Outside the hotel, Gao Cheng followed behind Uncle Kinoshita and seized the opportunity to ask, "Uncle, do you know Mr. Hamada?" ”

"Huh?" The old man bent down to face Gao Cheng, "You mean Hamada, the guard of the lighthouse?" ”

"yes, is he from this island in the first place?" Gao Cheng nodded and asked.

"Well," the old man hesitated, "I remember that it seems that after the incident with Ryujinmaru, he suddenly appeared on the island and said that he wanted to find a job, and there happened to be no lighthouse guards at that time, so he handed it over." ”

"That's ...... so"

Gao Cheng's mind came to mind the previous dispute between the man in sunglasses and Hamada.

Hamada is really a pseudonym, that person's original name should be "Aoki", and what does it have to do with Shenryumaru, but who is that man in sunglasses?

The identity of the staff of Dongdu Travel Agency should not be fake......

"Is there something wrong with Hamada?" Uncle Kinoshita looked strangely at the little adult-like Gao Cheng.

"Ah, no, no, just a little curious." Gao Cheng waved his hand and hurriedly separated from the old man.

In the middle of the night, the injured Mori kept snoring, and kept chanting Yoko's name, and he didn't look like he was in danger at all.

"Ah, Miss Yoko......"

"This pervert, his ass is like this, and he still dreams."

Gao Cheng pursed his lips, his eyes swept over Xiao Lan and Conan, who were also asleep on the other side, and crept out of the inn, and then groped his way to the island lighthouse.

After sneaking into the accommodation room in the lighthouse and not finding Hamada, he ran up the stairs to the top of the lighthouse.

Hamada doesn't seem to be there, only the lights on the top of the lighthouse turn on their own.

"Strange, I'm not here at this time, where have I gone?"

Gao Cheng looked around, and finally his eyes fell on a telescope driven on the lookout, and under the light, he could clearly see the words "Dragon God Pill" written on the telescope.

This is the telescope on that ghost ship......

Gao Cheng walked to the telescope, and the little man couldn't reach the telescope at all, but found that the telescope was not facing the sea, but a mountain on the island.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared under the lighthouse, and he vaguely saw that it was the man in sunglasses.

"What is he doing here?"

Gao Cheng hurriedly ran down the watchtower and hid his figure, and after a while, Yasuo Uehara cautiously walked into the room with a pistol, looked left and right, and began to rummage through Hamada's bedroom, throwing things everywhere, but in the end there was no gain.

"Aoki, where the hell did you hide the gold nuggets? Damn, when I find it, I won't let that guy go! ”

Gao Cheng hid in the darkness and saw Yasuo Uehara go upstairs to the watchtower, frowning and not acting rashly.

Although he is not very afraid of Yasuo Uehara with a pistol, there is no need to take risks at this time, and if he does not do it, he will attract the attention of the villagers.

Waiting for Yasuo Uehara's figure to disappear, Gao Cheng quietly walked out of the corner, looked at the bedroom that had been turned into a mess, and turned to leave the lighthouse.

"Sure enough, what is the purpose," Conan suddenly walked out of the grass on the path outside the lighthouse and looked at Gao Cheng closely, "You followed your uncle to the island for those gold nuggets, right?" ”

"Conan?" Gao Cheng was still thinking about things, and he was almost startled, so he stopped and touched the back of his head in embarrassment, "I'm just curious, because this island is weird." ”

I was so careless that I didn't even notice Conan......

"I see, eighty percent of it was the guy from the city who called you, really, don't you know it's dangerous?"

Conan glanced at Gao Cheng with half-open eyes, and turned his gaze to the figure above the lighthouse: "That Mr. Uehara has a pistol, you little kid will be in trouble if something happens, go back quickly." ”

"Aren't you a kid too?"

……

At the Lodge, Uncle Maori was sleeping soundly on the floor, not noticing an armored samurai in the moonlight at the door.

The samurai was holding a shiny katana, and the shadow was drawn in the moonlight, but instead of directly slashing the uncle, he took the initiative to kick it.

"Huh?" The uncle woke up in a daze, and when he saw the samurai holding his katana high, he was instantly shocked and his hair stood on end, and he narrowly crawled out of the bed to avoid chopping, and was not cut in half like a quilt.

"What do you want to do? Who are you? ”

The armored samurai didn't speak, but only forced Maori into a corner with a sword, and the hideous armor carried the light like the ghost of an ancient samurai.

Xiaolan, who was woken up, rubbed her eyes and walked out of the back room: "What's the matter, Dad?" ”

"Xiaolan, don't come here!"

Uncle Maori shouted anxiously, and the next moment he saw the armored samurai fleeing, and hurriedly chased after him with the pain in his buttocks: "Damn! Stop! ”

Without telling Little Lando, the uncle chased after the armored samurai in his pajamas and ran all the way to the port dock.

Chasing him all the way to the dock, the samurai ran straight into the wooden shed warehouse where the Shenryu Maru was parked, and the uncle followed him stupidly without thinking about it.

"You can't escape now, can you? Hey, hey, hey! The uncle gasped and rolled up his sleeves to search the warehouse, but the armored samurai suddenly appeared behind him.

"What?!"

The uncle turned his head in horror, and before he could react, he was hit in the back of the head by the handle of the knife and passed out.

"Bang!"

"Hmph." The armored samurai glanced down coldly at the ugly Maori uncle, turned around and walked towards Ryujinmaru with his sword.

"Did you bring Uncle Maori here to blame him?"

Gao Cheng's small figure appeared next to Ryujinmaru: "I have seen the corpse in the cabin, but I didn't expect Mr. Hamada to be killed by you." ”

"Huh?!" The armored samurai's figure shook slightly, and he slowly looked back at Taksei, who was carrying a wooden knife on his back, and the wooden knife, which was longer than a person, looked quite funny in the moonlight.

That little ghost......

The samurai clenched the blade in his hand and faced Gao Cheng in a deep voice, and when he saw Gao Cheng start to remove the wooden knife behind his back, he rushed out first, raising the katana high like a demon, as if he was going to split Gao Cheng in half in the next moment.

Gao Cheng took a half step back, the corners of his mouth rose, and he didn't move much before Dongye Lake landed firmly in his hand.

Unaffected by the momentum of the armored warrior, Gao Cheng's small body held the wooden knife horizontally, and with the shock of the blade, a sharp aura erupted, and the warriors in the sprint and swing of the sword couldn't help but pause.

"Bang!"

The figures staggered, the armored samurai's gaze suddenly shrank, and the katana behind him was thrown high, and after a few turns, it fell to the ground crisply.

"How, how is that possible?"

The samurai looked back at the small body holding the wooden knife in a daze, and for a moment there was a feeling that his worldview had collapsed.

It's still longer than a human's wooden knife, but it doesn't feel funny anymore, but it feels like you're facing a mountain......

"Over there! Hurry up! ”

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and the armored warrior didn't bother to pick up the knife, took a deep look at Gao Cheng, and quickly ran away with his painful arm.

Gao Cheng's small face frowned and did not pursue, seeing someone coming, he rubbed his numb and sore wrist, and silently wrapped Toya Lake on his back again.

The child's body is still a little reluctant......