Conan: Beika Town in the White Eyes

It was another good weather with bright sunshine, and the Maori Detective Office and his group came to this unknown mountain.

The reason why I came here is said to be a careful and strict selection from Uncle Maori, but watching him still holding the map while going up the mountain, it makes people feel a little worried.

It is said that Lu Yao is inherited, and Xiaolan has outstanding talent in this area. Now it seems that she is a bit out of her own.

As Uncle Maori said, it is indeed a suitable season for cherry blossom viewing.

Not only is the cherry blossom tree blooming brilliantly, the air is just right, the breeze is not dry, and the cherry blossoms make rustling sounds, which makes a very hypnotic feeling, as if it is very suitable to take a nap under the tree.

"Come on, let's take a picture."

In this regard, Maori uncles are no different from traditional parents. It is rare to come out once, so it is still necessary to take photos as a souvenir.

The mobile phone functions are not so developed now, so Uncle Maori specially brought a camera and the car is still rented.

But until then, Rhin Hyuga had no impression of the plot, so he was not sure what the car would end up.

After all, Kogoro Mouri is nicknamed a vehicle killer, especially in the field of car rental, either installing bombs or falling into the river. It can be said that his fate is ill-fated.

At least so many things have happened now, so it is understandable that he can rent a car. In the later period, Hikaru was really curious about how those bosses rented it to Uncle Maori with confidence.

You should know that the Maori uncle at that stage had been on TV many times and had also solved hundreds of cases. He was a real famous detective. Do those bosses don’t usually watch TV?

"Just use automatic photography device, Dad, come here to take photos together."

Seeing her young and beautiful daughter and nephew standing under the cherry blossom tree, even the Maori uncle who has always been unscrupulous could not help feeling a little. Of course, the glasses standing between them were still very annoying.

This is probably a fateful entanglement between Guihuo and Lao Deng, and it cannot be explained clearly in just one or two sentences.

"Click."

Under the tree where cherry blossoms were flying, the Mori family took a group photo. Compared to the smiling Koran, Rin Hinata's smile was smaller.

The two people in the photo are young and lively, and the other is quiet and gentle, highlighting the other person is more beautiful than the flower.

Uncle Maori, who looked at the photo, sighed again. His nephew is so beautiful, and his wife will be under a lot of pressure in the future.

"Okay, the time is almost over, let's go back."

The few people also wandered around for an afternoon. They had lunch as a bento, so according to the distance, it was time to prepare to go back.

Compared to the satisfied uncle and Xiaolan, watching the sky start to darken and the humidity in the air begin to rise, Hyuga Rin had a somewhat unknown premonition.

In episodes like this, accidents usually happen on the way back, so if nothing happens later, something will happen immediately.

Sure enough, things were developing just like what Hyuga Rin expected.

Uncle Maori drove a group of people for about a few kilometers, then plunged into the dense jungle and could no longer turn out.

Compared to the scene where the breeze was warm and the cherry blossoms were flying, the gloomy and dark scene with no sunlight seemed to be more suitable for shooting ghost movies, not to mention the occasional bird calls, which made the atmosphere even more terrifying.

"Really, I just said it's okay, but I'm not lost yet."

Looking at the dizzy uncle Maori, Xiaolan said angrily. She seemed to have forgotten how she got lost in the mountains a few days ago, and even met a bandage monster.

"Who knew that this would happen? And it happened that the car had a tire blown out, but there was no spare tire yet. I was really unlucky."

Looking up at the cloudy weather, Uncle Maori said helplessly with his chin.

"What, I don't want to spend the night in such a place. Dad, just think of a way to repair it."

"Hey, where did Conan go?"

The uncle who didn't want to listen to his daughter's long-winded choice to use Conan to divert his attention. This trick is very useful, and Xiaolan immediately discovered that Conan was missing.

"Conan is there and will come over later."

Hyuga Rin pointed to the depths of the dense forest. The ninja's vigilance made him block the influence of Conan's breath from blocking the passive skills. In addition, there was an external plug-in such as rolling eyes, which was completely visible within a few kilometers.

"Really, how can you run around in such a place? Conan!"

Xiaolan is right. In such a forest where adults will be lost, children will basically not end up running around, but who made her face a fake child?

High school student detective Kudo ShinOne is just a sound nerd, not a road nerd. Just in terms of the road recognition skills, it is much better than both Maori and fathers and daughters.

"Sister Xiaolan, I found a temple not far away. Let's go there."

If you want to say that the protagonist's halo must be effective, temples can be found in places where there are few people and birds do not shit, and cases can also be triggered.

Sure enough, the God of Death Halo will take effect in Japan and even around the world, and will not be subject to geographical restrictions at all.

Not long after walking, a few people saw a temple built by the cliff, and a rustling mountain spring passing through it. It was a bit of a noise and a combination of movement and stillness.

"Shanni Temple, it seems that we can only stay here tonight."

Uncle Maori looked up at the plaque and led everyone in.

Although this temple built by the mountain spring has a good scenery, it is obvious that the humidity is too high. The surrounding walls are filled with old mold spots and damaged traces, which looks like it has been a long time ago.

Just think about it, it is unlikely that the temples built in such sparsely populated places will be very incense. Even devout pilgrims will probably not choose to go to the mountains and forests to worship Buddha and burn incense. Not only is the doorstep closer, but they also know the truth.

When the monk gets off work, he eats, drinks and has fun in the city. He looks up and sees him. It is easy to see his nature.

If it were replaced by the mountain valley, no one knew whether there were many lives on his hands. Maybe he was more kind-hearted than a Buddha statue, and he couldn't tell at all.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing. Is there anyone here?"

After entering the entrance of the temple, Rhin Hyuga looked around and saw that there were two monks inside the temple, but they were far away from the entrance and probably couldn't hear it.

But at the door where they had just entered, there was an old monk wearing a straw raincoat. He was holding his breath and walking slowly over with his steps.

"Uncle, someone is coming from behind."

Hyuga Rin reminded Uncle Maori, but when the other party turned around and looked over, he was inevitably startled by the old monk.