Chapter 794 I Am the Second

"This is the statue behind the shrine."

Yuji saw a statue of a fox standing next to some small wooden houses in the small courtyard inside the blessed land. He immediately entered and stood in front of the statue.

After circling the statue and confirming that there was no mechanism, the boy hugged the statue regardless of the dust on it. After confirming that the statue was indeed connected to the ground and could still rotate, he immediately turned to the fox's head to face the south. Hearing the sound of a sound effect buckle being locked, he smiled.

Sure enough, this is the secret of the shrine. Next, as long as you move the other two statues to the appropriate positions, you will have clues to the next step.

Of course, I'm afraid there is something else going on here, because Hattori has already told him that he heard from Fukuro Yoshie that Tadashi Atsue had determined that the second step of the code clue could not be completed.

After leaving the yard and preparing to return to the front of the shrine, Yuuji took two steps and stopped where he was. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the swordsman wearing an oni mask walking out of the woods to the right.

"You can actually come up?"

He clearly arranged for Gojo and others to surround the mountain and light smoke upwards. The fact that this person appeared in the shrine meant that he had already reached the mountain before that and did not take the main entrance.

"It seems like you have a good relationship with this shrine."

Looking at the person opposite him with his left hand on the scabbard and his right hand holding the handle of the knife, Yuji kept his expression unchanged and beat his chest with his fist, making a dull clang sound, then took out the Glock and pointed it at the sky A shot was fired.

"Well, I didn't mean to scare you." Yuji was a little gloomy and tried his best to imitate a certain strange-haired person: "But I'm really a little annoyed."

Of course, the murderous look he imitated was much inferior to Gin's. In the final analysis, Yuji's eyes and attitude were just acting skills, but they still stimulated the ghost-faced man opposite him, making the young man feel relieved while his expression remained unchanged.

The person who killed the lawyer with superb swordsmanship was the ghost face who could use double swords, but there was more than one ghost face, and the person in front of him was not the murderer. Judging from the reasoning heard from Gojo and Nanakomachi, the murderer was a master no less than them. If it were him, the young man would have turned around and ran away.

"Leave the shrine and stop looking for treasure, and I will let you go."

The distorted voice warned Yuji.

"Let me go..."

Yuji slowly raised his right hand, held his forehead and shook it, then covered one eye and mocked the ghost face with a joking expression, as if he heard something ridiculous, staring at him with the other eye. .

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"Are you...surrendering?"

Washikomiya looked at the primary school student across from him in surprise, a little speechless. Her fists unclenched unconsciously, but they were quickly clenched again, and she complained: "You are so arrogant when you surrender?!"

"Who said I was surrendering?"

Conan shook his raised hands, and when the other party thought he was going to say something else, he said something shocking.

"This is a French military salute. It can be called a breast enlargement posture for girls, or it can also be considered a waist slimming exercise for the elderly."

Conan carefully educated Washokomiya Orange on the necessity and precautions of waist thinning exercises, and also reminded her that if the movements are not standard, it may easily lead to herniated discs.

"Oh, that's it..." Washi Komiya narrowed his eyes: "But you are not French, not a girl, and not an old man."

"How dare you define my nationality, gender and age, you are discriminating!"

Well, she was sure, this guy was American.

"You just surrender!"

"No!" Conan stiffened his neck and rolled his eyes.

"Bah, you think I don't know what you want to do. You must be waiting for others to save you, delaying time."

Washikomiya pointed in the direction where Yuji ran away: "That guy must have shaken someone."

"Oh, so you're not an idiot." Conan immediately put down his hands and muttered in a voice that could be heard from the other side: "Didn't you make a bet with that guy? Why are you so resistant to us solving the riddle?"

"I just made a bet with that bastard on whether he could guess the riddle, but I didn't ask you to actually solve the riddle."

Washikomiya's attitude made Conan a little curious. He held his chin and secretly turned on the recording on his phone while asking: "That guy Kuroba Kaito... what did he do to you?"

"What?"

It doesn't look like he did anything. How could he have become "that bastard" when he was making a bet in a friendly manner?

"It has nothing to do with you. This is a matter between our family and Black Feather."

After saying this, Washikomiya lifted up Conan's shirt with his left hand, and then took off his belt. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the watch with the scope open, and pinched Conan's left wrist with his right hand, causing the elementary school student's expression to twist.

"You bully children, you are not a good person."

With his feet off the ground, Conan mentally sighed at his brother's dummy.

Look, they are all around sixteen years old. Look how powerful this little girl is. Her younger brother is far behind!

"I said you..."

The instigating voice interrupted Chengzi, who was still trying to speak. She cautiously blocked Conan in front of her, leaning against the statue, looking at the group of men in black who climbed up from the mountain and held cigarette poles in their hands.

"It was you who made it look like there was a fire on the mountain." Washikomiya looked at the leading man and raised Conan a little higher: "I'm warning you, don't move around, I have a hostage on my hands."

These are the men of the high official's son. The kid in her hands is not that man's brother. He is not afraid at all with this hostage.

"There are hostages, so..." Gojo looked around and motioned to Nana Komachi to take people to the back and stay behind.

"Um, can you save me first..." Conan shook his legs.

"Ah, this is not within the scope of the gentleman's request?" Gojo spread his hands flat.

"Waishiko Komiya Touko, just turned 16, is a third-year student in Hakodate Junior High School. She has excellent grades and has been recommended to Hakodate Viola Girls' High School. In junior high school, she was the ace of the judo club. It is said that she also participated in the magic club and the supernatural club."

Gojo didn't care: "You are like this, holding an elementary school student in your hand, what are you threatening me. There is still a bright future in life, girl, don't go astray because of something that is not worth it."

"It's not... It's not something that is not worth it. You don't know anything at all."

Conan felt that the hand that was pinching him seemed a little heavy, and he blinked at Gojo desperately, trying to remind him not to provoke this girl.

"Really? I'm sorry."

Gojo took out a gun directly, as if Conan was dead.

"I don't intend to understand. If you don't let go of that kid, I will..."

Conan's eyes narrowed, and he felt the murderous intent clearly, it was not fake, and he no longer had the intention of joking.

"No! Can't shoot, she's just a girl!"

The elementary school student shouted at Orange: "Hey, hold me tightly, this guy will really kill you."

"This is a headache, the hostages betrayed and so on, but don't worry, kid, my shooting score is the second best in the history of the Tokyo Police Academy."

Wucheng counted down indifferently: "Three... two... one..."

"Bang!"