Early Monday morning, inside and outside the iron window of the detention room, Mizumatsu and Mikako Sato were wide-eyed, as if they were competing for someone's eyes.

"What are you doing?" Mikako Sato couldn't help it first and asked, with a bad tone.

"Let's take a look at the rare protected animals. There are not many police departments who are arrested for drunk driving these days." Shui Jianyue said in a bad mood.

Even though he was very familiar with Kazuko, even if Chiba and Miyamoto Yumi were in the car, Michiko Miike still killed her relatives with great selflessness and sent Mikako Sato to the police station.

According to the Traffic Law, if you drive drunk, you will be criminally responsible. The latest road management bill is sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than 10 years, plus a fine of not more than 1 million yen. You will not be able to obtain a driver's license for more than 3 years and not more than 10 years.

However, since it is criminal responsibility, it means that the matter ends up in the hands of the criminal police themselves. Although they cannot intervene directly, neither Officer Meguri, Matsumoto Management Officer, nor even the White Horse Police Chief, nor the plan to sit and watch the police go to jail.

After a series of ulterior motives, the facts have become that Mikako Sato was in the police state at that time, and the police lights were lit. The so-called stopping and inspection of the car was already in vain.

As for the specific operation results... I was detained for three days and not recorded in the file, and I was gone.

As for what Mizumatsu did inside... only Mizumatsu himself and the White Horse Police Chief knew.

"You bastard, don't mention this matter?" Sato Mikako had a hideous face, and it seemed that this matter was about to turn into a dark history for a lifetime.

"Of course there is no need for me to talk about this everywhere...but guess how did I know?" Mizumatsu asked with a wicked smile.

"How do you know?" Sato Mikako had a bad premonition.

"It seems that Yumi was in the car at that time?" Mizumashita said in a temptation.

"Impossible? Isn't she sleeping?" Sato Mikako began to despair. It was only a matter of time to know what Miyamoto Yumi knew and what the whole world knew.

"Then I don't know." Mizumatsu spread his hands and looked at Sato Mikako crazy with interest.

If Mikako Sato knew that Yumi Miyamoto woke up briefly when they went to Rokuda's house, it wouldn't be surprising that Yumi Miyamoto was pretending to be asleep when Michiko stopped him.

"Okay, I have to go and watch the three series for you for two days, so I won't chat with you more." I feel that Mikako Sato's attention has almost escaped from her loss. Mizumatsu waved her hand and left without taking away a cloud.

"Get out, don't give it away." Mikako Sato snorted coldly and turned her head.

After stepping into the office of the Third Department for a long time, Mizumatsu successfully brought silence.

"That... Sato Police Department has something to do these days, so I won't say much. Anyway, if you have something to do, come to me next door, don't say you don't know I'm in the second department!" After saying that, he didn't explain anything, turned around and left.

"Slowly, the police department, I just received the report! I encountered a murder incident!"

"What's going on?" Mizumatsu's eyebrows were twisted together. Since the police department of the Third Department is not present and the Second Department has no case, why did he hand over the case to the Third Department?

...

At the crime scene, Takagi kept thinking about the scene as usual.

"The deceased, Nishiyama, was 41 years old. At around 8 o'clock this morning, his mother, who came to his room to clean the body. According to preliminary examination, the death time should be early yesterday morning... Police... Police Department What are you looking for?" At the end of reading, Takagi found that Mizumashita was absent-minded and was protruding his head near the scene.

"It's okay..." Mizumatsu shook his head, thinking that he really didn't see the Maori family. It turned out that the distribution mechanism was the case of Maori family reporting the case of the Maori family. There was no Maori family's Fumizumatsu who was not there?

Very good, very correct...

Xishanwu was lying on the computer desk. The cause of death was poisoning. There was half a cup of water in the glass on the table, but neither the glass nor the water found the poison reaction.

The most interesting thing is that the computer in front of the deceased is still on, and the computer uses a text document to type a line of words: "I solved one, Master Shadow."

Master Shadow? What's the thing? Mizumatsu walked around and saw nothing special, so he handed over this place to the forensic department and looked for the first person to discover the deceased's mother.

It is indeed a bit bad to say that the deceased is in his forties and has not yet started a family, and he is still taking care of his mother.

"Sorry, can you ask, did your son have any visitors yesterday?" Mizumatsu politely asked this old lady who was in her sixties but had lost her son.

The old man did not cry, nor did he cry. Although there was a sadness on his face, he recalled it calmly for a while and shook his head.

"I don't know there are visitors, but yesterday I was at home almost all day, so there shouldn't be visitors I don't know."

"Almost?" Mizumatsu noticed this special word.

"Yes, although I am an old lady, I don't have to go out all day, right?" The old lady recalled and said, "I thought, from around 7 o'clock in the morning, I went to pick up newspapers and milk, which should have been wasted about five or six minutes, and then at one or two o'clock in the afternoon, I and a few old sisters took a walk, well... It's like an hour or two, and at 7 o'clock in the evening, I went to buy vegetables, about an hour." The old lady neatly reported the time she was not at home.

"The possibility of morning is not high, but it is indeed a bit suspicious at noon and evening... By the way, does Mr. Xishan have any job?"

"Where do you get the job when chatting online all day long? Occasionally, I don't know what to do. After getting a few thousand yen online, I proudly show off to me..." The old lady suddenly started to chatter and scolded this unlucky child.

"Excuse me...had he been to somewhere or where he was going recently?" Mizumatsu asked again.

"I think about it... By the way, he was going to a magic lover dinner today and asked me to pack his luggage... It's true that he didn't have a serious job. He asked for money all day long. "Unconsciously, the old lady scolded the dead again.

Mizumatsu had no time to care about these things, he just felt that some things were connected to give him a bad feeling.

"That... do you know where the location is?" Mizumatsu asked again.

"It seems that I said it was in the forest? I can't remember it." The old lady shook her head.

"Thank you, I'm going to see the scene again, you can rest for a while." Mizumatsu said that, and walked into the deceased's room again.

"Police Department." Seeing Mizumatsu enter the house, Fujiwara Sakagi was the first to come over: "We seemed to find traces that looked very similar to footprints outside the window, but they were not very clear and could not be connected to the inside of the house."

“That is, the visitor may have walked through the window…let me see.”

Mizumaki walked to the window sill outside the window and saw nothing at first. After Fujiwara Sakaki pointed out, he noticed that when he looked sideways, he could see the dim light and shadows as if he was accustomed to the outline of the shoes or the soles.

"Hey! It's snowing... It's snowing!" At this time, a few snowflakes fell from the sky, which almost made Fujiwara Sakagi and others panic.

I hurriedly held up an umbrella to prevent the falling snowflakes from destroying the shallow trace.

"It won't work now..." Kawasaki Hideki came over and looked up at the sky: "This is the rhythm of a blizzard."

Shadow Master... Xishanwu... Magic lover... Deep forest... Blizzard... Mizuma Yue felt something was wrong.

After thinking about it, Mizumatsu walked out the door, took out his cell phone and called Uncle Maori.

"Hey? I'm Maori."

"Hello, Mr. Maori, I'm Mizumatsu."

"Shuijian? Is there anything wrong?"

"That... I want to ask, have you encountered something related to 'magic' recently?" After hesitating, Mizumatsu asked directly, because he still felt that Conan would be related to this incident.

"Yes! My daughter and Yuanzi just went to a magic lover party. I just sent them in and are about to leave now. What's wrong?" Uncle Maori was a little surprised. The entry point of Mizumatsu's problem was very strange, but he did encounter something related to magic.

"That's great. Can you please go back and ask me some questions?" Mizumatsu said anxiously.

"It's strange. Mizumaki kid, you will ask me, a detective for help, tell me quickly." Uncle Maori joked. It seemed that Mizumaki's "exception" made him very willing to help.

"It's not a reason anyway... That's true. Can you help me ask if there are anyone among their members called Xishanwu or Master Ying?" Mizumatsu said to the phone.

"Can you... ask... call Xi... Master..." However, when the voice came into Uncle Maori's phone call, it became incomplete.

"What did you say? I can't hear it clearly!" Uncle Maori said loudly.

"...say...clear..." However, Mizumatsu could only hear a few words.

Looking up at the sky, Mizumatsu reacted. The damn blizzard had seriously interfered with the mobile phone model. Although the ground was still colorful, the weather must have been very bad at the high altitude that transmitted electromagnetic waves.

"Xishan is dead! Shadow Master is dead! Shadow Master is dead! Shadow Master is dead! Shadow Master is dead!..." Mizumama shouted and repeated to the phone in the most concise language until the signal disappeared and the call was interrupted directly. I just hope that Uncle Maori could hear some of the people inside the warning clearly.

"Xishan...Master...Shi...Die...Master Shadow...Master Shadow...Kill..." Uncle Maori's mobile phone barely chewed Mizumatsu's words and then spit it out, but the uncle still heard it from this.

...

In the mountain villa where magic lovers gather, young men and women were excitedly guessing each other's online names, and then interrupted by a rush knock on the door.

"Uncle? Why are you again?" The young man who opened the door asked speechlessly when he saw Kogoro Mouri and said, "Why care about his daughter's relationship like this."

"Dad?" Xiaolan was also very surprised that Kogoro Maori was returning.

"I'm asking if there are any people named Xishan or Shadow Master among your personnel?" Uncle Maori asked seriously.

"It's true, but they are not here now." The young man who opened the door before said disapprovingly.

"Of course I'm not here!" said the uncle seriously: "I just received a notice from the police that a man named Xishan died, and a man named Ying Mage killed someone."

"What are you kidding? Why did the police notify you?" The young man looked at Kogoro Mouri with his eyebrows raised, thinking that this person was just trying to disrupt the party.

Kogoro Maori didn't know how Mizumaki found him, but he didn't say it, but tidied up his collar seriously: "Because I am the famous detective Kogoro Maori!"

"Famous Detective!"

"Mori Kogoro!"

"That sperm detective?" Everyone had different reactions to Kogoro Mouri's self-introduction.

One of them was a fat man named Tukki Doi, and looked at a woman named Kiriki Tanaka in an unknown way.

"Oh, no matter what detective or not, if you want to know if what he said is true, just call Xishan, right?" A person who seemed to be the initiator of the party stood up to smooth things over, and while speaking, he called the phone number in the villa.

"Huh... why is there no sound?" After waiting for a long time, the man said strangely.

"If you haven't answered the phone, you probably have arrived soon, right?" said the young man who was upset about Uncle Maori.

"No, no, it's too quiet, there's no hurry!" the initiator screamed.

"How could this happen?" everyone exclaimed.

"Don't even have this common sense? This means that the phone line has been cut off!" Uncle Maori said: "Now you may have been targeted by that Shadow Master, so it's better to leave here as soon as possible?"

"I also agreed to leave here, it's so weird!" said the fat man named Tukki Doi.

“I agree.”

"I agree, too."...As long as someone starts, there will be many people who agree with the same intention but dare not raise it.

"Then let's go." In the end, everyone agreed and went back to get their luggage and prepared to return the same way.

...

"That...that's...no way..." The road leading to the outside of the mountain villa passed a cliff, and there was a narrow wooden suspension bridge on it.

The snow has really developed into a blizzard, which makes the visibility very low. When they walk to the position where the suspension bridge enters everyone's sight, everyone finds a hazy red light, which makes everyone have very bad guesses.

I hurriedly ran a few steps. When the cliff entered everyone's eyes, no one could see the suspension bridge. All I could see was the blazing fire. There was also a small figure shouting, "Uncle Maori! Sister Xiaolan!"

The suspension bridge was burned! They are now isolated from the world, and there is a killer hidden in the dark waiting to harvest their lives.
Chapter completed!