Conan Rick's Investigator

Moreover, in a mansion like this, searchlights generally deal with threats from the ground, and the light should mainly fall on the ground.

But strangely, the searchlight of the Angel's House often shines towards the sky, the heads of other angels, and the distant forest, places that thieves would never go to.

Suddenly, Qin Zhibo realized something.

He remembered the explanation of the second riddle from the secret language investigation and finally understood it all.

For such a complex riddle, the explanation of the secret language investigation is not concise and clear, and it still feels like a riddle after the explanation.

But after seeing the operating trajectories of these searchlights, Qin Zhibo also understood the key to the puzzle.

With the key to solving this puzzle, Qin Zhibo also came up with a good plan.

……

North Hall, restaurant.

From the afternoon till the evening, the police still didn't come.

Now, Conan no longer complained about the speed of the Gunma Prefectural Police's response. It was because they did not take his report, a primary school student's, seriously at all.

hateful!

Bagaya Road!

Conan was so angry that he cursed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

I was picked up directly from school and didn't bring a bow-tie voice changer. I'm afraid no one would believe me if I called the police again.

Unless you find that rookie policeman from Gunma Prefecture, Yamamura Cao.

Although this person is extremely unreliable, at least he has appeared in public several times with Kogoro Mouri, so it should be fine if he calls the police.

But now Mr. Zhong was staring very closely, as if he had made some kind of decision.

In order to maintain this delicate balance, Conan does not intend to act rashly now and have any conflict with Mr. Clock.

After all, there are hostages everywhere here, it's too dangerous.

Conan glanced back at Ayumi, Ayumi, Ayumi and the others.

In that case, just pretend that he knows nothing and wait until the time comes, then he will have no choice but to let the Young Detectives go home.

When the time comes, let Uncle Maori come over and ask the police to come back and investigate.

Just as Conan was thinking about his plan after leaving the Angel's Mansion, suddenly a series of new ideas emerged in his mind out of nowhere.

1. The tail becomes the head, which refers to the Angel of the North corresponding to the Angel of the South.

Second, angels will descend from heaven, referring to the rays of light from other angels shining upon the Angel of the North.

Third, blowing the horn uses black fragments to create a horn-like projection

4. Just Do It!

what is this! ?

Conan had no idea why this series of reasoning about the puzzle suddenly appeared in his mind, and it was almost different from what he had thought of before.

But anyway, let's verify it first.

He turned his head and looked out the window, observing for a while and found that the Angel of the North would be illuminated by the searchlight of the Angel of the East every once in a while.

That's it!

The second puzzle has no time limit at all!

It's 6 o'clock now, and there is still half an hour to find the treasure!

Conan showed a confident smile on his face, then ran to the restaurant door, turned around and greeted everyone loudly.

"Everyone, come with me!"

Chapter 932: People are sitting at home, and pots come from the sky

Conan's call instantly livened up the dull atmosphere in the room.

"What's wrong? Conan!"

"I know where the treasure is, follow me!"

Conan didn't explain it in detail here, but the three little ones are not too eager to learn too much, as long as they can find the treasure.

"Yeah! That's great!"

The Junior Detective League set off immediately. Mitsuhiko and Genta were the first to rush out of the room, followed by Ayumi. At the end, Haibara Ai held Yuriko Matsunaka's hand and ran together.

Sitting on the chair next to the dining table, Mr. Clock waited until all the members of the Junior Detective League ran out before he stood up slowly and ran out of the room.

……

Crossing the courtyard, Conan led everyone to the Oriental Angel next to the East Pavilion.

A ladder leads directly to the top of the lighthouse where the Angel of the East is located, as if it was designed for this moment.

Conan jumped up and climbed up the ladder to the top of the lighthouse, which was dozens of meters high.

The higher you climb, the higher the temperature becomes, and a cool breeze blows into your sleeves.

But Conan, who was determined to move forward, focused his eyes on the top of the tower and didn't care how high he had climbed.

On the ground below the tower, the three little ones looked up at Conan climbing up. Only Haibara Ai stood behind Mr. Clock with her arms folded, alert to his every move.

However, Mr. Zhong did not take any action at this time. Like everyone else, he just looked up quietly.

A few minutes later, Conan climbed to the top of the lighthouse.

In the lampshade of the constantly shaking searchlight, he found a sunken space that was exactly the shape of a black crystal.

Sure enough...

Conan smiled confidently, decisively took out the black crystal from his pocket and stuffed it into the empty space. The two fit perfectly and matched each other very well.

In an instant, a horn-like cone appeared in the huge circle of light projected on the ground by the searchlight.

The aperture continued to move along the preset rotation trajectory of the searchlight, and soon illuminated the Angel of the North in the distance.

At this moment, the beam of light from the searchlight projected the outline of the Angel of the North onto the hill opposite.

Together with the outline of the black crystal, projected just in front of the Angel of the North’s mouth, they create the shadowy image of an “angel descending from heaven, blowing a trumpet.”

Conan seized the opportunity, quickly opened the cover under the searchlight, and inserted the ballpoint pen he carried with him between the gears to stop the searchlight from turning.

"Hey! Over there!"

Conan stuck his head between the railings, seemingly giving directions to the Junior Detective Team downstairs.

"An angel has descended upon the other side of the forest!"

Mitsuhiko, who was standing below, shouted, “Is this true?”

Conan made a megaphone gesture and explained, "It's a shadow! The shadow of an angel blowing his trumpet!"

"Where the shadow of the horn points is where the treasure is!"

"It's on the hill opposite! The treasure is there!"

Conan deliberately emphasized the word "treasure", mainly for Mr. Clock to hear.

If the heir of the will is coveting the treasure, he will definitely run there immediately after hearing the location of the treasure.

And the facts were just as Conan expected.

The Young Detectives and others were still shouting from below, asking Conan to climb down from the lighthouse and go to the treasure together.

Mr. Clock paused for a moment, as if he had received some instructions, and suddenly turned around and ran towards the direction where the treasure was.

Conan, standing on the top of the lighthouse, looked at Mr. Clock running away with a slight smile on his face.

Sure enough, I was fooled.

Just as he thought, Mr. Zhong could not withstand the test of treasure. What he was about to do now was beyond the scope of his duties as an executor of the will.

There are less than 24 hours left. Once the treasure is found, all the treasure will be inherited by Yuriko Matsunaka.

So Conan had already guessed what Mr. Clock would do next.

He would first run over to confirm whether the treasure was really there. Once he had confirmed it, it would be time to reveal his dirty true colors.

But Conan also has a plan in mind.

There is an anesthetic needle in his watch, which can hit the target 100% as long as there is no hostage around Mr. Clock.

Now all I have to do is run over slowly and give Mr. Clock an anesthetic injection when he makes an ugly face in front of the treasure, and everything will be over.

This is called the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Conan thought his plan was perfect.

……

Conan slowly walked down the ladder from the lighthouse, and the young detective team on the ground couldn't wait any longer.

"Conan, let's go find the treasure!"

"Yes, Mr. Clock has already gone. He must have gone to steal Yuriko's treasure!"

The three little ones fully demonstrated what it means to be "the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuchs are". Even the owner of the treasure was not anxious, but they were extremely worried.

Conan smiled and comforted everyone, "Don't worry, the treasure won't run away, and he can't run away either."

Conan was not worried that Mr. Clock would get ahead of everyone else and transfer the treasure away in one go.

Because considering that Yin Shichuan Gangsan was once a stock investor, he understood what is the most stable and value-preserving asset in the world.

Currency, stocks, real estate... After experiencing the economic bubble era, these are unlikely to be the assets that Yin Shichuan Gangsan chooses to leave to his descendants.

The so-called treasure should refer to gold.

It would be impossible for Mr. Zhong to transport this precious metal in a short period of time by himself.

But even so, the three little ones couldn't wait any longer and started running towards the treasure.

Seeing this, Conan had no choice but to follow.

……

Soon, the Junior Detective Team and others ran to the hill where the angel's shadow was cast.

But when I looked around, there was no sign of Mr. Clock.

Conan was a little dumbfounded.

What's going on? Didn't he come here to check for the treasure?

The oriole is here, the cicada is here, but the mantis is gone?

Before Conan could figure out the situation, the three little ones had already started to move excitedly.

They ran to a charcoal hut on the hill, found two pickaxes, and dug down towards the location of the horn shadow.

With the temptation of treasure, Mitsuhiko and Genta multiplied their physical strength by 10 and continued to swing their pickaxes.

Suddenly, the ground trembled and a crack appeared on the bare ground.

"Be careful! Get out of the way!"

Conan warned, and everyone backed away.

The cracks on the ground became more and more numerous, spreading rapidly like a spider web. With a loud rumbling sound, the cracked ground formed a huge collapse.

And in the collapsed area filled with piles of earth, one can clearly see a tunnel leading into darkness.

Mitsuhiko ran to the tunnel entrance and uttered a miserable whine: "Another maze~"

This time it's not a maze.

Conan frowned as he looked at the tunnel below, knowing that this must be the final location of the treasure.

But why didn’t Mr. Zhong come in person?

Just as Conan was wondering and the others were about to go down into the tunnel to explore, a voice suddenly appeared behind them.

"Ha ha!"