A group of people returned to the hotel.
By chance, I met the sluggish-looking Mouri Kogoro in the front hall.
Suzuki Sonoko asked out of curiosity and learned that this perverted old man who had gone to take a mixed bath to prepare for an affair actually encountered a monkey in the hot spring. He immediately burst out laughing in a very unladylike manner.
Mao Lilan had no sympathy for this at all... Who knew her father would always have an affair every time he went out to play, and would do things that would make her very angry.
Seeing that no one spoke up for him, Mouri Kogoro felt depressed. He handed the bathing tools in his hand to Dr. Agasa and asked him to help him take them back to the room. Then he turned around and left the hotel dejectedly to drink.
Haiyuan Ai sent an email to Ye Gengyi about the situation.
Looking at Dr. Ali who was on the phone with Mao Lilan and Conan behind his back, he suddenly felt like he was seeing Mission Impossible.
Fortunately, the problem is nothing more than the naughtiness of greedy children and the failed lust of adults.
It wouldn't be enough to call back the two people who were searching for clues outside.
…
In front of the cabin in the back mountain.
At Ye Gengyi's suggestion, Muto Takehiko finally agreed to act as a temporary tour guide and take him around the old village area of Kitazawa Reservoir.
It was almost afternoon, the sky was overcast, and the cold air was blowing towards my face.
The two put on snowboards and walked through the woods.
There is a fairly flat mountain road from Lake Sawajiri to the reservoir.
Follow the channel all the way north.
The scenery also started to become monotonous.
At first, Muto Takehiko thought that Ye Gengyi would not be able to hold on for long and would ask for a rest.
As a result, reality refreshed his cognition again, and he looked at the young man in front of him who looked a little more calm than the aborigine himself.
Takehiko Muto couldn't help but sigh: "Maybe you should sign up for the snow walking activity held by the hotel..."
[If you want to breathe the fresh air and watch swans at Lake Sawajiri in the early morning, sign up for snow walking at the hotel front desk. 】
Ye Gengyi remembered this poster posted on the bulletin board.
As one of the ways to approach and investigate Harano Mizuki, when Muto Takehiko said this, he said 'hmm' without commenting.
Sniffing the increasingly humid air.
We walked for nearly two hours.
The width of the canal in front suddenly increased, and the sluice towering between the rock walls on both sides appeared in sight.
The old Beizhisawa Village had long been hidden under the shining water.
"This is it..."
The light of dusk made Takehiko Muto's expression a little more gloomy.
He put his hands on the guardrail and looked at the former residence in his memory in silence, feeling sad for spring and autumn.
Ye Gengyi had no intention of ruining the atmosphere.
He walked to the other end of the guardrail and looked at the two sets of fairly clear footprints on the snow.
Obviously judging from the direction, the owner of the footprints did not come from the reservoir duty room across a channel.
According to visual inspection, one shoe size is 43 and the other is 44. Judging from the ratio of foot length to body length and gait characteristics, the two are adult males of similar height.
It's a pity that I don't know if they carried anything or what they carried. There is no way to deduce the body shape and specific height of the two people from the existing traces.
Are other tourists driving here to visit?
Ye Gengyi thought about it and called Takehiko Muto to come to the duty room of the reservoir to learn about the situation on the pretext of drinking water.
Unfortunately, when the two of them knocked on the door and entered the house, the three on-call staff who stayed here were playing poker. After further confirming through chatting that they had not seen anyone else, they left and returned to the cabin in the mountains.
…
Time passed and it came to night.
Conan, who made little progress in the investigation, returned to the hotel angrily and found that Ye Gengyi had not returned yet.
He struggled for a while and ran to ask Haiyuan Ai.
I don't know why, but a certain detective boy always feels that if the person calling is him, there is a high probability that he will not be able to ask anything.
Haihara Ai didn't know Ye Gengyi's location very well, but she did receive an email before dinner saying that he was eating hot pot outside.
Hearing the news, Conan didn't know what to say for a moment.
…
Everyone had dinner in the hotel.
Except for Mouri Kogoro, who was still drunk and said he should go back to his room to rest, the others came to the souvenir shop inside the hotel, wanting to pick some souvenirs to buy home.
Suzuki Sonoko held a hand-made doll with village characteristics in her hand and asked Mao Lilan, "Xiaolan, what do you think of this?"
"Ah? What did you say, Yuanzi?" Mao Lilan, who was standing by the window looking at the snowy scene outside, was startled.
"This is it," Suzuki Sonoko handed the thing forward, "I want to buy it back as a gift for A-Zhen."
Mao Lilan looked at the hand-made doll and said with a smile:
"Yeah, not bad, very cute."
"Uh, cute...?"
Suzuki Sonoko sweated, remembering the scene in the medical room in the afternoon, and decided to test her best friend's aesthetics, and then said:
"So Xiaolan, what gift are you going to buy for Shinichi?"
"There's no need for what he said," Mao Lilan waved his hand, "Anyway, he wasn't at home because of the investigation when I bought it back."
"Really!" Suzuki Sonoko said with a face full of hatred: "If you don't tie the collar and continue to let him run around, be careful that he is taken away by other women!"
Hey hey, what kind of collar is this? Am I a dog?
After hearing the name 'Shinichi', Conan, who came over to eavesdrop, was speechless.
Mao Lilan felt a little uneasy when asked. He hesitated for a moment and took out his cell phone to call Kudo Shinichi.
Seeing this, Conan could only run to the snowy yard to answer the phone.
The two chatted for a few words.
Because Yuantai was so hungry, the three little heads who had been holding back in the room all afternoon suddenly ran out of the hotel in high spirits.
Conan didn't see Haiyuan Ai's figure and chased him a few steps worriedly.
I also remembered that when I was on the phone with Xiaolan just now, I wrote the types of souvenirs with my fingers on the snow and didn't wipe them off, so there was such a delay.
In the end, the child failed to catch up, and Xiaolan could clearly read the words written on the snow.
What a tragedy... Conan rubbed his forehead in frustration.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and he couldn't help but sneeze again as he chased him out without a coat.
Helplessly watching Mao Lilan return to the hotel with a disappointed face.
Conan hurried back to get his coat.
the other side.
The three daring little heads ignored the warning signs at the ski resort.
Sneaking into the snowmobile driving track, he found a snowmobile that had forgotten to remove the key due to negligence of the staff. He drove out of the venue arrogantly and successfully overturned.
Use the Detective Armband to contact Conan.
On the side, Huihara Ai, who was picking up gifts, came to his senses and found that the heads of the three little people were missing, and also expressed that he wanted to find them together.
The two rode a modified snowboard and found the trio along the route.
Conan looked at the snowmobile that was overturned on the side. There was no object to use it to pull it up, even the telescopic sling could not pull it up:
"I have no choice but to call the doctor and ask them to come over."
"Eh?!"
Yuanta was shocked, "No! Conan, I asked you to come over and save us just because you don't want the doctors and others to know."
"There's nothing I can do..."
Conan put his hands on his hips and was about to give a lecture on how dangerous it was for the three of them to sneak out and drive snowmobiles at night.
In the end, the words just got started.
Here, Mitsuhiko suddenly shouted angrily: "It's all Yuan Tai's fault! If you hadn't been too complacent, we wouldn't have rushed out of the runway!"
"what!"
Yuan Taixu asked with eyes wide open, "Didn't you also have a great time? Aren't you the one who said it was super shocking and super exciting!"
"Well……"
Mitsuhiko choked and retorted: "But... at least there must be a limit. I also said 'let you drive slower' and 'it's dangerous if you don't watch the road'. You said it yourself and it's your responsibility!" "
"What did you say!?" Yuantai's face suddenly turned dark.
"Stop talking..."
Ayumi wanted to step forward to break up the fight, but Mitsuhiko interrupted directly: "What? Am I wrong? Shouldn't you think more before doing something?"
"Hey! Are you saying that I don't use my brain?" Genta glared at Mitsuhiko.
"Eh? Do you have a brain?" Mitsuhiko asked angrily.
"That goes without saying!" Yuantai retorted: "I'm not like you! I like to use hindsight every time, as if it's someone else who is wrong!"
"I...I'm doing this as an afterthought?" Mitsuhiko became angry, "Genta, you guy..."
"How about it? Mitsuhiko, you guy..." Genta rolled up his sleeves.
"Stop arguing!"
Conan scolded sternly, "Both of you, please stop talking. Once you say your words, you can't take them back. Even if you regret and admit your mistake afterwards, the trauma caused will never be erased!"
"ah?"
Mitsuhiko and Genta were shocked, and they both stopped talking and turned to look over.
Conan took a deep breath.
Suddenly, he remembered the presiding monk of Shengyue Temple last time. He lowered his tone and said softly:
"Language is a sharp blade. If used improperly, it can become a terrible weapon. Because of a mistake in one sentence, you may lose a lifelong friend. If you miss it, you may never see each other again..."
"Yes, I'm sorry. Genta, I shouldn't have said that..."
Mitsuhiko was touched by these words. He took a deep breath, lowered his head and said, "Besides, I shouldn't put all the blame on you as soon as I encounter a problem."
"I, I was wrong too..."
Yuantai scratched his head in embarrassment, "If I hadn't been so complacent before, maybe I wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing..."
Conan: "..."
The crux of the problem should be that you three sneaked out!
I always feel that you are completely unaware...
Conan took a deep breath and didn't know if he should continue to explain the interests. Because once the topic changed from 'quarrel' to 'escaping', he suddenly found that he didn't seem to have the position to give a similar lecture, so he turned to:
"I don't know how long this snow will last. Anyway... let's tell the doctors and others about the situation here first."
"oh……"
This time, Mitsuhiko and Yuanta finally no longer objected.
(End of chapter)
