Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Where's Mr. Uda?"

Yuji squatted next to Conan and rubbed his head vigorously under his brother's white eyes. The two brothers were not aware of Xiaolan's strange look at them.

"Mr. Uda said he came here to express his love. His car was modified by a car repair shop here. He said he fell in love with the daughter of that repair shop."

Eh... But his car looks old and worn out. Even if it is modified, it will take a long time. Reina Mizuna and Date Hang also thought about this problem and looked at Uda with more suspicion.

"The information he provided himself said that the car was modified eleven years ago. When he came back to look for the girl later, the repair shop had moved away."

Since he said he was here to express his love, has he found the girl he secretly loves again?

"It feels so romantic..."

Because the weather was getting colder, Xiaolan, who was wearing Machiko's coat, walked between Conan and Yuji and was very moved.

"I don't think it's romantic. Maybe that girl doesn't like Uda at all. Hasn't he always had a crush on someone else? Suddenly a man comes out and confesses to you, saying that he met you by chance more than ten years ago. Looking, sounds scary, doesn’t it?”

Yuji turned to Reina Mizuno for advice. He looked at Kil and nodded before turning his attention back to the case.

The only way at present is to deduce the criminal's method of luring the riders down the mountain. As long as you find this, you can judge from the things in their cars.

"Have Uncle Mouri checked the trunk of their car?" Yuji took out gloves from his pocket and distributed them to everyone. Except for Xiaolan, even Kojiro took them.

"Not yet. My uncle is not a policeman. He is not qualified to force others to let go for inspection." Conan tugged on Datehang's trouser legs and pointed at the three cars parked on the side of the road: "Officer Date, please. "

Datehang took out his police ID, opened the trunks of the three cars directly after giving the notice, and allowed Conan and others to follow him and observe.

"I've said it all, there's absolutely no way I'm the murderer of the silver-haired witch. You guys have been holding me here for an hour. If I don't go, I won't be able to find that girl until she gets off work."

Mr. Uda rushed towards Datehang, but was blocked by Mouri Kogoro and Fujiwara Kojiro. He could only watch the policeman take out a bouquet of flowers that he had prepared long ago from the trunk of his car.

"You're really interesting. People give roses when they confess their love. You give lilies."

Datehang stared at Uda with a gloomy expression, trying to use pressure to force him to speak: "Do you want to kill someone?"

Unless his brain is broken, which man would give a white lily on the day he confesses his love? Even if this Uda wasn't the murderer they wanted to catch, something was wrong.

"No, I just found out that tomorrow is the memorial day of that girl's brother, so I bought a bunch of lilies." Uda tightened his clothes and tried to take out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his sweat.

"I asked the hotel I booked to prepare the flowers for my confession."

Ignoring Uda, the group immediately walked to Miss Nakano's car and took out a high-end fishing rod. Datehang swung it in the air a few times and found that there seemed to be no bait in the car.

"You came here to fish, but didn't bring any bait?" Yuji and Conan also discovered the lonely fishing rod bag in the trunk.

Speaking of which, due to the thick fog at that time, my brother said that he and Uncle Maori only saw the headlights of the car driving towards the cliff. If this person tied a similar-shaped headlight to the head of a fishing rod, it would be easy to confuse people. Come on.

While the three people in front of the trunk were deep in thought, Reina Mizuno and Kojiro Fujiwara checked Zuo Shan's car and found that his trunk was empty, decisively eliminating this person as a suspect.

"Ms. Nakano, although I currently don't have any direct evidence to identify you as the murderer, the other two people are obviously not the ones who lured the riders down the mountain."

Evidence is easy to find as long as you know who the murderer is, so Datehang doesn't think Nakano can really escape.

Also understanding the implication of the policeman in front of her, the woman laughed, a long and sharp laugh that was extremely strange on this almost deserted road.

In order not to block the oncoming traffic from behind, everyone collectively moved to the emergency lane and looked at Nakano, who had his head lowered. Xiaolan hid behind Yuji, puzzled by this woman's motives for doing all this.

"My ex-boyfriend, he is a man who likes racing cars." Miss Nakano held the broken hair around her ears to make herself look less embarrassed.

"He actually said that I blocked his dream of racing, so he wanted to break up with me. That man! The money for modifying the car and the registration fee for participating in the competition all came from my salary..."

Her roar became much louder, causing passing cars to stop and watch the excitement.

"So no one who plays racing is good, those guys...those guys!"

"Are you kidding me!" The sudden rebuke interrupted Nakano's self-narration and shocked Datehang.

"Those young people who practice driving just regard racing as a hobby and interest. Why should they pay for your failed relationship!" Fujiwara Kojiro's saliva popped up in his mouth, making the bandage around his mouth wet.

"Aren't people like you even more hateful than that ex-boyfriend!"

"That's enough." Date Kou signaled Detective Maori and Mizunashi Rena to pull the mummy to the back and stop provoking the murderer. He then fished out a pair of handcuffs from behind and put them on the distraught Nakano.

"In this case, the case for this period of time has come to an end." He pushed the woman into Kagawa's car and asked Maori Kogoro to escort her back with him.

"Although you are emotional and attacked the police, you seem to be a good person." After pulling down the window, Date Kou glanced at Fujiwara Kojiro, wondering how such an upright person could rush up and attack the police without saying anything.

"Stop talking nonsense, you should do what the police should do."

Watching the car drive forward, the few people who heard the sirens behind them finally reacted and turned around and raised their hands.

"Hey, someone just called the police, saying that this side is blocking the highway, not allowing people to pass, and occupying the emergency lane!"

A woman with long blond hair in a traffic police uniform walked down from the blue Tokyo-style mini patrol car, looking past Fujiwara Kojiro in the front and looking at the two cars parked on the side of the road.

"Miss Hatsukoi!"

Uda opened his mouth wide and introduced himself in such an occasion: "My name is Uda Jiro. I used to repair cars in your car repair shop. It was eleven years ago. Do you still remember?"

"Ah... You are the person that Yokomizo said called our police headquarters."

The woman sighed: "I'm sorry, but I don't remember you..."