Conan's Kingsman

"Hey, hey, hey, you guys really want to live here, right?" Uncle Maoli shouted dissatisfied. "I think the little monk must have made a mistake, right?" Xiaolan said. "Yes, yes."

Ah, so let's go back to Xiaolan's house as soon as possible?" He Ye also helped. For a girl, squatting in the woods at night is indeed not a very comfortable thing.

"Bang bang bang!" Just when everyone was discussing whether to go home quickly, the sudden knocking sound startled them all. Of course, this did not include Hoshino Kaede, this guy's perception was simply that of an animal

level. The young monk who just ran over and knocked on the door was discovered when he walked out of the temple gate. "It turns out to be you." Uncle Maori wiped his sweat, he almost peeed from the fright.

"Well... this time it was in the middle of the room in the annex!" Chuanjiu's face was full of panic, even his voice was trembling slightly, and his whole body was shaking like chaff. "There was a man stuck in his stomach.

A woman with a knife!!”

"What?!" Conan and Hattori's expressions instantly darkened. They opened the car door and jumped out, leading Uncle Mouri to run wildly on the mountain road. "Hey, hey, hey, I'll go..." Hoshino Kaede sighed, although

He also wanted to follow him and have a look, but it was too unsafe to leave two girls here in such a dark place in the wilderness. Although both girls were quite capable of fighting, they would also be afraid.

"Is it the same room as last time?" Hattori rushed to the front and asked as he ran. "Yes, it's exactly the same as that time!" Although Denkyu looked thin, his physical strength was still very good, and he was tight.

Follow Hattori. Even though Uncle Maori has been drinking beer all year round, the foundation he laid when he was young is there, and he also occasionally exercises, so his physical strength is not a problem.

"Wow!" Hattori jumped up to the steps of the annex and opened the sliding door. However, except for the furnishings in the room, there was nothing suspicious. "I didn't see anyone at all!"

Hattori looked at the young monk. "This... this is impossible. I really saw a woman lying here just now!" Denjiu slapped the ground excitedly, as if this could prove what he said.

"It seems I have to tell you!" At this moment, the abbot suddenly appeared outside the door. Perhaps because of the same blood, there was no special movement between the two people walking. Uncle Maori was so excited that he almost screamed.

"Actually, there were no visitors in the temple that day." The abbot sighed, with a little sadness on his wrinkled face. "And in fact, you are just looking for your untimely death that does not exist at all.

The figure of mother.”

"How could this happen?" Chuanjiu instinctively rejected the abbot's statement at first, but after thinking for a while, he lowered his head and felt very disappointed. "I really saw it!!"

"Didn't I tell you that it was an illusion caused by you missing your mother too much?" The abbot sighed, "I miss you, the poor man who threw yourself into the sea after leaving you in this temple eighteen years ago.

Mother."

"Send it here?" Uncle Maori frowned slightly. "Yes, Chuanjiu was actually adopted when I first became the abbot and raised an orphan for eighteen years." The abbot said, "I just can't bear to reject others.

.So I originally brought other children with me, but they couldn’t stay because of their personalities, so they all left one after another.”

"So according to your statement, Chuanjiu said he saw a woman's body a few days ago..." Uncle Maoli understood the case a little bit. "Yes, there was no such customer as he described over there, but three days ago

On the morning of , Chuanjiu suddenly came to me with a frightened expression." The abbot explained patiently, "After he described the scene, I was wondering if someone was lost in the mountains. I ran to the annex.

.”

"But after I came over to take a look, I found that there was no one at all just like tonight." The abbot's expression was a little subtle, with a guilty look on his face. "I was heartbroken when I saw Chuanjiu actually having this hallucination.

I couldn't bear it, so when the police arrived, I went along with his story without thinking, saying that the female donor had left early in the morning."

"How is it? Now all the puzzles have been solved, right?" The abbot smiled slightly and breathed a sigh of relief. "No, I think that woman should have been in this room." Hattori walked to the center of the room and carried his back

Facing everyone, he turned on the detective mode. "At least three days ago, Mr. Chuanjiu was there when he found her." There was no other element in his voice except confidence, which made it easy for people to believe.

"Is it possible that Master or Mr. Denjiu has a hobby of dressing up as a woman?" Conan asked. "How is this possible?!" Uncle Maori rolled his eyes. "What are you talking about, kid!"

"Because I found this on the floor." Conan didn't pay attention to the uncle's frequent anger, and took out something from the bag and handed it to him. "Hmm? Is this the clip for the earrings?" The uncle squinted his eyes and observed carefully.

.After all, he was a professional criminal police officer before, and he was not weak at all. He could tell what this was at a glance.

"When we came to see if the tatami in this room can be used for two purposes this evening, this little brother discovered this." Hattori smiled calmly. "Actually, everyone knows that the clips of earrings are really easy to fall off. I think it should be

It probably fell into the gap between the tatami mats by accident."

"The question is who owns this earring clip. Judging from the dust on it, it seems that it fell in recently." Hattori said, "So who lost this shiny earring clip?"

"That's right! The woman I saw three days ago did wear earrings!" Chuanjiu suddenly remembered a detail and quickly added. "The answer is obvious. What Chuanjiu saw was not an illusion.

But..."

"No, no, no... I think this should belong to Bunjiu and Linjiu, who were still practicing in the temple two months ago." The abbot denied. "Bunjiu or Linjiu?" Hattori frowned. "Yes.

Didn't I mention it? Besides Chuanjiu, there are other children who have stayed here, but they are different from Chuanjiu. Their naughty personalities are not suitable for practice, and they run out to play every day, and even change in order not to be discovered.

Pack."

"Dressing up?" Uncle Maori asked. "Yeah, I don't know where they got the wigs from, and they were wearing weird clothes." The abbot sighed deeply, as if he was embarrassed for the sake of his two apprentices. "He said.

Is it true?" Hattori asked Denkyu who was standing aside. "Yes, they often come here to drink and smoke."