Everyone took a 7-seater commercial vehicle to Shengyue Temple.
Walk through the sliding door and enter the temple.
I happened to see an elderly monk with squinting eyes wearing black-rimmed glasses, cleaning up the fallen leaves on the ground with a broom.
"Host!" Chuanjiu quickly ran over upon seeing this.
"It's Chuanjiu," the old monk nodded slightly, turned to look at Ye Gengyi, Maori Kogoro and the others, pondered for a moment, put his hands together and saluted, "I am the presiding monk of this temple, Shi Lian. I don't know, everyone. If you are visiting our temple, do you have any advice?"
"Well," Mouri Kogoro hesitated, "Actually, it was this young master who asked me to come here..."
"Oh...if I'm not mistaken, you are the famous detective Mouri Kogoro." Host Shi Lian opened his eyes. "I think you must have listened to Chuanjiu's sleep talk, and this time you came here specially to investigate that person." Pilgrims disappearing like smoke, right?”
Is it such a direct question?
Mouri Kogoro sweated.
Just when he was hesitating about how to put things in a more tactful tone.
On the side, Hattori Heiji couldn't restrain his curiosity and said bluntly:
"I don't like to beat around the bush, so I'll get it straight. We just want to confirm whether what the young monk Chuanjiu saw was an illusion, or whether someone really died here, and you were rushing to the police. Before coming here, the body and blood stains were disposed of for some reason!"
"Heiji, don't say that." Toyama and Ye pulled his sleeves.
"Oh, it doesn't matter," Hattori Heiji said with a smile, "President Shiren will definitely not mind."
"Oh...you, a young man, have really interesting views. It doesn't matter. Come with me..."
Host Shi Lian was very calm and calm. He turned around and led the way: "I will take you to the room that Chuan Jiu said can make people disappear."
…
The wing room was not built in the temple.
The group of people walked out of the temple gate and embarked on the hiking trail.
At first, in the center of the trees on both sides, there was a row of bluestone slabs that were not neat but were better than nothing. However, after walking a few dozen meters, not only the road surface began to become uneven, but even the gentle mountain road became slightly steeper. .
The humid air, mixed with the smell of mud and grass, along with the mountain wind blowing from left to right, kept passing through everyone's noses, and finally hit the lush branches and leaves, making the entire mountain forest seem to come alive. There was a whisper of 'rustling'.
A few drops of cold sweat rolled down the forehead of the hungover Mouri Kogoro.
After finally gritting my teeth and persevering, I walked through this dark green mountain road and came to this shabby-looking wing room. I couldn't help but sigh:
"President Shi Lian, isn't this place too far from the temple just now?"
"Yes, this house is very old. It was only built about 50 years ago..."
Along the way up the mountain, it can be seen that the physique of the host Shi Lian is definitely the type among the elderly who can not give up his seat to him on the bus.
Without blushing and out of breath, he climbed the steps, opened the door of the wing, and generously invited everyone inside to visit.
As you can see, this building has a total of 4 rooms, each room has a fixed size of 8 tatami.
In addition, each of the four corners of the four rooms in the four directions, southeast and northwest, is placed to symbolize a Buddha statue.
They are the King of Knowledge who faces north;
Guangmu Tianwang facing west;
The King of Growth facing south;
and Dhritarashtra facing east.
Host Shi Lian slowly introduced relevant knowledge, but Hattori Heiji and Conan were obviously not interested in this kind of thing.
I took the young monk Chuanjiu to the room where the other party found the body, and identified it. Sure enough, no trace of blood was found at that location.
The two of them opened the tatami again and carefully observed whether there was any inconspicuous evidence under the cracks.
"Zhangyi, come and help me get the glass lid."
On the other side, Mouri Kogoro did not take the usual path and stared directly at the four heavenly king statues.
"coming."
As soon as Ye Geng came closer, his brows furrowed slightly.
On the retina, two new additions to the air detection values appeared.
It's blood.
It's very dull... so it can't be smelled by the human sense of smell alone.
Well, I’m not surprised at all.
"that……"
At this time, Master Shi Lian suddenly reminded: "You can touch it, but be sure not to damage it, because this is a precious Buddha statue passed down from generation to generation in Shengyue Temple."
"okay, I get it."
Mouri Kogoro looked at the old glass display case, reached out and gently lifted the Buddha statue. After seeing the empty tatami underneath, he gently put it down again and let out a sigh of relief.
He didn't want to do such a thing, but what could he do? He was a detective.
Thinking about it, he followed the same pattern and went to the three glass display cabinets, opened the lids one by one, and then gently lifted and put down the Buddha statues.
"Hehe, hehe, I'm sorry, there really is nothing here." Mouri Kogoro apologized to the host while scratching his head.
(눈_눈)...No, the evidence is under the glass cabinet.
The reason why it can't be seen is because he attached the tatami of the same color to the bottom of the glass cabinet, and then directly covered it on the blood-stained tatami, making it look like there was nothing underneath.
The disguise method is surprisingly simple, but judging from the physical strength of the old host, there should be no way to find the location of the body in a short time...
suicide? Killed? Hmm... In short, it is almost impossible for the murderer to be the host Shi Lian.
Ye Geng glanced at the room, which was as large as eight tatami mats, and quickly sorted out the known clues in his mind.
It is too far from the temple location.
If the murderer was presided over by Shi Lian, then he could have disposed of the body immediately after the murder. There was absolutely no reason for the little monk Chuanjiu who came here to deliver the meal the next day to see it.
So...even if a body is found, the possibility of generating a 'medium' in this case is almost 0.
Forget it, I don't care why he concealed the existence of the body.
Ye Gengyi didn't really want to focus on this sudden incident. Just when he was about to remind Conan and Heiji, who was still sticking his butt over the tatami, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
There is sound but no prompt, which means it is not a private call.
He took it out casually, but when he saw the incoming call notification on it, he hesitated for a moment...
【White Horse Detective】
Is it because of what happened at the Strange Museum last time?
Ye Gengyi pressed the answer button and walked out of the wing to the yard.
"Hello?"
"Mr. Ye, this is Detective Baima. I'm sorry for calling you at this time."
That's quite polite... Ye Geng said softly and asked directly: "What's the matter?"
"Do you have time these two days?" Baima asked.
"The specific situation will be treated as appropriate." Ye Gengyi said.
"...Uh, haha," Bai Ma Tan was startled at first, and then said with a smile: "That's right, I recently received an invitation, it's related to reputation... Well, although I don't really care, but my grandma at home It was still very important, so I decided to participate.”
"Oh, come on then."
Ye Gengyi was very indifferent to this behavior of always going around in circles when talking.
The other party deliberately adopts this attitude to arouse your curiosity. Therefore, as long as you ask, it will be difficult to take the initiative in the rest of the conversation.
"Ahem!" Detective Baima didn't expect Ye Gengyi not to answer. He coughed a few times and could only take the initiative to say: "Mr. Ye, I... want you to go with me."
"What's the reason?" Ye Gengyi took the initiative.
"Because my injury has not healed yet, my family's attitude is very resolute. They must arrange for bodyguards or police to protect my safety. But this way I don't have the face to participate in that event again."
Detective Baima said sincerely, "Just when I was at a loss what to do, I suddenly thought of you, Mr. Ye, you saved my life last time, and you are also a technical expert of the police, so..."
"excuse me, I……"
"1,000,000."
Detective Baima was the first to speak: "Uh, Mr. Ye! Don't misunderstand me. This is just a little bit of my thoughts. I know it's not enough to repay the kindness of saving my life. However, I have spent a lot of money recently, and I only have this amount of pocket money. Well, my family is too embarrassed to say anything... Actually, it's all my fault. I have been reflecting on the crisis I encountered in the Strange Museum for the past two days, until my classmates from Ekoda High School came to visit me and accidentally mentioned the reward. It dawned on me... I hope Mr. Ye will not refuse."
Doesn't your...that classmate happen to have the last name Kuroba and Kaito?
Ye Gengyi thought silently.
