When Xiunian returned to the confinement room in despair, Mori Kogoro was already "asleep".

But fortunately, Conan's reasoning show is only halfway through - he is still giving the police questions to explain why the wall can be easily breached.

After Xiu Nian came to the scene, he hung his head and explained everything: Zhong Nian is his biological brother, two years ago, after receiving the news of Zhong Nian's bizarre suicide, Xiu Nian had doubts about it, and specially transferred incognito to the Shanni Temple.

Day after day of investigation, he figured out the murderer's method of killing Zhongnian. But he was never sure who the killer was.

It wasn't until yesterday that when the old monk learned that Mori Kogoro was a detective and might solve the mystery of the "suicide" two years ago, that excessive reaction attracted the attention of Xiunian.

He deliberately drunk the old monk, guided him to tell the truth, and after determining that it was him who killed Zhongnian, he killed the old monk in the same way.

The physical evidence was already in place, the prisoner also took the initiative to jump out, and Xiunian was taken into the police car to be taken back to the police station for further investigation.

Mori Kogoro's stranded car was also freed, and Twilight helped him find a tow truck and let them ride the police car down the hill and go home without any problems.

Xiaolan was depressed for a few days because of what happened to Zhongnian, Xiunian, and Ju Nai, and Conan was a little distressed, and then comforted her in his own way.

——Two days later, Conan held an invitation letter and approached Xiaolan with a smile, "Sister Xiaolan, I was selected!" ”

"Huh? Congratulations. Xiaolan was chopping vegetables, Wen Yan put down the knife to wipe her hands, squatted down and took the envelope, "What is this?" ”

"Just take it apart and see." Conan proudly put his hands behind his head.

He really wanted to sell it, but because he was so happy, he held it for a few seconds, and he still couldn't bear to say it before Xiaolan opened it:

"A hospitality voucher for the Sherlock Holmes tour! I heard that more than 100 people have signed up, and the probability of being selected is less than 1 in 10! ”

Although Xiaolan herself has won many prizes of one hundredth, one thousandth, one ten-thousandth, or even one hundredth-thousandth, she still touched Conan's head and praised it heartily, "Conan is amazing!" ”

On the last trip, I was trapped in the middle of the road by a flat tire, and that kind of tragedy happened later, Xiaolan actually wanted to go out and change her mood.

And Sherlock Holmes is Shinichi's favorite character, and she unconsciously wants to know more.

Not to mention Conan, even if Kogoro Maori wouldn't let him go, he might have run through the window in the middle of the night to join the trip.

Of course, Kogoro Maori was not interested in this matter at all, and Holmes thought to him that it was better than a bottle of beer.

Facing the two interested faces, he waved his hand with a big head, "I made an appointment with a friend to watch the horse race on the weekend, can't you go by yourself." ”

"But it says, 'For safety, minors must be accompanied by an adult,' and I'm not an adult." , Xiaolan sighed.

"Adults? In that case......"

Mori Kogoro had an idea and looked at Shiraki, who was lying on the sofa next to him.

For the first time, he felt that this assistant was very useful.

……

On the weekend of that week, Shiraki sat in a van with "Sherlock Holmes Tours" attached to it and headed for the hotel.

He actually wanted Maori Kogoro to brush up on a wave of fame, but the other party really didn't have any interest at all, and he looked lazy and didn't want to come.

Agonizing for a moment between increasing performance and making Maori Kogoro famous, Shiraki chose the former.

- It's a big deal to blow a wave of Maori Kogoro after solving the case: the assistants under him are all so sloppy, and I must be even more big.

The vehicle moved steadily, and in addition to the hotel staff and a few of them who were driving, there were two men and a woman sitting in the car.

Although they were all strangers, they quickly chatted together because they had a clear common topic.

After driving for nearly two hours in the mountains, the car finally arrived in front of an exquisite hotel. Another van followed suit and brought in the rest of the participants.

The owner of this guesthouse was the initiator of this Sherlock Holmes trip.

He was a rather fat middle-aged man, with a large beer belly, wearing Sherlock Holmes's signature clothes, holding an unlit pipe in his hand, and said loudly,

"Welcome, I'm the innkeeper who planned this trip, Kanaya. All of you are here today are Sherlock fans who have been carefully screened by me, so please open your hearts and enjoy the conversation! ”

The inn crackled with applause.

After the boss introduced himself, the others also started to take turns introducing themselves.

As soon as Conan finished saying his name, he was surrounded by a group of fanatical fans with shiny eyes, "Your name is Conan?" ”

"Conan Doyle's Conan?"

"It's so cute!"

Conan was in a very good mood, with a smile on his face, and a group of uncles and aunts surrounded him and touched his head.

Not far away, Xiaolan was looking at him with a smile, and sighed with Bai Shu next to him, "Conan usually always looks like a little adult, and I'm still a little worried, but now that I see his innocent appearance, I'm finally a lot more relieved." ”

Bai Shu nodded, "Yes, it's just that his naivety is different from other children, and it's actually Sherlock Holmes......" It stands to reason that the first-grade children should not have all the Chinese characters by now.

Xiaolan didn't notice anything abnormal, but suddenly remembered something, and said nostalgically, "He also likes Sherlock Holmes very much, Conan has a good time with him, and he must have been affected." ”

Although it was clear who Xiaolan was talking about, Bai Shu still asked politely, "He?" ”

"That's him." , Xiaolan blushes every day, but her mouth is unforgiving, like her mother, she adds a long list of prefixes to her sweetheart, "That stinky beauty, proud ......"

"Arrogant amateur reasoner, Sherlock Holmes fan, big voice idiot, great football kung fu, and won't say goodbye to me after winning the competition before - Kudo Shinichi."

After the person who took Xiaolan's words finished speaking, he proudly pushed his hat, "That's right." ”

"Hattori?!" , Xiaolan was deeply impressed by this black skin with an Osaka accent, and immediately remembered his name.

Conan, who was surrounded by the crowd, moved his ears and turned his head keenly.

Xiaolan didn't notice Conan's eyes, she was quite happy to meet an acquaintance here, and asked Hattori, "Are you also a Sherlock Holmes fan?" ”

"No, I just signed up because I thought Kudo would come, but in fact, I appreciate Ellari Quinn more than Conan Doyle......"

Halfway through the conversation, Hattori Heiji suddenly felt a chill in his vest.

He glanced to the side quietly, and saw that the people in the hall had stopped communicating at some point, and they were glaring at him with dead fish eyes.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from the corner of Hattori's forehead, and as soon as he spoke, he quickly abandoned his favorite writer, "But, of course, Conan Doyle is better!" ”

The air in the hall has become friendly again.