Before leaving, Teacher Yonehara seemed to remember something and looked at the other male teacher. "Even if we lock the doors and windows, it's still too dangerous for Teacher Shimoda to stay in the room alone. Why don't you keep him company?"
"Uh..." The male teacher hesitated, but on second thought, two grown men staying together did seem safer. He nodded. "All right."
Once everyone had been assigned their tasks, the deathly silent villa became lively again.
After a while, on the second floor.
The curly-haired man tightly locked the doors and windows. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he clutched his head in agony. "I'm next. No, no, I can't die yet..."
As he muttered meaningless words to himself, the phone beside him suddenly rang.
The curly-haired man stared fixedly at his phone, then cautiously picked it up.
While a potential victim cowered alone in his room, trembling.
Downstairs, Jiang Xia stood at the entrance and watched Conan, dressed in nothing but a light shirt, wandering through the snow. He could not help asking curiously, "Aren't you cold?"
The Snow Woman was also peering over Jiang Xia's shoulder, her curious eyes fixed on Conan as though she were considering whether he was the Snow Woman companion she had been looking for.
It had been fine while Jiang Xia said nothing, but the moment he mentioned "cold," Conan suddenly felt icy wind pouring into his collar from every direction. He shuddered and hurried back to the doorway.
"Was the murderer really an outsider?" The Mini Detective sneezed as he continued pondering the case. "When Teacher Sugiyama's body was lying at the door after pressing the doorbell, everyone else really was inside... But if it was an outsider, there aren't any relevant footprints or tire tracks around the