I'm in Conan, and I'm the mastermind behind the scenes.

Takeshi Onimaru has never been a person who likes to use his brain.

But it doesn't matter, he just needs to be able to win against someone who can use his brain.

Thereupon.

Half an hour later, Hattori woke up from his sleep to find that he was no longer in the hotel.

In the gloomy forest, Onimaru looked at him with a blank face, still holding the demon knife in his hand.

"Uh......"

The residual drowsiness immediately disappeared, and Hattori Heiji glanced around with a wry smile on his face.

He just slept and the person was kidnapped?

"Don't worry, I'm not here to trouble you. "

Onimaru took in Hattori's expression, and said his purpose for inviting Hattori Heiji over this time.

That is to find the whereabouts of Tsukahara Buden.

He believed that with this kind of brain-wielding work, this famous high school student detective would do a better job than himself.

"Tsukahara Buden?!"

When Hattori heard this, he felt that what Onimaru Takeshi said was simply a fantasy.

It is known that this Warring States Sword Saint died more than four hundred years ago.

Takeshi Onimaru asked him to find out the whereabouts of Tsukahara Buden, how could this be.

"I said, it's true. "

A blood-red sword aura slashed at Hattori's feet, and Onimaru Takeshi was still expressionless.

"Onikiri himself told me that Tsukahara Buden is not dead, and your task is to help me find him. "

“...... I tried my best. "

Seeing that if Onimaru didn't agree, he would cut it over, the corners of Hattori's mouth twitched slightly, and he nodded helplessly.

Things that have a history of almost 500 years can only be checked from the history books and the county records of various places.

It took three days to find all the ancient books that recorded the deeds of Tsukahara's divination.

Hattori Heiji was in a small inn in Adachi Ward, looking through the copies of these ancient books, reasoning a little.

And Takeshi Onimaru was staring at him from the side.

made Hattori not dare to make a small move, otherwise I am afraid that he will really be hacked to death.

"Forget it, just treat it as a decryption game, anyway, it's not a hurtful thing to find the whereabouts of Tsukahara Buchuan, the Warring States Sword Saint. "

After comforting himself in his heart, Hattori began to focus on the records in these ancient books, and constructed a complete clue map in his mind.

Tsukahara Buden, born in 1489, competed in a sword competition at Kiyomizudera Temple in Kyoto at the age of seventeen, and gradually rose to prominence because he defeated his opponent without any suspense.

Later, as he defeated more and more opponents, he was given the name of the Sword Master.

According to legend, his most powerful move is the Ichinotai Knife, which is said to be able to slash gods.

However, due to the high requirements for talent, this secret sword has long been lost by now.

"And where he's been......"

A high-definition map of Japan was spread out on the table, and Hattori's fingers were gently swiped over it, completely confusing it.

As the first sword saint of the Warring States, there are too many deeds of Tsukahara Buchuan, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

It is undoubtedly impossible to find out his whereabouts from this.

"No, I can't. "

Hattori, who had a headache in his head, looked at Onimaru and asked, "Aren't there any other clues?"

"If Tsukahara is still alive, he can go anywhere in the world, so why should he stay in Japan?"

"Because Onikiri said that more than 400 years ago, before leaving it at Tsukahara's house and leaving, Tsukahara Buden was already very injured. "

Moreover, at that time, the nine-tailed demon fox reappeared, and Tsukahara Bu Chuan and many onmyoji went to encircle and suppress Tamamo. "

Takeshi Onimaru told what he knew.

When Hattori heard this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

With such important information, why didn't he say it earlier, then the direction of his previous investigation was completely wrong.

As long as he investigates the nine-tailed demon fox Tamamo, he has fought against onmyoji and monks in those places. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

And where she ended up sealing.

"Give me another half day. "

Hattori confidently prepared to go to the library and make some more copies.

But at this time.

A violent explosion suddenly sounded in the distance, and Hattori Heiji's face changed slightly, and he walked quickly to the window. []

As a result, a black monster with a face covered in white bones and a huge hollow in its chest appeared on the street, causing a huge panic.

And near that monster, there was the blonde girl of that day.

Looking at the news in the past few days, Hattori already knows her identity, which is Lena, the youngest daughter of Prince Charles of the United Kingdom.

No one knows why she came to Japan to be a hero.

"Hah!"

A girl with a dull hair on her head raised the sword of victory and oath in her hand, and a dazzling wave of light slammed into the monster on the opposite side, blasting it into a building behind it.

"Roar—"

The battle is not over.

The Slasher is a thing that communicates with its owner, and Lena thinks that the tabula rasa slasher in her hand is a sword of victory and oath, so its appearance gradually becomes like this.

But that doesn't mean.

The ornate sword in Lena's hand truly has the power of the Sword of Victory and Oath.

She still has a long way to go.

"Not good. "

Seeing that the battle between the English princess and the black monster spread more and more widely, Hattori turned his head to look at Takeshi Onimaru in the room.

In the past few days, he knows that although this guy is a little short-tempered, he should still be able to be trusted.

"They're not the only ones here. "

Seeing Hattori's eyes, Onimaru frowned violently and looked farther away that ordinary people couldn't see.

"There's a lot of weirdness there. "

"You stay here and don't move, I'll go and see. "

As he spoke, Onimaru held the demon knife in his hand, and the whole person was like a red lightning bolt, slamming into the night (?).

Whoosh—Fight—

With the blessing of the power of the oni cut, the speed of the onimaru fierce has long exceeded the scope of ordinary people.

He was surrounded by a blood-colored mist, and he came to the anomalous place like a hideous ghost.

It turned out that there were also a lot of guys who didn't look good here, and they were surrounding the two men in black suits.

"Gin, he's also your helper?"

Among the forces with a large number of people, Ireland glanced at Onimaru Meng with a sneer, and then looked at Gin, who was still pretending to be dead under the siege of so many of them, and said with a gloomy face:

"Don't think that if you take root in Dior, the organization will let you go. "

"This time, I'll show you how ridiculous your self-righteousness was. "

As soon as the words fell, Ireland's body faded into a cloud of black mist, accompanied by bursts of whistling, and slammed into the expressionless Gin.

......。