The next day.
The sky was still dark, and the heavy rain overnight caused some power facilities on the island to malfunction.
Ebihara Mansion.
The room was lit with several white candles for lighting.
Cell phone signal is spotty.
In order to communicate with the outside world, Ye Geng half squatted in front of a radio, helping a few veteran fishermen to debug it, and at the same time imparting some different emergency maintenance knowledge.
Conan stood aside and stole the lesson.
Listening to the constant exclamations and thanks.
Hattori Heiji, wearing a dark autumn school uniform, stood quietly, seemingly waiting for the banquet to start, but in fact he was also collecting information about Mermaid Island.
"This is much more convenient... Young man, thank you so much!"
"You're welcome." Ye Geng said.
"Oh, I just don't know when I can go to sea."
The comments from other guests came one after another.
"Yes, it seems that the storm on the sea has never stopped. Of course, it is much lighter than last night..."
"It's really nerve-wracking. When did the police say they would come?"
"We have to wait until noon at the earliest."
"..."
"Hey, you two brats, remember not to cause trouble," Kogoro Mouri signed his name on the roster, then came over and warned, "Study more and be more calm."
"Yes Yes..."
Heiji and Conan agreed wholeheartedly, and then followed a certain tool man into the mourning hall to prepare incense.
"Mr. Maori, you are here..."
Shimabukuro Kimie had been paying attention to the movements in the Japanese room. When he saw these detectives, he quickly stood up and came over to say hello.
"Yes, um..." Mouri Kogoro lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Monkyo didn't seem to come home last night. Did he come to the mourning hall early in the morning?"
"He was already here when I came over," Shimabukuro Kimie said, "but he was probably pestering tourists at the izakaya last night."
"All night long? What a rotten drunkard..."
Mouri Kogoro murmured in a low voice and looked around the mourning hall, "Strange? Why don't you see Miss Naoko..."
"Eh? I remember she wrote her name on the roster." Shimabukuro June's heart tightened.
Could it be that the mermaid has already taken action...
"Jun Hui, come here, I have something to tell you..."
At this time, the dark young man suddenly walked over, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone.
"Ah..." Shimabukuro Kime nodded subconsciously, but suddenly remembered the email sent to her by 'Mermaid-sama' this morning:
[Except for the content of revenge, there is no need to hide other things. 】
She changed the topic and said: "Lu Lang, if you have anything to say, just say it here. Mr. Maoli and the others are trustworthy people."
"That's right, boy!" Mouri Kogoro said righteously immediately: "If you find a clue, please be sure to tell me, this famous detective!"
"This... okay..."
Fukuyama Rokuro hesitated for a moment, and his eyes fell on Monkyo Benzo who looked drunk over there. "I just accidentally saw that he seemed to have two 'dugong arrows' in his arms, so I came here to ask you." Megumi, did the shrine make four branches this year?”
"Eh?" Shimabukuro June's confused expression at this time was completely out of her heart. She was stunned and quickly shook her head and said: "Impossible! Only 3 Dugong Arrows are made every year."
"Could it be..."
Mouri Kogoro's expression changed, and he completely forgot what he had told the two detectives, one black and one small, to "don't cause trouble."
He stepped forward in a few steps, grabbed Monkyo Benzo by the collar, and picked him up, "Hey! You bastard, tell me what happened when you saw this!"
"You mustache...do you want to fight, hiccup..."
Monkyo Benzo staggered and struggled a few times, and the two dugong arrows that happened to be in his arms slipped out and fell to the ground.
When everyone saw this scene, the expressions on their faces were different.
In the end, it was Fukuyama Rokuro who came to his senses first. He bent down and picked up the dugong arrow on the ground, and his tone became extremely cold:
"Mr. Maori, this is the mourning hall. Let's take Mr. Men Xie outside to talk!"
"Okay!" Mouri Kogoro nodded.
As a result, Monkyo Benzo was held in the middle by two people, one on the left and the other on the right. Even if he wanted to resist, he couldn't do it, so he had to follow out very reluctantly.
The courtyard of the Ebihara family.
After carefully inspecting the dugong arrows, Shimabukuro Kimie said: "Yes, these two were distributed this year. You see here is the mark made by my...grandma."
Hattori Heiji frowned and said: "Kazuha, your dugong arrow..."
"I always carry it with me," Yuan Shan and Ye took out a cloth parcel from his arms, "Look, it's right here..."
"So, this arrow must belong to Miss Naoko," Mouri Kogoro turned around and asked, "Tell me, Mr. Kadowaki! Why do you have two dugong arrows!"
"Bullshit...nonsense, hiccup...Of course I picked it up," Monkyo Benzo said with an attitude like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, "Anyway, that woman threw it away..."
"Impossible! Naoko admires mermaids very much," Fukuyama Rokuro said with a cold face, "How could she throw away the dugong arrows that she treasures so much!"
"Tell me! What did you do to Miss Naoko?"
Mouri Kogoro asked: "Also, the number plate you drew yesterday was clearly No. 44, and the No. 3 wooden number was drawn by Miss Koumei. We have also confirmed this through the shrine's roster!"
"Really...really?"
Hearing this, Fukuyama Rokuro became completely angry. He raised his fist and hit Monkyo Benzo hard on the face.
Hisumi Ebihara, Naoko Kuroe, Kimie Shimabukuro, and Saori Kadokyo, who is still missing.
Among these four people, although he likes Shimabukuro Kimie who is the shrine witch, the remaining three, even the daughter of the drunkard in front of him, have been his playmates since childhood.
Hisumi Ebihara is dead, Saori Kabuto is missing, and Naoko Kuroe's arrow appears in his hand again. Could it be Kimie is next?
"You...you bastard, how dare you hit me!" Monkyo Benzo was half awake from the wine, he staggered up and was about to rush over to fight back.
Fortunately, Hattori Heiji and Mouri Kogoro had quick eyesight and quick hands, and each stopped the other, thus preventing the conflict from further escalating.
This guy is too impulsive...
Conan frowned and suddenly noticed Benzo Benzo's cell phone that he had dropped on the ground, and quickly ran over to pick it up.
For middle-aged and elderly people in their 50s, the protective measures for mobile phones will generally be in the following two states:
First, when setting a numeric password, '1234' is usually used perfunctorily;
Secondly, there is no password set at all. After throwing it away, it all depends on the character of the person who picked it up.
Of course, when mobile phones evolved into smart phones, graphic passwords were added. Based on the second possibility, the graphic passwords of these people will still be set to simple graphics such as the letter 'L' or 'Z' .
Therefore, in Conan's eyes, there is no secret in the mobile phone hidden by Benxie Monkyo.
Open the tool and check your mailbox.
A certain detective couldn't calm down for a long time as he looked at the message sent to Naoko Kuroe, asking her to come to Ebihara's house to meet this morning.
"It's...really him?"
