Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

A group of people walked through the main hall and walked to the side near the waterfall, with the sound of water rumbling above their heads.

Gao Cheng touched his stomach and looked in the direction of the kitchen where the scent was coming from. Behind Conan, he walked into a strange room with a lock. The high ceiling was several stories high, and there was a small window on it. A heavily painted wooden plank.

"Little Master," Mori Kogoro asked curiously, "What is this room for?"

Kuan Nian seemed to be very nervous, he was silent and did not speak, but that Xiu Nian came from outside and explained: "This is the practice room, I heard that the monks who violated the precepts in the past were locked up in this place, let them reflect... Before entering the temple, I heard that something happened here..."

"Stop talking, Xiu Nian!" Kuan Nian shouted, "This kind of thing should not be told to guests! Didn't Master ask you to help in the kitchen?"

"Ah, I came here because I couldn't help you much." Xiu Nian rubbed the back of her head in confession, "I'm sorry..."

"Let's go see the waterfall, it's next to this room." Kuan Nian changed the subject.

This tense look made people pay attention even if there was nothing to do at first, Gao Cheng couldn't help but look around the practice room again, and then walked up the stairs to the waterfall above.

There is a small balcony outside the practice room, which is just at the position of the small window. The waterfall next to it is within reach. The raised rocks divide the waterfall into several strands, one of which falls on the wooden planks of the balcony, and the mountain cherry blossoms follow the water flow. Floating down, quite elegant.

But it's also very dangerous. Below the wooden platform is a deep and secluded valley, and it must be very dangerous to fall.

"It's amazing!" Xiaolan held the water excitedly, "The waterfall is really in front of me!"

"Be careful, even though it is paved with wooden boards, it is still very dangerous to slip and fall." Kuan Nian reminded.

"Huh?" Conan stood by the waterfall, and suddenly turned around suspiciously.

Today he always felt that someone was watching him, and the monastery here was also weird, as if there were some ghosts watching them in the dark...

"It's almost time for us to go back," Kuan Nian said, "I think dinner should be ready."

In a quaint dining hall, a small square table was placed in front of everyone, and everyone had their own dish. Although it was only a vegetarian meal, it still looked delicious.

Gao Cheng floated aside silently, looking eagerly at Xiaolan who was chatting and laughing with the monks, this feeling of not being able to eat made his stomach even hungrier than before.

Let's see if there is anything to eat in the kitchen...

The kitchen is not far from the dining place, just pass a short corridor, but there is no food, Gao Cheng opened the rice bucket and found that there is still a lot of rice.

"excuse me."

Putting his palms together and apologizing, Gao Cheng couldn't wait to serve himself a bowl of rice. After being hungry for a long time, even the rice was like a delicacy.

"That," Conan was not in the mood to eat, so he took a few bites and asked the monks, "I've been curious since just now, what exactly is Wutiangou?"

The faces of the monks who were still happy suddenly changed.

"Little brother, who did you listen to?"

"I'm sorry, I slipped my tongue," the old monk said, "Little brother, that's just an ancient legend that is not credible. It is said that the tengu would sneak into the village like a fog on a rainy night and use a strong man to attack the village." Such brute force breaks the walls of the house and takes people away...

"It is an ancient monster that uses its feet to climb tall trees, hang corpses, and then eat human flesh."

The old monk looked at Xiaolan with a horrified expression: "All the young girls captured by it are young girls with thin skin and tender flesh, yes, just like this girl..."

When Xiaolan was nervous, the old monk suddenly smiled and said, "But this is just an ancient legend, so don't take it to heart."

"but,

"Mu Nian, who was silent on the side, said in a cold sweat, "This incident is not all an ancient legend, the same strange incident happened two years ago..."

"What kind of strange thing is it?" Conan saw that these monks were not very willing to go into details, so he hurriedly looked at Kogoro Mouri and said, "Uncle, please ask them to explain in detail, you are a detective Kogoro Mouri, maybe you can ask Come up with something."

"Detective?"

"Maori Kogoro?"

The old monk lost his composure, and looked at Mori Kogoro with a serious expression.

Even in the deep mountains, they often go out in rubber boats, and they often hear about two famous detectives who have recently become famous in Tokyo.

"It turned out to be the famous detective Mori Kogoro who is as famous as the modern Zuowen..."

"Ah, this," Mori Kogoro enjoyed everyone's astonishment, and smiled happily, "Actually, it's nothing, Kido is just lucky to be as famous as me."

"That's more powerful than modern left characters? Detective, you should be able to solve the mystery two years ago!" Several monks scrambled to surround Mori Kogoro.

"Actually, there was a young monk two years ago..."

"Shut up!" The old monk suddenly reacted strongly and reprimanded, "Have you all forgotten the agreement not to bring up that incident again?"

"But, abbot..."

"Okay! This is the end of dinner! Go back to your room and get ready to sleep!" The old monk stood up in a deep voice, paused, and said to Kogoro Mouri, "Mr. Let's go, please rest early."

"What happened?" Even Gao Cheng in the kitchen heard the commotion in the dining hall, and he seemed to leave the table in a rather unhappy manner.

Seeing a monk coming to the kitchen, Gao Cheng hurriedly packed his things.

Although I'm not full yet, that's all I can do...

"Master has rarely been so angry..." Mu Nian and the others returned to the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks, not in the mood to care about other things, they just brushed past Gao Cheng absent-mindedly.

The strange atmosphere made Gao Cheng vigilant.

He didn't forget that there would be an incident here, and that's why he came all the way to Shanni Temple...

As the night was getting darker, where the monks stayed in the wing room, the Maori and the others were arranged in a room specially for guests to sleep, and only Gao Cheng was still floating in the corridor.

On the one hand, it is because of possible cases, and on the other hand, there is no place to sleep.

The temperature here at night is very low, even if you float around in the aisle, you feel cold, and you can't sleep without a quilt...

"Conan," Xiaolan's voice came from the room, "if you feel scared, you can come to my bed..."

"hateful!"

Gao Cheng shrunk his body, roughly confirmed the room where everyone was in, and then floated straight to the toilet.

Hungry, cold, and needing to go to the bathroom, he finally understood why it was called a disguise card instead of a transformation card. What really changed was only a small part, just like the last time he became a child, and his physical strength also dropped to the child's level. The second is that the body becomes lighter...

"Um?"

There is a decorative mask hanging on the door of the toilet. It has a red face and a long white beard. It looks a bit like the old monk, but with a higher nose and grinning eyes. It looks scary.

"Is it the mask of Wutiangou? Why put it here in the toilet?"

Gao Cheng took a look with the mask, and suddenly found that the little monk passed by the corridor, and finally entered the old monk's room at the end.

The old monk hadn't slept yet, and was drunk holding a wine gourd: "Xiu Nian, what are you doing...?"

"Master," Xiu Nian asked hastily when she saw that the old monk was already drunk, "Why didn't you tell Mr. Detective about that? Maybe we can find out something..."

"It's because of this that I can't say it," the old monk snorted while drinking, "If the detective finds out about that, I'm done."

"Why?" Xiu Nian asked anxiously, "Could it be that the incident two years ago was caused by Master..."

"That's right," the old monk said briskly, "It's all because of loyalty to that guy. My granddaughter Ju Nao is already engaged to the heir of the great temple, but he actually plans to elope with Ju Nao... How can I say that?" Can you let him snatch Chrysanthemum?"

Xiu Nian looked terrified, and looked at the complacent old monk in disbelief: "So Master imitated the legend of Wu Tiangou and killed Zhong Nian? How, how could this be...

"Master!" the little monk Xiu Nian begged in pain, "Please surrender yourself!"

"It happened two years ago, and there is no evidence left at all." The old monk seemed to be a little more sober, stood up with his back to Xiu Nian, and said, "Besides, thanks to that incident, our monastery has become famous because of it." This is a monastery haunted by foggy dogs..."

Gao Cheng leaned quietly outside the door, and saw the shadows of two monks, one big and one small, through the window paper, and there was a faint smell of alcohol.

This matter is indeed a bit troublesome. Two years have passed, and there is no way to take the old monk without evidence, and the old monk can only surrender himself.

Now he is a "ghost", if he thinks of a way, maybe he can...

"Hmm!" A sudden violent struggle in the room interrupted Gao Cheng's thoughts, and under the light, Xiu Nian strangled the old monk's neck from behind.

"Stop, Xiu Nian!" Gao Cheng hurriedly opened the door.

"Ah?" Xiu Nian woke up with a shiver, let go of Abbot Tianyong in a daze, and turned to look at the empty door.

There was no one, and everyone else was still sleeping in their respective rooms. It seemed that the sound they heard just now was just an illusion...

"Hoo hoo!"

After the impulse of anger receded, Xiu Nian could no longer care about wondering how the door would open by itself, and turned to look at the old monk who was coughing non-stop at his feet, feeling a little at a loss for what to do.

Fortunately, the old monk has not yet come to his senses, he still looks drunk and doesn't know why: "Xiu Nian, why am I almost out of breath, help me quickly."

Xiu Nian paused by the side for a long time, then swallowed, gasping for breath, helped the old monk to the side, and closed the door and left with a heavy heart.