Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 238
The wooden door is laid flat on the ground, even the color is very similar to the floor, so it is not easy to be found.

Bai Shu looked around its edge and found a little depression in a certain corner. He reached in and lifted the board hard.

Immediately, another cloud of dust rose from the ground, Bai Shu raised his hand and flapped it in front of his mouth and nose, while casually throwing the old wooden board aside.

Another set of stairs appeared in front of them, more dilapidated than the previous one, and the smell rising from the cellar was even more unpleasant.

Hui Yuanai waved the flashlight to take a picture, and stepped in first.After walking a few steps, she moved the tips of her ears, and suddenly caught some kind of blunt object being dragged on the ground, not too obvious a rattling sound.

She was stunned, and suddenly a dark figure dragging an overly long weapon appeared in her mind, hunched over and slowly moving forward, her heart tightened slightly, and she wanted to remind Bai Shu to be careful.

But before the words came out, she suddenly realized that the voice... seemed to be coming from behind her?
……who is it?
What about the white tree that was supposed to be walking behind her? !

Hui Yuanai's heart contracted suddenly, and he rushed down two steps, fully absorbing the doctor's lesson, and guarding against the possible attack of Sap.

At the same time she turned and raised her wrist, letting the bright light shine back.

The beam of light hit the face of the person behind him, Bai Shu turned his head sideways, raised his hand inexplicably to block it, "What are you doing with me?"

"...", Hui Yuanai stared at the huge wooden door in his other hand, and was stunned for a moment, "...Why did you take someone else's door?"

This kind of square plank is too inconvenient even if you want to use it as a weapon, and it is not flexible enough to be used as a shield. To be honest, it is better to use it with her hand.

Bai Shu really wasn't planning to fight with the door. Seeing that Hui Yuanai was really puzzled, he simply explained:

"When I opened the door just now, I felt that there was a buckle on the edge of it, which can be locked from the outside."

As he said that, he turned over the wooden plank with a side length of nearly 1.5 meters—his movements were quite flexible when he tossed such a large piece of things, giving people an inexplicable feeling of flowing water, as if he often knocked down the doors of other people's houses .

Bai Shu showed Hui Yuan Ai two dull and rusty metal pieces on the board, "Look, wouldn't it be very troublesome if it was locked from the outside."

If there were Maori father and daughter, he wouldn't bother to move things that could be solved with one kick.

But these two people are not here, the job of smashing the door still has to fall on him, it is better to cut the danger in the bud.

"Hmm...", Hui Yuan Ai always felt that this behavior was confusing, but when he thought about it carefully, he seemed unable to refute it, and even the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

Imagine the scene where the door was quietly locked and they were trapped in the cellar... She was slightly hairy behind her back.

So Hui Yuan Ai silently agreed with Bai Shu to carry the shield with him, and helped him take pictures of his feet to prevent him from tripping over the board, "Let's go."

Bai Shu walked behind her, and when he moved his steps, he glanced back secretly.

Behind him, a group of souls were instructed to follow one by one.

Most of these people have worked as domestic servants. They are very disciplined, and their manners are calm and standardized. They line up neatly and orderly. Bai Shu is in a good mood. He glances back after taking two steps.

After going down the stairs, Hui Yuanai stood in front of the last step, taking pictures of the surroundings out of habit.

This time, before she finished taking a full circle, her movements suddenly stopped, the light beam stopped on the right side, and shot straight out, illuminating a gap between the walls.

In the one-meter-wide gap, one can vaguely see a person sitting against the wall. He is wearing a black robe, and he does not look like Conan in height, nor does he look like a doctor in body shape.

Even though the man was still under the light and didn't seem to be threatening, Hui Yuanai still silently tugged at Bai Shu's clothes, reminding him to pay attention to this side.

Bai Shu threw the cellar door aside, and walked towards the person illuminated by the light, Hui Yuanai followed closely behind him.

When she was two meters away, Hui Yuanai finally saw the face of the man in black clearly after passing over Bai Shu's legs, and she took a deep breath.

——It was a faceless skeleton, with a few strands of messy long hair protruding from the gap between the bones and the hood. While it was frightening, it couldn't help showing bursts of physical disgust.

Hui Yuanai approached with a slight frown, lifted the corner of his robe to check, and said after a while:
"The person has been dead for a long time, but judging from the dust falling, it seems to have been moved recently.

After a pause, she remembered another thing, "If there is only this corpse here, then it should be the one that carved the words on the wall before."

"That's right." A voice came from behind them, followed by a flashlight, which illuminated them from behind.

Bai Shu turned his head and saw a bunch of his own souls huddled together, hurriedly pushing to get out of a way. At the end of that road, Conan and the doctor walked over one after the other.

Both of their foreheads were torn, and their clothes were covered with stains mixed with blood and mud. They looked really embarrassed, but judging from their walking status and current expressions, they seemed to be in good condition.

Hui Yuanai sized them up a few times and breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you all right? You're lucky..."

"We're fine." Conan put his bruised forehead on his face, showing a serious expression, "But this castle may be in trouble again."

"And...", he endured it, but he really couldn't ignore it, and finally turned to Bai Shu:

"Why are you here? Could it be that you just happened to get lost in the vicinity again this afternoon?"... No wonder I was so unlucky today, this kind of thing can happen to every castle I visit.

"I just arrived at night."

Bai Shu was confident, he took out the envelope still in his pocket, and shook it at Conan:
"Ms. Mori has received an entrustment from the owner here, but he also wants to go to Ms. Yoko's concert, so he asked me to come."

"...", it turns out that the aftermath of your influence has extended to the few hours before your arrival.Conan rubbed his forehead speechlessly.

Haibara Ai didn't know what Conan was struggling with, thinking that he was just the same as before, curious about the reason why Shiroki came to this wilderness villa.

So she turned her attention to something else:
"What do you mean the castle is going to be in trouble? Those children are still in the castle..."

"It doesn't matter, as long as they don't run around, they should be safe."

Thinking of how many children were still in the castle, Conan finally withdrew his divergent thinking and decided to solve this matter as soon as possible:
"As for the trouble... you have to take a closer look at that bone."

Hearing this, Hui Yuanai turned around and began to study again.

Although her major is not forensic medicine, as a qualified drug researcher, of course she has done a lot of anatomy and the like.

She quickly saw the problem, "female, the bones of the feet are much thinner than those in other parts, and the age..."

Looking at it, she suddenly fell silent, and a drop of cold sweat faintly fell from the corner of her forehead.

All the features of this bone highly overlap with someone she just met this afternoon:
"The old lady in the wheelchair..."

"That's right." Conan said with a serious face, "It's only when you haven't walked for a long time that the bones of your feet will show that characteristic. Coupled with your gender and age—that skeleton is the real Mrs. Mamiya."

"As for the one we saw during the day, I am afraid that after imprisoning and murdering the old man, he made plastic surgery to look like her and pretended to be her maid.

"But this kind of disguise can't fool the old lady's daughter, nor can it fool the waiters who have been serving the old lady all year round, so she simply burned them all to death."

Suddenly there was a small movement on the stairs, Haibara stood up mournfully, and Conan turned his head to look over.

It was very dark on the stairs, and only a figure could be vaguely seen running away from the bottom up.

Conan didn't chase after him, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his voice:
"Hey, I already know where the castle's treasure is hidden, why don't you come down and listen?"

The running figure on the stairs stopped suddenly.

Tens of seconds later, he finally couldn't help turning his head back a little bit.

Conan walked up to the stairs and raised his hand to shine on it. The beam of light illuminated a ferocious face covered with age spots.

　Happy 2020~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)