Chapter 586 Islanders’ Charming Moment Award
“You met the joker? And you also bumped into the scene of Kuroe Naoko’s death?”
“After Karasawa woke up, Kuroe Naoko held him hostage. As he left, he was attacked again?"
After a simple exchange of information, the two high school detectives were both shocked and thinking, "I missed something terrible. "Things", and soon discovered the same commonality in the integration of each other's information.
——Shimabukuro Kimie.
"So, all the current dead and missing people are actually closely related to Shimabukuro Kimie." Hattori Heiji frowned, shook the water droplets from his hair, and said in a serious tone, "Including the long-lost ones. Kadori Saori, as well as the two recent deceased, they all grew up together and went out to study together."
"Combined with the character expressions of Kuroe Naoko and Ebihara Hisumi in these two days. From the looks of it, I wouldn’t be particularly surprised if there had been a very fierce conflict between them." Conan said in a calm voice, his face not looking good either. "Combined with the fact that a few days ago, Kaori Saori lost her arrow. , suddenly fell into a state of mental instability and madness, I feel..."
The heavy expressions on each other's faces can be seen from the subtle and unbelievable look in their eyes. What the other person thinks.
"It seems that we have come to the same conclusion this time, Kudo." Hattori Heiji put down the hand holding his chin and sat up from the table.
Toyama and Ye, who were also soaked by the rain, were taken to another room by Mao Lilan to change clothes. In this small lounge, only the two of them gathered together to discuss detective.
"Ah, it seems that the answer this time is ready to come out." With a long sigh, Conan rubbed the watch on his wrist and stood up.
When all these details are connected together, his current mood is like a strong wind and rain outside, with dark clouds and heavy rain amidst lightning and thunder.
If this is really the case, Ms. Shimabukuro Kimie has spent such a sad and painful few years...
Although the conclusions drawn by the two of them are combined , all other impossibilities have been eliminated, and the only specified answer is so unshakable, but the identity of the murderer will only add a greater tragic color to her sad past.
The witch who worked hard and devoted the most to this island was forced by pain and despair to embark on an irreversible and extreme path...
Shimabukuro Kimie's life seemed to be completely surrounded and swallowed up by this unpredictable and boundless ocean, making him a prisoner of islands and legends.
"Did the people who were protected by the mermaids eat the flesh and blood of the mermaids in exchange for happiness and immortality... What Tang Ze said is really right. If you think about it carefully, this is so embarrassing. What a terrible story.”
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“Rather than saying that she is the owner of this island, it’s better to say...”
Holding an arrow in one hand and holding an arrow in the other. Holding his teammates in a row, Tang Ze looked at the crimson color gradually spreading in the blue in front of his toes, smelled the fishy smell at the tip of his nose, and sighed.
"It would be better to say that she is a prisoner of this island." Naomi Asai, who was holding his hand, finished the second half of the sentence. She looked at the figure gradually emerging from the mist ahead and closed her eyes with compassion.
Although the methods they chose were different, although the reasons for returning to their hometown were different from the beginning, and their fates could not be called absolute mirror images, he was still on the island. Fukuro Junhui saw too many similar things.
Similar emotions, similar pain, similar struggles and sufferings...
Tangze shook his head, put down the arrow, and took another step towards the person who could already see the figure clearly.
The clear sky at the beginning was gradually replaced by thick fog that blocked the sky and the sun as they got closer and closer to Shimabukuro Kimie's direction.
This impression space, which has been highly integrated with reality, shows characteristics that are very close to the psychological state of Mi Bao himself.
Loss of sense of orientation, loss of normal tactile sensation, loss of normal emotional feedback...
The closer they are to the core, the more debuffs pop up on them, even if they are in another world The residents, including Noah, who could come and go as he pleased, were not immune.
Tangze could only keep holding hands with his teammates, like primary school students on a spring outing, holding them in a string, using the arrow in his hand to resist the erosion of various debuffs.
At this distance, they could already clearly find Shimabukuro Kimie's position without the help of arrow pointing.
Just watching the water continue to blur out, from the bright red at the edge to gradually becoming thicker and almost dark brown, Tang Ze could imagine what the scene ahead would be like.
Listening to the weak, wailing singing in his ears, Tang Ze took a breath and took a step forward.
On a convex rock, a woman with a body and a fish tail was leaning there, her eyes closed.
She was lying on her back on the stone, her naked upper body covered only by a thin white shirt. Her right hand was hanging down, and her fingertips were submerged in the almost black sea water, gently stroking it.
Every time she paddled the water, her fish tail, which had been infected and had no visible color, once again flowed out more fresh blood, flowing through her body like a small waterfall. The rough sea rocks below gurgled into the sea water below.
The scales on her body have turned completely black and red after the blood has coagulated. In the thick foggy sky, they have lost all their luster. Tiny blood drops are still seeping out from the gaps in the scales, falling and joining the blood stream. among.
She, literally, is transfusing blood in vain for this endless sea.
“Look at the reflection in the water.” Shocked for a moment by the bloody but beautiful dying shark in front of her, Miyano Akemi quickly discovered the clues in the water and reminded her loudly.
Tang Ze's eyes slowly moved downward.
Directly below the sea rock, in the thick black water, what was reflected was not the mermaid on the water, but the flames.
Yes, flames.
Looking carefully, the only blue luster left in the water is not the color of the sea water, but a layer of tiny blue fireworks. The entire black water surface, like the entire water surface, is filled with oil. of general.
In the midst of these fires, the screams of women, the collapsed houses, and the horrible smell emitted from the high temperature burning flesh, all made him feel like he had returned to Hinata Yuki's palace, feeling the burning flames again. suffering.
After being in a trance for a brief moment, Tang Ze quickly realized that everything was wrong and quickly cut a mask to isolate the feelings caused by the hallucination, feeling a little unhappy in his heart
What to say? Everything comes to the mermaid, and they can be burned by fire.
Wait, the next episode of Noah's program is designated as Abi's Journey to Hell. I feel really angry that he doesn't burn others.
"She's awake, please be careful and alert everyone." The mask on his face melted, and Tang Ze issued an order loudly, "Don't try to talk to her. She is a collection of unconsciousness, a composite of the characteristics of the impression space here. The body has no intelligence!”
As they approached step by step, the mermaid, who was lying dying on the rock and humming a sad tune, slowly opened her eyes. A pair of golden, snake-like eyes with only a thin sliver of pupils left, clearly indicating the animal nature of the owner at this moment, and also gave the beautiful and fragile mermaid a frightening sense of inhumanity for an instant.
They were like a group of prey that were really attracted by the siren and walked into the trap unknowingly.
The mermaid lying there slowly raised his upper body and turned towards the group of intruders holding arrows.
Her tear-stained face was still pitiful, but the fog around her disappeared in an instant as she stood up.
In the endless black water and the dark night, a bright flame, like the rising sun, rose from the end of the sea level.
This sun-like fireball not only did not dispel the darkness at all, but instead seemed to become the background of Shimabukuro Kime, clearly outlining her outline.
“Don’t be paralyzed by her appearance. Not only is she not weak, but she is about to complete the steps of merging with reality. Now is His most powerful moment, and His full body is about to appear. Defense!”< br>
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“You said you are detectives from Tokyo?” Fukuyama Rokuro looked at Mouri Kogoro, who was sitting upright with his head lowered and leaning on the paper door behind him, and was surprised. "You called us all here..."
"Calm down, everyone." Leaning behind Kogoro Mori, using Hattori Heiji's back to block his body, Conan aimed The voice changer began the next speech, "Now that the actors are all here, we should start to bring the three murders that occurred on this island to a conclusion."
" Three murders?" Fukuyama Rokuro frowned and repeated, "Where did the three murders come from? It's not just Shou Mei..." He said, looking at the islanders who crowded the mourning hall. They passed by each other, looking at the familiar faces, and slowly realized something.
"That's right, where is Naoko?"
"Well, I haven't seen her since yesterday."
"That's not right. If it happens three times, then Who else died? Uh, could it be..."
The islanders gathered together began to whisper, and there was some commotion. Hattori Heiji took a breath and showed his mobile phone screen.
Just when he was mercilessly thrown off the ropeway by the Phantom Thieves and forced to stay away from the crime scene, he stubbornly took out his mobile phone and took pictures in the direction of Naoko Kuroe's body as much as possible. .
In order to obtain the clearest image possible, he also took as many shots as possible, hoping to get at least one usable photo from the various telephoto shots that were extremely blurry.
——Thanks again to Karasawa for purchasing this new mobile phone on his suggestion. Even though it has experienced heavy rains, flash floods, and almost falling off a cliff and being actually thrown off a cliff, it is still tenacious. Working hard and becoming a solid backing for the detectives.
“This is the scene we witnessed in the mountains.” Hattori Heiji showed the photo that had been carefully selected so that the face of the hanging person could be seen as clearly as possible, and showed it to the islanders in front of him. Let's see, "I'm sorry to tell you that Miss Kuroe Naoko has died in the mountains. Because we encountered a flash flood, we almost couldn't come back safely, so there was no way to bring her body back. This may have to wait for rain. After stopping, the county police dispatched other equipment to search. "
"The third case, no, it should be said that the first case is about the deceased, Miss Kadori Saori." Holding the transformer at his lips, Conan made a heavy conclusion in the voice of Mouri Kogoro, "Yes, she did not disappear, but died at the hands of the murderer."
"Saori Are you dead too?”
"Although it's not that unexpected, I think she will get into big trouble sooner or later for offending others. But, it's not good to just say that someone is dead, right?"
"Hey, it was lost and damaged. People who were hit by dugong arrows died one after another. Isn’t this a normal thing?”
Listening to the noisy movement in the crowd, Conan poked his head out from the side of Mouri Kogoro and asked delicately. He observed the movements of this group of people for a while.
Those who can be summoned by them are more or less the ones who remain rational.
As for the perpetrators who put on cloaks and masks and looked like they wanted to gather people to break laws and discipline, even if they wanted to invite them, they probably couldn't.
Thinking of some of Joker's weird descriptions and comments, Conan has reason to believe that those people should be the type of people that the Phantom Thieves would "change their minds" in the conventional sense.
That is to say, a bad guy in the conventional understanding, the kind who will be sent a letter if you write Kaitou CH.
However, after removing those people, the remaining islanders still talk about dugong arrows and curses from time to time. I have to say that it really shows the characteristics of this place.
...They seem to have formed a conditioned reflex, a deliberate inertia, and can blurt out without thinking.
What a sad place full of evasion and lies.
With this evaluation in his mind, Conan waited for their discussion to subside a little, and then continued to speak clearly: "About this, I think I will get the answer soon..."
"Wow, wow, no. Okay, there's a fire in the warehouse!" Just as he said this, the screaming Toyama Kazuye and Mao Lilan rushed in furiously, dragging their hands with Tang Ze, who had his head hanging down and seemed to have lost consciousness again. In the mourning hall, "I don't know why, but the fire can't be put out..."
"And we found a corpse in the warehouse..." Mao Lilan, who was still in shock, patted his chest, "Uh, shallow She has short brown hair, wears glasses, and wears..."
"Saori, it's Saori!" Almost as soon as she finished saying this, the mourning hall felt like a pot was exploding, "Only Saori is. Such a dress!"
"It doesn't look like she is dead now, but after confirming that she is really dead, we just have to drag Karasawa out..." Toyama Kazuo laughed awkwardly and let go of the hand that had been holding Tang Ze's collar.
"Yes. And it's raining so hard outside. I don't know why, but the fire in the warehouse burned very quickly. If you don't help now, her body may not be recovered." Frightened, Mao Lilan, who relied on the willpower of saving people to not really frighten her hands and feet, also let go of Tang Ze's wrist that had been holding him back, and let out a heavy breath.
Draged by the two of them, they dragged them all the way across the grass steps and across the gangster's floor. Now they let go and threw them on the ground. Leon's head bounced: "..."< br>
Hey, forget it, let’s continue sleeping.
After being speechless for a moment, he did not adjust his sleeping position, but continued to close his eyes peacefully in this awkward posture of falling on the threshold.
Just right, so as not to let people notice the height difference between him and Tang Ze if he lies down straight, he can just lean it crooked, it will be the same even when he is asleep.
The next chapter is done! I feel so numb when writing about this American island [Close your eyes
(End of this chapter)