Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Chapter 457
  Perhaps Lu Ren suddenly increased his tone, which frightened the little novice monk but also made him a little aggrieved.

However, Lu Ren had no intention of understanding his emotions at this time. When Chuanjiu nodded in agreement, he continued to ask: "Does your master know Brother Maoli?"

The young monk thought for a while and slowly shook his head: "Maybe I don't know him. There is no TV on the mountain, and my impression is that the master has never been down the mountain."

That's fine, but just to be on the safe side, it's better to put on a disguise.

Lu Ren looked at Mouri Kogoro, "Brother, do you want to buy a hat?"

"no problem."

There happened to be many vendors nearby, so Mao Li quickly picked out a gray peaked cap and came back.

Lu Ren looked up and down, then handed him the marginal glasses, "Put these on again. These are flat glasses, without prescription."

"it is good."

After putting on the borderline glasses, Kogoro Mouri's sense of presence was instantly reduced a lot. Even if you see him, it's easy to subconsciously ignore him. Especially when a large group of them stand together.

"Do I need to put on a disguise?" Hattori pointed at himself.

"You're not wearing a baseball cap, just straighten the brim."

In Riku Ren's impression, whenever he saw Hattori, he would always wear a baseball cap backwards on his head.

"That's it. You don't need to wear glasses or anything? I'm a famous detective after all." Hattori seemed a little dissatisfied with Lu Ren's answer.

"No need." Lu Ren glanced at him, somewhat able to understand what he was thinking. It's nothing more than being inspired by a man's damn desire to win.

At this time, you should pour a basin of cold water on it in time to cool him down.

"This is Tokyo, not Osaka." In order to enhance his persuasion, Lu Ren pointed at Hattori and said to the young novice monk, "Do you know him?"

The latter identified it carefully and finally shook his head.

"Ok."

Hattori no longer insisted. He couldn't just ask a few passers-by at the Sakura Festival to prove his popularity.

And even if you do this, the results you get are likely to be unsatisfactory.

Seeing that Hattori calmed down, Lu Ren didn't say anything more and led everyone towards the parking lot. The little novice monk followed at the end of the team.

The parking lot is still some distance from the long street where the Cherry Blossom Festival is located, and it takes about ten minutes to walk there.

On the way to the parking lot, Hattori stopped worrying about fame for the time being and changed the topic.

He and Lu Ren walked side by side, glanced at the little novice monk at the end of the team out of the corner of his eye, and said in a low voice: "You are doing this to protect him, right?"

Even if he didn't react at first, after watching Lu Ren's series of operations, Hattori easily understood Lu Ren's intention.

The same goes for Conan.

"Whatever you think." Lu Ren couldn't deny it, neither denying it nor admitting it.

It's just that sometimes, not directly denying it, actually represents a certain degree of affirmation.

"Sure enough." Hattori seemed to already know the correct answer. He smiled slightly and then continued, "But concealing the identity like this will bring some difficulties to our investigation."

Lu Ren also knows this truth. It is very easy to have kind thoughts in your heart, but to actually implement them into action, it often requires a certain cost.

It's just that there is no need to explain this to Hattori. Lu Ren has an easier way to deal with people like him.

"Are you afraid?"

"???"

Looking at Hattori, who was almost on fire, Lu Ren looked back.

Get it done.

……

After the group got in the car and drove to the temple, Lu Ren asked the young novice some more questions.

Although he used provocative tactics against Hattori, the latter's fighting spirit soared. But the actual problem has not been solved and is still before us.

If possible, Lu Ren also tends to find some simpler methods.

"How many guest rooms are there in the temple? If possible, can you arrange us into the guest room where the accident occurred."

Once the door is closed at that time, it will not be difficult to investigate.

If that's not possible, you may have to sneak into the room where the crime occurred in the dark. This difficulty level is a bit high.

The young novice explained: "There is only one room. In fact, there are no real guest rooms in our temple, only a separate courtyard that no one usually lives in. If someone stays overnight, we will arrange him in that separate courtyard."

"There's only one room? Can it accommodate so many of us?"

"It's affordable. Although there is only one villa, it has four rooms, each separated by sliding doors."

"Okay. That's it. Remember what I told you, we are just a group of tourists going up the mountain to have fun."

"Uh-huh."

……

Half an hour later, the group drove to the mountain gate of Shengyue Temple.

After learning the purpose of Lu Ren's visit, the abbot was very happy. The old face, which was already full of wrinkles, got a few new wrinkles thanks to the smile.

To be fair, his smile didn't make him any more amiable, but made him look a bit ugly.

Especially when considering that the little old man in front of him is probably a murderer, the performances of the two young girls, Mao Lilan and Heye, seem even more stiff and unnatural.

Chuanjiu is no better.

Until now, Lu Ren has been talking to the abbot. The young monk said nothing from the beginning to the end. I don't know what he was thinking.

The abbot's name is Shi Lian, and he has been practicing in the temple since he was a child. He has been practicing in the temple for more than fifty years.

After a brief chat, Lu Ren brought the topic to staying overnight.

"Okay, no problem." The old monk looked at the young monk, "Pass it for a long time, pass it for a long time!"

"Ah? Master, I'm here."

"Go and bring some clean quilts for the donors. It's cold at night on the mountain."

"Well, okay." Chuanjiu nodded, said goodbye and left.

"Have any of the donors ever had dinner?"

"I've already eaten, so don't bother me, Master."

"Okay, I will take you to the guest room now."

On the way to the guest room, the old monk and the young monk introduced the mountain villa to the group. But compared to the little monk, he introduced it in more detail.

For example, this villa was built fifty years ago. The rooms are four square meters in total, and each room is one square meter.

Ping is an area unit, one ping is about 3.3 square meters.

And although it is said to be a separate courtyard, it is actually quite far away from the main temple. It takes about ten minutes to walk.

Lu Ren silently calculated in his heart that at such a long distance, the possibility of being discovered was very low, and killing people would become very easy.

After a while, several people came to the door of the other courtyard. The abbot opened the door and took off his shoes at the door. Lu Ren and his party did as they were told.

There is nothing much to say about this villa itself. At first glance, the room seems empty, with nothing but a layer of tatami mats.

And judging from the yellowish and dull color of the tatami, it seems that it has been used for a long time.

The only thing worth noting is that the old monk also ordered it in advance.

A statue in a glass case sits in the corner of the room.

Looking at this statue, the old monk seemed to be quite emotional. After a moment of silence, he pointed at the statue and said slowly: "This is King Duowen, one of the Four Heavenly Kings."

Oh, the four heavenly kings in Journey to the West. However, although they are just minor characters in Journey to the West, in Buddhist classics, they are famous Buddhist protectors. They are the four gods in the twenty heavens and are located in the first heaven of the heaven.

"Other rooms contain the King of Dhrita, the King of Growth, and the King of Guangmu. Donors must be careful not to damage these statues. They are statues of gods that have been passed down in our temple for several generations."

"No problem, don't worry, Master." Lu Ren pulled Conan over, "I will definitely keep an eye on them."

A child of seven or eight is the time when people hate dogs. Perhaps this was what the old monk was worried about. Seeing Lu Ren's assurance, he clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

"The poor monk has evening classes to do, so I'll take my leave now. The quilt will be delivered after a while."

"Master walk slowly."

Watching the old monk leave, Lu Ren held his chin and said thoughtfully: "I feel like being a monk is quite convenient sometimes."

"!"

Huiyuan was immediately alert. Could it be that this guy was stimulated by something and wanted to end the world of mortals?
  She glanced at Conan, who immediately understood and asked loudly: "Brother Ren, why do you say that?"

"It depends on the old monk's performance just now." Lu Ren also clasped his hands, "When someone talks to you and you don't know how to reply, just say Amitabha. This is simply a universal reply, and the person being replied does not Would be offended."

"Huh?" Conan thought for a while, "It seems that this is really the case."

It's you!

Haiyuan's eyes became sharper. Conan reacted belatedly and forcibly changed the topic, "But I think it wouldn't be a good idea to become a monk just for this reason, right?"

"Who said I was going to become a monk?" Lu Ren felt puzzled, "I just mentioned it casually."

"That's fine, that's fine."

While several people were talking, Chuanjiu came over holding a large pile of quilts.

Hattori took the quilt and put it on the tatami. "Let's get down to business, shall we? Do you still remember where the body fell? Is it this room?"

"It's this room." Chuanjiu pointed, "She fell in the upper right corner of this room."

And that's exactly where Xiaolan and Ye were standing. After learning the news, the two were shocked and hurried away from there.

Upon seeing this, Lu Ren said to them: "You go to the next room to rest first. Xiao Ai, you can go too."

"Ah."

After the three people left, Hattori and Conan immediately squatted down and reached out to lift up the tatami.

"This tatami is one-sided and cannot be turned over. And no blood was found."

"If it could be discovered so easily, the police wouldn't have found nothing."

Although the capabilities of the Tokyo police are not very good, their attitude is still good. Some basic investigations are not enough to fish in troubled waters and muddle through at will.

Lu Ren ignored Conan and the others and turned to look at the young monk.

This person also squatted down at this time, as if he wanted to look for evidence like Conan.

Lu Ren reached out and pulled him up, "Leave the evidence to them first. I have something to ask you."

"You say."

"We came from the temple, but we didn't see anyone else on the way? Where are your senior brothers?"

"It's been a long time since I've had any senior brothers. There are only two people in the temple, me and my master."

what?
  Such a big temple also has a separate courtyard. There were only two monks in the end?
  Just cleaning every day makes me exhausted.

No, now is not the time to talk about this.

The key is that if there are only two monks in the temple, then his previous hypothesis will not be valid.

There is no so-called third party coming out to kill people.

In this case, why did the old monk secretly hide the body?
  Lu Ren continued to ask: "It's always been just the two of you?"

Chuanjiu: "That's not true. There were two senior brothers Wenjiu and Lin Jiu before Chuanjiu. It's just that they left the mountain two months ago."

Lu Ren: "Are they returning to secular life and never coming back? Or are they leaving temporarily? Please make it clearer."

"The two senior brothers have been violating the commandments. After they were reprimanded by their master two months ago, they found that their salutes were missing the next day."

Chuanjiu hesitated for a while, thinking of what Lu Ren said to explain as clearly as possible, he added: "Before they left, they also took away the incense money from the temple."

take?
  Is it right to steal?

To put it this way, the chances of them coming back are not high.

And even if they really killed the person, the old monk would not choose to protect such traitors who even dared to steal incense and money.

So back to the original question, there is no such thing as a third party.

Who killed that man? Why did the old monk hide the body?

Lu Ren couldn't figure it out for a while. He looked at the equally confused little monk and sighed secretly, "You should go back first. Staying for too long will easily make your master suspicious. If we find anything, we will go look for him again." you."

"Ah."

The young monk said goodbye and left.

Lu Ren turned around and looked at the two detectives who were still lying on the ground, "What should I say? Did you find anything?"

"Yes." Conan stood up, opened his palms to Lu Ren, pointed to something in his hand and said, "This is an earring clasp, used to fix earrings."

"So a woman did lie here."

"Well, it's just that the blood stains haven't been found yet."

"Is it possible that he changed the tatami?"

"This possibility is not high." Conan pointed to the tatami mats on the ground. "These tatami mats are very old. It can be easily distinguished by replacing them with new ones."

"That means the tatami stained with blood is probably still spread here."

"That's right. It's just that no blood has been found yet."

"Then let's keep looking."

Ten minutes later, Lu Ren called for a stop.

"Stop, don't look for it yet."

Lu Ren: "Since the police have searched before and found no blood stains, then we can also search for blood stains according to conventional methods. The possibility of finding blood stains is very low."

Hattori: "What should we do?"

"Change your thinking. In fact, even if we find blood stains, we probably won't be able to convict the old monk. Because we can't be sure whether the blood stains belong to the deceased. We don't know the identity of the deceased. Even if we find blood stains, we can't compare and test it."

"But this is all we can do now. You can't go looking for the body, right? It's been three days, and the body may have been lost somewhere."

After retorting, Hattori continued: "If we find blood stains, we can prove that Denku is not lying. We can call the police and have the police interrogate the abbot and restart a large-scale search."

"If it's just for the police to re-investigate, it doesn't necessarily have to find blood stains. Because maybe those tatami mats have been disposed of. We are probably doing a useless job."

"It took us thirty minutes to drive here from the city, and another thirty minutes to go up the mountain, for a total of one hour. The police will rush here after receiving the report, and they should be able to compress the time within forty minutes."

"Then within these forty minutes, after the abbot has processed the traces at the scene, he has to hide the body again. Where can he, a skinny little old man who is less than 1.6 meters tall, hide the body in such a short time?"

"It is definitely impossible to dig a hole and bury the body. There was not enough time, and his physical strength did not support high-intensity work in a short period of time."

Hattori: "What do you mean?"

"There must be a temporary hiding place to hide the body from the police search. And the hiding place is near this house. After the police leave, he will deal with it separately at night."

"What we have to do is find this temporary body hiding place. I think there are also residual blood stains in that place. Compared with the blood stains on the tatami, he probably did not clean up the blood stains in the body hiding place."

"What you said makes sense." Hattori thought for a moment, "Well, Conan and I will continue to look for blood stains in the room. You and Uncle Mouri are responsible for finding the hiding place, and we will split up."

"All right."

(End of this chapter)