Chapter 140: One after another! Discordant noises!
The moonlight is like a veil, slowly covering the sky from the horizon.

Covered with blood, covered with death...

It seems that with an extra layer of filter, the sadness of the world can appear more beautiful.

The moon is cold and bright, and corpses are everywhere!
In the silent courtyard, on the ground covered with shadows of branches, a pair of black leather shoes stepped over a pool of blood.

The tall man lowered his head and kicked the corpse on the ground, stepped over the obstacle with the dead head still open, and came to a place where miscellaneous items were piled up to look for something.

There were at least a dozen people coming and going around him.

They all had solemn expressions and were dressed in black, searching everywhere.

About ten minutes later.

The tall man who returned empty-handed bowed his head in front of a gorgeous woman with silver hair and said, "Sir, we have searched and did not find Noah's Ark."

Suddenly, a pair of heterochromatic eyes swept across his head.

Just as the man's forehead was sweating, the woman finally looked away and ordered coldly: "Light the fire, and we retreat!"

"Yes! Lord Curacao!"

The man bent even lower and said yes respectfully.

He led his men to spill barrels of gasoline.

then……

The fire gradually burned brighter.

In the dark night.

From the house covered in red sporadically yet long-lasting moans rang out.

……

"This is impossible!!!"

In the police station.

Yamashita was shocked when he received the call!
He held the phone tightly and screamed at the top of his lungs, trying to deny the bad news he had just heard.

But the senior public security officials looked at the blood-stained ruins in front of them and told him firmly: "No, it's impossible. The people you left behind... are all dead!"

“…How could this…”

Hearing the distraught voice from the other side, the senior public security official frowned and said, "Mr. Yamashita, this is indeed very bad news, but please stay calm and save your tears for the memorial service."

"Now, you have more important things to do!"

Yamashita was not angry at these harsh words - in his current mood, he couldn't get angry at all.

He just asked very tiredly: "What am I going to do?"

“Don’t you understand yet?!” The senior public security official sneered!
"I am the only one in the public security department who knows the information you told me! Even though I am the leader, I didn't tell my men where their destination is."

"But, they were able to search the entire Hyuga family from top to bottom within the thirty minutes since you discovered the real owner of the pistol... This can only mean that they have an undercover agent in the police department!"

Yamashita's confused mind had no idea how to react.

Seeing no response, the senior public security official said, "Listen! Immediately control all the police officers who know this news... You don't have to worry about the senior officials! But you must keep a close watch on your subordinates!"

End the communication in despair.

He staggered down the mountain, his body tilted, and he leaned against the cold wall.

The white light above his head looked extremely dazzling, and the halos made him dizzy.

But he was an elite member of the Criminal Investigation Department after all, and he had seen a lot of the world, so Yamashita quickly recovered from the shock of his colleague's sacrifice.

He forced himself to ask, "Who knows about the fingerprints on the magazine?"

The officer who sent the pistol for inspection immediately said, "It's just me, the forensic officer on duty at the police station, and a few colleagues in charge of data analysis."

"Please, call them all here."

Officer Yamashita took a deep breath, but after looking at the other person's leaving back, he thought for a moment and said, "Wait a minute!"

He stood up from the wall and rubbed his temple: "I'll go with you."

"Wait! Officer Yamashita! What on earth happened?!"

Hattori had been feeling like he was being scratched by a cat for a long time, and now that the other party had recovered, he finally couldn't bear it any longer.

Yamashita smiled bitterly and had no intention of hiding it from him.

"The forensic personnel we left at Hinata Ji's house...were all killed!"

"What?!!!"

Everyone was horrified, but Mrs. Fujimori was the only one who shouted the loudest.

Her face was paler than the paper. "What's going on? Is it related to the kidnapping case? What will happen to my Maruta?"

"Uh, no no." Yamashita was startled by the scream: "This is another case... related to the pistol of Hinata Jito."

Seeing the woman's worried and unbelieving look, he thought for a moment and revealed, "This pistol is related to the terrorist attack in Osaka Castle last night."

Mrs. Fujimori's expression became even uglier when she heard this.

"How could... How could I be related to them... My Maruta..."

She murmured weakly, her legs went limp, and she fell to the ground.

"Madam!" Mr. Fujimori quickly hugged her.

Conan walked up to her and looked at her bloodshot eyes, and sincerely advised: "Madam, you should rest."

Come to think of it, it is incredible that a pampered woman, running around with two big bags and exhausted from always worrying about her son, can hold on until now.

Mrs. Fujimori struggled to get up when she heard this.

"No, it's okay for me...I'm not going anywhere until I see Maruta!"

Mr. Fujimori hugged his wife distressedly: "It's okay, love. Didn't the detectives say that his accomplices will be caught soon, and by then, Ganta will definitely be able to come back!"

He arranged the hair on his wife's forehead and said, "So, go back and have a good sleep first, okay? I promise you, when you open your eyes, I will make sure Maruta appears in front of you safely!"

Perhaps her body had really reached its limit, or perhaps the gradually clearer case and her husband's assurances gave her confidence.

Mrs. Fujimori hesitated and finally nodded.

Mr. Fujimori helped his wife up: "I'll take you home now."

"No! I'll drive back by myself."

The woman grabbed her husband's hand, her eyes firm, "You stay here! I believe Wan Tai must want to see his relatives as soon as he escapes!"

Mrs. Fujimori kissed the side of her husband's cheek, bent slightly, and left the police station with one step deep and one step shallow.

Yamashita suddenly thought that the other party also knew the real owner of the pistol. According to the police, he should also be kept under surveillance.

But looking at the poor woman's back, he really couldn't bring himself to ask her to come back.

[Forget it. After my wife learned about this news, she has been under my nose. It is impossible that she is the one who leaked the information.]

He found a reason for himself and stopped paying attention to the matter.

The temperature was still a little low late at night.

Maybe it was due to the heavy rain yesterday, the wind was damp and chilly.

Mrs. Fujimori wrapped herself in a thin coat, turned on her cell phone, and stared at the text message she had received twenty minutes ago, in a daze.

After a moment, she gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind.

Then he got in his car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove off in an unknown direction.

……

Outside the interrogation room.

After watching Mrs. Fujimori disappear from their sight, everyone turned their gaze away.

Officer Yamashita hesitated for a moment, but decided to replace him with another person to follow the police officer who had touched the pistol to monitor him.

He stayed behind to continue interrogating Hinata Jito.

He understood the style of the public security department, and that in the eyes of that group of people, they only cared about Japan's interests.

Once they come over and shift their focus to issues related to the pistol, they may not necessarily consider the safety of the hostages.

So, Yamashita didn't want to waste time.

but.

The development of things never obeys personal determination.

Even though Officer Yamashita tried his best to persuade him, Hinata Jito remained as carefree as ever.

Just when he thought he would return empty-handed again this time...

Hinata Jito took the initiative to speak for the first time!

"…What time is it now?"

"what?"

"I mean…what time is it?"

Yamashita glanced at the time on his phone: "It was just about 10 minutes after twelve... What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

Hinata Jito's tense body relaxed visibly. He seemed to have let go of some worries and felt much more relaxed.

Shan Xia suddenly had a bad feeling. But before he could ask!

The kidnapper in front of him suddenly raised his head: "Mr. Officer."

He whispered, "You don't have to look for him anymore. That child died a long time ago!"

The flowing air suddenly solidified and was extremely suffocating.

Yamashita's pupils contracted, and his fingers dug into the table tightly: "What... did you say?"

##
Osaka City Hospital is located in the new landmark of Osaka.

This music hall is quite famous, so even at late night, there are still occasional guests here.

However, because the lights were turned off due to the time of day, there were still many dark corners nearby.

For some reason, Mrs. Fujimori did not go home but drove here and parked the car.

She found a small garden nearby, looked at the pitch-black mass inside, and walked in with some caution.

The grass under my feet felt soft to the touch, but the rustling sound when I stepped on it made me feel creepy.

"Hey, is anyone there?"

Mrs. Fujimori shouted very quietly.

She swallowed and looked around: "I'm already here, why don't you come out?"

Even the lowest sound can sound loud in the dead of night.

As a result, just as she finished speaking, a burst of tiny noises came from behind a flower bed on the right.

A blurry black shadow passed through the sparse flower stems and slowly approached.

But Mrs. Fujimori seemed somewhat relieved.

"Where's the stuff?" A low-pitched male voice came from the darkness.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Fujimori immediately took out a bank card from her pocket and handed it to the other party.

The shadow took it.

"Oh, no one knows, right?"

"Of course not!" The wife was a little nervous: "This card is full of my private savings, even my husband doesn't know."

"great!"

The lady hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth and asked, "What about my child now..."

"Tsk! What? You still want to see him?" The black shadow sneered: "Forget it! His body has long been thrown into a deserted place!"

Corpse...corpse? !

In the darkness, the lady suddenly opened her eyes wide.

The black shadow simply put the card into his clothes, snorted contemptuously, and turned away.

He even grumbled and complained: "It's so annoying. After paying the surgery fee to the old lady, I have to go to the police station and turn myself in..."

Tears flowed from the corners of the poor woman's eyes, and her tense nerves finally broke at this moment.

He reached his hand inside the clothes and pulled out a shiny pointed kitchen knife!

Hatred overwhelmed everything. The lady grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands and rushed forward with a roar.

"Wait...what are you doing?!"

The dark shadow heard the sound and turned around, and was immediately frightened to death when he saw this scene.

He turned his head and tried to escape, but the dazzling light had already pierced his eyes!

"what--!!!"

With a shrill scream, the black shadow trembled as he looked at the knife stuck in his heart, and fell to the ground in shock.

……

he died……

##
"What do you mean he's dead?"

Yamashita looked at Hinata Jito in astonishment: "Could it be that... you killed him?!"

Hinata Jito nodded calmly, a trace of guilt flashing across his face like an illusion.

"At first, I thought I wouldn't be exposed, so after the kid saw my face, I shot him dead."

Officer Yamashita's face twitched.

He was very angry and wanted to yell, but what he had experienced that day had exhausted him both physically and mentally, and his body could not keep up with the intense emotions.

After a long time, he heard a hoarse sound like sandpaper rubbing against each other coming out of his throat.

"Where did you put his body...?"

"I put the child in a plastic bucket and placed it in an abandoned building near my home."

Shan Xia looked at him deeply and was about to leave.

But at this moment, an idea suddenly struck him, and he asked again: "In which building did you hide other things, such as any strange things that you picked up with the pistol?"

Hinata Jito's eyes flashed inexplicably, and he shook his head honestly and said, "No, there is nothing else."

Yamashita was about to ask again, but suddenly, the phone in his arms vibrated.

He frowned and answered.

"Hello, officer?"

Mrs. Fujimori's calm voice came from the other end of the phone.

There is no more anxiety, no more urgency.

There was a weird feeling down the mountain.

"Madam? What can I do for you?"

"Please send someone to Osaka Municipal Hospital... I killed someone!"

pat~

The mobile phone that fell on the table reflected the stunned face of the person below.

##
In the silent and deserted garden, a sculpture-like woman sat on the ground. In front of her, the body of a man lay with his eyes open.

In the howling cold wind, she didn't wait too long.

In just about 20 minutes, the honking police cars surrounded the entire place.

Mr. Fujimori rushed out of the police car first with a pale face.

But when he came to his wife, he didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only shout out her name with mixed emotions: "Love..."

"Excuse me, give me a moment."

A dark hand pushed Mr. Fujimori away, interrupting the awkward atmosphere.

Hattori squatted down and used the lights of the police car to observe the body with a knife in the heart lying on the ground.

This is a very young man, 25 years old... No! Maybe younger!
He has messy but very beautiful gray hair, good looks, and a very strong body, just like a debut star.

But unfortunately, that handsome face had become scary and stiff at this moment.

Hattori looked a little ugly, and he questioned Mrs. Fujimori emotionally.

"What on earth are you doing, ma'am?!"

The woman just kept repeating in a daze: "Maruta... is dead... Maruta... is dead..."

Hattori's next words were instantly blocked in his throat and he let out a long sigh.

They had heard about this from Officer Yamashita on the way here. Not only was Mr. Fujimori extremely sad, they also felt extremely regretful.

but……

"Ma'am, how did you know that?"

Mrs. Fujimori pointed numbly at the body on the ground: "He told me."

She answered everyone's questions one by one like a puppet, and soon everyone pieced together what had happened.

"You mean... just now when we were discussing our reasoning at the police station, you received an anonymous text message?"

Mrs. Fujimori had a blank look in her eyes and was slow to react. It was a long time before she nodded.

Hattori looked at the cell phone that had fallen aside, whispered "Excuse me", and picked it up and searched quickly.

Conan and Saotsu also came over.

Soon, at the top of the mail receiving page, they saw this message:

[Prepare 1000 million and come to Osaka City Hospital! ]

The message is brief.

Judging from the tone, there is no doubt who sent it!
"…An accomplice of the kidnapper?"

Saotsu looked at the man lying on the ground, stroking his chin and muttering to himself.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the whole case was filled with discordant noises...

(End of this chapter)