The host Shi Lian regained his calm expression and said: Detective Maori, what did you say? Didn’t this black-skinned boy just say it? There was no blood in this room. Chuanju was actually just a fantasy caused by loneliness and missing his mother!
Hattori Heiji heard Shi Lian call him like this, and his cheeks couldn't help but twitch.
The earring buckles were left by two other incompetent monks, Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu. Don’t you understand what they mean?
Maori Kogoro had a playful smile on his lips and looked at Shi Lian: I'm afraid there is still a place we haven't found before!
The host Shi Lian hurriedly pulled Kogoro Mori out of the room and came outside the courtyard.
Everyone in the room couldn't help but look at the two of them walking out in surprise
The host Shi Lian turned the rosary in his hand, showed a compassionate look on his face, and sighed a long time ago, and then said: Detective Maori, I know you are a great detective from Tokyo, and you will definitely be able to see through the strangeness of this room.
Then I will tell you the truth. In the evening, a middle-aged lady did suddenly visit. She hoped that I could return my son who was abandoned at the temple gate eighteen years ago to her. She was Chuanjiu's mother
The lady also said that she actually secretly comes to the temple every year to watch her children's growth!
I thought that since that was the case, I gave the photos of monks who practiced in the temple and the album of monks from childhood to adulthood to the lady. But what was surprising was that the lady could not recognize which of them was her child, nor could she recognize the long-lasting delivery of tea from behind, which was her son. In the end, she burst into tears.
After I asked Chuanjiu to retreat, I couldn't help but scold her in a stern tone, and then let her rest in the courtyard
But when I went to see it the next day, I found that the lady had committed suicide. I thought, if Chuanjiu knew about this, it would be too cruel for him, so I moved slightly in front of the police.
Shi Lian presided over the role of a long-term consideration
He sighed: Language is a weapon. If used improperly, it will cause unforgivable consequences. I still regret that I did not consider the lady's mood and should not have said it so harshly to her at the beginning.
Shi Lian requested: Detective Maori, I hope you can stop telling this matter for the time being. When I will spread the issue for a long time tomorrow, I will naturally go to the Metropolitan Police Department to explain all this. Detective Maori also asks Detective Maori to understand my efforts!
Kogoro Mouri couldn't hide his nausea and shouted angrily: Put away your hypocritical face, Monk Shi Lian!
Hearing Maori Kogoro shouted angrily, everyone hurriedly walked out
Xiaolan couldn't help asking: Dad, what have you talked about? Why are you so angry?
Kogoro Mouri sneered: Master Chuanji, do you miss your mother very much?
Chuanjiu was stunned for a moment and said: I only remember it occasionally. I just want to know why she abandoned me eighteen years ago!
Kogoro Mouri said: Yes, at most, I just think of it occasionally. A monk who lived in a temple when he was in his infancy didn’t even have an image of his mother in his mind. He has been used to it for eighteen years. How could he keep tangled in this? It’s even more impossible to have hallucinations because of this.
Hattori Heiji asked: If you say this, someone died three days ago, but where is the blood? There are nowhere to be found in the room!
Kogoro Mori said: You didn't even look at everything and told me that you couldn't find it. Heiji, you can't just look at the surface when looking at things. Try to lift the bronze statue and then move the entire glass cabinet away. I think you will find it.
Hattori Heiji's eyes flashed, and he ran in with Conan. The two of them moved the glass cabinet and got up. Sure enough, they saw a pool of blood underneath.
Hattori Heiji was holding the glass cabinet, and then he realized that under the glass cabinet, which seemed to be smooth, was a piece of paper of the same color as tatami. He only picked up the bronze statue and naturally thought that it was tatami underneath, and would not think about moving the cabinet.
This is a technique that uses the illusion in the heart to produce it
Everyone followed into the room and saw the bloodstains. Xiaolan and Ye couldn't help but be surprised.
Unexpectedly, Hattori Heiji, who had been searching for, didn't find any clues. As soon as he came in, Kogoro Mori, who was watching with his hands behind his back, only glanced a few times and found the blood traces that had disappeared for a long time.
Xiaolan and Ye couldn't help but look at Kogoro Mouri with admiration
After Kogoro Mori said his technique, Shi Lian kept turning the rosary in his hand. His face was still silent, but sweat gradually oozed from behind.
Kogoro Maori then spoke: Do you know what this monk Shi Lian said to me just now? He said that the lady who committed suicide was actually Chuanjiu's mother. I hope I keep it confidential for the time being so as not to hurt Chuanjiu!
Ah? Chuanjiu's face changed, his expression was inexplicable
Xiaolan couldn't help but complain: Dad, you still say it!
Because as I said, even if the deceased is Chuanjiu's mother, they have long lost any relationship between them and their mother and son after eighteen years. Chuanjiu heard the news at most and sighed. How could he be too sad for this? Besides, all this is probably the lie of Monk Shi Lian. I'm afraid the deceased has nothing to do with Chuanjiu!
Ah! Chuanjiu's face changed again when he heard this. He didn't know what expression he should face it.
He Ye couldn't help asking: Why did the host tell so many lies, and he tried every means to cover up the blood?
Kogoro Mouri sneered: Of course, that is to avoid the police from investigating. After all, if there is no body, at most, the police will be scolded by the police as a fake call. But if the body really appears, regardless of whether the suicide is committed, the police will investigate...
By then, the crimes committed by the old monk were unable to be covered.
Crime? What crime? Conan was stunned when he heard this, and Shi Lian's bald head was covered with sweat, and his eyes were full of panic
Of course it was the crime of killing Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu!
Monk Shi Lian could no longer hold on and collapsed on the ground
Everyone's faces suddenly changed drastically, Chuanjiu looked at Shi Lian in disbelief
Kogoro Mouri spoke: My nose is very sensitive. Although the weather is not hot now, it has been three days since the body you hid under the wooden board in the villa is emitting a rotten smell.
In addition to this stinking smell, there is another stinky smell that makes people disgusting. I'm afraid it's the bodies of Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu who disappeared a month ago and were killed by you!
As for that lady, it should actually be related to one of Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu!
You old monk, you are always talking about compassion, but you can't even make people feel at ease. Where has you been practicing meditation gone!
Monk Shi Lian said with his lips tremblingly: How could you smell it? I have obviously wrapped them in canvas.
Hearing these words of confession, Chuanjiu's eyes were full of disbelief and he quickly spoke: Host, why, why did you kill them?
Shi Lian lowered her head deeply and dared not answer
Kogoro Mori said: I'm afraid it's because of the uneven distribution of the spoils. This temple happens to be close to the Izumo Club, and its popularity and incense have been plundered by the Izumo Shrine. It's hard to live a life in Suri!
And it is clearly a small temple of four people. Why do you need to disguise when Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu go out to play? Just like Chuanjiu, you are in the pedestrian street today, you just need to change your clothes. If you change the monk's robe, you will think that you are a young man who specializes in bald heads and will not say much!
I'm afraid they will follow your instructions from the old monk and go down the mountain to rob, and then kill people if they don't share the spoils evenly!
The old monk Shi Lian's expression immediately became very excited: These two children I raised with their own hands are all ungrateful wolves. I just took only six floors. They actually began to plan to kill me first and then take away all my savings for many years. Fortunately, the Buddha blessed them, and I just heard them when they were planning.
I just started to take action first. I didn’t know that Lin Jiu had a mother. I didn’t see Lin Jiu in the temple for many days and came to me, so I simply killed her!
After saying that, Shi Lian showed regret on her face
His face was full of darkness, his hands were folded, and his body staggered to the ground: Anita Buddha, once the box of evil thoughts was opened, he could no longer be closed
Maybe I shouldn't have let the two of them go out at the beginning!
Hattori Heiji heard Shi Lian call him like this, and his cheeks couldn't help but twitch.
The earring buckles were left by two other incompetent monks, Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu. Don’t you understand what they mean?
Maori Kogoro had a playful smile on his lips and looked at Shi Lian: I'm afraid there is still a place we haven't found before!
The host Shi Lian hurriedly pulled Kogoro Mori out of the room and came outside the courtyard.
Everyone in the room couldn't help but look at the two of them walking out in surprise
The host Shi Lian turned the rosary in his hand, showed a compassionate look on his face, and sighed a long time ago, and then said: Detective Maori, I know you are a great detective from Tokyo, and you will definitely be able to see through the strangeness of this room.
Then I will tell you the truth. In the evening, a middle-aged lady did suddenly visit. She hoped that I could return my son who was abandoned at the temple gate eighteen years ago to her. She was Chuanjiu's mother
The lady also said that she actually secretly comes to the temple every year to watch her children's growth!
I thought that since that was the case, I gave the photos of monks who practiced in the temple and the album of monks from childhood to adulthood to the lady. But what was surprising was that the lady could not recognize which of them was her child, nor could she recognize the long-lasting delivery of tea from behind, which was her son. In the end, she burst into tears.
After I asked Chuanjiu to retreat, I couldn't help but scold her in a stern tone, and then let her rest in the courtyard
But when I went to see it the next day, I found that the lady had committed suicide. I thought, if Chuanjiu knew about this, it would be too cruel for him, so I moved slightly in front of the police.
Shi Lian presided over the role of a long-term consideration
He sighed: Language is a weapon. If used improperly, it will cause unforgivable consequences. I still regret that I did not consider the lady's mood and should not have said it so harshly to her at the beginning.
Shi Lian requested: Detective Maori, I hope you can stop telling this matter for the time being. When I will spread the issue for a long time tomorrow, I will naturally go to the Metropolitan Police Department to explain all this. Detective Maori also asks Detective Maori to understand my efforts!
Kogoro Mouri couldn't hide his nausea and shouted angrily: Put away your hypocritical face, Monk Shi Lian!
Hearing Maori Kogoro shouted angrily, everyone hurriedly walked out
Xiaolan couldn't help asking: Dad, what have you talked about? Why are you so angry?
Kogoro Mouri sneered: Master Chuanji, do you miss your mother very much?
Chuanjiu was stunned for a moment and said: I only remember it occasionally. I just want to know why she abandoned me eighteen years ago!
Kogoro Mouri said: Yes, at most, I just think of it occasionally. A monk who lived in a temple when he was in his infancy didn’t even have an image of his mother in his mind. He has been used to it for eighteen years. How could he keep tangled in this? It’s even more impossible to have hallucinations because of this.
Hattori Heiji asked: If you say this, someone died three days ago, but where is the blood? There are nowhere to be found in the room!
Kogoro Mori said: You didn't even look at everything and told me that you couldn't find it. Heiji, you can't just look at the surface when looking at things. Try to lift the bronze statue and then move the entire glass cabinet away. I think you will find it.
Hattori Heiji's eyes flashed, and he ran in with Conan. The two of them moved the glass cabinet and got up. Sure enough, they saw a pool of blood underneath.
Hattori Heiji was holding the glass cabinet, and then he realized that under the glass cabinet, which seemed to be smooth, was a piece of paper of the same color as tatami. He only picked up the bronze statue and naturally thought that it was tatami underneath, and would not think about moving the cabinet.
This is a technique that uses the illusion in the heart to produce it
Everyone followed into the room and saw the bloodstains. Xiaolan and Ye couldn't help but be surprised.
Unexpectedly, Hattori Heiji, who had been searching for, didn't find any clues. As soon as he came in, Kogoro Mori, who was watching with his hands behind his back, only glanced a few times and found the blood traces that had disappeared for a long time.
Xiaolan and Ye couldn't help but look at Kogoro Mouri with admiration
After Kogoro Mori said his technique, Shi Lian kept turning the rosary in his hand. His face was still silent, but sweat gradually oozed from behind.
Kogoro Maori then spoke: Do you know what this monk Shi Lian said to me just now? He said that the lady who committed suicide was actually Chuanjiu's mother. I hope I keep it confidential for the time being so as not to hurt Chuanjiu!
Ah? Chuanjiu's face changed, his expression was inexplicable
Xiaolan couldn't help but complain: Dad, you still say it!
Because as I said, even if the deceased is Chuanjiu's mother, they have long lost any relationship between them and their mother and son after eighteen years. Chuanjiu heard the news at most and sighed. How could he be too sad for this? Besides, all this is probably the lie of Monk Shi Lian. I'm afraid the deceased has nothing to do with Chuanjiu!
Ah! Chuanjiu's face changed again when he heard this. He didn't know what expression he should face it.
He Ye couldn't help asking: Why did the host tell so many lies, and he tried every means to cover up the blood?
Kogoro Mouri sneered: Of course, that is to avoid the police from investigating. After all, if there is no body, at most, the police will be scolded by the police as a fake call. But if the body really appears, regardless of whether the suicide is committed, the police will investigate...
By then, the crimes committed by the old monk were unable to be covered.
Crime? What crime? Conan was stunned when he heard this, and Shi Lian's bald head was covered with sweat, and his eyes were full of panic
Of course it was the crime of killing Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu!
Monk Shi Lian could no longer hold on and collapsed on the ground
Everyone's faces suddenly changed drastically, Chuanjiu looked at Shi Lian in disbelief
Kogoro Mouri spoke: My nose is very sensitive. Although the weather is not hot now, it has been three days since the body you hid under the wooden board in the villa is emitting a rotten smell.
In addition to this stinking smell, there is another stinky smell that makes people disgusting. I'm afraid it's the bodies of Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu who disappeared a month ago and were killed by you!
As for that lady, it should actually be related to one of Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu!
You old monk, you are always talking about compassion, but you can't even make people feel at ease. Where has you been practicing meditation gone!
Monk Shi Lian said with his lips tremblingly: How could you smell it? I have obviously wrapped them in canvas.
Hearing these words of confession, Chuanjiu's eyes were full of disbelief and he quickly spoke: Host, why, why did you kill them?
Shi Lian lowered her head deeply and dared not answer
Kogoro Mori said: I'm afraid it's because of the uneven distribution of the spoils. This temple happens to be close to the Izumo Club, and its popularity and incense have been plundered by the Izumo Shrine. It's hard to live a life in Suri!
And it is clearly a small temple of four people. Why do you need to disguise when Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu go out to play? Just like Chuanjiu, you are in the pedestrian street today, you just need to change your clothes. If you change the monk's robe, you will think that you are a young man who specializes in bald heads and will not say much!
I'm afraid they will follow your instructions from the old monk and go down the mountain to rob, and then kill people if they don't share the spoils evenly!
The old monk Shi Lian's expression immediately became very excited: These two children I raised with their own hands are all ungrateful wolves. I just took only six floors. They actually began to plan to kill me first and then take away all my savings for many years. Fortunately, the Buddha blessed them, and I just heard them when they were planning.
I just started to take action first. I didn’t know that Lin Jiu had a mother. I didn’t see Lin Jiu in the temple for many days and came to me, so I simply killed her!
After saying that, Shi Lian showed regret on her face
His face was full of darkness, his hands were folded, and his body staggered to the ground: Anita Buddha, once the box of evil thoughts was opened, he could no longer be closed
Maybe I shouldn't have let the two of them go out at the beginning!
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