"Guangming?! Guangming?! What's wrong with you Guangming?!"
In an instant, the panic-stricken long-haired woman held the receiver in her hand and kept asking questions. Seeing that the situation was not good, Mouri Kogoro instinctively took over the right to speak: "Hello?! Mr. Guangming?! What happened? Where are you now? ?!”
"I, I am in the room facing you downstairs right now. I don't know who turned off the lights in this bedroom just now, and was chasing after me with a knife in my hand - ah! ah!!!"
The unfinished words were accompanied by shrill wails that resounded throughout the bedroom. After hearing these words, Hinata Sachi immediately ran to the balcony, leaning on the guardrail and looking down, followed by Mouri Kogoro and others. Afterwards, along with Shiratori Rensaburo, who instantly switched to police mode.
Uehara Katsumi, who was filled with astonishment, originally wanted to go over and have a look, but when he saw that the balcony was already overcrowded, he had no choice but to give up.
In the spirit of caring for the elderly, he subconsciously glanced at the old man Nagato who was lying in bed, but was surprised to find that the old man had closed his eyes and fell asleep at some point.
Strange, weren't you just wishing him a happy birthday?
Do the elderly fall asleep so quickly?
"Y-is it Hideomi?!"
"Mr. Hidetomi?!"
Before Katsumi Uehara could finish being surprised at how quickly the old man fell asleep, there were already incredible exclamations from the crowd on the balcony——
Mouri Kogoro, whose expression suddenly changed, took the lead, turned around, left the balcony, ran to the master bedroom door, opened the door, and rushed to the crime scene, his speed was actually a few minutes faster than Shiratori Rensaburo. Hattori Heiji, Conan Maorilan and others followed closely behind, and the huge master bedroom suddenly became clean.
Uehara Katsumi thought for a while, but still didn't follow.
After all, both the gods of death were there, and he didn't bother to go over and take a look. Anyway, the white bird is also following him, so let’s call the police first.
After walking out of the room, Uehara Katsumi closed the door, took out his cell phone from his arms and dialed the number of the Megure Police Department.
"Hello? Uehara?"
"Police department, please lead a team to President Nagato's house. Something seems to have happened."
"What did you say?!"
On the other end of the mobile phone signal, Megure Thirteen, who had already arrived home, slapped the dining table and shouted angrily under the helpless gaze of his wife: "Control the scene immediately, I and Sato will lead people there immediately!"
"Understood, Shiratori has already taken control."
"Shiratori? Is he there too?"
"Well, he came here to celebrate his birthday."
"...You should calm down President Nagato first. He is bedridden and his mood cannot fluctuate too much."
"Got it, police department."
After hanging up the phone, Uehara Katsumi helplessly scratched his scalp and sighed.
I don't know what to say.
But when he turned around and pushed open the door of the master bedroom on the third floor, the scene he saw made his pupils suddenly shrink——
A figure wearing a knitted hat and a large bandage on his face, with only a pair of eyes exposed, climbed to the balcony with the help of ropes and hooks. At this moment, there is only one woman, Hinata Yuki, on the balcony!
——? !
Nagato Hideomi? !
Damn it? !
Are all murderers so brave nowadays? !
There were a lot of people in the master bedroom on the third floor just now, how could he dare to rush up directly?
Reverse thinking?
Or do you want your father to be kind and your son to be filial?
"Ms. Hinata! Danger! Leave quickly!"
Glancing at Nagato Dozo with his eyes tightly closed on the bed, before he could think too much, Uehara Katsumi subconsciously threw his phone at the bandaged man when he saw that the situation was not good.
The latter obviously didn't expect him to appear here. He was so shocked that he didn't even have time to dodge, and was hit on the head!
"Officer Uehara?!"
Hinata Yuki, who had a clear look of panic on his brows, turned his head and looked at the man who reappeared in the master bedroom in horror.
Didn't he go to the second floor with Mouri Kogoro and others?
"Don't move!"
A deliberately lowered hoarse voice sounded after the bandaged man jumped onto the balcony three or two times. He reached out and wrapped his hand around Hinata Yuki's neck. He had no time to think about why this unexpected situation occurred. He had to run.
On the second floor, Mouri Kogoro and others are probably already preparing to use the spare key to open the door. Unless he can jump directly from the third floor now, he will definitely be caught if he slowly hangs down along the rope.
He had to have a hostage.
Hinata Sachi, who was originally his accomplice, now plays this role.
"Hey! I didn't move, I didn't move buddy."
Katsuki Uehara, who raised his hands instantly, stood still and blocked the door of the master bedroom on the third floor, indicating that he had no intention of taking action: "Calm down, calm down. You are the only son of the Nagato family after all, as long as If you don’t kill people, you will always——”
Um?
wrong.
Aren’t Nagato Hidetomi and Hinata Yuki an unmarried couple?
Katsuki Uehara, who had originally intended to distract him, suddenly remembered this matter. His confused eyes immediately wandered over the men and women on the balcony, and then fell on the old man with his eyes closed on the bed.
hiss……
There is a lot of information here.
Nagato Hideomi climbed up to his father's bedroom on the third floor when no one was around, and it was obvious that he came with bad intentions, and he held his fiancée hostage without any mercy. Considering that Hinata Yuki is Nagato Douzan's personal secretary...
His rich imagination instantly took wings and flew everywhere. For a moment, he felt that rich people really know how to play. Uehara Katsumi's body muscles tensed silently, ready to go.
Killing people for love is not uncommon in Mihua.
Regardless of the identity of the murderer and the deceased, seven or eight out of ten murder cases are murders of love. This is a common occurrence in Mihua.
"Get out of the way!! Open the door and stand aside! If you don't want her to die!"
Unaware of the changes in Katsuki Uehara's thoughts, the bandaged man held the panicked Hinata Sachi hostage and warned him. However, the slightly changed voice made Katsuki Uehara narrow his eyes and observe carefully.
He didn't know why, but he always felt that he had heard this voice somewhere before, and it seemed a little bit familiar.
That feeling of paradox.
But he was pretty sure that he had never heard Nagato Hideomi speak before. In other words, he should not have this illusion.
"Don't mess around, Mr. Hidetomi, I will do as you are told."
Uehara Katsumi slowly lowered his hand and put it on the bedroom door handle, unscrewing the lock, and the door shaft suddenly made a clicking sound——
The next second, Uehara, who had already kicked off his leather shoes at some point, threw the shoes away!
——? !
Before Hinata Sachi, who was held hostage, could react, he was hit with a shoe on his head!
Oops! Kicked wrong!
Forget it, it doesn’t matter, it won’t kill anyone anyway, it will only scratch some skin wounds!
Uehara Katsuki was shocked, but after noticing that both of them were stunned for a moment, his hands subconsciously picked up the landline phone, small desk lamp, water cup, kettle, and even the cake that had not been put away, etc. Crazy and smashed towards Nagato Hideomi!
The hostage and the murderer were all submerged in the attack of props that rained down in an instant. The sound of cups, kettles, and lightbulbs falling to the ground was endless!
Set the bowl~
(End of chapter)
