Although he was beaten, his safety was finally guaranteed, and Conan's curiosity was revived again.

He remembered that Shiraishi and Momiji had been looking at the roof just now, so he also slipped in to take a look, and was shocked by its exaggerated height: "Why did you build it so high?" ”

"Because it's a confinement room." Xiunian, who was short in stature, paced over from the other side of the corridor with his hands behind his back. Dinner was ready, and he came to call a few guests for dinner.

But the guests have a lot of questions.

Mori Kogoro walked into the room with a strange look on his face, knocked on the thick wall first, and quickly noticed the repair marks on the wall: "Is this the hole that was dug by a monk when he escaped?" This hand, tsk......"

"The donor really loves to joke, how can he break it with his bare hands." Xiunian shook her head.

Seeing that several people were curious, he explained, "It was broken by a foggy tengu, and that was before I entered the temple, on a rainy night......

"Xiunian!" Kuan Nian heard that the words were wrong, and immediately rushed in to interrupt, he looked angry and frightened, "Don't say such things to the guests, come out!" Went to eat. ”

Shiraishi glanced at Kuannian.

It's too suspicious to be removed from the list of murderers.

However, it is possible to add him to the list of suspects who are victims.

……

The protagonist group didn't know why Kuan Nian reacted violently, but it was really wrong to break through the temple, and several people left the room a little embarrassed and went to the place where they were eating.

Although the accommodation fee is relatively dark, the food here is not bad, the food is very fresh mountain goods and wild vegetables, and the three-square table is still quite ancient.

You don't feel hungry in a masked state, and you can't eat without taking off your mask.

Shiraishi really wanted to serve the food and sneak back to the room to try it, but he had to identify the murderer before everyone separated, otherwise the unlucky guy of the deceased would not survive tonight, and the honest man who did it would also be charged with murder, resulting in the failure of the mission.

Therefore, he also followed to the restaurant and watched the monks chat up close.

Several monks have fixed seats, and the other small tables are for the guests, Momiji was originally sitting on the very edge, and Shiraishi was about to sit next to her, Mori Kogoro teleported over and sat down, and accosted him as if nothing happened: "The weather is so nice tonight." ”

"......" Shiraishi looked at the crackling raindrops outside the window, listened to the howling wind, and sat down next to him speechlessly.

Conan instinctively chose the seat farthest away from Momiji, and Moriran glared at her father with a murderous gaze and sat down heavily in the only remaining seat.

picked up the chopsticks and took a few bites of rice, and Mao Lilan suddenly felt wrong.

She turned her head to look at Baishi, but saw that the young man who spoke very little did not take off his mask, but was bored with chopsticks poking the lotus hole in the bowl, she asked curiously, "Don't you eat?" ”

Most of the detective's partners are more extroverted, which may be more convenient to trigger the plot.

Shiraishi glanced at her and shook his head. Momiji also noticed the situation here and helped explain:

"Don't care about him, he ......" The new employee is not Shiraishi after all, the lie is not so neat, time is pressing, Momiji glanced at the bowl in front of Shiraishi, and subconsciously said the most eye-catching thing: "He is allergic to rice." ”

“！？” Maori Kogoro was stunned, although he had indeed heard of such a person, but this was the first time he had seen him alive, he turned his head to look at Shiraishi, "Then what do you usually eat?" ”

Mu Nian, the thin monk on the opposite side, also raised his head and got up very unhappily: "Why didn't you say it earlier!" I'll have to cook the noodles again. ”

Momiji knew very well why Shiraishi didn't eat, lying about this kind of thing, and after doing it at the beginning, it was smooth later, and she blurted out: "No, wheat is also allergic." ”

"......" The whole table looked at Baishi like a fairy, the old abbot raised his eyebrows twice, and asked him with a little residual service mentality, "Then what can you eat?" ”

"Millet."

It was Momiji who replied again, and she casually made up a grain that was not so common in the island country, and then cut off the topic in the embarrassed faces of the monks:

"Don't worry, we've already eaten in the car and come here to stay overnight because we don't want to sleep in the car."

The monks breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is that really the case?" Conan stopped suspiciously.

His gaze stopped for a moment on Momiji, who made him feel in danger, and then looked at Shiraishi, if it weren't for the fact that there was a Maori Kogoro between these two people now, and Momiji's hands were also exposed on the table, and he didn't hold a gun, Conan would have suspected that Shiraishi had been kidnapped: "Uncle, why don't you keep talking?" ”

Shiraishi glanced at Momiji and continued to wait for the temporary spokesperson to explain, but Mori Kogoro had a well-informed guess.

He held chopsticks and said "Don't inquire about people's privacy!" Eat well! ”

Bowing his head and eating two bites, he turned his head again, holding a piece of lotus root and reveling intoxicated: "Miss Hongye, look at this tender lotus, it doesn't look like your slender jade hand......"

"Dad! Don't bother anyone either! ”

Mao Lilan was angry, but at the same time, she was also a little lucky.

With such an earthy way of talking, no one must pay attention to him except for his mother......

……

Halfway through the meal, Conan finally took his attention away from Shiraishi and the other suspicious people, and remembered another thing he cared about.

He asked a few monks who were chatting on the other side: "By the way, I've always wanted to ask - what is a foggy dog?" ”

“！” Kuan Nian's eyebrows, which had a strong sense of presence, suddenly twisted up again, and not only him, but also the reactions of other monks were very abnormal.

The "Foggy Sky Dog" has indeed brought a bit of popularity to this small ruined temple.

For this unique signboard, Abbot Tianyong is not as secretive as his apprentices:

"It's just an unsubstantiated legend that these tengu would sneak into the village like a fog on a rainy night, break through the walls of people's houses, take away good people, and then fly high with their corpses to hang them up and eat them. The captives were all young girls with fine skin and tender flesh......"

Seeing Mao Lilan's face gradually turn blue, Abbot Tianyong had a sense of accomplishment in storytelling.

He suddenly pointed at Maolilan: "That's right, just like you!" ”

Shiraishi only felt a gust of wind blowing on the side of his face, and with a whin, Maoliran hid behind him—on the other side was Conan, who was too small to stop her.

Abbot Tianyong was amused by the little girl's reaction, and waved his hand happily: "Of course, this is just a legend, please don't take it to heart." ”

"But it's also possible that the legend is true."

The irritable monk Mu Nian suddenly became stunned at this time, and he whispered, "Two years ago, there was a similar suspicious case, and our temple ......."

"Mu Nian!" Kuan Nian's wide eyebrows furrowed tightly again, and Mu Nian glanced at the senior brother and stopped talking.

"Tell me, maybe we can help......"

Mao Lilan didn't know when he had moved to the side of Maori Kogoro, holding Maori Kogoro's arm, and never forgetting to sell his father:

"My dad is a professional detective, and he will definitely help you solve the puzzle." If she can't solve it, I'm afraid she won't be able to close her eyes tonight, this legend is too scary......

"Detective?" Mu Nian, who had already shut up, was a little moved.

But this time, the old monk stopped him: "When eating, don't talk about those disgusting people, don't talk about food, I don't think you have reached home yet." ”

Mu Nian and the other moved companions lowered their heads. But soon he secretly glanced at Mori Kogoro again, and he didn't know whether he was wary of him, or if he was going to tell him a story in private for a while.

Shiraishi looked at the abbot and then at Kuan Nian, and felt that the two were comparable, and they both looked like the future deceased.

However, in comparison, it is the abbot who is a little more suspicious.

- He was scaring people and scaring people a minute ago, but when he heard that Maori Kogoro was a detective, he began to talk about "eating without saying anything" in a serious way, which was a bit disobedient.

But this is not enough insurance......

Shiraishi looked at Momiji, raised his hand to get her attention, and gestured a few times as she looked over.

If you are familiar with sign language, even if you don't have X carats, you will have a kind of pleasure like a seal, so Shiraishi deliberately pursued hand speed when he learned it, and even if he rarely used this skill, now his movements are not unfamiliar.

Momiji immediately understood, she picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth, reading what Shiraishi wanted to say: "We've heard some similar rumors, two, five... Three......... How many years exactly? ”

"......" Shiraishi originally wanted to express that it was within these few points in time, but it didn't seem to be clear, he waved his hand and gestured again.

This time, without waiting for Momiji to speak, Conan actually translated it first, and the more he spoke, the more solemn his expression became:

"A few years ago, a young monk in this monastery committed suicide, and his body was hung on the beam at the very top of the confinement room, and people thought he was missing at first, only to ...... a few days later"

"Enough!"

Abbot Tianyong got up suddenly, the three-square table in front of him was brought down by him, the rice and vegetarian dishes were scattered, and he said in a deep voice:

"One of our temple rules is that you are not allowed to talk about this matter in the temple, have you all forgotten!"

Seeing that Baishi stopped his hand, Tianyong snorted angrily, waved his sleeves and turned to leave: "When the meal time is over, go back to the room to sleep immediately, go now!" Otherwise, leave my temple! ”

Looking at the back of his departure, Shiraishi got the conclusion he wanted.

There is only one truth - the future dead are you!