Corpse collector in Conan

Jiang Xia interrupted their shared state of confusion: "Since it wasn't Miss Wenzi who was driving, there is only one truth, which is actually--"

Mauri Ran hadn't recovered from the shock just now, and tremblingly replied: "Is it a ghost driving?"

Jiang Xia: "..."

He ignored his classmate's tempting question and continued what he had just said: "Someone else was driving."

"Someone else?" Maori Kogoro counted on his fingers, "President Horita is dead, his son and daughter-in-law are here, and we are here too. The only one who is not here is Mr. Horita Ryoji, and the man who is taller than me..."

Suzuki Sonoko was a little excited: "Didn't Mr. Horita Ryoji have been knocked down by the butler? The one driving must be Mr. Akai!"

FBI and out-of-control car, this is a scene that only appears in movies! I really want to rush out to see the scene... Uh, Mr. Akai should be able to deal with this situation, right?

Jiang Xia looked at the butler who was sitting on the ground dejectedly: "What mechanism did you install on that car?"

...

On the winding mountain road

Akai Shuichi was wearing headphones and secretly listening to the crime scene over there using the button bug he had placed in the restaurant.

Now, after hearing this, he glanced at the deflated steering wheel and smiled silently.

Across the street, the butler's voice came from the headset: "I installed an airbag on the steering wheel of that car - as long as the driver brakes suddenly, the airbag will be activated instantly."

Suzuki Sonoko was confused: "It turns out that it is just a safety measure, then you are a good person."

"Why are you so stupid, kid? You are nothing like your parents." Maori Kogoro couldn't help rolling his eyes. After all, he drove every day, and he heard the trap as soon as he heard it:

"When do you need to brake suddenly? It must be when you go down the winding mountain road to the corner - only by braking and slowing down in time and turning the steering wheel can the vehicle turn the corner and leave safely.

"And at this time, if an airbag suddenly pops out from the steering wheel..."

The two high school girls who don't drive often finally understood, and their faces became ugly: "The car will break through the guardrail at the corner and fall down the mountain!"

"That's right." The butler sighed, "This is how my poor son died back then. "

Conan was silent for a long time: "..." I didn't expect it to be like this. Is that suspicious knitted hat still alive?

... If he fell off the cliff but didn't die, maybe I could find a way to catch him and ask him about some situations?

...

On the winding mountain road.

Akai Shuichi looked at the upcoming corner in front of him, and his foot on the brake gradually exerted force without any psychological burden.

- When he saw the butler repairing the car in the garage overnight last night, he had already guessed who the murderer was, and guessed that there was a trap hidden in the car.

So before driving down the mountain, he The airbag on the steering wheel had been removed, and the tampered brakes had been repaired.

The curly-haired man wanted to use himself as bait to force him to drive down the mountain and fall into a trap. In this case, he removed the hook, took away the bait, and used the trick against him.

Just as he was thinking, the butler's voice sounded again.

"In addition, because the airbag I installed was seen by the little boy, the more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt, so..." The butler sighed, "I also installed a time bomb in the back seat cushion. Calculating the time, it is almost about to explode now. "

Everyone: "..."

The smile on Shuichi Akai's lips suddenly froze: "..."

After a short silence of one second, he looked up at the rearview mirror.

Boom! !

With a loud bang, the car exploded into a charred black on the winding mountain road.

...

What happened halfway up the mountain, the people in the villa on the top of the mountain were not aware of it for the time being.

Because he killed the wrong person, the butler lost his fighting spirit. Under the questioning of the detective, he confessed everything.

So soon, everyone found the hidden thing he had hidden in a hidden basement. The spare telephone line was used to call the police.

Not far from the telephone line, there was a young man lying on the ground, tied up like a dumpling and gagged. Seeing someone enter the house, the man stared at the people at the door and squirmed excitedly.

The eldest son: "..." Tsk, why didn't you kill this annoying brother together.

In any case, the case has been closed. With the detective and the police who are about to arrive, no new case can be brewed for the time being.

After waiting anxiously for a while, finally, several police cars drove up the mountain.

"Why are you here again! "Inspector Yokomizo yawned tiredly. He had just worked overtime for a sudden murder case last night, and when he opened his eyes this morning, there was another case. He didn't even have breakfast, and jumped up and rushed to the scene.

When he arrived at the scene and briefly understood the situation, Inspector Yokomizo felt a headache.

——Another person died, and the dead was a president of a high status.

The good news is that the murderer has been found, and he looks very shocked and tells everything he knows.

But the bad news is...

"An innocent passerby fell into the murderer's trap, broke the guardrail and fell down the mountain, and the car was destroyed and the person died?" Inspector Yokomizo suspected that he was not listening to the description of the case, but the outline of a European and American action movie, "And that person might be an FBI? ——Do you two know what you are talking about?"

"It's true!" Suzuki Sonoko thought of the ferocious temperament of the FBI, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "At least the first half is true."

Officer Yokomizo pressed his forehead: "No wonder I saw the guardrail was broken when I went up the mountain, and there were traces of explosions on the ground... Tsk, you really make trouble for me."

He first cursed the murderer, then turned to his subordinates and said: "Go down the mountain and find the car and the body. Remember to contact the fire department and explosion prevention, so as not to give me a second explosion."

The police were busy.

And innocent passers-by took the police car down the mountain and stayed away from this place of trouble - the school had an exam today, and they had to go back to participate.

...

Half an hour later.

One by one, TV stations' cars went up the road and arrived at the murder scene.

Although the reporters in Kanagawa Prefecture were not as keen as their counterparts in Tokyo in terms of murder, the large-scale deployment of police cars and fire trucks still attracted everyone's attention.

After learning that the deceased was the president of a large company and that he was killed by his housekeeper, a large number of reporters flocked to the top of the mountain because of this dramatic plot, and the case was reported in detail.

At the same time, the enthusiastic passerby who kindly sent the president home but unfortunately took the blame for the deceased's daughter and was suspected to have been buried at the bottom of the mountain, his life and death also made everyone who saw the news extremely worried.