Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 226 "Heaven" and "Hell"

Miyano Shiho joined the group of sisters and asked, "So, did you guys come to any conclusion about what you talked about this afternoon?"

Toyama Kazuha's face turned visibly darker, while Mao Lilan beside her smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

Only Suzuki Sonoko stood up.

"Hattori is really a top-notch guy!"

She looked quite angry: "Do you know what he said after we found him? He actually asked He Ye to help him find his first love!!"

Miyano Shiho also raised her eyebrows and turned to look at Hattori Heiji who was complaining about the dangerous chase.

Is this kid so stupid?
After chatting for a while, everyone soon told the reason why they gathered here.

In summary, it can be summarized as the following paragraph:

【Let's see what the hardworking Uncle Maori is doing? 】

【Huh? 】

[Why is there no one in the teahouse of Shanneng Temple? 】

[Oh, so I went to a famous geisha pub in Kyoto. ]

Are there any experts?

"But it turns out that Mr. Anhe and Shiho live nearby." Toyama Kazuha was not disturbed by the bad mood for too long and quickly adjusted herself.

"Since we're close, why don't you guys come over and take a look, Anhe?" Hattori Heiji suggested, "We also have some time to think about the secret code."

Anhe asked Miyano Shiho: "What do you mean?"

"I'll listen to you." Miyano Shiho gave him the choice. "It's only a few steps away, and I'm not that tired."

"And I'm actually quite curious about what the structure of an izakaya is like that can charm some men so much." She added.

".Then let's go over and take a look. It's a good opportunity to say hello to Mr. Maori. It won't be too rude."

This izakaya is called "Sakuraya" and is a well-known old brand in Kyoto.

When you lift the door curtain, you will see a very spacious entrance.

There are warm wall lamps on both sides of the entrance hall, emitting soft yellow light. The built-in closet design makes people feel like they are not a guest outside, but back home.

After passing through the Japanese-style entrance, there are retractable doors that divide the rooms into different private rooms. The entire floor is covered with tatami mats, and it feels quite strange to walk on it.

In a certain room.

A geisha in a yukata was holding a shamisen, playing soft music silently beside her. The guests were sitting around a small table, watching the white-faced beauty sing and dance.

Compared to the geisha in yukata who were accompanying her, the white-faced princess who was singing and dancing was dressed in more formal "attire". The heavy dark-black kimono not only did not drag down her petite body, but instead fit her graceful body curves, emitting a unique charm as the beauty moved with her exquisite movements.

Adult men sipped the soju with relish and enjoyed the performance.

"You sang so well! Ms. Chiga Ling is number one in Japan!!"

Kogoro Mouri, who was already drunk, raised his hands above his head and clapped his hands enthusiastically, like a curly-haired baboon.

"Thank you all for your compliments." The white-faced girl named Chiga Ling leaned over and thanked her in a clear voice, her tone as melodious as singing.

"Come, pour wine for Mr. Maori." The plump young monk named Long Yuan greeted.

"Ok."

A standard geisha reception process made Kogoro Mouri's drunken face even redder.

"Please enjoy your drink, sir." Miss Qian Heling smiled gently and placed the wine glass gently in front of him.

"I, Kogoro, feel like I'm in heaven!" Kogoro Mouri touched his head and laughed out loud with his tongue sticking out.

"Then don't ever come back." A cold girl's voice sounded from behind him.

"puff!!!"

Kogoro Mouri suddenly spat out the wine he had just taken a breath of, and his drunkenness was instantly sobered up, with cold sweat soaking his back.

He looked back with a stiff neck.

There was a crowd of people standing outside the door, and the one who opened the door first was his unique daughter, Mao Lilan.

Mao Lilan looked at her unreliable father expressionlessly, her knuckles turning slightly white as she held onto the door frame.

Kogoro Mori vaguely saw several cracks spreading silently on the wooden frame beside the door.

His heart skipped a beat.

"Excuse me." As the oldest adult in the group, Anhe was the first to step into the private room and said this insincerely in front of Kogoro Mouri's frightened gaze.

Miyano Shiho followed closely behind, looked around, and then made a disappointed expression: "It seems that 'heaven' is very narrow."

"You, why are you here?!" Kogoro Mouri smiled awkwardly, gently put down the hand holding the wine glass, and couldn't hide his trembling.

He seemed to have remembered something halfway and clumsily diverted Mao Lilan's attention: "And Anhe boy, where are you from?"

"Anyway, it's not from heaven." An He looked at the confused uncle who fell from heaven into the abyss with a smile.

Suzuki Sonoko jumped into the room: "Just ask the old abbot of Sannoji Temple, he told us you were here."

Monk Long Yuan was actually quite calm like a Buddhist. He smiled and invited everyone to sit down: "Then please take a seat. There are still seats here. We can ask them to bring some more food or drinks."

Although a monk coming to an izakaya sounds abstract, in fact, Japanese monks are not forced to practice precepts; it all depends on personal awareness.

Whether eating meat, drinking alcohol, getting married and having children, all are allowed here, but killing is an iron rule.

"Then we'll bother you." Hattori Heiji sat down with a smile. He said this, but he didn't look embarrassed at all, and his expression looked like he was watching a show.

The mama-san of Sakura-ya also readily moved in some new cattails and set up a table nearby.

A few young people opened another table.

Kogoro Mori thought of another way to save himself.

"Ahem." He clenched his fist and put it to his mouth, pretending to cough. "Then let me introduce you. This is my daughter and her friends."

After introducing Mao Lilan and the others one by one, he began to introduce several members of the adult group to everyone.

Mizuo Harutarou, the young master of the Noh drama Mizuo Ryu, Saijo Taiga who runs a used bookstore, Sakura Masazo, an antique art dealer, and Ryuen, a monk from Sannoji Temple.

With so many people present, Maori Ran was not someone who didn't know the big picture, so it was not easy for her to get angry with Maori Kogoro, but her expression looked very unpleasant.

Seeing that Miss Qian Heling was about to pour him another glass of wine, she hurriedly stopped him and finally couldn't help asking, "Dad, how much did you drink?"

Monk Long Yuan at the side tried to smooth things over: "Ms. Xiaolan, we have only been sitting down for a short time. Mr. Maori only had two drinks before you came. Let him enjoy himself."

Conan, holding the juice, looked around with his eyes rolling, and was stunned when he heard this. He thought these uncles had been sitting here drinking for the whole afternoon, but it turned out that they just got together?

Another table was opened here, and the mama-san handed over the menu for Anhe and others to choose from.

"What would you like to order?" An He flipped through the menu and handed it to Suzuki Sonoko and the other high school girls. "It seems that there is no alcohol in sakura rice wine here, and some snacks that look good."

"Let me see." Suzuki Sonoko took the menu and started chatting with Mouri Ran and Toyama Kazuha.

Miyano Shiho, who was standing by, poked Anhe's arm.

"You can drink a little wine today, but not too much."

An He nodded calmly, then said to Mama-san seriously, "Please give me an Oyaki."

Suzuki Sonoko and others also made a decision quickly. As for Hattori Heiji and Conan, they just perfunctorily said "whatever" and then got together to talk about the case.

The mama-san remembered everyone's choices, left the room, and soon returned with what they had ordered.

Suzuki Sonoko tried the store's signature sakura rice wine, Toyama Kazuha and Mao Li Ran chose hot milk, and Hattori Heiji and Conan were given two glasses of orange juice.

Miyano Shiho didn't order a drink, but ordered a red bean roll to try.

Anhe's shochu was served last, by Miss Chika Ling.

She smiled and was about to entertain An He as she did before, but An He stopped her.

"I can just do it myself."

Miss Chiga Ling was stunned. She glanced at Miyano Shiho who was nonchalantly poking at the red bean roll beside her. She seemed to understand something, smiled politely, put down her wine glass and wine jug, and stepped aside.

"Ah." Miyano Shiho raised her eyes and looked at him meaningfully, "Ahwa-kun, don't you want to experience the beauty of 'heaven'?"

“The wonderful moment of wine tasting cannot be disturbed by these redundant actions.”

An He slowly filled the glass with wine, raised it to his lips and took a sip.

Well, the alcohol content is strong enough, and the moment the warm taste enters the mouth, one feels a mellow sensation, as if what one is drinking is not liquor but warm jade.

Unfortunately, the only drawback is that the aftertaste is not ideal and the stamina is insufficient. It can only be used as self-entertainment in leisure time and cannot be enjoyed with friends.

A red bean roll was placed in front of him just right, and Anhe took a bite of it.

"Eating some starchy food beforehand can effectively alleviate the irritation of alcohol to the stomach and intestines."

Miyano Shiho said thoughtfully.

"Would you like to try it?" An He pushed the wine glass towards her.

"I'm not yet twenty years old." Miyano Shiho refused.

"That's a pity." An He licked his lips.

In the detective alliance over there, Hattori Heiji suddenly betrayed Conan and took the initiative to approach Miss Chiga Ling.

"You are not from Miyagawa-cho before"

"Ah, my name is Qian He Ling." Miss Qian He Ling nodded with a smile, "Thank you very much for your help last time."

"Heiji, do you know each other?" Toyama Kazuha, who had also sat down at some point, poked Hattori Heiji's shoulder curiously.

Hattori Heiji was startled when he turned around.

After taking a break, he first made a dead fish eye and complained that the woman was silent, and then patiently explained to her what happened when he first arrived in Kyoto.

"I did meet her once. I helped her and the mama-san stop a bag thief."

Conan pricked up his ears. He didn't know that Hattori Heiji had met this geisha lady before.

But when he said this, he suddenly remembered something and took out an arrow with the arrowhead pulled out and handed it to Mao Lilan.

"Sister Xiaolan, can you help me predict the previous owner of this arrow?" He smiled innocently, "Today, Brother Hattori was suddenly attacked by an unknown person on the road. We suspect that this incident may be related to the case of 'Genji Hotaru'."

Mao Lilan had no reason to refuse.

"But how can I find that person?" She was a little embarrassed. "I can only tell simple yes and no questions and some simple problems."

Conan thought for a moment and said, "Let's first see if the person who shot this arrow is really related to the incident that my uncle is investigating."

Mao Lilan nodded, then took the arrow, placed it flat on the table, took off her watch, held one end of the watch strap, and used it as a simple "pendulum".

She quickly entered a meditative state, repeating seven times in her mind, "This arrow is related to the 'Genji Hotaru' case."

Then she gently opened her eyes and saw that the watch was shaking noticeably in a clockwise direction.

Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the attacker is indeed related to the case that Dad is investigating."

Conan nodded, then became thoughtful.

Soon, Mao Lilan stood up again, and took the wine glass in front of Mao Li Kogoro away with resentment. Seeing him holding his head because of the headache, she complained while pouring a glass of water from the side and handed it to him: "Really, you mess around again when I'm not paying attention."

Miyano Shiho looked at the situation over there and narrowed her eyes.

"Awa-kun, you won't become a confused drunkard like that in the future, right?"

"First, I'm not confused." An He shook the wine jug, which had little wine left, and simply took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

He put down the completely empty wine jug with a bold gesture.

“Second, I don’t get drunk.”

The monk Long Yuan, who looked the most serious, spoke for Maori Kogoro again: "Miss Xiaolan, please don't blame your father. After all, we took the initiative to invite him here."

"Yes, we would like to ask the famous detective how he reasoned about the case of 'Genji Hotaru'."

Sakura Masao smiled and adjusted his tie, which was stained with some wine. It was obvious that this seemingly shrewd antique dealer was also a little drunk.

The mama-san at the pub sorted out the empty bottles on the table and joined in the gossip: "I heard that every member of 'Genji Hotaru' has a copy of 'The Book of Yoshitsune'."

"Haha, actually I have one in my hand too." Sakura Masazō laughed heartily.

"Speaking of the Yoshitsune Ki, it's a really good book." He turned to Saijo Taiga, who was drinking quietly beside him, and asked, "Are you selling used books?"

"what"

Nishijo Taiga took a while to react, then he pulled the corner of his mouth reluctantly: "Although I don't really like that book."

“Although it is called ‘Yoshitsune Ki’, it is actually ‘The Benkei Ki’ which describes the story of Benkei.”

Mizuo Harutarou, who always looked very aristocratic, took a sip of shochu and put down the cup gracefully: "I like it very much, especially the Benkei of Ataka."

(End of this chapter)