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Two hours later, Shiraishi took his skis and built a snow castle in front of the villa.
A strong wind warning was suddenly issued in this area, and the ski resort was temporarily closed.
Although the wind is not strong at the moment, a group of people can only retreat, go to a nearby small supermarket to buy some snacks, and return to the villa to play in the snow.
Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko rolled out two snowballs, one big and one small, piled them together to make a snowman, and put a bunch of decorations on the snowman.
After it was done, Suzuki Sonoko patted the snowman on the head: "Look, it's taller than Conan."
"..." Conan squatted not far away, his eyes twitching.
He also tried to build a snowman just now, but his legs were too short. When he pushed the ball uphill, he didn't push the ball. Instead, he was crushed by the rolling snowball. Then Mao Lilan rushed to the side worriedly.
...But now that I think about it, building snowmen is just a leftover activity for elementary school students. Snowball fights are the romance of men.
With this thought in mind, Conan picked up a ball of snow.
He originally wanted to aim at Shiraishi, but after thinking for a moment, he retracted his hand and instead threw the snowball at the back of Suzuki Sonoko's head in retaliation for the fact that she almost laughed out loud when she squatted next to her when she saw herself being run over by the snowball.
Shiraishi heard something wrong behind him and turned around to see a bunch of small snowballs flying back and forth. Suzuki Sonoko and Conan were fighting each other with full force.
Shiraishi inserted the wide skis behind him and made a shield to avoid accidental injury, and continued to turn around to build the snow fort.
After covering it for a while, an angry shout suddenly came from the other side. It was the voice of the female student from the Academy of Fine Arts: "Don't throw it this way! You hit our fascia!"
"Bishu?" Mao Lilan held down Suzuki Sonoko's hand that was still about to throw snowballs, and turned to look at the "precious Bishe" in Ogura Shuoko's mouth.
He saw a snowman piled in front of Ogura Shuoko. The lower body of the snowman was a round snowball, and the upper body was a monster with long hair and beard.
Shiraishi poked his head out from behind his skis and looked at it curiously. He felt that the degree of completion of the "complete design" was not much higher than the mud monster he made with plasticine in kindergarten.
...These things can be used as graduation projects. Is this the current situation of students in Kexue World? No wonder Miyano Akemi thought she could graduate successfully.
Although Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan didn't say it clearly, their eyes looking at the snowman were similar to Shiraishi's.
They thought that Ogura Shuoko didn't want to be accidentally injured by snowballs, so they took the graduation project as an excuse.
Another male student saw the disgust in several people's eyes and explained:
"It's not really a graduation project, it's just an idea that suddenly popped up just now. Shimoda happens to be here, and he's very good at snow sculptures, so we plan to make a prototype first, and then discuss it with other people in the laboratory. If Okay, let’s use it as a graduation project.”
"What's wrong? Anyway, other people are just some bastards with no independent opinions. You just always think too much." Ogura Shuoko frowned, not knowing what he thought of, his mood suddenly worsened, and he turned around and walked back to the villa.
Male student Kiyama Koye was startled and chased after him.
Shimoda Kohei looked at the backs of the two of them, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
He was about to reveal another sneer that would send chills down his spine, but suddenly he felt as if someone was looking at him.
Shimoda Kohei originally thought it was Mochizuki Minako, but when he turned his head tremblingly, he only saw a ski stuck in the ground.
He stared at the skis guiltily for a while, took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and began to concentrate on decorating the snowman.
Shimoda Kohei also likes to watch horror movies. He knows that the ghosts in the island country have a sense of time. They say that it takes a few days for a person to die, but it rarely times out, so now... he may not be able to die yet.
Three years ago at night, Mochizuki Minako suddenly came to ask him about his involvement in illegal enrollment. Shimoda Kohei was very panicked. After stabilizing Minako Mochizuki, he went to Sugiyama to discuss how to deal with it.
Sugiyama's way of dealing with the situation was to hang the person directly.
Anyway, in his eyes, it was barely reasonable for this little girl to be introverted and autistic, and suddenly commit suicide.
For a grown man to kill a thin elementary school girl, it is no more difficult than killing a chicken.
Shimoda Kohei didn't do anything, he just stood aside and handed the rope. He thought he was innocent at first, but now that he thinks about it, the darkness deep in his heart cannot escape the eyes of ghosts.
...Since he is bound to die, it is better to do something meaningful than running around in fear for the past three days.
——For example, it was something he wanted to do last year but could not make up his mind.
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The wind and snow gradually became heavier, and several people returned to the villa to prepare for cooking.
When he was taking out the rice and preparing to put the bowls on the table, Shiraishi saw three people from the sculpture department gathered together, talking anxiously.
The conversation between the three sounded like a story: "Are you there?"
"Not here."
"I didn't find it either."
Looking at each other for a moment, Kiyama Sage thought of Ogura Shukko's character and worriedly guessed: "Did she sneak out and get lost?"
Hearing that someone was missing, Mao Lilan couldn't sit still, ran over and asked for details, and decided to help them find it together.
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At this time, the wind had become stronger. Shiraishi was wrapped in a scarf and felt that the visibility was less than one meter.
Although he went out with the others, he didn't intend to look for it carefully.
Regardless of judging from his personality, weather, time of disappearance, or Shimoda Kohei’s enigmatic smile later, Ogura Shuoko must have been taken away, but he didn’t know when the body would be found.
Suzuki Sonoko walked a while and suddenly bumped into something. She looked closer in confusion and screamed: "Why is my head missing?!"
"What!?" Conan heard vaguely nearby, and a headless corpse immediately appeared in his mind - there was a murder!
He shouted in the snowstorm: "Don't touch the scene!" and ran to Suzuki Sonoko.
Shiraishi also approached.
I originally thought I could find the missing Ogura Shuoko.
Unexpectedly, when I got closer, I saw only a white and fat snowball half a man tall.
There is a broom stuck on the side of the snowball, and on the ground next to it are iron buckets, apples, oranges and other materials used to decorate the snowman - it is the snowman that Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan built before, but now, the snowman's head is missing .
"..." It turned out to be this head.
A waste of feelings.
Conan, who had just rushed nearby, had similar thoughts.
The corners of his eyes twitched twice, and he was about to turn away when he suddenly heard another faint scream.
As the screams sounded this time, the wind and snow gradually became lighter, and the visibility became higher.
The four of them looked around and saw Kiyama Kage and Shimoda Kohei standing on the edge of the cliff more than ten meters away, lowering their heads and staring at something below.
Under the cliff, there is a hot spring.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, through the flying snow and fog, you can see two things soaking in the hot spring, but they are too far away to see clearly what they are.
Shiraishi thought it must be Ogura Shuoko.
At this time, Conan next to him raised his hand and pressed his glasses. The magical glasses made a sound like a camera adjusting the focus - and even had a built-in magnification function.
"I saw it. It seems to be a person. There should be a ski next to it." Conan pressed the temple of his glasses and continued to zoom in on the camera, finally seeing the face of the person floating in the water clearly.
