Chapter 597: Survival without a Car (Additional Update on Anti-Theft)

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The road back was relatively calm, so calm that Shiraishi was not used to it - there were two high school student detectives sitting in the car, and they were traveling through the suburban woods where they were most likely to encounter something. There were no tires on the car along the way...

"drop--"

Just as I thought of this, an indicator light on the dashboard came on.

Bai Shi lowered his eyes and let out a sigh.

Hattori Heiji was drowsy in the passenger seat when he suddenly heard movement next to him.

He sat up with a start. Before he was fully awake, he had already stretched out his hand mechanically, trying to pull the sleeping driver aside according to the rehearsal in his mind, and then apply the brake.

Mao Lilan was shocked and pushed him back to his seat: "Brother Baishi is still awake!"

"...Huh? Oh, I'm sorry." Hattori Heiji rubbed his eyes and came to his senses slowly.

Last night, he and Conan spent almost the whole night awake in order to investigate the cause of Nobu Takeda's death. This morning, I was once again focused on Shiraishi driving. In the end, Shiraishi didn't fall asleep, but he fell asleep first.

Hattori Heiji is very shameless.

He cleared his throat and sat up straight pretending that nothing happened: "What's wrong?"

"I forgot to refuel." Shiraishi always felt that he had checked the condition of the fuel tank, and there was still a lot of fuel at that time. But now that I think about it...it seems that Toru Amuro's car had a lot of gas last night, and he really forgot to check the rental car.

...Is this also the guidance of the mission?

Shiraishi got out of the car, looked around, and his eyes quickly stopped somewhere.

Behind the layers of woods, stands an ancient castle. The spire of the castle stands in the air, which is extremely conspicuous.

...Sure enough, as long as you drive through the woods, you are bound to get a flat tire or get stuck in a quagmire, or encounter some kind of incident.

Compared with the speed at which Dr. Agasa and Kogoro Mori were consuming the car, Shiraishi suddenly realized that it was just running out of gas, which was completely acceptable.

When Shiraishi saw the old castle, the mission jumped out very quickly.

Shiraishi said nothing, and the other three people began to discuss how to solve it. In the end, they all looked at the castle and concluded: "It is better to go to that family to buy some."

Many people store some gasoline in their homes, especially those built in the wilderness.

Shiraishi used the little remaining gas to drive the car to the side of the road to prevent it from occupying the road, then got out of the car and walked towards the castle with several others.

Before getting out of the car, he secretly stuffed a folding stick into his bag.

After getting closer, there was no longer any obstruction by the woods, and the whole view of the castle appeared before their eyes. It was even more majestic than when they saw it from a distance.

"This kind of exterior wall and patterns seem to be from a long time ago." Hattori Heiji set up a pergola with his hands and looked into the yard through the iron gate. "Some rich man must have bought it from abroad and rebuilt it here."

There was no one in the yard.

Hattori Heiji rang the doorbell for a long time, and a gardener came out.

The gardener looked very unfriendly. He might have been annoyed by the tourists or reporters passing by. He spoke before they could say anything: "Go back! Outsiders are not welcome here!"

While the tool man detective continued to negotiate with the gardener, Shiraishi looked at the scene in the yard and found several large chess statues on the grass.

Looking at the over-high spire of the castle and the traces of fire on the other side, Shiraishi immediately identified a certain incident among a large number of suburban incidents, and decided that if the gardener refused to let him go, he would sleep in the car later. Take a nap, and then use the mask to sneak in and solve the problem.

As for gasoline... you can wait for the police to come, use their car to drive back, and then tow it with the car.

However, these plans seem to be useless.

——Behind the gardener, a middle-aged man with a square face walked over.

He stared at Hattori Heiji and Shiraishi for a while - especially Hattori Heiji, and then suddenly asked: "Are you detectives?"

Hattori Heiji nodded. He did often appear in newspapers. Although for some reason, his photos in black and white newspapers were difficult to identify, there were always a few with good eyesight who could tell.

Shiraishi nodded. He is not really a detective, but because he has contacted clients such as several celebrity novelists, he has also touched a few corners in newspapers.

Seeing the two of them nodding, Mamiya Mitsuru twirled the mustache on his lips, thinking it was wonderful.

——He is the son-in-law who married into the family. Before his rich father-in-law passed away, he left a mystery in the castle and said, "The supreme treasure will be given to the person who solves the mystery."

This description made a group of people think a lot, and Mamiya Mitsuru was certainly very moved. But it's a pity that he is not good at solving mysteries. After so many years, he still hasn't found anything.

Recently, information has become more developed, and famous detectives in various places have become more famous.

Mamiya Mitsuru read several related reports and suddenly felt that he could use the power of detectives.

——In any case, detectives are paid to do things, so as long as you treat them as puzzle-solving tools, you are still considered the "person who solves the mystery", and you are not considered a violation of your father-in-law's instructions.

So Mamiya Mitsuru collected a lot of detective-related newspaper clippings.

Originally, he was still struggling with which one to choose, but he didn't expect that someone would deliver it to his door today.

Mamiya Mitsuru said that he would give them enough gasoline, and it was getting late now, so the four of them could stay overnight in the castle, with food and accommodation included.

But the condition is that several people must help him solve the mystery.

Tomorrow happens to be a rest day, and Hattori Heiji and Mao Lilan are not in a hurry to go back.

They were all very interested in this rare castle and readily agreed.

Moreover, Mamiya Mitsuru's so-called "conditions", in the eyes of Hattori Heiji and Conan, are completely welfare. They are happy to pour gasoline on it - this courtyard and the castle have their own mysterious atmosphere, and they will be interesting puzzles no matter how you think about it.

The transaction was successful and Mamiya Mitsuru was very satisfied.

He originally planned to tell a few people about the general situation, but then an important phone call suddenly came in.

Mamiya Mitsuru casually directed the gardener next to him to bring a few people into the castle for a brief tour, and then walked aside to answer the phone.

Several people walked through the vast courtyard and walked towards the castle.

The large lawn next to it was trimmed into the shape of a chessboard, and there were many chess pieces taller than people on the "chessboard".

Hattori Heiji thought this courtyard was very interesting: "Does your family like to play chess?"

"I don't know, I just work in the yard." The gardener was a little embarrassed.

He just pushed people out with all his strength, but unexpectedly when Mamiya Mitsuru came, he quickly let them in and acted as if he wanted to treat them as distinguished guests.

Now that the situation has changed, and now he is suddenly asked by a guest, the gardener no longer has the attitude of refusing people thousands of miles away.

He answered in great detail, trying to make the atmosphere less tense: "I just followed the instructions of the previous master to keep the lawn in this state - the previous master would do this, and it was also in accordance with the last words of the great master who passed away 15 years ago. "