Conan's Mori Kogoro

Mouri Kogoro looked down at the floor. The building in this courtyard was shaped like a wooden frame with a grass roof, and the floor under his feet had already been raised.

Mouri Kogoro stepped on the plank, shook his head, turned and walked into the room.

Chuanjiu in the room said excitedly: "But I really saw the woman falling in this room, believe me, I really saw it."

Host Shi Lian sighed and shook his head: "I have to say things even now."

"In fact, no guests came to this temple that day. It is said that you have hallucinations just because you miss your mother."

"How is it possible?" Chuan Jiu looked unbelievable.

Shi Lian shook his head: "Because I miss my mother who brought you here 18 years ago, and Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu both left the temple, there are only two of us left in the whole temple. Hallucinations appeared in my mind."

"Three days ago, I heard Chuanjiu say that. I thought it was someone who got lost in the mountain who was injured. He accidentally broke into this other courtyard. So I took a look. The room was empty. There was no such thing. There was a woman who fell in a pool of blood."

"Later the police came. Seeing Chuan Jiu's excitement, I couldn't help cooperating with what he said, saying that there was such a female pilgrim visiting, but the female pilgrim left early in the morning."

"Hey, it's so pitiful for Chuanjiu to have such an illusion!" Shi Lian glanced at Monk Chuanjiu pityingly.

Chuan Jiu lowered his head and his expression was very sad. He had already begun to believe what the host had said, and thought he had really hallucinated.

Hattori Heiji twisted the straightened hat and said, "What's the matter! It turned out to be an illusion, it's a waste of everyone's time!"

At this moment, Mouri Kogoro said, "Xiaolan, call the police!"

The crowd turned their heads to look at Mouri Kogoro in surprise, all eyes focused on him.

Especially as Shi Lian presided over, his pupils were constantly enlarged. The calmness and calmness that he had always shown before were contrary to him. At this moment, he was a little panicked.

Yuan Shan and Ye said excitedly, "Uncle Maori, did you find something?"

Hattori Heiji replied, "Isn't this an illusion of Chuanji? Why call the police?"

And Xiaolan obeyed Maori Kogoro's words, and immediately took out the phone and called Officer Mumu.

Mouri Kogoro said, "Of course it is not an illusion. A woman died here three days ago!"

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Host Shi Lian regained his calmness, and said, "Maori detective, what did you say? Didn’t this black-skinned boy tell me just now? There is no blood in this room. It is actually because of loneliness. Nothing more than a fantasy caused by missing my mother!"

When Hattori Heiji heard Master Shi Lian calling himself this, his cheeks twitched.

"The earrings are the two other monks, Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu, who left them behind, don't you understand them?"

With a playful smile on Maori Kogoro's mouth, he looked at Shi Lian, "I'm afraid there is still a place we haven't looked for!"

Host Shi Lian quickly pulled Moori Kogoro out of the room and came to the outside of the courtyard.

Everyone in the room couldn't help but watched the two go out in surprise.

Host Shi Lian turned the rosary in her hand, with a compassionate look on her face, and sighed for a long time. Then she said, "Maori detective, I know you are a famous detective in Tokyo. You can definitely see through the strangeness of this room."

"Then I will tell you the truth. In the evening, there was indeed a middle-aged lady who suddenly visited. She hoped that I could return to her the son who abandoned at the gate of the temple 18 years ago. She is Chuanjiu's mother. ."

"The lady also said that she actually came to the temple secretly every year to watch the growth of her child!"

"I think that being the case, I showed the lady the photos of the monks who practiced in the temple, the photo album of the monks from childhood to big, but it was surprising that the lady could not recognize which of them was her own child. I didn't recognize Chuan Jiu who served tea behind him. He was her son, and finally started crying."

"After I told Chuan Jiu to retreat, I couldn't help reprimanding her in a severe tone, and then let her rest in the other 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 she would be in front of the police. Moved his hands and feet." Shi Lian presided over a look completely for Chuanjiu's consideration.

He sighed: "Language is a weapon. If used improperly, it will cause heinous consequences. I still regret that I didn't consider the lady's feelings. I shouldn't have said so harshly to her."

Host Shi Lian asked: "Maori detective, I hope you can stop telling this matter for the time being. I will spread the story for a long time tomorrow, and I will naturally go to the Metropolitan Police Department to explain all this. I also ask the Maori detective for your understanding. My hard work!"

Maori Kogoro couldn't hide his nausea, and shouted angrily: "Put away your hypocritical face, Monk Shi Lian!"

Hearing Maori Kogoro yelling, everyone hurried out.

Xiao Lan couldn't help asking: "Dad, what did you talk about, why are you so angry?"

Mouri Kogoro sneered: "Master Chuanjiu, do you miss your mother very much?"

Chuan Jiu was stunned for a moment, and said: "I remember occasionally, I just want to know why she abandoned me 18 years ago!"

Maori Kogoro said, "Well, at best, I occasionally think of a monk who lived in a temple when he was a baby. He didn't even have an image of his mother in his mind. He has been used to it for 18 years. How could he always Entangled in this, it is even more unlikely to cause hallucinations."

Hattori Heiji asked: "If you say that, someone really died three days ago, but where is the blood stain? I can't find it anywhere in the room!"

Mouri Kogoro said, "You told me that you couldn't find it without searching it all. Heiji, you can't just look at the surface. Try to lift the bronze statue, and then remove the entire glass cabinet. I think it should There will be discoveries."

There was a bright light in Hattori Heiji's eyes, and he ran in with Conan. The two moved the glass cabinet and got up. As expected, they saw a pool of blood underneath.

Hattori Heiji hugged the glass cabinet, and then he realized that under the seemingly smooth glass cabinet was a piece of paper of the same color as tatami mats. He only held up the bronze statue and thought that the bottom was also tatami mats. To move the cabinet.

This is a technique that uses the illusion in the heart.

Everyone followed into the room and saw the blood stains, Xiao Lan and He Ye couldn't help being surprised.

Unexpectedly, Hattori Heiji, who had been searching for it, didn't find any clues, but Mouri Kogoro, who stood on the sidelines as soon as he entered, only took a few glances and found the long-lost blood.

Xiaolan and Kazuo couldn't help looking at Mouri Kogoro with admiration.

Host Shi Lian kept turning the rosary in his hand after Kogoro Moori confided his technique, his face remained calm, but sweat gradually oozes from behind.

Mouri Kogoro then said, "Do you know what Shilian monk just said to me? He said that the lady who committed suicide is actually Chuanjiu's mother, and hopes that I will keep it secret for the time being so as not to hurt Chuanjiu!"

"Huh?" Chuan Jiu's face couldn't help changing, his expression inexplicable.

Xiao Lan couldn't help complaining: "Then dad, you still say it!"

"Because as I said, even if the deceased was Chuanjiu's mother, for eighteen years, regardless of whether they were asked, their mother and child had lost any affection for a long time. Chuanjiu would be embarrassed at most to hear the news. How could it be too much? Sad. Besides, all this is probably a lie of Monk Shi Lian, and the deceased probably has nothing to do with Chuanjiu!"

"Ah!" Chuanjiu's face changed again when he heard this, he didn't know what expression to face.

He Ye couldn't help asking: "Then the host tells so many lies, why does he do everything possible to cover up the blood stains?"

Kogoro Mouri sneered: "Of course it is to avoid police investigation. After all, if there is no body, at most it will be treated as a false alarm and be reprimanded by the police. But if the body does appear, the police will investigate whether it commits suicide or not... "

"By then, there will be no way to cover up the crimes committed by the old monk."

"Crime? What crime?" Conan couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, and Shi Lian's bald head was covered with fine sweat, and his eyes were full of panic.

"Naturally it was the crime of killing Lin Jiu and Wen Jiu!"

Monk Shi Lian couldn't hold it anymore and collapsed to the ground.