Chapter 922: Rena Mizuna: It’s over, it’s over
“The ski resort in Gunma County is where you first met, oh, that is indeed possible...”
Driving by car As they were driving on the road, Mouri Kogoro glanced at the restless man in the passenger seat with his peripheral vision, nodded, and said nothing.
Due to the conversation that took place in the office, the nature of this trip has subtly changed.
They went to the ski resort not to find Mitsumi Atsushi's missing girlfriend, but to verify whether Goro Akechi's guess was true or false, or in other words, to prove Mitsumi Atsushi's innocence.
Regarding this, Mouri Kogoro is not very confident.
"You met in this mountain next to the ski resort?" Observing the trees on both sides of the road, Mouri Kogoro raised his eyebrows strangely, "Well, that's quite a fate. "
Meeting in a ski resort, then this encounter is a bit romantic. Running to meet in such a deep mountain, this, just...
"Yes, yes... Oh, sorry, kind of "Cold." Triangle Atsushi had been rubbing his hands nervously, and when he noticed that Mouri Kogoro noticed his movements, he immediately looked like he was lost in memories, and began to describe the process of meeting his girlfriend, "That day was the same as today. It was a snowy day. She came to the ski resort to ski with her three friends."
"And then accidentally ran into the mountains here?"
"Ah, it was to take a shortcut. They were at the top of the snow slope. One of them was feeling a little unwell and did not dare to slide to the bottom of the slope, so they wanted to pass it from here and go directly back to where they lived. As a result, they rented a My car suddenly stalled due to heavy snow. My car happened to pass by there..."
"Heroes save the beauty?" Mouri Kogoro nodded lightly, without commenting on his description. This story.
If he hadn't come to the office to look for someone, he and his girlfriend would have been a very normal couple.
But after Akechi’s almost provocative reasoning, this story has become gloomy.
Thinking about this, Mouri Kogoro raised his head and glanced at the people in the back row in the rearview mirror.
Perhaps because of the quarrel that had just occurred in the office, Akechi Goro did not sit forward with a wink, and sat in the last row of the SUV, next to Hondo Eiyu who insisted on squeezing in together.
The mountains and forests outside were completely white due to heavy snow. The warm air in the car condensed into a mist on the windows. Looking out of the windows, almost nothing could be seen.
Tang Ze withdrew his gaze from the window, looked in the direction of Eiyou, and smiled gently at his gaze: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me? You seem to have been staring at me. "
"No, no, no..." Hondo Yingyu shook his head quickly, "I just don't understand. I saw two famous detectives at once within two days of arriving in Tokyo. It's really amazing. Although I am a fan of Mr. Mori, I also watch the show you participated in. I think it is really amazing and I admire you..."
"So, you are a detective enthusiast." Tang Ze smiled with squinted eyes, and pointed to the mobile phone he had been holding in his hand: "Do you need to take a group photo?"
"Ah, is it okay? Isn't it too troublesome for you?"
"Of course. It may be because I often appear on TV. People who recognize me always have this kind of request, and I am used to it. "
"Okay, okay..."
Tang Ze took his phone with a smile, looked at the camera, took the initiative to raise his hand, put his arm around his shoulder, and looked at I saw my friendly smile on the screen and pressed the shutter.
"The photos are quite good." Tang Ze looked at the photos and proactively suggested, "Do you mind sending a copy to the social platform? I think you can use my account to forward it."
As Goro Akechi, he is very professional in business. In addition to some daily content on his social account, he also posts interactions with fans from time to time. Sometimes he also posts photos with clients and other detectives. It is used to emphasize that one is not actually an artist.
Hondo Yingyu, who was still observing him, would not refuse. While watching Tang Ze skillfully playing with the account and typing in the content, he asked in a low voice: "I see that you often go to the Japanese TV station The program."
"Yes. I have a long-term contract with Japan, and it's a pleasure to work with him." After processing the photo, Tangze clicked on it and watched the loading progress bar.
"Wouldn't it be possible to meet a lot of famous people? That would be great..." Hondo Yingyou nodded, as if he was truly expressing his emotions.
"Indeed, sometimes variety shows will invite some popular artists to be guests to increase the attraction and increase ratings. For example, Ms. Okino Yoko, she also has a long-term MC job in Nippon TV series, almost I encounter him once or twice a week "Okay." After sending the content, Karasawa handed his phone back and suddenly said, "Speaking of which, you look a bit like that famous host, Miss Reina Mizuno, who happened to be participating a few days ago. The show she hosted.”
"Oh, I know, it's that program that unites multiple detectives to expose unjust and false cases, right? It's very exciting..." Bentang Yingyou smiled and pointed at his face, "It is true that people often say that. But, I He is the only son in the family."
"That's right... um..."
Tangze nodded, took out his mobile phone, found the account of Hondo Yingyou, and forwarded his message. photo.
One kilometer away, Mizuna Reina, who was restless, suddenly felt a notification tone from her cell phone and quickly lowered her head.
It was her SNS that sent new message notifications.
This is a trumpet account she specially registered to keep an eye on some topics she needs. Since Kumail's apparent identity is such a famous celebrity detective, she naturally cannot miss the opportunity to keep an eye on his movements.
…I regretted it after paying attention to it. It’s so noisy that in many cases, like now, it can even scare people.
Seriously, didn’t Gin and the others say that Kumail has a busy schedule right now? Why does Kumail, who is so busy, still have time to post several updates on SNS every day to interact with fans? Should I praise him for his dedication?
Her desire to complain completely subsided when she saw the photo. Almost instantly, her tightened fingers almost deformed the phone.
Kumail didn’t send anything new this time, he just forwarded a photo from an account.
In the photo, Eiyu Hondo, who is wearing big round glasses, is head to head with him, smiling at the camera.
Kumail's hands, which had already touched countless firearms, gently rested on the shoulders of Hondo Yingyu, with his fingertips almost pressing against his carotid artery, and a gentle smile fell on his face. In Shui Wu Lina's eyes, it was strange and strange.
Looking at the text he sent again, Shui Wulian's expression became more tense.
【I met a friend who looked a lot like Miss Minashi. It does look a bit similar, right? 】
Kumel... is this a warning or a temptation...
Tangze, who had completed the scary target, sat up straight and looked at the snowy scene outside the window again, silently evaluating in his heart.
The situations of Reina Mizuno and Shuichi Akai are different. Compared with Shuichi Akai’s driving force for working as an undercover agent is to find her family, she is a disconnected undercover agent who has worked hard to survive in the organization to this day. Her driving force is completely opposite to his. It's because of the death of a family member.
So, when her loved ones are about to face threats, which direction will she choose?
Tangze narrowed his eyes and smiled expectantly.
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"That's my car!" After driving hard in the snowy forest for nearly half an hour, Sanjiaodu suddenly pointed at the tree in front of him and shouted loudly.
“Well, it’s really here... So, you don’t have to entrust a detective. No detective will have a lover who understands you better...”
Mouri Kogoro said this, but he unambiguously opened the child lock on the passenger side to prevent Mitsuko from jumping out of the car due to his excitement.
Although he has not explicitly expressed support for Akechi Goro's judgment, he has been a criminal police officer for many years and has his own standards for judging whether a person has committed a crime.
Now, Triangle Du is nominally his client, but is actually half a suspect. He naturally has to take on the responsibility of looking after the case, so as not to make the subsequent investigation more difficult.
To put it simply, I am afraid that he will run away.
"I, I was just in a hurry..." Perhaps remembering Goro Akechi's words, Triangle Atsushi's expression froze and he hurriedly added, "After all, the document is very important, and so is she... ”
As he said this, his hands clenched tightly involuntarily.
This is the most important part of his plan, where success or failure depends.
He glanced at Goro Akechi, who was chatting and laughing with a few students in the back seat, with some fear. Almost as soon as Kogoro Mori stopped the car and unlocked the door, Atsushi Miku immediately jumped into the soft snow. Stumbling forward.
Mao Lilan and Conan, who opened the door, looked at his back carefully.
Regardless of the possible suspicions on him, he really looks like an eager companion, but with Akechi’s words, his behavior is like that of an eager murderer...
"Anshi, Anshi!" He rushed to the car window buried in snow and beat it several times.
The thick layer of snow fell down, and the scene inside the car fell into view.
A woman with short hair tilted her head and sat in the driver's seat. Judging from her posture, she was completely unconscious.
Conan, who quickly approached, noticed something strange about the scene at a glance.
With the snow layer removed, the woman's downturned face had a strange pink color. It seemed to be particularly rosy, but there was also a bluish-white color permeating it.
What is even stranger than that is the glass on both sides.
Stubs of tape, large and small, were densely covered with the edge of the glass.
On the passenger seat, there is an extinguished charcoal basin, with only a few pieces of remaining ashes left in the coal...
There is almost no need for a second glance, this scene is The most standard suicide by burning charcoal.
Mouri Kogoro's eyebrows stood up instantly.
Jiang Du was still beating on the glass, refusing to listen to the woman's name being called. However, when he tried to take out the keys from his pocket to open the car door, he was immediately stopped by two arms, one on the left and the other on the right.
"She is dead, Mr. Triangle." Tangze spoke first and gave a straightforward conclusion, "Please forgive me."
He was clearly announcing the result to the victim's family, but his expression didn't look like he meant it at all. His eyes were sharp and cold, as if he was telling him bluntly, "No need to be pretentious."
His attitude was already sharp enough, and the steps under the sharp triangle feet stopped for a moment. However, Mouri Kogoro, who had never seemed to have much nerve in this aspect, had an even more stern expression than him.
"Don't destroy the scene." Mouri Kogoro's eyes were bright and angry, and a vague flame-like emotion spread in his pupils, "Don't get close to the vehicle. Mr. Atsushi Mito, you are the last one to see It is indeed a bit risky to say that she is alive. You are guilty, but... now, you are the most suspect."
"I, I..." Unexpectedly, the first step when he arrived at the scene was to be refused access by two detectives. Zai Han. In the windy snow, Sanjiangdu felt like he was sweating all at once.
He turned his head and looked at the scene that had been carefully arranged and disguised by him. He only had one step left to rush in and save people to achieve his goal, and he let out a cry that was almost tragic and indignant.
"What do you mean?! Impossible, you are lying. Anshi is not dead yet, she is not dead yet! She can still be saved..."
Seeing that he seemed to want to take the opportunity to get closer, Tang Zeshen He took action and grabbed his shoulder.
A hand like a pair of iron pliers grabbed his shoulder, and Triangle Du was unable to move. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get out.
"Give me the key." Mouri Kogoro took the car key that he squeezed tightly from his hand and tried it from the passenger side first.
The key opened the lock without any hindrance, but the tape behind it seemed to be very tight, and he couldn't pull it open even with a lot of effort.
"Xiaolan, come and try."
Mao Lilan, who had been staring blankly for a while, came to her senses and hurriedly stepped forward to help.
After another effort, the door remained motionless.
"It should be due to the air pressure." Conan grabbed the edge of the window and looked inward, guessing, "The tape is too tight and the seal is too good. It is difficult to open for a while..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but frown.
This means that it is difficult to open the door directly. It is almost impossible to open the door without causing any damage to the scene.
“Try it from the other side.” Tangze, who had been holding the triangle, like a prison guard, suddenly said.
Mouri Kogoro frowned and quickly realized what he meant. He glanced at Triangle Atsushi and turned to the direction of the driver's seat.
For the purpose of rescue, the person opening the door will instinctively avoid the side where the victim is. It has to be said that the idea of Triangle Benedict is feasible to a certain extent.
This time, the door was still very tight, but after Mao Lilan also came to help, it opened almost immediately.
The woman's stiff body slipped down, and she was supported by Mouri Kogoro with quick eyes and hands, and slowly put her back to her original position.
"Your plan didn't work, Mr. Triangle." Tangze patted the almost limp man under his hand sympathetically, and pressed him deeper into the snow.
(End of this chapter)