Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Chapter 313 Daoming's Heart
  Snowy nights, storms, tunnels blocked by avalanches.

The familiar Blizzard Villa mode and the familiar sleeping Kogoro.

However, the direction of the case this time is a little different from usual.

The usual process is to point out the real culprit - kneel down and confess - and the ending song plays.

Today it has changed.

After the sleeping Kogoro pointed out the real murderer, gunshots suddenly rang out in the house.

The two hunters tore off their friendly masks and pointed their rifles at them with grim smiles.

Things started to spiral out of control from this moment on.

Tonight, the anesthesia needle in Conan's watch happened to be used up, and because of the snow, he happened to not be wearing those crackling sneakers.

Unarmed, they were forced to stand together at gunpoint, except for Kogoro, who was still sleeping.

Two hunters, one tall and thin, the other short and fat.

The only thing this tall, short, fat and thin pair have in common is that they are both ugly.

Too ugly to look closely at, otherwise you would be committing a crime.

And this gang of pure-looking hunters really didn’t have the ugly faces given to them by their parents in vain. They are living up to their expectations and engaging in criminal activities.

Perfectly fulfilling all the stereotypes people have about their appearance.

In this regard, the two said they were familiar with the road.

As early as four years ago, due to an "inadvertent mistake", the two unfortunate children said goodbye to this world forever.

This scene that should have been buried together with the heavy snowfall was unfortunately unearthed by this so-called famous detective.

They were forced to pick up the shotgun again.

Fortunately, God is still on their side this time.

The roads are blocked due to heavy snow tonight, and the police won't be able to come until tomorrow morning at the earliest.

They had enough time to send these unfortunate people on their way, and then calmly arranged the scene to create the illusion that these unfortunate people died in an avalanche. Just like they did four years ago.

The only difference is that there are a lot of unfortunate people this time.

The owner of the villa is a dead old woman and her two teachers.

There is also a group of famous detectives who brought their families with them.

A man with a mustache who was still posing and pretending to be sleeping, two girls and two little ghosts.

one two Three……

A total of eight people.

It is still difficult to create an avalanche big enough to bury eight people.

But it's not a big problem.

It's snowing heavily tonight and the night is still long, so they can take their time.

The combination of tall, short, fat and thin hunters is very confident.

Although in terms of numbers, their side is at a huge disadvantage.

Two of them, eight on the other side.

But hunting is no simple arithmetic.

They also had two loaded rifles.

In the field of hunting, 2+2>8!

Having a gun is awesome.

No matter how strong the prey is, it will fall to this crystallization of human wisdom in the light of the fire.

Not to mention the group of old, weak, sick and disabled in front of me.

Among this group of people, the only one worth paying attention to was the girl in pink with a strange hairstyle standing at the front.

The look in her eyes reminded the tall, thin, bearded man of the prey he once encountered in the mountains.

Just as hostile, just as unpleasant.

At that time, the sky was dark and the night was deep, and the mountains were covered with heavy snow. The prey managed to escape with the help of the favorable terrain.

What about this time?
  The right time, the right place, the right people and the right people are all there for them.

How to lose?
  As for now, you can collect some interest first.

The tall, thin and ugly man grinned. He didn't like the look in this little girl's eyes. He didn't like it very much.

The muzzle of the rifle was slightly raised, pointing at the girl with a hairband who was protected behind her by the girl in pink.

"This young lady with short hair, use the knife behind you to stab the friend next to you."

Sonoko, "!!!"

thump - thump - thump
  A clear and rhythmic knock on the door sounded at this time, and an uninvited guest arrived at Blizzard Villa.

The scumbags exchanged glances with each other, and the tall and thin man went to check the door to check the situation.

He walked to the entrance hall with a gun in hand, opened the door, stuck his head out, and looked around while shouting.

Without seeing anyone, the tall and thin man walked out directly with his gun, and politely closed the door before leaving. And then……

There was a loud noise, and the tall and thin man flew back into the house with the door closed.

The door of this villa is of good quality and very strong.

In order to achieve the achievement of carving out the door in the flesh, the tall and thin man naturally paid a small price.

With the help of the external force of the door, the already unstable teeth moved away from the tall and thin man one after another at this moment, and along with the blood spurted out, they drew a perfect parabola in the air.

The above sounds very long, but the actual operation only takes less than a second.

The tall and thin man was paralyzed on the door panel, his face was deformed and his teeth were missing. Blood spurted out from his mouth and nose and wet his front.

For the average normal person, this set of combos can be called a handsome critical punch.

However, considering that the tall and thin man was already so ugly that there was no room for him to decline, lying on the ground after finishing this combo made the short, fat, bald man feel more pleasing to the eye than before.

It's just that this isn't the time to think about it.

The short, fat man looked away and pointed the muzzle of his rifle at the uninvited guest who broke through the empty door.

"Don't move! If you come here again I'll shoot!"

Facing the muzzle of the gun, a tall man wearing a blue shirt and a black knitted hat approached the short and fat man step by step, as if he ignored his words.

Because the man's collar was very high, covering the lower half of his face, and he was wearing goggles, so he couldn't see what he looked like even though he was fully armed.

There is only one exception.

At this time, Sonoko walked out from behind Lan and walked quickly to this man who was quite familiar to her.

"He has a gun in his hand, don't go any further."

"Don't worry, as long as you focus on the muzzle of the gun and the moment when you pull the trigger, you can successfully dodge the bullets."

This voice...

The gunfire rang out, the man tilted his head slightly, and the bullet grazed his goggles and flew out the door.

The goggles fell to the ground, but the man in the knitted hat himself was unscathed.

"Look, that's right."

"Azhen..."

"hateful."

The short, fat man adjusted the muzzle of his gun and prepared to fire the second shot.

It's just that this time God won't give him a chance.

At the moment when the gunfire rang out, while the pudgy man's attention was completely attracted by Kyogoku, Mao Lilan quickly stepped back and shouted, causing the pudgy man to panic.

And then……

Two high whip kicks hit the short and fat man almost in sequence, successfully making him go to the tall and thin man for company.

The scene was so tragic that people couldn't bear to look at it a second time.

An icy storm surged into the house, bringing snowflakes with it.

The hunters with crooked mouths and slanted eyes lay peacefully side by side on the ground, like two corpses that had been run over by a car.

Fate or God has never favored these two.

It’s just that ugly people often cause mischief.

"Azhen, why are you back from abroad?"

"Let me see who your sweetheart is! By the way, let's see if he is really worthy of you!"

"what?"

Kyogoku really surrounded him, "Please stop pretending to be stupid, who is that lucky man?"

Sonoko said nothing, but blushed and pointed at Kyogoku Makoto.

"?" Kyogoku quickly turned his head to look back, then jumped away and turned back full of doubts.

"That person is you." Sonoko took the chocolate on the table, held it in both hands and showed it to Kyogoku.

The surface of the heart-shaped chocolate is outlined with pink floral letters.

To MAKOTO (to Ah Zhen)

Mao Lilan came over and said, "Although Sonoko's sweater hasn't been finished yet, the tea cup she made has been sent to you, Mr. Kyogoku."

Kyogoku Makoto: "Then...isn't that a vase? Ah...I have to leave beforehand..."

Suzuki Sonoko: "Wait a minute! It's hard to come here, just accept the chocolate I made! Here you go!"

Kyogoku Makoto: "I'm so sorry... By the way Sonoko, that leopard print dress you're wearing looks really nice."

While the two were showing off their affection, Haiyuan looked at the world outside the door.

Conan asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"I feel like... no, it's nothing."

No matter how you think about it, you shouldn’t, it’s just an illusion...

(End of this chapter)