Kyoto Prefecture, under an overpass in Fuyacho, Nakakyo District.
The three of them found no clues related to the code from Benkeishi.
There is always the illusion that this child is taking him to check in at the attraction... Ye Gengyi looked at a certain black man, "Where is the next stop?"
"Let's go up the slope," Hattori Heiji continued to plan the route, "Go straight forward from the one-way street over there, and turn right at the second intersection..."
Before he could finish his words, a young man in a dark gray suit came over. He took out a police manual and said bluntly:
"I am Detective Ayanokōji from the Kyoto Prefectural Police Station. I recognize you, Detective Hattori Heiji, a high school student from Osaka, right?"
Finally, he had a chance to show off his fame in front of Genichi and Kudo.
Hattori Heiji smiled and scratched his head: "Eh? Even the Kyoto Prefectural Police know about it. Am I so famous?"
Hey, you're paying attention to something wrong... Conan noticed that the face of the officer who called himself Ayanokouji seemed a little ugly.
Sure enough, the next second.
"I'm not praising you!" Ayanokouji said angrily: "As far as I know, you seem to be investigating the case of Genji Hotaru."
As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Gengyi and Conan, but he obviously did not recognize the former as the new technical expert of the Metropolitan Police Department. "This is not Osaka, you are not the police, and you are bringing a little girl with you." Taking risks is too much nonsense!”
Little... little girl...
Inexplicably affected.
Under the helmet, Conan's expression also changed.
He subconsciously wants to prove his innocence.
At this time, a chipmunk with dark brown stripes came out of Ayanokouji's pocket, climbed along the front of his suit, and quickly climbed onto his hand.
"Zhizhi~"
After a few very healing screams.
Ayanokouji's anger also dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If the chipmunk was snatched away and ran away now, the detective might not be able to help but shoot... This thought flashed through Ye Gengyi's mind unconsciously.
Ayanokouji felt a little uncomfortable with this look. He subconsciously put the chipmunk back into his pocket, leaving a sentence of "Better remember my words" and left.
"He's clueless... What a strange police officer." Hattori Heiji looked at Ayanokouji's back, muttered, and decisively ignored the so-called warning, "Let's go."
...
Kick up the slope and reach the hydrophobic park.
Check in +1
clue +0
Hattori Heiji was really hungry after riding a motorcycle all the way without waiting for spiritual food to satisfy his hunger.
I told the driver.
The three of them found a nearby open-air restaurant.
Conan also took the risk and took off his helmet directly.
Hattori Heiji looked at the cherry blossom petals falling all over the sky, fell into memories, and said leisurely:
"Every time I see cherry blossoms, I remember what happened nine years ago. At that time, I went to explore a temple in Kyoto. I went too far and accidentally hit the lattice window. The wooden lattice was broken by me. My head hit the floor hard and I fainted..."
"I don't know how long I slept. When I woke up, I heard a particularly beautiful song coming from the yard. I quickly lay down on the lattice window and looked out... How should I put it..."
Hattori Heiji scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "That was a girl wearing a kimono who looked older than me. However, suddenly a gust of wind blew over, and when I opened my eyes again, the girl was gone. ”
"Are you sure you're not dreaming?" Conan declined to comment on this illusory and realistic description.
"Although it sounds like a dream, I know it must be real..." Hattori Heiji took out a jewelry box from his pocket, took out a crystal bead and said, "Otherwise, I wouldn't be here. Did you pick this up where she disappeared?”
"Let me take a look..." Conan took it and muttered, "Hey, I seem to have seen this shape somewhere."
Hattori Heiji hurriedly asked, "Have you ever seen anyone with the same thing?"
"Uh... no." Conan shook his head, unable to remember for a moment.
"Where's Saraichi-nii?" Hattori Heiji asked.
"No," Ye Geng paused, "But if you still remember what the other person looks like, I can help you draw it."
Hattori Heiji was surprised at first, then doubted, "Is it really possible?"
"Um."
Without explaining, Ye Gengyi picked up the pencil he had previously used to check the menu, then took out a photocopy of the code paper from his pocket and started drawing directly on the back of it.
From left to right.
From top to bottom.
Like ink printing, a realistically painted cherry blossom tree occupies one-third of the entire page.
The treetops are covered with petals, and flowers are scattered under the trees. Each piece is like a butterfly inhabiting here, emitting a faint fluorescence.
Suddenly, the wind passed by, and under the stunned gaze of the two people, a real cherry blossom petal fell silently on the drawing paper. In the blink of an eye, it seemed to be integrated into the drawing paper.
"This...this..."
Conan said he was shocked.
Although he had heard Haiyuan and his three children talk about Ye Gengyi's painting talent, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such a realistic and delicate work could be created by one person. Drawn in minutes.
Isn't Saraichi-san really the reincarnation of a printer... Hattori Heiji, who also saw this scene for the first time, murmured in his heart.
"How's it going?" A calm voice brought them back from their thoughts.
"It's amazing..." The two of them sighed in unison.
"Yes, I know." Ye Gengyi said without any humility, "I'm asking if you want me to help you draw your first love."
"Of course, of course!" Hattori Heiji nodded repeatedly: "But at the time, I only saw her lowering her head to hit the ball... It shouldn't matter, right?"
"You tell me, I'll draw."
Breeze, cherry blossoms, rubber ball, little girl...
Ye Geng placed the tip of his pen on the blank space under the tree trunk, and stroked slowly along with Hattori Heiji's description.
In an instant, the stagnant world seemed to flow again.
A girl with two braids on her head and a kimono printed with cherry blossom petals was standing quietly under the tree shooting a ball.
"Maruzhu Yi Niobashi Oike; the bride's hexagonal brocade; four silk Buddhas and ten thousand tall pine trees; snow boots jingling like fish racks; passing through Rokujo Street and Seven Streets, passing through Eight Streets is Toji Street, and crossing Kujo Street is arrive..."
Hattori Heiji looked at this painting, his thoughts instantly traveled through time and space, and he was stunned as if his soul was out of his body. For a moment, he heard singing and the sound of a ball, but when he came back to his senses, he found that all this seemed to be... The sound of your own heartbeat.
The sound of the pen tip scratching across the paper gradually faded away, and the entire world in the painting came to a standstill again, finally settling in Hattori Heiji's pupils.
Yes, it's her!
At that moment, Hattori Heiji had only this thought in his mind.
