Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 130 Five Jin of Study Materials Per Month (Two-in-One)

"Where?"

"It's right here in Tokyo. Don't worry, my sister is still in your hands. I won't run away."

"Hehe, Shirley, don't overthink it. You're a code name member of the organization and a key member in drug development. How could you possibly betray us? Don't joke around."

Shirley clearly wasn't going to mince words with him; she remained silent, waiting for his reply.

"Okay, wait a moment, I need to confirm with Gin. I can't make the decision on this."

The other person nodded.

In reality, Sherry simply couldn't reach Gin, otherwise she wouldn't have called him.

Xia Chuan hung up the phone and then dialed Gin's number.

Gin was clearly fine; the call was answered immediately.

Xia Chuan reported Sherry's needs, emphasizing that this matter had nothing to do with him, and that Sherry herself wanted to go out. He told Gin not to misunderstand, as it would be a loss for him to be silenced by Gin because of this.

"What's so interesting about examining those experimental samples?" Gin said dismissively.

To be honest, if you ask him now who he forced to take this poison, he really can't remember.

APTX4869 had always been used as a poison without any problems, and later on, he no longer cared who the recipient was when administering it.

"Brother, I have a list here. The people in the front row are those who have taken the drug in the Tokyo metropolitan area."

The sound came faintly from the microphone, and at that moment, Xia Chuan finally understood the use of vodka.

Besides being a driver, assassin, and Gin's personal henchman, Emotion Vodka is also a notebook and memo pad.

After a few seconds, Gin replied, "Okay, inform Sherry about this. I'll arrange for someone to take her out in a couple of days, but only to Beika and Beika. She can't go to places that are too far away."

Clearly, Gin still had some reservations.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Chuan shook his head.

As expected, Gin still didn't trust him. Otherwise, he should have said something like he did at the last meeting: "Tequila, I'm leaving this to you."

During the plum rain season, it's a time of continuous drizzle.

Cherry blossom petals were blown by the wind and scattered on the ground.

The waterfall appeared even more magnificent due to the rain, and the sound of it crashing against the rocks drowned out the patter of the rain, making it difficult for the guests to fall asleep.

"Conan, aren't you going to sleep yet?"

Xia Chuan turned over and found Conan taking notes. He focused his gaze on him.

Goodness, no wonder he's a famous detective; he's still analyzing the case at this point.

I looked up and glanced at the time on the wall.

It's 3 a.m.

"It's okay." Conan yawned but forced himself to cheer up.

He secretly inquired about Zhongnian's matter with a few young monks, but to no avail.

Clearly, Abbot Tianyong was the absolute authority at Shanni Temple, and even if the young monks spoke ill of him behind his back, they dared not.

It's a bit strange, though. The monk Xiu Nian, who arrived at the temple a year ago, doesn't seem to be in his room. Conan knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.

Afterwards, Conan called Professor Agasa by landline and obtained the case notes of Tadani's death two years ago.

Having gathered all the clues and information, I couldn't stop my detective addiction once it kicked in. Before I knew it, I was working on it until 3 a.m., not long before dawn.

Conan felt time was running out, but Shinichi Kudo loved these kinds of challenging deductions. His goal was to solve the bizarre death case from two years ago before leaving tomorrow.

Xia Chuan rubbed his eyes, then turned over and prepared to continue sleeping.

Tadanobu's death is too far in the past. Even if Conan can find clues now, or directly identify Tenaga as the murderer, it will be of no use. His reasoning can only be reasoning.

The evidence had long been destroyed. Abbot Tianyong was clearly not the kind of person who would easily confess. He would never admit it unless the evidence was presented to him.

Just like what Koizumi Akako said at dinner, Abbot Ten'ei had no intention of explaining at all. This was the confidence he gained from the complete destruction of the evidence!

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the Japanese-style door. Natsukawa looked up and asked, "Who is it?"

"Father, do you need to get up to use the toilet?" Anya's voice came, and then the door was opened a crack. Anya poked half her head in and asked, "Sister Xiaolan said that if there are many people in the toilet, it will feel more like friends who are traveling together."

The Japanese-style door was fully opened, and Xia Chuan glanced at Yoel, who gave a wry smile.

Clearly, Joel was also somewhat helpless with Xiao Lan.

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Xia Chuan reluctantly got up and followed the three girls to the restroom.

Conan followed behind, having studied the situation for most of the day and drunk quite a bit of water; he also felt the urge to urinate.

With more people using the restroom, Xiaolan felt much more at ease.

Monsters must be afraid of human presence, right? I called so many people to go to the toilet, so I probably won't run into a Tengu.

I was originally going to ask Koizumi Akako to go to the toilet with me, but we've only known each other for a few hours, so it would be a bit impolite to ask her to go to the toilet with me.

"Hey Conan, have you found anything out yet?"

Boys go to the toilet faster, so Natsukawa and Conan stood in the corridor watching the waterfall and waiting for the three girls to come out.

“Little by little, I’ve discovered that Abbot Ten'yō has the biggest motive. Uncle Natsukawa saw it today, didn’t he? Abbot Ten'yō is very sensitive about this matter. If Chūnen had committed suicide, Abbot Ten'yō wouldn’t have needed to keep quiet about it.”

Actually, I found out more! A similar case happened at Shanni Temple more than 20 years ago. A monk named Tianfu was also hanged from a beam.

It is said that the monk named Tianfu was competing with Tianyong for the position of abbot. He had already been selected, but died in the meditation room for unknown reasons. The police confirmed that the cause of death was suicide.

Of the monks from that period, only Abbot Tianyong is still alive today, and that case happened two years ago.

Therefore, it can be seen from this that

Conan suddenly stopped talking before he finished, and then revealed an innocent and pure smile: "Hehehe, that's how Uncle Mori does deduction. What do you think of the deduction techniques I learned from Uncle Mori, Uncle Natsukawa?"

Natsukawa gave an "Oh," and teased, "Conan is really smart. When you grow up, you'll definitely become a great detective like Kudo Inoue. But how did you know that a similar case happened at Yamane-dera Temple twenty years ago?"

"Because I saw it on TV! Nichiri TV sometimes airs some weird and strange movies."

And another thing! Please! My name is Shinichi Kudo, not Shinichi Kudo!

Conan breathed a sigh of relief. He had been careless; his behavior just now was nothing like that of a child.

However, judging from Xia Chuan's expression, he didn't seem to care.

“Oh, I see. I’ll make sure Anya studies hard and watches more programs on Nichiuri TV when we get back.” Natsukawa didn’t point it out, but turned to look out the corridor and pointed in the direction of the training room. “Strange, I remember that when we went to the toilet after dinner, we could see two forked streams from this direction when we looked at the training room. How come there’s only one stream left now?”

"Really?" Conan frowned in surprise, leaned out halfway, and stared at the direction of the training room for a long time. The more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Speaking of which, this meditation room looks a bit like a reservoir. If the waterfall were diverted into the meditation room, the temple probably wouldn't run out of water even during the dry season."

Xia Chuan felt that his reminder was obvious enough, and now it was up to Conan to figure it out himself.

He was moved by the detective's dedication as he watched him work overtime until 3 a.m. to investigate the case.

Ding! Your Uncle Xia Chuan has provided you with a clue.

A sudden inspiration struck Conan, connecting all the clues. His expression instantly turned serious, and without paying any attention to the three girls still in the restroom, he turned and ran.

Judging from the direction, they should be heading to the meditation room!

Just as Conan left, Natsukawa saw a tall figure emerge from the depths of the corridor.

It's Koizumi Akiko.

This guy seems to have been hiding behind them from the very beginning.

"Is it really okay to let a child go to a place like that alone? What if they get scared?"

Koizumi Akako had no intention of hiding any longer. She walked straight to Natsukawa's side, placed her hands on the railing, and let the night wind blow through her hair and open the hem of her short skirt. Unfortunately, she was wearing black safety shorts underneath.

Greatly disappointed.
No wonder Kaito never looks at Koizumi Akako's underwear; she's wearing safety shorts.

Not cute at all.

“Conan isn’t an ordinary kid. Surely Koizumi Akako, the heir to the Red Magic, couldn’t have missed that?” Natsukawa chuckled, looking towards the training room. “You could sense that Abbot Tenaga was dying, but you couldn’t sense anything different about Conan?”

Koizumi Akako sensed Natsukawa's mockery in his smile.

“You really are a magician, aren’t you? I used red magic to investigate you before, but I couldn’t see through your soul essence. You must be a powerful magician.” Koizumi Akako stared intently at Natsukawa.

Few can withstand her red magic, so Xia Chuan must be an incredibly powerful magician.

As for Yor, the magician's girlfriend, she must also be the magician's.

She still vividly remembers the phantom of the woman in the black dress; it was very likely a newly emerging summoned spirit in the magical world.

However, she was disappointed. Xia Chuan's expression did not change at all; he looked at her calmly as if she were a junior.

Xia Chuan naturally wouldn't answer that question.

He didn't know why Koizumi Akako couldn't see through him; perhaps it was related to time travel.

"You should be able to take the Tengu's mask away tomorrow." Xia Chuan thought for a moment and then asked, "But I'm curious, what do you plan to do with the Tengu's mask?"

He didn't foolishly ask whether the Tengu's mask was a magical artifact or whether it truly sealed the Tengu inside.

Asking that question is tantamount to admitting that you are not a magician.
Neither admitting nor denying is in line with the current situation.

Koizumi Akako clearly considered Natsukawa to be one of her own, and began explaining without hesitation:
"My magical ritual requires this mask; otherwise, I wouldn't even bother with it. But what surprises me is meeting so many interesting souls here; this trip was definitely worthwhile."

Needless to say, the interesting souls she was referring to were Xia Chuan and his group.

Xia Chuan understood half of it, but thought Koizumi Akako was referring to him and the two Grim Reapers.

Koizumi Akako originally had no intention of coming to retrieve the Mist Tengu mask. The reason she decided to come to Yamane-dera Temple to take the Mist Tengu mask on a whim is because of the witch's magic mirror.

Last night, Koizumi Akako was indulging in self-admiration at home. She was so moved by her own beauty that she excitedly asked her magic mirror a question.

Koizumi Akako: Magic mirror, magic mirror, who is the fairest of them all?
Magic Mirror: Of course it's you, Lady Koizumi Akako. Everyone in this world will be your captive.

The magic mirror paused for a moment, and just when Koizumi Akako thought that the magic mirror had also short-circuited due to her beauty, the magic mirror added another sentence.

Magic Mirror: Except...
The sound from the magic mirror was a bit choppy, like a radio with a bad signal; the static was annoying.

Koizumi Akako: Besides what?
Magic Mirror: Except for him, Sha Sha
A few seconds later, the magic mirror reflected a picture of Kaito Kuroba dressed as Kaito Kid.

Just as Koizumi Akako was devising a plan to subdue Phantom Thief Kid, the next sentence from the man in sunglasses caused her to lose her composure.

Magic Mirror: Infuse more magic to unlock more uncaptureable objects.

Koizumi Akako:
The most beautiful woman in love can't win over more than one man! This magic mirror must be broken!
It's probably because they used too few materials when making the magic mirror.

Then, as still as a virgin and as swift as a rabbit.

Long legs leap up, swift as the wind!
With a clang.

The magic mirror shattered in a diffuse pattern, originating from the high heel of Koizumi Akako's shoe.

The rustling sound made the assistant outside the door unable to resist opening it, but after seeing that the witch was alright, she quietly closed the door again.

It's alright, that's just the witch's personality. She's used to it. As long as there's no problem with her magic, it's fine.

Koizumi Akako regretted breaking the magic mirror. It was quite precious, and how could a witch be without a magic mirror? It wouldn't be proper at all.

Therefore, she is currently collecting materials to rebuild the magic mirror, and the whiskers of the Mist Tengu are one of the magical materials used to forge the magic mirror.

However, her goal is to create a more powerful magic mirror. The Tengu's whiskers alone are far from enough; ideally, the entire mask should be made of magical materials.

That's what happened.

"Oh, Lady Akako, what brings you out here?" Ran was surprised to see Koizumi Akako as soon as she came out.

But why doesn't the witch change her clothes while sleeping? Isn't she cold in that bikini-like outfit?

“We’re the same age, you can just call me Akako, Mori-kun is too kind,” Koizumi Akako chuckled, covering her mouth.

Following closely behind Xiaolan were Joel and Anya.

These two people were not surprised by Koizumi Akako's existence.

With Joel's killer senses and Anya's telepathic radar, the two had long since discovered Koizumi Akako, who was following them.

Anya, in particular, received every word of the conversation between Koizumi Akako and Natsukawa.

"Sister Hongzi, can you teach me this magic that makes me immune to the cold? I don't need to learn anything else, but Anya really wants to learn this magic that makes me immune to the cold."

Anya walked up to Koizumi Akako and said firmly, "I will definitely study very hard! I will never let my master down."

"Let's forget about it. You're still too young. If you want to become a witch, you'll have to wait until you're ten. Besides, we witches need to learn and memorize a lot of magical knowledge."

"How much do I have to memorize?" Anya felt that paying a little price for magic was acceptable. Although she hated studying, she was willing to sacrifice some of her free time in order to become a magician.

"I remember when I first started learning, my father must have weighed out five pounds of practice problems for me: an overview of alchemy, basic knowledge of magic, differentiation of magic, and experiential learning of magic."
"If you want to learn, you'll need five kilograms of magic learning materials every month to gain a basic understanding of the magical world. That's how apprentices are taught. We'll start teaching you more when you're ten years old."

"Five pounds of introductory magic books?" Anya's mouth dropped open, and she stammered for a while before turning to look at Joel: "Aunt Joel, Anya is sleepy and wants to go to sleep."

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)