Chapter 775: Look at other people’s apprentices [Thanks to the cute owner, the account has been banned]

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Early the next morning.

Since the tram can go directly, it is much faster than driving by yourself, and there are not many people on the bus to the destination, so it will not be crowded. Chi Feichi decisively gave up driving there by himself.

The Mori Plague Trio and the Chi Fei Chi Ceng Chi Ceng Play Case duo met at the station and took the train to Kanagawa.

When they arrived at their destination, Kuroki Jiro was already waiting at the station. After seeing Mouri Kogoro, he greeted him enthusiastically, "Mr. Mouri!"

"Kuroki," Mouri Kogoro stepped forward with a smile, "I want you to come and pick us up. It's really troublesome for you!"

Chi Feichi followed and observed the surrounding area.

This is a small town, not that prosperous, but quiet and leisurely enough.

There are not many passers-by, and there are almost no tourists coming here. Most of the people entering and exiting the station are locals going to other places or coming back from outside.

Kuroki Jiro is a sturdy young man. His hair is tied back in the front, revealing his forehead and unibrow. He has a square face and relatively generous palms. Compared to the apprentice of a famous painter, he looks more like a sumo wrestler. .

However, Chi Fei belatedly noticed the thick calluses between Kuroki Jiro's fingers where he had been holding paintbrushes all year round, as well as the remaining pink paint in the gaps between his nails, and a trace of black and gray charcoal powder deep into the texture of the joints on the sides of his palms.

Painting does not require finger dexterity, and it is not only good-looking hands that are suitable for picking up a paintbrush.

Putting aside his ideas and talent, it can be seen that Jiro Kuroki is a hard-working person. As long as his talent is not so bad, his works will not be too bad.

However, Shizuyama Hayaka is famous for his sketches, but his disciples are still doing gouache paintings on the side...

"Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Kuroki I told you last night," Mouri Kogoro smiled and introduced the group of people he brought to Kuroki Jiro, "This is my disciple Chi Feichi! "

"Hello."

"This is his little sister Xiao Ai."

"Hello."

"This is my daughter Xiaolan, and Conan who is currently staying at my house."

"Hello, Mr. Kuroki."

"Hello, please give me your advice."

"Please give me your advice," Kuroki Jiro responded with a smile, took the initiative to take the luggage bag from Mouri Kogoro's hand, and walked out of the station, "Mr. Mouri, I rode a bicycle. Things can be tied to the back seat of the bicycle. We walked there and it didn’t take too long to get there.”

When he arrived outside the station, Kuroki Jiro put the luggage bag brought by Moori Kogoro on the back seat of the bicycle, took the bag brought by Ike Feichi, put it on the same bag, and pulled the rope to tie it tightly.

While Mouri Kogoro was waiting for Kuroki Jiro to tie up his luggage, he got down to business, "Actually, during the phone call last night, I already had a general understanding of the situation. Is Master Jingshan's trough this time really that serious?"

"Yes," Kuroki Jiro looked worried, "in the past three months, the teacher has not even produced a single work."

"How could this happen?" Mouri Kogoro wondered.

Jiro Kuroki continued to tie up his luggage, "I'm thinking that he is already seventy years old, which may be one reason, but he seems to have no creative inspiration. He is even so anxious that his fingers have started to shake recently."

"That's very serious..." Mouri Kogoro said.

"Teacher hasn't been eating well recently, and his mood has not been very stable." Kuroki Jiro tied up his luggage and looked at Mouri Kogoro. "Sometimes he seems very excited, and sometimes he seems unusually silent."

Mouri Kogoro said with a heavy expression, "So, in the end, I had the idea of ​​committing suicide..."

"Well..." Kuroki Jiro responded and quickly said, "Anyway, I'll take you there first."

On the mountain behind the station, there are sparse houses on both sides of the loess path built along the mountain. At the end of it, behind the bamboo forest, is the residence of Hayaka Shizuyama.

Jiro Kuroki pushed the bicycle and led the way with a group of people's luggage, "The reason why I asked Mr. Mori to come here today is mainly because I hope to help the teacher change his mood a little. You are a busy man and I have caused you trouble. "

"Where," Mouri Kogoro scratched his head and laughed, "I have been drinking with the master for many years. Of course I want to help him a little!"

"Since we have arranged a hotel with wine and hot springs here, of course uncle will not refuse," Conan, who was walking behind, exposed Mouri Kogoro, "right? Sister Xiaolan."

"Absolutely correct." Mao Lilan said with a smile.

Mouri Kogoro turned around speechlessly, "What are you talking about!"

"But speaking of drinking and shaking hands," Haiyuan Ai looked at Chi Feichi, "could it be hepatic encephalopathy related to liver cirrhosis?"

"It's impossible to judge," Chi Feichi recalled. "Hepatic encephalopathy related to liver cirrhosis will be accompanied by asterixis, involuntary shaking of the arms, and chronic and recurring changes in personality and behavior. It is impossible to judge without seeing it in person."

"By the way," Mouri Kogoro asked Kuroki Jiro, "Didn't Master Jingshan go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"As you know, the master is a face-saving and somewhat stubborn person," Kuroki Jiro said with a helpless smile. "When he went for a physical examination last year, the doctor did say that his liver was not in good condition and asked him to control his drinking, but he I don’t like going to the hospital, saying that it feels bad to be treated like an old man who is always sick. Of course, his condition doesn’t seem that serious, but his fingers sometimes tremble slightly, which affects his painting. I have advised him Twice, I saw that he was in a worse mood, so I had no choice but to let him go."

While talking, a group of people also entered the bamboo forest.

On both sides of the loess trail, green bamboos stand neatly.

Feichi quietly poked his head and looked at a piece of green bamboo forest and grassland, and instantly became energetic, "Master, the scenery here is really nice!"

"That's right, but your teacher's life is really good," Moori Kogoro was still talking to Kuroki Jiro with a smile, "to have such a considerate apprentice like you by my side."

Kuroki Jiro still looks like a sumo wrestler, "It is because of my teacher that I can be where I am today, but I didn't expect that Mr. Mori also has an apprentice."

"Yes, he is my chief disciple," Maori Kogoro smiled. He caught a glimpse of Chi Feichi's cold side face walking aside, and he approached Kuroki Jiro's ear with a black line and whispered, " He is very capable, but he has no plans to become a detective in the future, and he has nothing to do with being considerate."

Chi Feichi didn't even look at Maori Kogoro, "Oh, I'm sorry about that."

Maori Kogoro:"!"

Σ⊙▃⊙川

Can his voice be heard even when his voice is so low?

The clear and leisurely chirping of birds came from the bamboo forest.

"Human! Human!"

Mouri Kogoro found the target of changing the topic and looked up, "Oh? It's Huang Ying!"

Conan laughed dryly. The uncle faced his apprentice like a mouse meeting a cat. He was hopeless.

Kuroki Jiro also found it interesting, smiled, and cooperated with Mori Kogoro to change the topic, "There are many orioles in this bamboo forest."

Mouri Kogoro breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Chi Feichi: Look at other people's apprentices, can this kid be gentle to the teacher... No, the requirements are too high, can he be more kind and pleasant?

Chi Feichi glanced at Mouri Kogoro's resentful face and looked away: childish.

Maori Kogoro:"……"

How to deal with feeling despised by a disciple, and how to maintain the dignity of a teacher in front of such a disciple, waiting online.

"It's coming from here," Mao Lilan was really diverted and didn't notice the silent contempt and despise between master and apprentice here. She walked to the edge of the bamboo forest and looked deep into the bamboo forest, "Huh? This person is..."

In the bamboo forest, an old man with simple gray clothes and gray hair down to the back of his neck sat on a stone, with his back to the road, painting tools placed at his feet, and he concentrated on the painting on the easel in front of him.

"Master Jingshan!" Mao Lilan recognized the other party.

Haiyuan Ai walked to the edge of the bamboo forest, looked at the back, and nodded slightly. He was indeed a bit of a master, and he didn't seem to be in that bad condition.

Mouri Kogoro led a group of people into the bamboo forest to greet Hayaka Shizuyama.

Hayagawa Shizuyama put the painting aside and allowed Conan and Haibara Ai to take a look at it. He laughed at Mouri Kogoro and said, "The Master said that it is a great pleasure to have friends come from far away. This is what he is talking about." Well, if I can’t find you, I’ll stop by here.”

As agreed with Kuroki Jiro before, Mouri Kogoro pretended that a group of people were just dropping by and said with a smile, "When I saw Honyu Station, I immediately thought of the master, so I brought these juniors to visit, excuse me. Please don’t be offended if it affects your purity!”

Conan and Haihara Ai looked at the painting on the side and walked closer with the painting in hand.

"It's okay," Hayaka Shizuyama said with a smile, "It's a good thing to be lively once in a while."

"However, it's great to see you so strong!" Mouri Kogoro said.

"Don't look at me getting old, I'm still getting stronger!" Hayahashi Shizuyama is still sitting on the stone, with a long gray beard, and the wrinkles on his face are slightly curved due to his smile, which makes people feel kind at first sight, and he turns around and points Zhu Lin said, "Let's just take it as an example. I'm sitting here sketching Zhu Lin, hahaha..."

Mouri Kogoro came closer to Jiro Kuroki, who was standing beside him with downcast eyes and extremely respectful eyes, and whispered in a low voice, "Why can't I see any pressure in Master's heart at all?"

"Can't you see it yet?" Kuroki Jiro opened one eye and said seriously, "He didn't want others to see his lonely look, so he tried to stay calm."

Mouri Kogoro looked back at Hayaka Shizuyama.

Is it pretending?

Chi Feichi also observed the state of Zaohe Jingshan and felt that he did not look like someone who would commit suicide.

An oriole chirped and flew through the bamboo forest, attracting the attention of Mao Lilan and Hui Yuan Ai.

Mouri Kogoro looked up at the oriole, "This is the sound the oriole makes when it crosses the valley."

Hayawa Jingshan stood up. He was not tall, about 1.6 meters tall. He was probably old, and his body was a little thin and thin, and he looked shorter. "Actually, that is their warning sound. Sorry, I have to Please leave here first. This bamboo forest is a sacred and inviolable place for these orioles..."

The oriole chirped and flew around in a circle before landing on Chi Feichi's shoulder. It did not forget to call friends with its clear call, "This way, this way."

It's not spiritual enough to express it too clearly. It just feels that this person makes it feel comfortable. It feels like it's seeing its companions, and it wants to ask its companions to come and see it and witness its new discovery.

Conan, Mao Lilan, and Haihara Ai were silent.

Hayaka Shizuyama and Kuroki Jiro also fell silent.

Is this Huang Ying’s warning?

It all falls on other people's shoulders.

Mouri Kogoro secretly observed Hayaka Shizuyama's slightly surprised and embarrassed look, and felt sweaty in his heart.

The slap in the face came a bit suddenly, which is very fatal for an old man who loves face. Isn’t it a bit depressing that he chose to bring Chi Feichi to visit this time...