Conan: I've been linked to the tech tree system.

"Hmm? A snowman?" Yamamura Misao examined it as he walked over.

"You mean this is the graduation exhibition or something?" He patted the snowman's head.

"Ah, what's the problem?"

Itaba Ichiba was strange.

"So, Mr. Itabashi, who was making the snowman at such close range, didn't he hear Ms. Sakuko's voice at all?" Yamamura Misao measured the distance between the cliff and the snowman. "It's quite close to where she fell off the cliff, isn't it?"

"Yes, I was here the whole time before we were supposed to have lunch together, but I didn't hear her voice at all."

Itabashi Kazuya walked over and said, "I've been focused on this the whole time, and besides, the wind and snow were very strong, and the noise was quite loud..."

Banqiao Yiba has an unusually large number of words.

"I see." Yamamura Misao nodded. "There's one more question I wanted to ask earlier... what is this thing?"

He poked the ugly-looking snowman with his finger.

"It's Yukio." Mentioning this, Onoue Maya, who was originally listless, perked up, showing that she really loves it.

“That may be true, but the final result depends on Itabashi,” Kiyama Kaji chimed in, standing next to her. “Because the design is entirely in his head.”

"Yukio, but at least I can tell it's an unfinished work."

Yamamura Cao said.

"Look, the oranges, apples, bananas and other things we'll need later are all piled up over there."

"Not at all!"

A child's voice rang out, refuting his statement: "Those are the parts of the snowman we made."

"The wind and snow blew its head off!"

The person who said this was a lovely girl named Ayumi Yoshida.

"Who are you guys?" Yamamura Misao was full of questions.

Chapter 182 The Terrifying Snowman

"we are!!"

"The Junior Detective League!!!"

With an attitude of "since you asked, we'll mercifully tell you," the members of the Junior Detective League dragged Conan into an embarrassing pose.

"Hey, hey."

Conan expertly rolled his dead fish eyes.

He glanced at Tohru Tohru, who had brought these clowns over, and was also a little puzzled.

He remembered that Tohru Tono didn't seem to like these brats very much, so why would he specifically call them over from the cabin?

"Ah, I see, I see." Yamamura Misao hadn't expected to be yelled at by a few unruly kids, but as an adult, he couldn't very well argue back.

I had no choice but to pretend to walk over and hold the "hand" of the snowman swaying in the wind.

"It really brings back memories. I used to do this when I was a kid, sticking gloves on my ski poles..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sudden gust of biting cold wind swept up.

The already swaying gloves were lifted by the wind and soared into the air.

"here we go again!!!"

Upon seeing this, Genta sprang to his feet as if he were under stress, trying to grab the glove that was flying into the air.

This happened before when we were building a snowman, so this one can't be blown away again!

Halfway through the run, he kicked a rock buried in the snow.

Its round body instantly lost its balance and slammed forward onto the ground.

“Hey…” Standing in front of him, Itabashi Ichiya instinctively caught the glove that was flying towards him, but he didn’t react in time to catch Genta, who was about to hit the ground headfirst.

At this critical moment, a hand suddenly appeared below his forehead, supporting his entire body.

"Whoaaaaah... Huh?" Genta, who had lost his balance and shouted, suddenly found himself suspended in mid-air. He stood up with the force of the backward movement, puzzled.

He then realized that it was Toru Tono, who was standing next to him, who caught him in time.

"Wow, big brother, you're amazing!" Ayumi ran over, her eyes sparkling. "You caught Genta with just one hand!"

“Yes, yes, with Genta’s weight, most adults would have a hard time supporting him with one hand…” Mitsuhiko nodded.

"Ah, it's not that exaggerated..." Tohno Toru scratched his head.

Although Genta is a bit chubby, he can't possibly weigh the same as a normal adult male.

It's not hard to understand that one hand can completely support it.

After all, there are people in this world who can dodge rifle bullets, so nothing is surprising compared to that.

Conan looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

It's not surprising that he could lift Genta with one hand, but in that sudden situation, he could react instantly, take a step forward, and coordinate his body to support a heavy object with downward force. That's rare.

Strange, Tohno Toru wasn't someone with particularly agile skills in his memory.

Conan thought for a moment, remembering that he had previously been physically weak.

Did you work out?

There were too many possible reasons, so Conan didn't think much of it.

Continue to ponder Tohno Toru's intention in calling the Junior Detective League over.

Given his usual style, it certainly wasn't baseless... It means the Junior Detective Club has their own unique characteristics that are helpful in solving cases.

But what is their connection to this case?

Conan looked around.

Could the killer have used the glove that Yuan Tai stuck in the snowman?

No, that's impossible. It's impossible for the murderer to control the fact that the gloves for adults and children are the same style.

So what exactly is it...?

Wait, a snowman?

Conan was taken aback and looked at the snowman that Genta and the others had built, which was now half missing due to the strong wind.

Could it be because of this snowman?

......

"Well, so in that case, we can basically conclude that this was an accident?"

Yamamura Misao closed his notebook and searched the area for a long time, but found nothing unusual.

"Yes, although I hate to admit it, that's probably how it is." Yamamura Kazuji nodded. "Sakuko, because of the weather, didn't see the path clearly while skiing and went straight off the cliff..."

"Okay, then let's go back first..." Yamamura Misao stuffed the notebook into his pocket.

Then a sudden sound interrupted him.

"Wait, Officer Yamamura."

Tohru Tono squatted on the ground, and after finally determining what was hidden in the layers of snow, he calmly stood up.

"This case is probably a homicide."

"what?!"

Everyone was shocked.

"Huh?!" Yamamura Misao exclaimed with a sharp, explosive sound.

"Wait, the situation at the time was nothing more than Miss Sakuko riding her skateboard in the snowstorm, accidentally sliding down the broken fence, falling into the pond below and drowning. That's the gist of it."

“The road to the pond was blocked, and no one had any way to get to the pond before our police arrived.”

"Furthermore, the pond is ten meters above the cliff edge; even if the prisoner tried to push it, there's no way they could have pushed it into the pond..."

Yamamura Misao kept repeating what he had mentioned before, becoming increasingly agitated as he spoke.

Tohno Toru was a little dizzy from meeting such a dramatic police officer for the first time, so he simply interrupted him.

"...And Miss Sakuko doesn't have any marks on her body from bumping into things on the cliff, right?"

Tohru Tono simply spoke for him.

“…Oh right.” Yamamura Misao suddenly stammered, “So how could it be murder?”

"In that case, the criminal could simply put Miss Sakuko inside something and push her off the cliff, and the whole problem would be solved, wouldn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Conan had a sudden inspiration.

"A snowball?!" His words caught Itabashi Ichiya off guard, who was about to retort with "It can't be a sled, a sled would be thrown around by the uneven surface."

“That’s right.” Toru Tono glanced around. Apart from Shiho Miyano nodding in understanding, the others still looked confused.

There was no other way but to cosplay as Shinichi Kudo and explain it to them, otherwise the murderer would definitely not confess directly.

"The snowball rolls down and sinks into the pond. Because the water temperature there is high, it will melt soon, and Miss Sakuko will quickly become a floating object."

"Are you kidding me?" Kiyama Kaji retorted. "It's true that Sakuko is petite, but if you were to try and squeeze a person inside, it would be an enormous snowball! And if you put it down a cliff slope, it would fall apart halfway down. It's not as simple as you make it out to be."

Kiyama Kaji, an expert in building snowmen, quickly offered a different perspective.

“Yes, and it needs to be at least 2 meters in diameter.” Maka Onoue calculated.

"And even if you could make such a big snowball, it would be difficult for one person to move it, wouldn't it?"

Itabashi Ichihachi finally offered his opinion.

Chapter 183 You're being a bit stubborn.

Tohru Tono walked to the snowman and gently ran her fingertips across the "snowman's" torso. The ice crystals refracted into tiny rainbows in the sunlight after the blizzard.

"No, actually, it doesn't need to be that big at all."