Chapter 850: The beautiful prosecutor is afraid

After the detectives discussed for a while, they all felt the situation was somewhat eerie.

Everyone decided to go outside first to check on the bombed cars; perhaps one or two had survived, or maybe the explosion was just a bluff?

Arriving at the courtyard, amidst the sky-high flames were several lumps of metal that could previously have been called "cars."

Kaitou Kid slumped onto the ground, wailing with a pained expression: "My rented car~~"

Others had also lost their beloved cars, but they didn't wear their heartache on their faces, all maintaining a calm and indifferent demeanor.

As for Akaso Kaze, he had already replaced his car with a Real Illusion back at the foot of the mountain.

An illusion car that could be driven, sat in, and even burned—magic was truly miraculous.

The detectives compared the burned vehicles and were surprised to find the maid's car parked in the back.

Chima Tokiyo and Mogi Harufumi drove off to see if the bridge had really been blown up.

Originally, Mouri Kogoro, disguised by Kaitou Kid, should have gone too, but he insisted on staying behind.

As the remaining few returned to the hall, a black shadow fell from above, crashing heavily onto the ground.

Looking closely, Hakuba Saguru was immediately shocked; the one that had fallen was his hawk.

At this moment, Watson was covered in blood, half of its sharp beak was broken, feathers were scattered everywhere, and its body lay paralyzed on the ground as if it had rickets.

Hakuba Saguru hurried forward, wanting to help but not knowing where to start, looking at the hawk helplessly.

The hawk's originally sharp gaze gradually dimmed, its drooping wings flapping weakly, as if it wanted to crawl toward Hakuba Saguru to seek some comfort.

Everyone looked at the dying hawk, feeling uneasy inside, and even more confused about who would commit such a cruel act against it.

After all, the hawk was a bird of prey, not a small animal; it held an absolute position of dominance in the sky, and it was difficult for humans to threaten it.

Moreover, judging by its condition, it wasn't a gunshot wound, but something else.

Akaso Kaze couldn't help but think of the strange bird made of black mist from earlier.

The hawk's body gradually turned cold and stiff, its spread wings like dead objects such as feather fans, never moving again.

Hakuba Saguru knelt beside Watson's corpse, burying his head deep, remaining silent throughout.

Keeping hawks was one of the traditional customs of British nobility, and this purebred Harris's hawk was obtained by Hakuba Saguru two years ago from a British noble client.

At this moment, Hakuba Saguru felt immense regret, regretting why he had brought it along.

"I'll go bury it first."

Hakuba Saguru silently picked up Watson's corpse and walked toward the door in a daze.

"Judging by the hawk's corpse just now, it shouldn't have been a gunshot wound. It seems it was fighting with something before it died?"

A voice sounded beside him, and at the same time, a soft sensation came from his arm.

Akaso Kaze turned his head to look; Gunta Ikumi was leaning against him.

This former prosecutor seemed to be a bit afraid as well.

In terms of the food chain, hawks have no natural predators.

To kill it in hand-to-hand combat, it would have to be a creature capable of flight.

This had already exceeded the scope of normal case-solving.

At the very least, the one who killed this hawk shouldn't be a human.

"Let's search floor by floor first; maybe that thing hasn't gone far," Akaso Kaze said.

Gunta Ikumi nodded in agreement.

She hugged Akaso Kaze's arm, pressing her softness against it, as if this would make her feel a bit safer.

Behind them, Kaitou Kid's gaze drifted, not daring to peek or make a sound.

He was afraid of annoying the Onmyoji; if he were ignored, he would be finished.

Originally, Kaitou Kid hadn't been this scared; after all, he had a hang glider, and at worst, he could jump off the cliff and fly away.

But seeing that even a trained hawk had been killed, he felt that even if he encountered that creature, he might not be able to escape unscathed.

It was better to be the Onmyoji's lackey; safety was guaranteed.

As for the boss chasing women or whatever, it was better to pretend not to see it.

Akaso Kaze and Gunta Ikumi started searching from the second floor and soon found some fresh bloodstains on the carpet.

The bloodstains were splattered across half the corridor. The two followed the source of the blood until they found a room with the door ajar.

Turning on the room light, they saw it was a piano room with a massive piano inside.

Stepping forward to inspect it, they saw scratches on the piano's lacquer finish caused by something sharp; these marks were very fresh and should be the hawk's claw marks.

This was likely the place where it had fought the unknown creature.

Gunta Ikumi put on her gloves and opened the keyboard cover; the inside was well-protected.

However, a yellowed piece of paper was wedged right between the keys.

Gunta Ikumi pulled out the paper, and Akaso Kaze leaned in to look.

On it was fountain pen writing with a sense of age, and the content was exactly the same as the hint the loudspeaker dummy had mentioned in the dining room earlier.

At this moment, a booming explosion sound faintly came from the distant mountains and forests.

Kaitou Kid immediately rushed to the window and saw a faint firelight at the bridge leading to the outside world.

Akaso Kaze looked through his Void Magic.

He saw the maid's little yellow car had exploded, and Mogi Harufumi was looking at this scene with a stunned expression.

Meanwhile, Chima Tokiyo was lurking low in the grass.

After observing Mogi Harufumi's reaction for a while, she turned and left.