"You met a joker? Also bumped into the scene of Naoko Kuroe's death? ”

"After Tang Ze woke up, it was Naoko Kuroe who hijacked him and left, and he was attacked again?"

After a brief exchange of information, the two high school detectives are each blown away, thinking "I missed something terrible", and soon find the same commonality in the integration of each other's information.

- Kimie Shimabukuro.

"Therefore, all the dead and missing people at the moment are actually very related to Shimabukuro June." Hattori Heiji frowned, shook the drops of water at the tips of his hair, and said in a heavy tone, "Including Saori Katori, who has been missing for a long time, and the two deceased recently, they both grew up together and went out to study together. ”

"Judging from the personality performance of Naoko Kuroe and Suomi Ebihara in the past two days, I wouldn't be particularly surprised if there had been a very fierce conflict between them." Conan's voice was calm, and his face was also not good-looking, "Combined with the fact that a few days ago, Saori Kamori suddenly fell into a state of mental instability and madness because of the loss of arrows, I think ......"

The two looked at the heavy looks on each other's faces, and from that subtle, incredulous look, they could already see each other's thoughts.

"Looks like we've come to the same conclusion this time, Kudo." Heiji Hattori put down his chin support and sat up from the table.

The distant mountains and leaves, who were also soaked in the rain, were taken by Maolilan to another room to change their clothes, and in this small lounge, only the two of them gathered together to discuss the detective.

"Ah, it seems that the answer this time is already coming out." With a long sigh, Conan rubbed the watch on his wrist and stood up.

When all these details are connected, his current mood is like the wind and rain outside the house, between lightning and thunder, dark clouds and torrential rain.

If that's the case, what a sad and painful few years has Miss Shimabukuro had......

Although the conclusion reached by the two of them has ruled out all other impossibilities, and the only answer indicated is that it is unshakable, the identity of the murderer only adds to the greater tragedy of her sad past.

The shrine maiden, who worked hard and gave the most for this island, was forced by pain and despair to embark on an irreparable extreme path......

Shimabukuro Kimi's life seems to have been completely encircled and swallowed by this unpredictable and boundless ocean, and she has become a prisoner of the island and legends.

"Did the people sheltered by the mermaids eat the flesh and blood of the mermaids in exchange for happiness and immortality...... Tang Ze is really right, think about it, what a terrible story this is. ”

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"It's not so much that she's the owner of this island, it's ......"

Holding an arrow in one hand and holding a string of teammates in the other, Tang Ze looked at the front of his toes, the crimson color that gradually spread in the blue, sniffed the fishy smell on the tip of his nose, and sighed.

"Rather, she's a captive of the island." Narumi Asai, who was holding his hand, took the second half of the sentence, looked at the figure that gradually appeared in the fog in front of him, and closed his eyes compassionately.

Although the methods they chose were different, although the reasons for their return to their hometown were different from the beginning, and the fate of the two of them could not be called an absolute mirror image, he still saw too many similar things in Shimabukuro Kimime.

Similar emotions, similar pain, similar struggles and tribulations......

Tang Ze shook his head, put down the arrow, and took another step towards the person who could already see the figure clearly.

The sunny sky at the beginning was gradually replaced by a thick fog that obscured the sky as they got closer and closer in the direction where Shimabukuro Kimie was.

This impression space, which has been highly integrated with reality, shows characteristics that are very close to the psychological state of the treasure himself.

Loss of sense of orientation, loss of normal tactile sensibility, loss of normal emotional feedback......

The closer they get to the core, the more debuffs pop up on them, even Noah, who is also a resident of another world and can come and go freely.

Tang Ze could only maintain a hand-in-hand posture with his teammates, like a primary school student on a spring outing, holding a string, and using the arrow in his hand to resist the erosion of various debuffs.

And at this distance, they can already clearly find the location of Shimabukuro Kimie without the help of the pointing of arrows.

Just watching the water surface continue to fade, from the bright red on the edge, gradually to the almost dark and brown color, Tang Ze could imagine what kind of scene would lie ahead.

Listening to the faint, mournful singing in his ears, Tang Ze took a breath and took a step forward.

On a protruding reef, a woman with a fishtail leaning against it, her eyes closed.

She lay on her back on the rock, her naked upper body covered only by a light white shirt, her right hand hanging down, her fingertips sinking into the almost black water, gently paddling.

Every time she paddled across the water, her fishtail, which had been infected and no longer visible, flowed out more fresh blood, like a small waterfall, flowing through the rough sea rocks below her, gurgling into the water below.

The scales on her body were completely black-red after blood clotting, and in the dense foggy sky, they had lost all their luster, and tiny blood beads were still oozing out of the gaps in the scales, falling, and merging into the bloodstream.

She, literally, was transfusing blood in vain for this endless sea.

"Look at the reflection in the water." Shocked for a moment by the bloody but beautiful dying mermaid in front of her, Akemi Miyano quickly discovered the clues on the surface of the water and reminded her loudly.

Tang Ze's gaze slowly moved down.

Directly below the sea rock, in the thick pitch-black water, what was reflected was not a mermaid on the water, but a flame.

Yes, flames.

If you look closely, the only blue luster left in the water is not the color of the seawater, but a thin layer of blue fireworks, and the entire black water surface, like the entire surface of the water, is poured with oil.

And in the midst of these fires, the woman's screams, the collapsed house, and the terrible smell of burning skin and flesh at high temperatures all made him feel as if he had returned to Hinata's palace and felt the pain of burning himself again.

After a brief moment of trance, Tang Ze, who quickly realized that everything was wrong, quickly cut off his mask, isolated the feelings brought by the hallucination, and felt a little resentment in his heart

What's the matter, they're all looking for mermaids, and they can all be burned by fire.

Wait, the next Noah's show will be designated as a trip to hell, and he doesn't burn others, so I really feel angry.

"She's awake, watch out for everyone." The mask on his face melted, and Tang Ze commanded in a loud voice, "Don't try to talk to her, she is now a collection of the unconscious, a characteristic complex of the impression space here, and she has no intellect!" ”

As they approached, the mermaid, lying on the rocks and dying, humming a mournful tune in her mouth, slowly opened her eyes.

A pair of golden eyes, with only a slight line of pupils, snake-like eyes, show the animality of the owner at the moment, and also make the beautiful and fragile mermaid have a shuddering inhuman feeling in an instant.

They are like a group of prey that are really attracted to the Kraken and unknowingly walk into the trap.

The merfolk, who were lying there, slowly propped up their upper bodies and turned to their group of intruders armed with arrows.

Her tear-stained face was still pitiful, but the fog around her disappeared in an instant as she got up.

In the endless black water and deep night, a bright flame, like a rising sun, rose from the end of the sea.

This sun-like fireball not only did not dispel the slightest darkness, but instead seemed to become the background of Kimie Shimabukuro, clearly outlining her outline.

"Don't be paralyzed by her appearance, not only is she not weak, but she is about to complete the steps of merging with reality. Now is His most powerful hour, and His full body is about to appear. Defense! ”

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"You say, you're detectives from Tokyo?" Rokuro Fukuyama looked at Mori Kogoro, who was sitting upright with his head hanging and leaning against the paper door behind him, and was taken aback, "You called us all here......"

"Rest easy, everyone." Leaning behind Mori Kogoro and blocking his figure with the back of Hattori Heiji, Conan aimed at the voice changer and began the next speech, "Now that the actors have arrived, then it's time for us to start and finish the three murders that happened on this island." ”

"Three murders?" Fukuyama Ryuro frowned and repeated, "Where did the three come from?" Sumi is not alone......"

As he spoke, his eyes wandered over the islanders who had crowded the mourning hall, and he slowly realized something from the familiar faces.

"yes, what about Naoko?"

"Well, I haven't seen her since yesterday."

"That's not right, if there are three of them, then who else is dead? Uh, is that ......?"

The gathered islanders slowly whispered, and there was some commotion, and Hattori took a breath and showed up his phone screen.

At the moment when he was ruthlessly thrown down the ropeway by the strange thieves and forced to stay away from the scene of the crime, he stubbornly took out his mobile phone and filmed the direction of Naoko Kuroe's body as much as possible.

In order to get the clearest images possible, he also took as many shots as he could, hoping to get at least one usable photo from the various telephoto shots that were so mushy that he could use.

- Thanks again to Tang Ze for the new mobile phone that he recommended to buy, even though it has experienced heavy rain soaking, flash floods, and the tribulations of almost falling off a cliff and being actually thrown off a cliff, it still works tenaciously and becomes a solid backing for detectives.

"This is the scene we witnessed in the mountains." Heiji Hattori showed the carefully selected photo of the hanger as clearly as possible and showed it to the islanders in front of him, "I'm sorry to tell you that Miss Naoko Kuroe has died in the mountains. We almost didn't get back safely because of the flash floods, so there was no way to bring her body back. This may have to wait for the rain to stop, and the county police will send other equipment to search. ”

"And the third case, no, it should be said, the first case, is about the deceased, Miss Saori Kamori." Holding the transformer on the side of his mouth, Conan made a heavy conclusion in the voice of Maori Kogoro, "That's right, she didn't go missing, but died at the hands of the murderer." ”

"Is Saori dead too?"

"It's not that unexpected, but I think she'll get into some big trouble sooner or later by offending people. However, it's not okay to say that people are dead? ”

"Hey, isn't it normal to lose people who damaged the Dugong Arrows and die one after another?"

Listening to the noisy movement in the crowd, Conan poked his head out of Mori Kogoro and subtly observed the movement of the group for a moment.

Those who can be summoned by them are more or less the ones who still maintain their sanity.

As for the perpetrators who put on cloaks and masks and wanted to gather a crowd to break the law, even if they wanted to invite, I am afraid they would not be able to do it.

Thinking of some of Joker's eccentric descriptions and evaluations, Conan has reason to believe that those people should be the kind of people who will "change their minds" in the conventional sense.

That is, the bad guy in the conventional understanding.,The kind that will be sent when you write a strange thief CH.。

However, after removing those people, the remaining islanders still talk about dugong arrows and curses from time to time, and I have to say, it is really very showcasing the characteristics of this place.

…… It's like they've formed a kind of conditioned reflex, a kind of deliberate inertia, and they can blurt it out without thinking.

What a sad place full of evasion and lies.

Commenting on this in his heart, Conan waited for their discussion to be quieter, and then continued to speak clearly: "I think I will get an answer to this soon......"

"Wow wow, no, the warehouse is on fire!" Just as he said this, the screaming Yuanshan Heye and Mao Lilan, dragging Tang Ze with his head hanging in his hand, as if he had lost consciousness again, rushed into the mourning hall in a rage, "I don't know why, the fire just can't be extinguished......"

"And we found it in the warehouse, a corpse ......" the frightened Maoriran patted his chest, "uh, short light brown hair, glasses, wearing ......"

"Saori, it's Saori!" Almost as soon as she finished saying this description, it was like a frying pan in the mourning hall, "Only Saori is dressed like this!" ”

"It doesn't look like it's dead now. Well, though, after confirming that she's really dead, we'll just have to worry about dragging Tang Ze out......" Yuan Shan and Ye laughed awkwardly twice, letting go of the hand that had been holding Tang Ze's collar.

"yes. And the rain outside was so heavy, I don't know why, the fire in the warehouse burned very quickly all at once. If you don't help now, you probably won't be able to find her body. Mao Lilan, who was frightened and relied on the willpower to save people, didn't really scare Mao Lilan, who was soft-handed and soft-footed, also let go of Tang Ze's wrist, which had been dragging him, and exhaled heavily.

Leon, who was dragged by the two of them, all the way over the grass steps, across the floor of the barman, and now he was thrown directly on the ground, and his head flicked: "......"

Hey, forget it, let's go back to sleep.

After a brief moment of silence, he did not adjust his sleeping position, and continued to close his eyes peacefully in this awkward position of falling on the threshold.

It's just right, so as not to lie straight and be seen by others The difference in height between him and Tang Ze is crooked, just crooked, it's the same when you fall asleep.

That's it for the next chapter! I'm so numb when I write this American island [close my eyes.]

(End of chapter)