Chapter 873: Dangerous Camping 3

"Smoke?"

At the burial site, Conan noticed the smoke rising in the distance, and quickly pointed out: "It's ...... over there."

"It must be a campfire," explained Yamamura, "and there is also a campfire on the other side, and many young people have recently started to build a very high bonfire during the day, and although they have been warned, they have gone their own way after that." ”

"Oh......"

"Officer Yamamura!" A police officer came with three men, "all three people who were wandering alone in the mountains brought ......"

"Ahem!"

The smoke of the wooden house in the forest was thick and the entire roof was on fire, and the people who were trapped in the house had to lie on the floor to breathe the air through the cracks in the door.

"Hold on, everybody!" Xiao Ai held his feverish body and admonished, "Keep your head down, try not to inhale the smoke, horses, someone will come to save us soon......"

"But," said Genta sweating, "when is it coming?!" ”

"Wait, wait, Xiao Ai, there's smoke on the other side!"

"Wouldn't it?!"

Ayumi and the others saw the green smoke rising in the distance through the crack in the door, and their faces were desperate.

"Won't you notice the smoke here?"

"How could it be ......?"

Xiao Ai opened one eye with difficulty and looked outside, and turned her gaze to the backpacks of the man and woman placed against the wall next to her.

There should be clothes in the bag, and she also has an antidote on her, so she can only recover the adult body first, and if she recovers, she can use the axe inside, if she still has the strength, at least it's no problem to go out, even if her identity is leaked, it will only sacrifice her......

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Xiao Ai's eyes returned to the outside of the house, and a figure appeared in the distance among the trees in the blur.

"Crackle!"

The fire is getting more and more fierce, the roof and walls have been engulfed in flames, and the whole wooden house seems to have become an oven, and the frail Xiao Ai and Ayumi are the first to start to be unable to bear it.

"Step, stepumi?!"

"Don't sleep, little mourning......"

Mitsuhiko couldn't help but choke up.

"Please...... Who's going to save us! ”

"Yes, somebody is coming......"

Xiao Ai heard the cries of Yuan Tai and Mitsuhiko, raised his finger and pointed out the house, only an afterimage was left in his eyes, and finally he vaguely saw a wooden knife and a pass ring.

"Bang!"

The chains were broken, and the entire wooden door was opened by a distance, and Gao Cheng, whose muscles were tense, appeared in front of everyone with a strong air current.

"Hoo ——!"

"Brother Joto!" Yuan Tai got up and hugged Gao Cheng with tears in her eyes.

"It's okay, I'm here!"

Gao Cheng was relieved to see that several people were there, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug Xiao Ai, and left quickly with Mitsuhiko Ayumi to avoid the sweeping flames.

Xiao Ai's eyes opened a slit, and when he saw that it was Gao Cheng, he closed his eyes and rested with peace of mind.

"Brother Chenghu, I mourn her ......"

"It's okay, it's just a fever."

Gao Cheng touched Xiao Ai's hot forehead, and turned to the children who were tightly surrounding him: "What kind of person is the prisoner?" ”

"It's a big nose with glasses!"

"Yes, comb your hair back, a bearded uncle with a square face!"

Ayumi, who was finally saved, was impressed by the prisoner: "Brother Joto, you must catch him!" ”

"Don't worry, he can't run."

……

At the burial site, the footprints of the three suspects found by the police were all consistent with the scene.

The freelancer Yonezumi Speedway, who inspects the campsite, the photographer Usaki Jumpo, who takes pictures of the campsite scenery, and the college student Takeya Iwakuma, who also came to take pictures.

Conan's gaze fell on the photographer's square-faced Usaki jumper, a bearded uncle.

"Mr. Usaki, the prisoner is right-handed."

"Huh?"

"Evidence was left on both the body and the side of the pit that the prisoner was right-handed, and the wound on the corpse was cut from the top right to the bottom left by something similar to an axe, so the prisoner who did it should have been right-handed."

Conan analyzed.

"The footprints of the prisoners left around the pit are also left with the left foot in front and the right foot behind, and they would not have left such footprints if they had not dug the hole with their right hand......

"Rao, go around me," the square-faced uncle said sweating profusely and pointing to the two suspects next to him, "Aren't there many right-handed people?" It's possible that these two people switched to their left hands to hide, and it's possible that the prisoner is still hiding in this mountain......"

"Indeed," Conan interrupted, "the vast majority of people are right-handed, but the man who wanders around alone in this mountain, surnamed Usaki and has a habitual right hand, should be the only one, uncle, right?" ”

"What?" The man was stunned and said, "It's true that my surname is Usaki, but ......"

"The woman who was killed said," Conan gestured with his fingers, "at the last moment of death, she made such a shape with her fingers in the sleeping bag that contained her, because the relationship between movement is not very easy to understand, but if you overlap your left and right hands, it becomes ......"

"What is this?"

As the Doctor shines his flashlight, Conan's hands reflect the silhouette of a rabbit on the trunk of the tree.

"It's a hand shadow?!"

"The nursery staff often perform hand shadows for the children, and even if the prisoner finds out, it is difficult to tell at a glance that it is a rabbit," Sera Zhenjun answered, "Even if you try to deny it, it is useless, the victim has such a big wound on his back, you must have splashed a lot of blood on his body, right, it is not so easy to deal with it, if you do a blood test, ......."

"So that's you, uncle?" Conan looked at Uncle Square-faced in a deep voice, "My friend saw that you were burying the body, and then kept chasing them......"

"No, it's not my fault...... "The square-faced uncle howled like a child, and said aggrievedly, "It's all her, it's all her who pranks and locks me up in that kind of place, it's all her fault!" It's because I love her so much that I even have a marriage contract, and I still do that kind of thing! ”

"Locked you up?"

"I have claustrophobia, 3 years ago I was locked up in an elevator all day because of an accident, and since then, I have been in a panic whenever I am locked in a dark place...... But she shut me up like that, in that mountain hut where I couldn't even open the windows! ”

The square-faced uncle grabbed his head uncomfortably.

"I was so scared to death that I tried my best to escape, and in the darkness I swung the axe I found in the house, and I accidentally slashed her in the back......"

"Do you really love her?"

Gao Cheng walked over from the woods with the children and looked coldly at the square-faced uncle who was stunned.

"If you really loved her, you wouldn't say that."

"You know what ......"

"If it's just a prank, will she stay in the cabin with you? The windows are nailed, yes, but the wooden doors can be opened from the inside, right? ”

Gao Cheng threw the two backpacks he brought out of the wooden house at the feet of the square-faced uncle.

"There's a book on claustrophobia treatment in the victim's bag, and her plan is to just spend one night with you in that cabin to help you overcome claustrophobia......

"After all, as a photographer, it seems that you're still using a film camera that you have to go into a darkroom to develop, and you're also frustrated, right?"

"Castle ......"

Conan was stunned and looked at Gao Cheng, who seemed to have just escaped from the scene of the fire.

"What are you?"

"The uncle locked the children in that wooden hut and lit a fire to extinguish it, and that's the truth."

Gao Cheng squinted and glanced at the square-faced man who was stunned.

"The important thing is that she was still conscious when you brought her here in a sleeping bag, and what you were thinking about at the time was what to do with the corpse......"