who was only three meters in front of him.

The wind, which had been blowing since the beginning of the evening, had brought unimaginable snowfall in the past few hours, and the ankle-high snow during the day was now close to the knees, making it very difficult for the four of them to walk, but it was also blessed by the dense trees that surrounded them, and most of the wind and snow were blocked for them walking under the trees.

About five minutes later, Doi, who was opening the road in front of him, stopped, pulled the rope around his waist a few times in the way he had agreed before, and as he passed one after another, the three people who followed understood that they had come to the crash site, and they quickly moved forward to meet Doi.

Under the illumination of four flashlights, a messy crash site was presented in front of their eyes. Fragments of the rotors and fuselage skin were everywhere, and there were many innocently broken branches in between, and the wreckage was quickly covered in a coat under the heavy snow.

Fortunately, because of the trees covered in heavy snow suits and the deep snow on the ground, the helicopter that fell at low altitude did not explode, and the fuselage remained very intact, and after gesturing to the three people behind him, Doi walked towards the cockpit first.

The helicopter, half-buried in the snow, turned sideways, opened the snowy Doi at the porthole, and found that the porthole of the main driver's seat was open, and reached out to pull it open and shone it in with a flashlight, but there was no possible pilot corpse, and the cockpit was empty.

The three Conans, who followed in his footsteps, suddenly felt bad when they saw the empty cockpit, and if the pilot was not in the cockpit, it was likely that he would have been thrown out. In this case, the chances of survival are very low.

Turning around and gesturing with Conan, Doi motioned for everyone to disperse and look around with the plane as the center to see if there was any trace of the pilot, but not too far away.

Because Conan is a child, he and Xiaolan worked in pairs, chose a direction to support their bodies with ski poles, and slowly searched with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Well, in this case, the pilots who were thrown out would probably hang from a tree...... I'm afraid that nothing will come of it if I look for it like this......"

Conan, who had calculated that he and Xiaolan had walked about a few tens of meters, thought secretly, and suddenly, a cloud of snow fell on his head from above. Conan, who hurriedly looked up, found that he was standing under a large tree, and that the snow had fallen from the treetops, followed by several more after the first snow.

"Oops, the snow is going to fall on this tree......" reached out and grabbed the corner of Xiaolan's clothes, pulling her several steps to the side, avoiding the small avalanche that fell from the sky.

"It's okay...... Huh?! ”

Before Conan could look away from his eyes, something fell on the snowdrift that was piled up at the bottom of the tree, and Conan and Xiaolan, who turned the flashlight to shine there, were stunned on the spot.

The long black hair that flowed away danced with the wind and snow, and the light in his eyes could not be concealed even in the wind and snow, but the broken sleeve on his left arm and the bright red that slipped from his closed right eye added to the poignant feeling.

"Thousand, thousand!!"

Involuntarily exclaimed by the wind, the girl's face relaxed after seeing the two, and showed a shallow smile at the two, at this time Conan noticed that the girl's shrugged left arm seemed to be wrong, and a few blood marks on the right half of her face also made the hearts of the two of them flutter.

The girl didn't move again since she fell, looking at her kneeling in a thin body of ice and snow in the snowdrift, Conan, who felt that the situation was a little bad, arched Xiaolan next to her and didn't care if she could hear: "Hurry! Go get the two of them back! Man found! ”