Chapter 974 Burning Red Cliff

The ambulance quickly took away the unconscious Naoki Shiro.

Nobushige looked at the empty room, lost in thought.

Naoki Shiro was not dead, but the murderer didn't know it. He definitely doesn't want Naoki Shiro or, if he learns that Naoki Shiro is unconscious in the hospital, he will probably find ways to assassinate him again.

But at present, Naoki Shiro is of great significance to the police. Hiroki's investigation results cannot be used as evidence. Only Naoki Shiro's confession can convict the real murderer.

Are you going to use Naoki Shiro as bait to lure the real murderer into taking the bait? Is this too risky?

"I have something to do." While Nobushige was thinking, Zhufu Gaoming suddenly said to him, "Before that, please keep it secret. Don't let anyone know that Naoki Shiro is in danger, and don't let anyone know that he is in danger." Alive or not.”

Xinfan looked at Zhufu Gaoming: "Officer Zhufu, what are you going to do?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I have some thoughts about Chibi. If I don't verify it on the ground, I'm afraid I won't get a clear conclusion."

"Are you going alone?" Xinfan frowned.

"A person is better able to think calmly. I'm asking you to help me stop Officer Yamato."

Although Nobushige was still a little worried, with his status, he really didn't have the qualifications to stop him. What's more, if he behaves too abnormally, he may arouse Zhu Fu Gaoming's suspicion.

After much thought, Shinfan chose to remain silent.

Zhu Fu Gaoming handed over the scene to the Xinye Department police officers who arrived. Most of these people knew Xin Fan, but they didn't know him.

Sato Takuji quickly protected the scene and moved Asano Nobushige, who was specially left by Officer Morofushi, aside: "Officer, please rest here. The forensic work will be over soon."

"No, I'm not..." Nobushige wanted to explain, but Sato Takuji had already led people to search every corner of the room where information about the murderer might be left.

Well, he's still as carefree as before.

Nobushige looked at the busy police officers of the New Field Department and suddenly felt a little emotional.

He had obviously worked with them, but no one would remember it except him. No one thought that Ogawa Yumatsu was him at that time. He was like an insignificant passerby, standing outside the transparent but cold glass window, silently gazing at the scenery inside.

This kind of thing is not surprising to Shinfan, who has mastered the art of disguise, but he seems to only feel emotional when facing people or things related to Zhufu Gaoming.

"What happened?!"

There was a burst of messy footsteps behind him, followed by Yamato Gansuke's question.

Nobushige stood up, faced him and nodded slightly: "Officer Yamato."

Seeing it was him, Yamato Gansuke frowned: "Mr. Asano, why are you here, Gao Ming?"

"Officer Zhufu still has some details about this case that need to be investigated."

At this time, Mouri Kogoro arrived panting heavily: "Isn't this Naoki Shiro's apartment? Why are you all gathered here?"

"Did something happen to Shiro Naoki?" Conan stood at the door of the apartment, looking inside, and guessed, "Although I didn't see Shiro Naoki, based on the behavior of the police officers from the forensics department, he should have been attacked by gangsters here before. Life or death unknown.”

"Ah?! But isn't he the biggest suspect?" Mouri Kogoro was shocked for three minutes.

"What's wrong with him?" Yamato dared to ask.

The police officers of the New Field Department had orders from their immediate superiors and would not reveal a single word, so for a while everyone turned their attention to Nobuhiro, hoping to get the answer from him.

Nobuhiro closed his eyes with a headache.

After a moment, when he opened his eyes again, he had already made his decision: "Just last night, Naoki Shiro was killed. The murderer is most likely to be the same as the murderer in the House of Death case."

Then he explained the situation where he overheard the phone call between Naoki Shiro and the murderer yesterday.

Conan felt annoyed when he heard this.

Really, he was here last night, but he actually believed Zhu Fu Gaoming's lies and went back to the hotel obediently. Simply wrong!

Nobushige finally chose the former between "Naoki Shiro wakes up" and "using Naoki Shiro as bait to catch the real murderer". This is obviously a safer approach. Even if he doesn't wake up in the end, he can deliberately spread the news to confuse the murderer.

"Oops!" Sato Takuji, who was searching, suddenly shouted, "The police officer in charge of patrol said there was a fire in the direction of the Death Hall, it might be on fire!"

"What?!!"

Yamato Kansuke hurriedly ran downstairs.

That is the most important evidence. Even if you have taken photos, there is no guarantee that you will not miss any details. You must save it!

But when Yamato Gansuke went downstairs, he saw Asano Nobushige had snatched a car from the police, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.

"Why is Asano so anxious?" Mouri Kogoro was confused.

Even if the evidence was important, it wouldn't be so, right?

Yamato Gansuke frowned slightly, and after a few seconds, his expression suddenly became stern: "Oh no, Gao Ming isn't in the House of Death, is he?!"

"Uehara, let's go there quickly!" Yamato Gansuke ordered Yui Uehara who was standing aside in a daze.

Yui Uehara came to his senses and quickly started the car.

…

At this time, Nobushige was already on the road.

It's about a ten-minute drive from Naoki Shiro's house to the House of Death. It's not that far. He should be able to get there within five minutes!

Nobuhiro rarely felt so nervous, but now, his palms were sweating, and his cold and slippery palms could not even hold the steering wheel firmly.

Racing, racing, racing.

He passed one private car after another, and maybe there was a scratch in the middle. It didn't matter. As long as he could arrive a second earlier, Zhufu Gaoming's chance of survival would increase by one point.

Hiro Shu knew how nervous Brother Jing Guang was now, so he silently provided him with the fastest route while dialing the fire alarm number.

As soon as we entered the mountain forest where the Death Hall was located, we could already see the fire and smoke not far away through the treetops.

The fever was so severe, if my brother was inside, could he really survive?

Nobushige gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator to the limit.

Hurry up, hurry up! !

Nobuhiro no longer realized how fast he was driving at this time. He only remembered that when he parked the car next to the Death Hall, the dust raised by the brakes stained half of the car door.

The flames soaring into the sky licked the surrounding air, and the acrid smoke filled Nobuhiro's nostrils.

He took out a bottle of mineral water, poured it on his head, and then rushed into the burning hall of death without hesitation.

Chibi, Chibi, if Zhu Fu Gaoming had not escaped, he must be next to Chibi!

Nobushige went through all the obstacles and finally arrived near Akashi Shusaku's studio, but the burning box that had fallen apart blocked the way to the studio.

He didn't have time to think too much, he held the burning book box with one hand and crossed over.

The flames burned the skin on the palm of my hand, but with the help of adrenaline, the pain was minimal.