Chapter 415: The Crossroads of Sakura and Swords (6) Benkei and Beef Balls
"The top fifth layer ......" Facing the three things on the top of the picture, Light Feather looked at it for a long time before he said with a little hesitation, "It seems to be a cicada, and a goldfish...... But what is that green long-nosed old man in the middle of the cicada and the goldfish? ”
"That's the tengu ......" Conan's brows jumped wildly at the green long-nosed old man of Asa Ha's sentence, and his expression when he looked at the painting became much weirder.
"Oh......" Asa Yu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, although he was reborn, he has lived in Japan for more than ten years, and he has more or less been exposed to Japanese culture, but he really can't understand these myths or anything, and he is not interested, so he made this joke.
"The fourth layer is painted with ......," Xiaolan sneered, and then looked at the painting as well, "Is it a rooster and a loach?" ”
"It doesn't matter if the rooster is yellow, even the loaches are painted yellow." Yuan Zi frowned slightly, "It's disgusting to watch." ”
"So, what's that point?" Conan said as he stared at an ink dot between the fourth and fifth layers, frowning slightly.
"Maybe it's a stain, right?" The garden shrugged, not paying attention.
"Between the second and third layers, are the paintings of violets, tengu, and Mt. Fuji?" Xiaolan looked at the three things drawn below and blinked.
"......" looked at the purple flower like a child's graffiti, and the light feather brows jumped wildly, and he didn't associate it with violet.
Don't you have any imagination now? Thinking of this, Asa Yu couldn't help but sigh silently.
"What's the matter with the dangling acorn next to it?" Mori Kogoro wrung his eyebrows as if he wanted to test whether he could tangle his eyebrows.
"Dad," Xiaolan said with a serious worried face, "Can you find it before the day after tomorrow?" ”
After hearing Xiaolan say this, Yuan Zi and Conan on the side also tilted their heads, lowered their eyes and looked at Maori teasingly.
"Don't worry." Maori sat there sweating profusely, but he looked confident and looked very funny, "This kind of puzzle, with your dad appearing, you will definitely be able to solve it!" As he spoke, he made an effort as if he was going to eat the painting.
"Really fake ......" Conan muttered with a dark smile, and then gently poked the shallow feather on the side, and the shallow feather understood, and turned his head to look at Conan with a slight doubt.
"How about we go to Kyoto tomorrow?" Conan chuckled and said to Asa Ha.
"Tomorrow? You don't care about the case of the Buddha statue? Asa Yu opened his mouth in surprise, and then raised his eyebrows, "Or do you already have an idea?" ”
"You don't know much about culture and stuff, so it's normal not to know." Conan smiled slightly, "The one who stole the Buddha statue back then must have been Genji Hotaru." ”
"That's right." Asa Yu nodded, "However, we don't know who the person who sent this painting is and what the purpose is. ”
"The leader of Genji Hotaru is called Yoshitsune, and the chief general under his command is called Benkei." Conan smiled mysteriously, "And when it comes to Yoshitsune and Benkei, Kyoto is the only place related to them." ”
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Next.
Five bridges.
"I don't see anything related to this picture here." In one hand, he held the picture with a figure, and in the other hand he held a folding fan, the fan was pure white, but there were four big characters written on it like splashing ink - 'Tianxia Ichiban'. When the fan bone is retracted, there is a bit of arrogance and uninhibited feeling, as if a few eras ago, the down-and-out and dashing ronin was walking the rivers and lakes.
"Haven't you heard that old legend?" In front of Asa Yu, Conan turned his back to him, looked around, and said in a rather depressed tone, "Legend has it that ......"
Before Conan finished speaking, Asaba's brows furrowed suddenly, but then he stretched out, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. At the same time, a blast of wind slashed towards the back of Asa Yu's head!
"Click!"
There was a crisp sound of bamboo and wood colliding, and when Conan turned around when he heard the sound, he was horrified to find that a bamboo sword was stopping in front of the back of Asa Yu's head, and the reason why it stopped was because of a folding fan.
"Legend has it that on the Gojo Bridge in Kyoto, the sturdy man Benkei raised his long knife and slashed at Ushiwakamaru." A magnetic male voice chuckled from behind the two of them, "How is it, have you experienced the vicissitudes of history?" ”
"How do you greet me when old friends meet?" Qianyu slowly turned around, the folding fan in his hand was still against the bamboo sword, and he said with a smile, "I'm not a beef ball, I don't have such a bad name, but if you think of yourself as Benkei, I am willing to accept you as a retainer." ”
"Cut, what." The handsome young man with slightly dark skin put down the bamboo sword in his hand in a dejected manner, "This can be blocked by you, it seems that you have become stronger than before." ”
"Hattori." Conan looked at the comer, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"yes. After all, there's a case here. Hattori casually returned the bamboo sword to a few children behind him, and smiled slightly, "However, it's really humorous to meet you two in this kind of place." ”
"Anyway...... What are you two doing in Kyoto? Speaking of which, Hattori looked at Asaba and Conan with a slightly strange look, "Could it be ...... too?"
Asaka and Conan glanced at each other, the corners of their mouths twitching.
Half an hour later.
"I see...... Hattori whispered as he sat by the riverbank, looking at the clear water that ran through the river, "Although the owner of the murdered takoyaki shop in Osaka was a member of the thieves group, he gave me a lot of care." ”
"Therefore, if you can find out the truth of this case, you can take revenge on him." Asa Yu chuckled, "It's okay, you're not as pedantic as someone used to be. ”
"Hey, who's someone?" Conan on the side said dissatisfiedly, "I'm not called pedantic, it's called principle!" If the world were full of people like you, the world would have been in chaos a long time ago! ”
"People are complementary." Hattori looked at the two of them and couldn't help but chuckle, "Kudo and Charlotte, you two personalities are like this, aren't they?" ”
"Things gather by like, and people are divided by groups." Asa Yu pursed his lips, "Mix with me, you two aren't good birds either." ”
Conan and Hattori looked at each other and smiled.
What a dishonest guy.
"Don't mention this," as if sensing the laughter of Conan and Hattori, Asaba raised his eyebrows and looked at Conan to change the subject, "The legend you just said, can you finish it?" ”
"Huh?" Hattori was stunned for a moment, legend?
"You really don't know......" Conan covered his face.
Labor and management are not really Japanese. Asa Yu shrugged.