It was rare for a few young monks to see the master so angry, so they quickly cleaned up the ground and slipped away with the utensils.

Shiraishi was also about to leave, but as soon as he stood up, Conan suddenly asked, "And then?" How did that case come about? Why do you know this? ”

Shiraishi didn't answer, and if he said a few more words, Conan might have guessed it directly.

At this time, it is very convenient to set up a character who does not speak, Shiraishi left directly with the table, and Conan still wanted to chase, but was held down by Mao Lilan.

Mori Kogoro's face has been honed for a long time, and his appetite has not been affected by the Shura field just now.

After Shiraishi and Momiji went out, he took a pair of chopsticks to serve the snacks, and guessed while chewing, "They must be reporters, when they first entered the door, didn't the old host treat us as reporters?" ”

Conan felt that it was wrong, "But how can you be a reporter if you can't speak, do you want to sign language to the camera when reporting?" ”

"He's a reporter for the deaf channel."

Whether Conan believes it or not, Mori Kogoro himself believes it anyway, and he waves his chopsticks and gestures

"Isn't there that, when the news is broadcast, sometimes a small shot will be cut out, and someone will be there at the same time...... Well? Speaking of which, why do you understand sign language? ”

“！” Conan silently swallowed back the words that refuted his speculation, and laughed awkwardly, "...... It was my brother Shiraishi downstairs who taught me, and he said that children have strong language talents, and it is a good time to learn multiple languages! ”

Kogoro Maori rolled his eyes at the dead fish and continued to pick up the dishes

"It's nonsense, if you want to teach, you should also teach English, what's the use of learning sign language. Also, you don't run downstairs in the future - I always feel that since he moved here, I have received fewer and fewer commissions, and this person is unlucky. ”

Conan nodded and confused, not daring to ask more questions for the time being, so he could only return to the lounge with a stomach full of questions.

The temple is very simple, and the place where it is used to receive guests is certainly not luxurious.

The reception room was a large room, and Kuan Nian found a cloth ball for each of them, and spread it in the room to sleep.

The sound of water and wind in the mountains was unexpectedly hypnotic, and after an hour and a half, Maori Lan, who thought he would have insomnia, quickly fell asleep, and Maori Kogoro fell asleep with a pillow.

But Conan was still thinking about the foggy tengu and the suspicious person XN he met today, and he couldn't sleep.

He rolled over again, looked up at the ceiling, and suddenly felt the shadow above sway.

Conan sat up alertly, and noticed a small shadow passing silently by the doorway, looking like a cat.

…… There shouldn't be many wild cats in the mountains, but they are raised in the monastery to catch mice?

Conan sat up bored, he couldn't sleep anyway, he actually wanted to go out and take a walk with the cat.

But unintentionally, with the help of the candle flame in the corridor, Conan suddenly found that on the other side of the room, only Momiji was sleeping with his back to them, and the other cloth ball was empty.

…… What about the young man, when did he leave? There was no movement at all!

Although people may have just gone to the bathroom, Conan's curiosity was so inflated that any anomaly could catch his attention.

He got up suspiciously, walked lightly into the hallway, and walked out according to his instincts.

After the door of the room closed, Momiji half-opened his eyes, turned over and glanced at the door, poked open the private chat and sent a few words to Shiraishi.

……

"Loyalty? You said that unlucky ghost who was hanged, hahaha, I killed it. ”

Abbot Tianyong was drunk in his room, leaning back in his chair with a happy expression

"He actually wanted to elope with my lovely granddaughter, but fortunately, I made a quick decision and conceived such a clever plan, and now Xiaoqing can successfully marry the big temple, and our temple is also on fire because of the rumors of the foggy dog."

After recalling his feat, Tianyong looked at the short little monk opposite, barely found a trace of reason from his chaotic thoughts, and instructed

"You came late, I haven't seen him, I dare to tell you this, but don't tell those senior brothers, they have a good relationship with Zhongnian, and ......"

"Master."

Xiu Nian put down the bottle of wine in his hand, and the little monk, who had always been honest and obedient, raised his head with angry eyes, "Please go and turn yourself in." ”

……

The presence of the waterfall on the edge of the cliff is too strong, the wind is loud, and the corridor is not quiet.

Conan walked for a while before he faintly heard a voice, as if it was the voice of an old abbot.

He followed the sound, and just around the corner, he saw a mute young man standing at the door of the abbot's room in front of him, ready to open the door.

As soon as he glanced at it, the man paused, and suddenly turned around to look around the corner.

Conan chuckled in his heart, quickly retracted his head, and pressed his whole body against the wall.

Based on the speed of the other party's turn just now, and the speed at which he shrank his head, Conan judged that he was not seen.

At the same time, this scene also reminded him of the stuffy stick that was knocked by Gin before. Conan looked back vigilantly, the corridor behind him was empty and reassuring.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to look at the situation at the old abbot's door again.

As soon as he poked his head out, he was facing a person.

——The fairy who grew up eating millet came to a place less than half a meter away from the corner, and was looking at him silently and gloomily, his deep eyes were extremely calm, and he didn't seem surprised that there was a child hiding in the corner.

Conan's scalp was about to explode by the sudden attack, and it was only then that he discovered that the dumb mask was not pure black, it was printed with dark patterns, and in the dark environment, through the reflection of the candle flame, he could see a skeleton with a light outline.

…… Decent people rarely wear such masks!

Conan subconsciously touched the anesthesia watch, but before he could raise his wrist, he only heard a snort, his eyes quickly blurred, and his consciousness began to drowsy.

When he slipped weakly against the wall, Conan's heart was full of unwillingness to be wiped out, and it was like this again......

No, wait...... Why did he say again?

……

Of course, Abbot Tianyong did not want to turn himself in.

His murder plan, with the assistance of Ke Xue, can be called perfect, it was difficult to find evidence, and now two years have passed, and he can get away with it.

Xiunian knelt on the ground, looking at Tianyong's figure laughing at the moon, and her heart was cold.

Although he is very different from the dead loyalist in terms of height and appearance, they are actually brothers who have a good relationship.

The case two years ago ended with suicide, Xiunian didn't believe that his optimistic and cheerful brother would commit suicide, so he went incognito, and it took him a year and a half to finally transfer from a distant temple to this mud temple, wanting to find out the truth about his brother's death.

This little monk also has a good mind.

Now, half a year later, he has a clue about the murderer's modus operandi, but he has never been able to determine who the culprit is - until tonight he saw the abnormal reaction of Abbot Tianyong.

Not only did he kill someone, but he was also complacent and had no regrets......

When he came back to his senses, Xiu Nian had already pulled off the belt on the hanger, wrapped it around Tianyong's neck, and strangled it fiercely.