Conan's Kingsman

"You're back? How's the situation?" Hoshino Kaede watched Uncle Mori and Hattori come out of the temple gate, and walked up to ask Conan. "Didn't you find the earring clip this afternoon?" Conan said, "The old man said it was.

Things left behind by those rebellious monks two months ago."

"How is it possible? That thing doesn't look like it was left two months ago." Hoshino Kaede sneered, "Any other discoveries?"

"Well, we found stains from spilled beer on the ground and traces of cigarette butts left on the tatami." Conan rubbed his chin in thought. "So the tatami must have been replaced, but the scars and scars were not removed by that person.

It looks like the stains..." Hoshino Kaede's eyes flashed, "That means he swapped the stained tatami mats elsewhere in the house."

"Of course I know that." Conan scratched his head, feeling a little troubled. "But I have also searched other places in the house, and I didn't see anything like blood."

Hoshino Kaede also fell silent after hearing this. Conan's observation skills are also very strong, and with the bonus of the protagonist's halo, he can't see the problem. It would probably be the same if someone else did it. "Is that possible?

What method was used to hide it?" He frowned and pursed his lips tightly, also troubled by this case.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and everyone lowered their heads subconsciously to avoid blowing sand into their eyes. But Conan didn't have to worry at all. He was wearing glasses, so he was the only one standing upright. "You guy, you have leaves stuck to your glasses.

Oh." When Hoshino Kaede looked up, he saw Conan standing there blankly. He was about to reach out to help him remove the leaves, but was startled by Conan's behavior of jumping three feet high.

"What are you doing... eh?" A flash of inspiration flashed in Hoshino Kaede's mind, like a current passing through his body. "So that's it?" He smiled slightly, "This technique is a bit interesting."

"Tch, you actually discovered it too?" Conan snorted in displeasure. "Okay, okay, we have been partners for so long, and you still don't know my strength?" Hoshino Kaede looked at Conan with a bit of laughter.

"Hattori, Hattori." Conan did not continue to struggle with this topic and poked Hattori, only to find that this guy was actually in a daze watching He Ye and Xiaolan playing with windmills. "Hey, hey, hey." Conan covered his face,

Why are there so many perverts around me?

"Ah! That's it!" Hattori looked at it for a while and suddenly shouted. "Eh?" Kazuha was startled, but because of this, her windmill was snatched away by Hattori in a daze.

"What are you doing, Heiji, you scared me." Kazuha said dissatisfied. "I already know. I already know everything about the mystery of the corpse that appeared and the disappearance of the blood stains." Hattori smiled confidently.

, although it was a bit dark at night, Kazuye still looked at it with a pretty face and blushed slightly. "Yes, I totally understand. That unexpected mechanism."

"Huh?" Conan Hattori Hoshino Kaede and the others looked at the uncle with unclear eyes. Although they always despised the uncle's wonderful reasoning, the performance on the Aphrodite made Conan a little unsure. "Then what?

What kind of agency is it?”

"It's a windmill. Look, if you blow the windmill like this, doesn't it mean it can rotate?" The uncle looked at Hattori and Conan with a bright look on his face. "That house is also square, it just needs to be rotated.

One hundred and eighty degrees, then..."

"What a piece of shit!" Hattori finally couldn't stand it anymore. The throbbing veins on his head could kill a mosquito. "Even if you rotate 180 degrees, the blood stains will not disappear! And tell me, this building

The house has been equipped with facilities that look like entertainment facilities for fifty years, so will the temple still be in such a dilapidated state?"

"So what do you think is going on?" It was common for Uncle Maoli's reasoning to be overturned, so he didn't even feel a little angry, but asked shamelessly. "The blood is still in the room, but it was covered up

Live."

"Covered?" Kazuya and Xiaolan looked confused. "Yes, just like this." Hoshino Kaede snapped his fingers, took Conan's glasses in his hand, and then covered them with a leaf. "Covered like this.

If you live there, even if you take the Buddha statue out of the glass cabinet, as long as you cover the bottom floor with a piece of tatami cloth, you can avoid being discovered."

"And the way to hide the blood stains everywhere can also be solved by using windmills." Conan was naturally very unhappy when he saw Kaede Hoshino stealing his limelight, so he drew a picture on the ground and blackened the ones in the middle to look like windmills.

"In this way, all the blood stains will be covered."

"Really? You are so awesome!" Heye exclaimed. "But why did Master do this?" Xiaolan's expression was a little unnatural, maybe because someone died in the end and she felt very uncomfortable. "This

I'm going to ask him." Hattori's expression was also very dull, he didn't like to see anyone die, especially Conan, a guy who is a bit of a virgin.

"Well, big brother, can you please stay here with Sister Xiaolan and the others?" Hoshino Kaede suddenly said to Denjiu when he was about to find the abbot. "Ah? Okay, okay." Although Chuanjiu didn't know this little

What does the child want to do, but he can feel that Hoshino Kaede is not a simple child. "Why should you keep him, kid?"

"The abbot would bring things to this point, probably because he didn't want the woman's identity to be exposed? It seems that he is protecting someone, and aren't there only two people in this temple?" Hattori was quick.

After understanding what Hoshino Kaede meant, he took over the conversation so as not to make Hoshino Kaede look unusual. "So that woman is..."

"Yes, she's probably the little monk's mother, right?" Conan sighed. "I won't go in, you go and see." Hoshino Kaede walked to the door of the annex and sat on the steps. Conan didn't either.

Go in, but they can all hear the conversation inside. "You heard it, great detective, language is a sharp knife. If you don't use it well, big trouble will happen."

"Yes, prisoners are human beings too, and sometimes there are indeed some problems with what we do." Conan sighed. He knew that Hoshino Kaede was knocking him, but he had no intention of refuting. Only those who truly do good to you will follow you.

Speaking of these things, only a guy like Hoshino Kaede, who was killed in a sea of ​​​​blood from a mountain of corpses, is qualified to talk to him about these topics. Because death is just a common occurrence for him.