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"Boom!"

It was close to evening, and the sky sank with thunder, and then it began to rain heavily.

This party in the villa was initiated by Suzuki Sonoko's sister, Ayako Suzuki. The aim was to ease the relationship between several of her friends.

Everyone introduced themselves. First of all, Mr. Ota, who is in charge of the main work, then Mr. Kakutani, who is in charge of photography, and then Mr. Takahashi, who is in charge of the big props, is a squinting fat man who looks simple and has a big belly, and it is not Ota who is big about it.

After Ayako Suzuki, who provided the costumes and was in charge of the makeup, she ended up being the director, producer and producer of the script, and the president of the film company.

The relationship between several people doesn't seem to be very good, probably a little more than strangers, until it was the most handsome black long straight here, Ota leftover, since he saw the north wind, his face began to change. (One more word, don't care)

This person is more handsome than him, and he attracts the attention of half of the people... But... He couldn't hate it.

A few people chatted for a while, and Beifeng was not only stared at by Zhijiazi, Yuanzi, but also by a man.

In the end...

didn't talk a few words, and several people broke up again because of the matter of Zhijiazi and Dunzi. The squinted-eyed young lady who led to the topic squatted on the ground and drew circles, blaming herself so much that she turned gray.

Xiaolan was shy and dry at this time, and her horns were frightened, so she took Conan upstairs to put her luggage... As a result, the doors of three rooms were opened in a row, and there were people changing clothes! It's all men......

She hurriedly said sorry three times in a row, and under Conan's idiot gaze, she finally found a spare room and put her luggage.

……

At this time, the north wind sat on the sofa, looking at the energetic girl with short brown hair, speechless for a long time.

"That's... Brother North Wind... Hello! I'm Maruko Suzuki. ”

"Morinohara North Wind." The north wind was expressionless.

And the headband girl blushed and began to be a little shy. Obviously, she left Beifeng behind, but it turned out that when there were only two people left, the shy one...... It's also her. Just like the cold on the outside and hot on the inside, there are also girls who seem to be bohemian, and their hearts may be more innocent.

This kind of girl, collectively referred to as a scumbag, flirts with the irresponsible kind.

……

"I'll go to the bathroom." Beifeng looked at his watch and politely rejected the crazy hint in Miss Yuanzi's eyes.

Yuanzi sighed and didn't stretch out Erkang's hand, the smart girl knew how to advance and retreat, and she was too entangled to even be a friend.

……

After changing clothes and luggage, a group of people went downstairs again, and the good old man Takahashi began to prove his sense of existence: "By the way, when you came, did you see a man with a collapsed belt?" ”

When Takahashi asked, most of them changed their faces. "It seems that there really is! I remember—" Ota shuddered, he had been scared a lot.

Can you experience the feeling of walking in the barren mountains and mountains where there are no people, and suddenly there is a hand behind your head and pinching your waist?

Ota at that time... I was soft on the ground on the spot, and when I woke up, I thought I had lost my virginity.

OK... No.

Xiaolan felt a little resentful when she thought of the bandage, and came to the conclusion through the theory that there are no ghosts in the world during the day: The bandage is human and can be beaten.

"We shouldn't be hurt here..."The squinting young lady didn't know when it came out again, took the phone she hung up in her hand, and asked in confusion: "Why is the wire broken?" ”

With the sound of thunder, the electric lights in the room flickered and flickered, and the terrifying atmosphere spread.

"It's... This... The phone line is broken! Could it be! Takahashi exclaimed again and led everyone to run out, because of the heavy rain, there was no signal on the mobile phone, and Conan looked at the north wind with a gloomy face:

It's all this man! Why do you look so good? Wherever you go, what a scourge!

Beifeng, the king of the pot, sat on the sofa with a confused face, listening to Ayako's sigh every three seconds on the sofa next door.

North Wind: "......"

He silently opened his umbrella, left the strange living room, and marched into the night.

In the woods.

Xiaolan suddenly became a little scared, as a road idiot with amazing foot strength, Xiaolan found that she accidentally got lost again.

At this point:

Conan, who had already arrived at the battlefield, was drenched in rain and looked at the deep black hole in front of him, and his flashlight shone on the rope that was cut evenly. The flashlight fell and it was dark, and the bridge was cut off!

Kakutani looked at the bottom of the broken bridge in fear and exclaimed, even the seemingly calm Chikako's face was not good-looking, and Conan only found out at this time...

Xiaolan is gone!

……

In fact, it turns out that there may be more than one road idiot, and the paths of the two road idiots also strangely coincide, before the giant axe slashed at Xiaolan, Beifeng looked at the strangely dressed man in front of him, and pinched: "Hi~"

The bandage man was frightened on the spot, and the oncoming... It was another roundabout kick after the frightened Xiaolan reacted, and the murderer almost died on the spot, his stomach was deformed, and the broken axe scum was blown up by the breeze.

The north wind dragged the wet and miserable murderer's eldest brother, and the hand holding the umbrella helped the "weak" Lansang by the way, and returned with a full load.

This time, because of the light of the flashlights of the other people in the woods, the north wind did not get lost.

Smoothly converged, and back to the villa, the bloody bandages were thrown on the ground, startling everyone.

"Not blood, loess. Dragged all the way back. Beifeng forcibly explained, the murderer was kicked by Xiaolan and broke a few ribs, he didn't count.

However, the murderer is really alive, despite the chrysanthemum remnants, despite rubbing on the ground for half an hour.

He... Still alive?

The north wind can't be made anymore.

Conan forced his vomit to walk towards the murderer with a face like dung, and he lifted the red and yellow bandages, revealing a battered old face, which had been through the wind and rain, and was bruised.

But Conan still recognized it at a glance, and this person was Takahashi.

Xiaolan was still a little trembling: "Why did he attack me, such a big axe... He's going to cut me woo......"

Conan didn't care about accusing the two of them of torturing the murderer, and bullied Xiaolan into tears! He stepped on it and made up for it.

Ayako's eyes narrowed in disbelief: "Takahashi... How could he! ”

The fat man who was awakened by Conan's foot was in pain as if he had been run over by a truck, and his eyes showed a fierce light: "Zhijiazi! You thief who steals the fruits of other people's labor! The prison is going to kill you! He struggled to his feet, and suddenly felt a pain in his lower body.

Takahashi: "......"

The tools are gone, and it's a fart!

Thinking of the broken axe, Takahashi closed himself.

Zhijiazi was so pale that she didn't dare to speak, and the north wind quietly touched Conan's mobile phone, and the demon spirit walked up.

actually got through, and the north wind immediately threw it back to Conan, and Conan skillfully reported the address.

Helicopter woo woo woo come.

Sent Takahashi, who attempted murder, to a medical emergency center. By the way, Zhijiazi (cyan kingdom) who was culturally infringing was detained, although this matter could not sentence her much, but her cultural career was over.

North Wind: Conan was present, and the curse of many people who would die and one person was finally broken~

Today, it's Christmas Eve, and Conan's power of death has been successfully suppressed by the north wind.