Ikeda Chikako went upstairs to rest.
The first floor of the villa was quiet for a few moments, and Takahashi Ryouichi, who had been the most alarmed and excited just now, moved his lips, showing an expression of shame at what he had been told, and whispered in a somewhat embarrassed-looking voice, "Yes, yes, it's just a bandage freak, and he wouldn't dare to come into the villa even if he had to chop down the drawbridge, would he?"
"Wait for tomorrow when the receiver arrives, directly let him call the police on it."
His face was a little red, lowered his head, "The roof is still not fixed, I continue to repair."
He said as he walked up to the second floor, intending to climb up to the roof from the ladder that was set up on the second floor.
Suzuki Ayako followed suit, and unlike Takahashi Ryouichi, she was going to check on Ikeda Chikako because, "She's not in a good mood, probably because I brought up..."
A girl's name.
She swallowed as she was about to say it again, and sighed with a saddened expression, "I'll go see her."
There were five people from the university club.
Three of them went upstairs, and the other two, Mr. Cameraman and Mr. Actor, went their separate ways in conversation.
Conan followed each of their verbal movements thoughtfully for a few seconds, then looked up more sardonically than the two club members and greeted Ichijō Mirai with a good-natured, "Mr. Mirai."
And took the initiative, "Why didn't you just go out to see the drawbridge?"
Almost everyone in the villa rushed out to look at the suspension bridge, regardless of whether they had been attacked by the bandage freak, whether they had seen the bandage freak, or whether they had taken the so-called bandage freak seriously.
But not Ichijō Mirai, instead of checking for clues, he leisurely went to the kitchen and poured a cup of hot water and drank it slowly.
Sweet water!
Sweetened water was different from unsweetened water, the former was a little cloudy in the light, and Conan could tell the difference.
...But isn't Ichijō Mirai a detective?
What kind of detective doesn't care about emergencies, but instead relaxes like he's on vacation?
Ichijō Mirai took a few sips of hot water and smiled perfunctorily, "I have a cold, I'm not feeling well."
Before Conan could ask another question, he sat down on a chair in the dining room and tossed out a careless, "And without looking, I know that the suspension bridge was manually cut off at our end."
Conan immediately went for the bite, catching it like a Frisbee, "Huh? Why?"
"When I crossed the suspension bridge, I thought, 'This is a perfect crime scene, all it takes is for someone to cut the suspension bridge and block the signal, and the villa will be reduced to a stormy mountain house with no contact with the outside world'," Ichijō Mirai said, "So I paid extra attention to the sturdiness of the suspension bridge, and made sure that it wouldn't be damaged naturally in the near future."
Since there was no natural damage, the bridge could only be damaged by man.
Artificial damage to the drawbridge, creating a stormy mountain mode with no contact with the outside world, and what does that mean? It means that someone is trying to kill someone in the villa.
If they were going to do it, they would have stayed at this end of the villa, and the drawbridge could only have been cut down from this end.
The fact that it was an axe that broke the bridge is a good guess.
There was only one problem: if the murderer had an accomplice, he could have cut the bridge at the other end when the accomplice left.
But Ichijō Mirai knew who the murderer was, and knew that the murderer had no accomplices.
Before Conan could notice, he threw out the words again without blinking, "If it comes down to it, the assailant won't be able to wait long."
Again, Conan bites down immediately, "Why?"
The moment he bit down on it and brought it back, he realized: because Ikeda Chikako had told someone in advance that an outsider would come tomorrow, find the fallen drawbridge, and call the police directly.
The assailant had only one night to commit the crime.
So, who was his target?
There were two types of people present, those Conan knew and those Conan didn't.
The latter.
The former, with the exception of Ichijō Mirai, were present at the scene of the attack, and he was certain that it was never Ichijō Mirai.
...If this frighteningly perceptive man had done it, he wouldn't have come back unscathed.
And Ichijō Mirai had another question: "Brother Mirai, you seem to be in poor health?"
Conan asked.
He had only met Ichijō Mirai twice.
On the first occasion, Ichijō Mirai was rubbing the back of his neck, saying that he had accidentally slept in a strange position during the night, and that his neck was a little sore.
On the second side, Ichijō Mirai starts out lively, but before long he's got a fever.
I think he was cold from the wind and snow.
But he drove all the way here, didn't he? The only way to face the snow and wind was to walk up the mountain, and it was only a ten-minute walk, but even Conan, a small child, was alive and well without any discomfort, but Ichijō Mirai caught a cold.
As a grown man, he's a bit weak, isn't he?
Ichijō Mirai: "..."
"Frisbee" is 'Frisbee', why are you hitting people? You're having too much fun.
"Uh-huh," he said calmly, "yes, you're right, I'm not well."
He guessed Conan's reason for asking the question, and took a few sips of water down, taking a few deep breaths of hot air, letting the warmth warm his brain, which was hurt to the point of coldness, before he pressed down on the back of his neck, and calmly took the next step, "And if it's someone in the club,"
Then there is a question: why was the target of the attack someone outside the organization?
"He started with Ran-san because she was the closest to him," Conan said, "then I was the closest, then Sonoko-san arrived and was so close that he looked like he wanted to attack, and with his hand clenched on the axe, he almost did."
When she finally left, she was a bit reluctant, and seemed to think that one against three was a bit much, even for two girls and a child with an axe of their own.
After all, swinging an axe half a man high is a lot of work.
Ichijō Mirai describes Conan's intuition, "It's like the Bandage Monster doesn't pick and choose his targets, he attacks indiscriminately."
"He attacks whoever is close to him.
Conan nods and adds, "He's angry and murderous, like he's got us all listed as top targets."
There's no obvious priority because they're all targets to be attacked.
"Leaving aside the question of whether or not he's from the villa," Ichijō Mirai said in a relaxed tone from the perspective of a closed-mike detective, "there are two possibilities,"
"Either that, or he's so determined to kill everyone in the villa that he wants to kill them all."
"Either that, or all of us outsiders have broken some kind of rule, and that's why we're being hunted down, such as..."
"Inadvertently recognizing the true identity of our attackers?"
Ichijō Mirai's tone was soft, as if he were stating a fact, and it was so convincing that Conan couldn't help but nod his head in thought.
But not for long, he heard Ichijō Mirai coldly speak in an even lighter voice, "However, I have a matter of greater concern."
"What's your true identity, my dear?"