Five years' time.
That was enough time to destroy something.
The girl turned her head to look at the middle-aged woman without realizing it.
There seemed to be nothing in her eyes.
However, in Conan Edogawa's eyes, he saw icicles in the girl's eyes.
It was cold and sharp.
It was as if she was going to destroy everything.
This feeling was very different from the previous story.
Conan Edogawa couldn't help but think about it seriously.
He could feel the coldness clearly even though he was so far away.
It was like the feeling of the heavy snow in this place gave people.
A bold idea popped into the mind of the primary school detective.
He started to act like a real child again. Was it always snowing so heavily in this place?
As he said that, he still acted very cold.
His clothes indeed looked very thin.
Just like that, the middle-aged woman patted her own head.
She had been so careless that she had forgotten about it.
Then, she warmly invited them to her house.
Her house had some clothes for them to wear.
However, they were all coarse clothes. They weren't as good as theirs, and there weren't children's clothes either.
Mauliland and Mōri Kogoro were very grateful to her.
Conan Edogawa was also grateful.
However, a certain primary school student continued to test the water.
This place hadn't always been like this.
It turned out that this was a very warm and comfortable place.
Until two months ago.
Since that day, the heavy snow hadn't stopped.
It was really very strange.
As she said that, the middle-aged woman kept muttering.
After her description, the other people here also felt that it was strange.
The sudden change in the weather couldn't be without reason.
Conan Edogawa's gaze became even more serious.
Three months.
This was indeed possible.
All of them were given clean clothes.
However, a certain primary school detective's clothes were very loose. It couldn't be helped. These were all adult clothes.
On the other hand, Mao Lilan carefully helped him to fold the extra parts of the book.
Then, he finally put it on.
The things in the girl's eyes, this world, this place, and the heavy snow in the place they went before.
There might be a special connection between the two.
Conan Edogawa was too engrossed in his thoughts.
This time, he was discovered by Mauliland.
She called out to him, which brought him back to his senses.
Was it because of the cold?
Mao Lilan was very considerate, so she gave an explanation to Yue Yang.
As for this primary school detective, he could only brush him off.
There was only one way to help the girl recover.
He wanted to find out the truth behind the murder that had happened that year.
Whether the boy was the murderer or not.
Hearing this, Conan Edogawa glanced at the Strange Thief Kidd.
Except for Uncle Maori.
Among them, he was the only one who could propose to investigate what happened back then.
The young strange bandit had indeed sensed his gaze at the first moment.
Hey, hey!
The corners of his mouth twitched.
He immediately understood the thoughts of this famous detective.
However, he was not a detective.
He didn't want to be responsible for something like this.
That was what he thought.
However, he still asked this question.
The uncle over there was a very powerful person.
He could find the truth of the matter immediately.
The truth was that the boy had killed the person.
There was no doubt about this.
The middle-aged woman had such an expression.
And the young strange bandit showed a very confident and friendly smile.
Of course, they already knew this.
But after investigating the girl clearly, they could give up.
The middle-aged woman looked at him and the rest of them.
What he said seemed to make a lot of sense.
In the end, the woman finally nodded and agreed with his opinion.
The victim's house was not too far ahead.
Since that person died, no one had been to that place.
This was the place where that person was killed.
The woman pointed to a place near the door.
When he was found, he was lying here. The door could not be opened smoothly because of his body.
The person who came in came in through the window over there.
It was right in front.
They didn't remember what the body looked like.
This place looked like an ancient place.
So it was impossible for them to find the police.
Conan Edogawa made a little judgment.
The body was actually the thing that could provide the most clues.
They could only target the surroundings.
Someone drew the scene at that time.
At this moment, the girl who had appeared out of nowhere suddenly opened her mouth to speak.
Conan Edogawa looked up at her in surprise. He found that the icicles in her eyes were no longer as cold as before.
There were some emotions in her eyes.
His reasoning didn't seem wrong.
The corners of the schoolboy detective's mouth curled up a little.
And the middle-aged woman's emotions were even more agitated.
The child had finally recovered a little.
Even if it wasn't much.
But she was finally reacting to them.
She was no longer so dull.
She almost wanted to rush up and ask the child.
But in the end, she held back.
She was afraid of scaring the child again.
It wasn't easy for her to recover a little.
She couldn't do this.
In the middle-aged woman's opinion, although the child wasn't her own child.
But she always treated her as if she was.
The girl's gaze had always been on Conan Edogawa and Kuroba Kaito.
Even though they had been told that Mōri Kogoro was the most powerful person who could solve this case, her gaze still didn't shift to him at all.
Not at all.
She was very sharp.
The schoolboy detective couldn't help but become more vigilant.
But he also took the opportunity to ask the girl.
Where was the person who drew the painting?
The girl didn't talk much.
She just left alone.
And the schoolboy detective could only quickly follow the girl.
They walked for a long time.
They had walked to the end of the village.
They finally stopped in front of a very dilapidated small house.
There was a grandparent and a grandchild living in the house.
Mōri Kogoro immediately walked in front of the old man.
He wanted to ask him for the painting.
Not him.
The painting was drawn by the child.
And this child didn't look more than ten years old now.
Thinking about it this way, when that person died, he was at most five years old.
A five-year-old child could draw a painting.
The authenticity of this painting was indeed a matter of doubt.
They were all here.
Of course, they still had to see the painting.
This was the first thing Mauliland said.
The muddle-headed detective still had a look of disdain on his face.
The schoolboy detective had already run in front of the child.
In the end, he said a lot, but the child didn't buy it.
Hey, hey!
Conan Edogawa could only be helpless.
As expected, he was still not good at dealing with children.
So, he used his eyes to call a certain strange bandit over.
He happened to be here.
The strange bandit first gave him a triumphant smile.
Then he walked to the boy's side.
As expected of Blackfeather!
Mauliland sighed from behind.
The young monster thief easily took care of the boy.
At this moment, he had already run back to his room.
Then, after a while, he clumsily carried out a heavy painting.
This was what they wanted.
This painting was very realistic.
No matter how one looked at it, it didn't look like a painting that a child under five years old could draw.
The boy stood there looking like he was waiting for a compliment.
He did get praise.
Not only that.
One of the young thieves even took out a piece of candy from his pocket and gave it to him!
This little boy didn't know how to eat candy.
He looked at the candy over and over again. Then, he looked at the strange bandit youth for help. The strange bandit youth carefully peeled off the candy wrapper for him and let him eat the candy.
When the candy was put into his mouth, the child's face was full of happiness.
He had never tasted anything so delicious before.
This made the child reluctant to eat it.
He waited for the piece of candy to melt bit by bit.
The old man saw the child's expression.
He had to express his gratitude to the strange bandit.
This child had never been like this before.
This child had been very smart since he was young.
He was so smart that he didn't look like a normal person.
He couldn't make any friends.
This was partly because he didn't want to interact with other people, but it was also because other people were afraid of his cleverness.
Many people even called him a monster.
They had always resisted him.
In this way, the child could only choose to be alone forever.
This painting was actually not his best painting.
Paintings like this were no problem when he was three years old.
However, you don't have to worry about his painting!
Every place was painted according to the scene at that time.
It just lacked the atmosphere.
So that's how it was.
The strange bandit nodded with some understanding.
Then, he asked everyone present to look at this painting very carefully.
This way, Conan Edogawa would be able to watch the movie together with Conan.
The state of the corpse.
And the time of recording.
This painting had all of this.