Chapter 92

"It's good to run fast."

The god of river crabs descended, and the rich and noble bucket ran away...

--- dividing line

"Maori Hitomi..."

This is his new name, a nine-year-old child, the nephew of Kogoro Maori.

To put it simply, Maori Kogoro's brother and sister-in-law died in a car accident, he survived, was reborn by Fugui, and is now lying in the hospital for examination, because of the child safety seat, to no serious injuries, just some slight concussion.

As Hitomi Mori's only relative, Kogoro Mori takes on the responsibility of guardian.

"So, you have amnesia?"

"Hmm."

Fugui nodded, it was true, he didn't have any memory.

"I'm your uncle, and from now on, we'll be a family."

For Maori Hitomi's amnesia, Maori Kogoro feels a little more relaxed, after all, it is not easy for a child to bear the consequences of the death of both parents.

"Hitomi-chan, are you really not impressed? I'm your sister Xiaolan. ”

"Nope."

"Poor little one.."

As he spoke, he took Fugui in his arms.

"Breathe... Can't..."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Xiaolan, this guy."

On the side, Kudo Shinichi couldn't help but roll his eyes a few times, obviously he was just a high school student, and his chest was growing so fast, so envious...

"Let me introduce you to you, this is Conan, it is... My relative's children, you can play together in the future. ”

"Hmm."

"Let's go, let's go home.."

...

"The world of Detective Conan..."

Next to the car window, Fugui looked at the scenery outside and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Normally, this is an ordinary detective game world, but anyone who has read the comics knows that this world is not scientific at all, but it is very learned, of course, not that it has been three months for decades, and there are explanations in the comics, just to earn manuscript fees, parallel worlds.

The main thing is that the people of this world, all kinds of bodily functions, are obviously not in line with human science.

In fact, it is also the case, wealth can feel that this world is also full of magical energy, but these magical abilities are a little inert, and it is a little difficult to cast spells, so it is reflected from some other places, such as personal abilities, similar to superpowers.

Of course, it doesn't matter what it is, he comes here for a vacation, or even to play games.

"Alright, it's time to seal the memory.."

Playing with memories is similar to watching spoilers in a drama and playing games, so when you reach a new horizon and determine the environment, Fugui will temporarily seal your memories and leave only a 'golden finger'.

"This world. Well... It is... Witcher..."

"Then, the structure of the world has also been changed a little bit to make it a little more interesting."

"And, some history that can be traced back can also leave traces..."

"Okay, that's all..."

--- dividing line

"Hitomi-chan, is this one on your hand a tattoo?"

Suddenly, Mao Lilan saw that there seemed to be a string of special symbols on the back of Fugui's hand, which looked like a magic array, the kind in the movie.

"I... I don't know. ”

Fugui looked down at the magic seal on his hand, and couldn't help but shake his head, at this moment he really didn't know anything, only when this world ended, would he recover his memory...

"It's really a tattoo..."

On the other side, Shinichi Kudo also reached out and rubbed it, making sure that it was not a post, but a tattoo.

"But why didn't I notice it before?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but scratch his hair and close his eyes in contemplation.

"Am I mistaken?"

"No..."

"That's right..."

"Before, in his hands, there was absolutely none..."

"Hitomi-chan, what are you looking at?"

Maoriran looked out the car window, and on the side of the road was an art museum called the Medieval Art Museum...

"Elimination. Gone?? ”

When the car arrived at Mori Kogoro's detective office, Kudo Shinichi looked at Fugui's hand again, and sure enough, the mark had disappeared, as if it had never appeared...

"What's there?"

Mori Kogoro got out of the car and straightened his tie.

"Some tattoos seem to appear as soon as you are excited, and disappear when you are not excited."

"It's not..."

Kudo Shinichi muttered in his heart.

"What kind of pigeon blood tattoo is simply a rumor, and even if it is true, there will be marks on the skin, where will it be like him, smooth as a baby's skin..."

"Doodoo~~"

Just as he was about to walk into the house, Mori Kogoro's phone rang.

"Hey, I'm Kogoro Maori."

"What? Investigate moving armor? ”

"Okay, I see, I'll go..."

Hanging up the phone, Mori Kogoro waved his hand.

"Let's go, get in the car, we're going back to the old museum."

"Is there any case?"

"The boss."

Getting into the car, Mori Kogoro made a U-turn, and the car drove back.

"It's the owner of the art museum, who said that their art museum will move at night, and the security guard has seen it several times, and he suspects if there is a thief or something, so let me go over and investigate, and I can just take Xiao Hitomi to visit and relax."

"yes..."

"What? Tattoos are coming up again?? ”

In the car, Mao Lilan was chattering about art, but Kudo Shinichi's eyes fell on Fugui's hand again, and the previous pattern appeared again.

"Eliminate all the impossibilities, the only possibility is..."

Kudo Shinichi's gaze turned to look at the art museum that was about to arrive, both times, as a detective, he could only reason that this art museum seemed to have something to do with Hitomi Maori's hand.

It doesn't sound scientific, but it's even less scientific for him to get smaller.

"So, that is, that moving armor, maybe there's really something wrong with that? But what does the tattoo of the Maori pupil mean? A.. Early warning? ”

Instinctively, Kudo Shinichi felt a little chill in his back, and couldn't help but touch his foot strength, which was good, full of energy, and touched his belt again, there were quickly inflated balloons in it, with these two things, at least when they ran for their lives, there was no door to stop them...

"Anyway, am I a little too sensitive..."

Stepping out of the car, Shinichi Kudo couldn't help but shrug his shoulders and looked at the art museum in front of him, there was no problem...

"It's a little deserted.."

Pushing open the door of the museum, a cool air hits your face, and then there is an empty hall and a few staff members moving artworks.

"I'm sorry, but the museum is closed to the public."

Not far away, an old man with a full beard said apologetically.

"Oh, we were hired by Boss Manaka."

Mori Kogoro spoke.

"He said he'd be there in a moment."

"Boss Manaka.."

The old man froze slightly.

"Yes, he said that the security guard here saw the armor move at night, and he was worried that there was a thief, so he asked me to come over to investigate, and I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Maori Kogoro, and I am a private detective."

"I see."

The old man nodded.

"If there is such a thing, then you can take care of yourself, and I will also be responsible for sorting out the artworks here."

"Okay."

"The pattern is clearer.."

Kudo Shinichi glanced at Maori Hitomi, who was also looking around, and found that the tattoo on the back of his hand was clearer, which also made him more sure of his judgment, there was definitely something wrong with this art museum.

"Wata, what are you doing!"

Suddenly, the old man roared angrily, full of energy, not like an old man, but like a middle-aged man.

"I said, when you touch a painting, you have to wear gloves!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, Curator, I forgot."

The man named Kuwata looked apologetic, but when he turned around, Kudo Shinichi saw the disdain on his face, muttering something in his mouth, and through lip reading, he could see that he was probably saying that the door was going to be closed, and what kind of majesty was playing...

"Mr. Maori."

It didn't take long for Mori Kogoro to wait for the boss of Manaka, a middle-aged man who was a little fat.

"Boss Manaka."

"Here's the thing."

After meeting, the fat man was not polite, but told the matter straight to the point.

"After that, I told people that no one was allowed in the armor room, and then I contacted Your Excellency."

"Don't worry, if there are traces, I will definitely find them."

"Then I'll go to the office, and then I'm going to redecorate this place into a hotel, and there's a lot of work to deal with, if you need anything, you can go there and find me."

"Okay."

"Damn fellow..."

Kudo Shinichi glanced around, and saw a man muttering, probably saying that he had promised to continue opening an art museum, but it turned out to be something like opening a restaurant.

Obviously, there is a contradiction between the people who work in the museum and the owner, but it is also reasonable, after all, when this place is turned into a hotel, they will basically lose their jobs.

"Let's go, let's take a look."

Maori Kogoro looked at his watch, it was past three o'clock in the afternoon, and if he didn't hurry up, he would miss dinner.

"It's a great design."

Following the guidance, everyone walked through most of the art museum, which is equivalent to visiting the exhibition, the placement of various artworks, and the exhibition hall, at a glance, it is with heart.

"It's a pity that no one is watching it now."

Kogoro Mori shrugged.

"Nowadays, people are under so much pressure that there are a few people who are willing to come here to see the exhibition... Oh, it's here. ”

Mori Kogoro stopped and went to the innermost exhibition hall, where the sign on one side said Hell Hall.

"Wow, the name is scary..."

Several people stepped in, the light inside was a little dim, obviously in line with the name of the Hall of Hell, inside was a variety of medieval armor, as well as some oil paintings on the wall, depicting various scenes from the Middle Ages, but the one in the middle was the most eye-catching, the knight stabbed the demon to death with a sword, but he himself was also stained with blood..

"It's supposed to be this armor..."

Mori Kogoro walked forward to the side of the exhibition hall and looked at the armor in front of him.

"Hmm... There are signs of movement on the ground..."

However, Mori Kogoro sniffed the armor, and there was a rotten smell in it, not like someone had passed through it, and then, he put his finger in it again, and touched it, and there was a layer of ash on his finger...

"It's weird..."

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

"There are traces of movement in this armor, but there is a faint layer of ash inside, if someone wears through it, at least the place I touched, there is a high probability that there will not be such thick ashes, it will be rubbed off..."

"Uncle, there's a surveillance video camera there, why don't we go check it out."

"Look what it does."

Mori Kogoro hammered Shinichi Kudo on the head.

"It really works, the boss saw it himself."

"But uncle, you're a detective, what if you can find some other clues?"

"Haha, that's right, we're walking.."

...

Came to the monitoring room, Mori Kogoro called up the video of the day with the help of the security guard, and sure enough, in the quiet exhibition hall, the armor suddenly moved, as if a person with some uncoordinated limbs was a toddler, but soon, the armor became more and more like a person...

"It's... What's the situation? ”

Maori Kogoro looked confused, the surveillance screen is continuous, and it covers seven days, in other words, if someone really sneaks in, it is also to hide it for seven days, it is estimated that people stink...

"Sure enough, is there something wrong with this museum?"

Because of his own small things, Kudo Shinichi is much more accepting of unscientific things than ordinary people.

"Let's go back and have a look."

Mori Kogoro plans to take a good look at the Hall of Hell to make sure there are no secret traps or anything in it.

"Hitomi-chan, let's go."

"Oh..."

Kudo Shinichi glanced at Hitomi Maori, who seemed to be in a daze, but in fact, he knew that the teenager was watching the surveillance video.

...

"Ah!!h

In the hall of hell, there was a scream, just after leaving for a while, the boss of Manaka actually died in the hall of hell, and was nailed to the wall with a knight's sword, and he didn't see it.

"Don't move, call the police!"

Maori Kogoro shouted immediately, and then pulled everyone backwards and left the place.

"What happened?"

Maolilan's shout also attracted others, and soon the staff gathered around the door.

"The boss is dead, everyone is not allowed to leave for the time being, if you don't want the police to suspect you, of course, you are not allowed to enter this room."

Mori Kogoro, as a detective, temporarily maintained order.

Soon, the police from the Yonehana Town Police Station rushed over and cordoned off the place.

"So, you found the dead?"

"Yes."

Kogoro Mori told him about the previous incident.

"After that, no one went in, no one left, everyone was here."

"Very well, thank you."

"Takagi!"

"In!"

"Go and ask for confessions, ask where they were at the time."

"Yes!"

"Sato!"

"Yes, you're in charge of accessing the surveillance footage from here and the neighborhood to see if anyone is coming or leaving."

"Yes!"

"Others, check the entire exhibition hall and see if anyone is hiding here."

"Yes!"

...

"Sheriff, the questioning has been completed, around four o'clock in the afternoon, the curator is holding a meeting with everyone, and he is in the hall, until the case occurs, and no one has left halfway."

"Sheriff, there is no problem with the surveillance footage, no one has left or approached the museum during this period."

"Sheriff, I've checked, there's no one else hiding in the museum."

"How is that possible..."

Sheriff Twilight couldn't help pinching his chin, no one was in or out, no one was hiding, everyone had an alibi, who killed that person?

"Wait, you say, you're here to investigate the fact that the armor moves?"

"Yes, Mr. Sheriff, Mr. Manaka asked me to come and investigate, it's this armor..."

"Could it be that the armor moves?"

Someone present couldn't help but mutter.

"I see.."

After a long silence, Sheriff Twilight nodded.

"You still need to stay here for a while, and we police will continue to collect evidence."

Sheriff Twilight motioned for his men to seal the door, then stepped aside and made a phone call.

.. 23xstxt.

Lewen