The hut was so big that Conan took his eyes off the screen of his phone, and Nichiro Numabuchi had already rushed to him in stride, stabbing at him with a knife and a huge inertia.

Otaki Goro and several other police officers chased after him in horror, but the incident happened suddenly, and they all knew in their hearts that they couldn't catch up, and the trainee policeman who ran at the end was even more pale, chanting Amitabha Buddha in his heart, and closed his eyes in spite of it.

At this moment, the light at the door dimmed, and a stout bird swooped down in a high-profile manner, suddenly intervening between the two.

It opened its long, curved beak and let out a mighty scream, and while Numabuchi Jiichiro was stunned, he turned around and fanned Conan head-on.

It itself flapped its wings and hung slightly in the air, and Numabuchi Keichiro's kitchen knife slashed between Conan and it, stabbing it in the air.

It was this momentary delay that completely frustrated Numabuchi Jiichiro's attack plan.

Otaki Goro shouted angrily, carried him and threw him to the ground, and the others also swarmed up and unloaded the dangerous kitchen knife.

In the confusion, Conan got up from the ground in a daze, and rubbed his red face.

It took him two or three seconds to sort out what had just happened, and he looked up at the bird that was flying up the beam of the room and combing its feathers leisurely, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he didn't know whether to thank it or beat it for a while.

This thing is nearly thirty centimeters long, and its color scheme is peculiar, and it can only be seen from the pointed claw and beak that it is a bird of prey.

The knowledge he learned in Hawaii to identify wild birds didn't come in handy, and Conan didn't recognize what it was.

He was about to call the Animal Protection Society, but before he could finish dialing the number, the bird looked down at him, suddenly flapped its wings, and flew away from the window.

……

"Pingji?"

In the hall of the village councilor's house, a group of policemen gathered in a circle, looking at Hattori Heiji, who was suddenly distracted, and I don't know why he was so motivated just now, why he was suddenly discouraged again.

"Huh? Oh ......", Hattori Heiji came back to his senses, smiling dryly and tugging at the brim of his hat. At the same time, his eyes raced around the living room, but he didn't see the person he was looking for.

Seeing that the Tanaka Police Department gradually became suspicious, Hattori retracted his gaze and returned to his usual grin.

He pushed aside the few people standing in front of him, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

……

He left the hall and entered the hallway, but instead of actually going to the bathroom, he turned a corner and went straight to the back door.

The back door was tightly closed, but if you looked closely, you could see a trace of imperceptible water marks on the insole.

Heiji Hattori stared down for a few seconds, sighed, and pushed the door open.

Through the dense rain curtain, you can see a warehouse in the corner about ten meters away.

He hurried over to the rain and pulled open the heavy warehouse door.

A hint of moisture and musty came to his face, and Hattori Heiji raised his hand and waved it in front of his face, frowning and walking in.

The roof of the warehouse was equipped with a very high wattage electric light, but it was not lit. The windows here are small and a little scary in the dark on cloudy days.

Hattori Heiji didn't go in further, he copied his pockets, looked at the half figure faintly revealed behind the support column, and suddenly spoke:

"If you wait a long time, the village priest will not come, Mr. Sakata."

As soon as the words fell, the person hiding in the shadows felt like he had been drenched in a bucket of water.

- Obviously the brightness in the warehouse has not changed, and his position has not changed, but the black shadow on his body has silently dissolved, revealing his original appearance.

Simple glasses, flat suit, and the smile on his face is as honest as before. Yusuke Sakata walked out from behind the pillar and touched the back of his head for some reason:

"I wasn't waiting for the Township Councillor, but when I went to the bathroom, I saw this warehouse through the window, and I was curious, so I wanted to come in and have a look."

“…… You are the murderer of these cases. ”

Heiji Hattori ignored this lame excuse and said to himself:

"The first was the body that fell from the building. To control it falling and get my attention, I need to call a passer-by at the right time and ask him to go to the rooftop to open the door...... And you didn't happen to be with us at the time.

Of course, this could also be a coincidence, after all, Fujiwara also left at that time. But in the future, in the case of Gangqi Chengjiang, everything you did was too coincidental. ”

Heiji Hattori recalls what happened at that time:

"First of all, in order to kill Gangqi Chengjiang at a specific time, you used two messages and a corpse falling from the building, which made her so frightened that she could only hide at home, restricting her movements.

"Later, when you went to the village councilor's house, you deliberately mentioned her and called her. Let's jump out of the car in a hurry after hearing her panicked voice.

"Then you also parked your car on the side of the road, ran to a nearby fork in the road, and used another car parked there in advance to go to the Xidu apartment, during which you used your police status to trick her into letting her go to a nearby public toilet...... That's it, you killed her before we arrived.

"In the end, you can use us to create an alibi as long as you show up at the right time, and the two cars you rent are exactly the same in appearance and interior, and it's hard to see the problem in our hectic situation."

"Deliberately let me go deeper into the case, and occasionally give hints, in order to use me to get close to the Township Councilor. When you sneak into his house, you can make an anonymous phone call and tell him that if you don't want to expose the scandal of 20 years ago, you can go to the warehouse alone or something. ”

Sakata looked at him with a complicated expression, and his heart was turbulent.

He obviously did all these things very secretly, but now, he exposed them one by one as if he had been witnessed by Hattori Heiji.

Originally, the act of sneaking and killing people in a police uniform had already tormented his conscience, and now, his psychological defense line has collapsed across the board.

Yusuke Sakata stood in a daze for a while, and finally held back a sentence, "...... When did you find out? ”

"It started by noticing that the angles of the rearview mirrors of the two cars were slightly different. Also, if you look closely, you look a lot like the coach in the photo. ”

Speaking of this, Hattori pulled the brim of his hat and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what happened twenty years ago, but you'd better turn yourself in, it's still too late." ”

"I'm sorry, Heiji." , Sakata smiled regretfully, and then pulled out a gun with lightning speed.

Hattori tensed instantly, but unexpectedly, the muzzle of the gun was not pointed at him, but was raised upwards and aimed at Sakata's own temple.

Sakata sighed, with tears in his eyes, and slammed the flag, "It's too late!" ”

"Don't, calm down!"

Seeing him click to open the safe, Hattori Heiji came down in a cold sweat and pounced on him.

However, it is a pity that the speed of a person cannot catch up with the speed of the finger that pulls the trigger.

…… But the combination of sticks and some kind of mysterious creature is perfectly fine.

- Hattori Heiji watched as a person stood behind Sakata, his hands falling with sticks, and he was neat.

After a muffled thud, Sakata held his gun, stared blankly into his eyes, and threw himself straight forward.

Before he could collapse completely, the man who struck the sticks grabbed his arm with great speed, pulled the pistol out of his hand, and re-fastened the safe. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and let go of his hand, and let Sakata fall down with his face on the ground.

Bai Shu carried the mop rod he picked up along the way in one hand, and hooked the gun with a lot of sweat in the other hand, pondered for a moment, and asked uncertainly:

"Hey, this shouldn't be an assault on the police."

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