Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan

At seven or eight o'clock, when the sun penetrated the partition window and shone into the room, Conan opened his eyes with difficulty with the light spots on his face.

He looked at Kogoro Mouri who was still lying in bed with the quilt, then turned to look at Mourilan who was combing his hair next to him. The scene was peaceful and beautiful... but he always felt as if he had forgotten something important.

When he sat up yawning and accidentally saw the red leaves in the other corner of the room, Conan was stunned, and his memory came back like a tide.

The unpleasant memory made him jump up: "What about the person wearing the mask!?"

Mao Lilan was taken aback by his action: "It's too rude to call others that!"

Hongye didn't mind for Shiraishi. She looked at the shriveled quilt next to her, and pressed it down, "He got up early and went for a walk."

Then he turned to look at Conan again: "What's wrong?"

"...Nothing." Conan panicked instinctively when he saw her, feeling like an innocent prey being targeted.

Fortunately, this confrontation did not last long.

The door to the room was quickly opened, and Xiu Nian, with two huge dark circles under her eyes, told them that breakfast was ready.

Maori Kogoro was also woken up by Maurilan, and the three got up and went out.

When the door was closed again, Hongye looked around, then turned back and lifted a corner of the quilt beside him, looked in, and met two resentful cat eyes glowing green.

"It has nothing to do with me."

Hongye calmly shakes the pot:

"Although the time of the mask will not be consumed by my side, it will actually consume energy. In order to prevent waste, after your consciousness is interrupted for more than ten minutes, the system will automatically adjust the mask without exposing the abnormality. form."

"..." The quilt swelled quickly without the attention of other people.

The human-shaped mask was lifted from the quilt, and I didn't know how to express the thousands of words. In the end, I had to call out the light screen and silently put the items in the backpack into the shape of a middle finger.

…

In the corridor, recalling what happened last night, Conan always felt that there was a conspiracy.

But judging from the calm appearances of Maorilan and Maori Kogoro, they obviously didn't know that he slipped out in the middle of the night on alert → was flipped over by someone who didn't have a good name → was put back in place.

This made Conan also start to wonder, what happened yesterday, is it really happening, or is it just a dream?

If it did happen, it would definitely leave traces - even a mute who is good at keeping quiet can't be silent.

Thinking of this, Conan asked Mao Lilan who was pulling him next to him: "Sister Xiaolan, did you hear any unusual noises last night?"

"That..." Mao Lilan thought he was referring to Maori Kogoro's cry.

She scratched her face and sold her father embarrassedly: "I went to the bathroom after two o'clock in the morning. When I came out, I tried on the Wutiangu mask. I didn't expect to frighten my father, so he screamed."

"...Why didn't you ask me to accompany you? Was it because I wasn't there at the time?" Conan pressed.

"How could it not be there." Mao Lilan thought that the child had a dream of going out to explore. "You are sleeping too fast. I can't wake you up, so I just took my dad to go."

"Really, haha, that may be because I was too tired from playing yesterday." Conan laughed dryly, and his face darkened quickly. He knew very well that under normal circumstances, he couldn't sleep so deadly.

That is to say, when I was wandering around in the middle of the night last night, I met the young man who was brought down again, and it really happened.

... what was his purpose? Go to the old abbot's room to dig for material, so that you can write a report?

But in a small broken temple, is there anything that would be kept secret even if passersby are dizzy?

Unlike Conan who slept enough, Xiunen, who led the way, was very sleepy and yawned all the way.

Conan was a little confused, but he didn't expect to see Mu Nian and Tun Nian when he entered the door, and the two of them were yawning.

"Are there any late-night group activities in your temple?" Of course, Kogoro Mouri also noticed, and looked at the group of monks curiously.

As a result, Mu Nian became angry when he heard this question, and punched the three-way table:

"It's not like there was a man who screamed in the middle of the night yesterday! It's a pity that by the time we got there, the man was gone. If I catch him, I'll beat him up!"

Tun Nian wore a pair of eye circles and nodded, "Amitabha."

"..." Maori Kogoro's eyes flickered and he didn't dare to speak.

While waiting for Xiunen to prepare the meal, Shiraishi and Hongye hadn't arrived yet.

Xiu Nian was about to go out to look for it again, but suddenly heard a terrified scream.

This is the voice of broad thinking.

Several monks looked at each other for a moment, then jumped up and rushed towards the confinement room. Maori and others also hurried to keep up.

When he reached the place, as soon as he pushed the door, he saw Kuan Nian stunned to the ground, pointing at the top of the confinement room tremblingly: "Tian, ​​tengu...! The foggy tengu is here again!"

Conan's heart tightened, and he rushed in, looking up to see an old man hanging from a high beam, his beard fluttering with the breeze blowing in from the window above.

Abbot Tianyong died.

Conan stopped breathing for a moment, turned his head sharply, and looked at Shiraishi who was walking down the corridor.

Midnight last night—this man had appeared at the door of the dead man.

…

This time, there was no such tragic situation as "the telephone line was cut".

After calling the police, the Mumu police department quickly brought people to ~www.readwn.com~ The time of death was about 4 to 6 in the morning, and it was Master Kuannian who found the body, and then you people..." Mumu looked towards The crowd headed by Kogoro Mouri, "Just rushed over, didn't you? "

He and this former subordinate have not seen each other for several years. But recently, I don't know why, the number of times I see him has become a little weirder - and it's always at the scene of the crime.

Seeing Mouri Kogoro nodded with a smile on his face, the Meguro Police Department looked to the side subconsciously, trying to find out if there were detectives such as Shiraishi, Kuroko, or Kudo Shinichi... Unfortunately, it failed.

He sighed haggardly.

As a police officer in this world, Megumi is used to seeing Kogoro Mouri, and he picks up an excellent detective to help him solve the case, but unfortunately it doesn't seem to be available this time.

But fortunately, this time there is no detective, this should be suicide.

"Two years ago, I came here to serve as a police officer, and it was the exact same case, and the deceased seemed to be a young monk named Zhongnian.

"The wall was also broken with a big hole, and the top beam was covered with dust, and then..."

As soon as I said this, a burst of crying sounded in response to the scene.

The Mumu Police Department turned to look at the woman who was crying beside her: "Yes, there is this young lady who threw herself on the corpse and cried."

While listening to the Mumu police department's story, Conan wandered around, trying to solve the truth of the case.

After running a few laps upstairs and downstairs, and on the grass outside the monastery, he found a window fragment covered with tape, and Conan smiled confidently.

The prisoner's method, he has fully understood, and the evidence has been found - that is, the fingerprints on the tape.

Next, just compare it with the fingerprints of the dumb, and you can draw a conclusion immediately.