In Conan, the shrine is inherited

Everyone immediately realized that cooking for them and teaching Xiaolan how to cook was impossible for Asai Narimi, who only returned to Tokyo on weekends. The only answer was that Asai Narimi was going to leave Tsukikage Island and return to Tokyo with them.

Asai Narimi was silent for a few seconds, then nodded slowly, "I don't want to do autopsy work anymore. It was like this for Mr. Kameyama two years ago, and it's the same for Mr. Kawashima now. I feel very uncomfortable and tired of it." He forced a gentle smile on his face, "Besides, it's not bad to be an ordinary doctor in Tokyo. I can play with you guys more often."

Maori Kogoro sighed, "Yes, after something like this happened... changing the environment is indeed a good choice."

Xiaolan said in a comforting tone: "Dr. Chengshi, when you arrive in Tokyo, I will definitely come to play with you often."

Ye Qiu was a little surprised. From what he said, it seemed that Asai Chengshi would not lose his will to die in the flames like in the original novel, but would resolutely live on? Or were these just polite words to get rid of suspicion?

Never mind, it’s good to be alive.

He also chimed in: "If you don't want to be a doctor anymore, you can come work at my shrine. The salary is good."

"Yes, Dr. Chengshi." Xiaolan agreed, "The shrine environment at Qiuxin's home is very beautiful. If you go there to be a shrine maiden, you will definitely calm down quickly."

Ye Qiuxin was stunned. Let Asai Narimi be a shrine maiden?

Hiss, it seems there is nothing wrong.

Asai Chengmi smiled and said, "Maybe."

Everyone continued to eat. The delicious taste of the food made them eat with relish. They never stopped using their chopsticks. Even Haibara Ai, who had a small appetite, forced a rice ball and a stomach full of vegetables into her mouth in small bites.

What Haibara Ai was holding in her hand at this moment was her second rice ball.

After taking two bites, she put it down with a feeling of being unsatisfied. She subconsciously rubbed her belly with her other hand. She was afraid that if she ate more, her figure would be out of shape. Then she pushed the half-eaten rice ball to Ye Qiuxin and said, "Here you go."

"You don't want to eat?"

"I eat cherries to relieve greasiness and help digestion." Huibara Ai's little hand reached out for the fruit in the lunch box.

"Okay." Ye Qiuxin took the rice ball without hesitation and started biting it. The two rows of small teeth marks were swallowed into his stomach.

With a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw Conan sitting on the piano chair, looking at the music score over and over again, trying to decipher the secret contained within. Even though the aroma of food wafted into his nose, he didn't think about eating.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart: "This kid is really like a possessed person."

"Kid, come here and have your meal." Ye Qiuxin shouted, "If you don't understand the music score, don't look at it. If you don't come over, you won't get any share." He was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see a child go hungry.

He is so kind.

In order to repay his kindness, it would be okay to draw blood from him while he is asleep.

Conan said "Oh", put down the music score, walked to Mouri Ran, picked up a rice ball with an expressionless face, and chewed it mechanically, obviously still thinking about the music score and the murder case.

Most of the food was eaten up by everyone in a short time.

Ye Qiuxin added another cup of warm tea, which was placed in a thermos, and the temperature did not fade at all.

Suddenly, Miyano Akemi's voice rang in his mind: "Qixin, there is someone outside the piano room, staring at you through the window. It seems to be the secretary Hirata Kazuaki."

"Is he still here?"

"Yes, he's hiding behind the wall and observing. But it's hard for him to see you from that angle."

"I understand." After Ye Qiuxin replied to Miyano Akemi, he suddenly raised one hand and stretched it out among the crowd, interrupting the conversation between Maori Kogoro and others.

"Akishin, what are you doing..." Kogoro Mouri wondered.

"Keep chatting." Ye Qiuxin pointed out the window, "It seems someone is watching us. Don't let him notice our flaws."

The faces of several people suddenly became solemn and they all looked out the window, but after a few seconds they realized that they couldn't look directly, so they turned back and continued chatting following Ye Qiuxin's instructions.

Maori Kogoro stood up, looked at Ye Qiuxin and said, "It's a bit hot, I'll go open the window."

"Thank you for your help." Ye Qiuxin nodded.

Kogoro Mouri also nodded, walked to another window and opened it. The fresh breeze blew into the room. Then Kogoro Mouri suddenly put his hand on the window sill, jumped out of the window and headed straight for the target.

Uncle Maori is quite reliable when he is reliable.

Xiaolan and Conan also took immediate action and went to help.

Ye Qiuxin walked to the window, still holding a cup of tea, and following the shouts of Maori Kogoro, he saw a fleeing black shadow, but his other hand happily threw it over with a blessing and misfortune.

Right on target!

It seems like I haven't used this trick for a long time, and for a moment I felt a sense of long absence.

But then again, how could Uncle Maori's swift movements allow Hirata Kazuaki to escape? That's pretty impressive, could it be that he has some kung fu skills?

"Sister Mingmei, how did Hirata Kazuaki escape? Did he fight with Mr. Maori?" Ye Qiuxin asked.

"No..." Miyano Akemi said in a strange tone, "They didn't fight. It's just that Mr. Maori accidentally tripped over a rock when he was chasing after them, so Hirata and Akira ran away."

Ye Qiuxin: “…”

Well, it seems that even when Uncle Maori is reliable, he can be unreliable at times.

This is not a grammatical error.

Chapter 131 Conan has to thank me

Ye Qiuxin watched the chase scene not far away.

Although the Yin-Yang Eyes cannot see at night, the moonlight tonight is exceptionally clear, and I can barely see the situation outside.

Asai Narimi came over and asked, "Master Akishin, aren't we going to help?"

Ye Qiuxin shook her head and chuckled: "No need, they are almost done."

The black figure running in the front suddenly stopped, leaped forward, and fell on the beach in a mess. Then, Maori Kogoro's crazy laughter came from a distance: "Hahaha! Boy, you still want to escape under my nose? Now let's see where you can run! You murderer!"

"See, it's successful." Ye Qiuxin said.

Asai Narimi looked out the window in surprise and found that he had actually caught up with him.

"What is that guy here for?" Haibara Ai also knew the identity of Black Shadow through the message from Miyano Akemi.

"I don't know. How about I go and ask?" Ye Qiuxin replied in his mind, "Use Yuemian to mimic Kawashima Hideo's soul and scare him. It shouldn't be difficult to find out the answer."

"Forget it." Huihara Ai said calmly, "Just take care of Dr. Asai. If I ask, I'm afraid it will cause other changes."

"Then I won't ask." Ye Qiuxin also agreed.

He then said to Miyano Akemi, "Akemi, is there anyone else around besides Hirata and Akemi?"

"He's gone, only him." Miyano Akemi patrolled the surrounding area before returning.

On the beach, a pillar of white light lit up, shining on the face of the shadow. It should be Conan's watch flashlight. The Mori family who were chasing Hirata and Akira also recognized the identity of the person who came, and immediately lifted his arm and took him to the community center.

The people who stayed in the community center also went to the gate of the community center to greet them.

"Isn't this Mr. Hirata Kazuaki?" Ye Qiuxin pretended to be surprised.

Haibara Ai glanced at him. This guy’s acting was pretty good, but his tone was a bit artificial.

"Yes, it's him!" Maori Kogoro said to everyone angrily, "The murderer this time has been caught by me, Maori Kogoro. When the reinforcements from the Metropolitan Police Department arrive tomorrow, we will hand him over, and the case will be closed! Hahahaha!"

"No, I'm not..." Hirata Kazuaki shouted in panic.

"Humph, who else could it be if not you?" Maori Kogoro said sternly, "The murderer usually returns to the murder scene after committing the crime, and you sneaked up outside the community center to spy on us. Obviously you were afraid that we would find some clues, so you came here to destroy the evidence... But you didn't expect that we would rest in the community center today! Hmm?"

"No wonder..." The old policeman slammed his fists together, as if he had suddenly realized something. "When I was on night patrol before, I occasionally saw Secretary Hirata and Mr. Kawashima secretly meeting in the community center. Maybe this was the motive for the murder."

"Ah? Did you really see them having a secret meeting?" asked Kogoro Mouri.

"It can't be wrong." The old policeman confirmed.

Ye Qiuxin was surprised that Hirata Kazuaki and Kawashima Hideo really had a relationship, and it was a private relationship that was not known to outsiders.

The level of suspicion has greatly increased.

"No, it's not me..." Hirata Kazuaki spoke incoherently.

"You still dare to quibble..." Maori Kogoro snorted coldly, "As a detective, I don't have the right to interrogate. Your quibbling to me may be of some use, but wait until the reinforcements from the Metropolitan Police Department arrive tomorrow, and see how you can quibble!

"Uncle, you have handcuffs, handcuff him quickly."

"Oh oh." The old policeman handcuffed Hirata and Akira.

Hirata and Ming were no longer moving. They just huddled aside quietly, not daring to say a word.

After some discussion, everyone decided to temporarily detain Hirata Kazuaki in a windowless underground storage room.

Asai Narumi remained silent throughout the whole process. He had a vague idea of ​​the possibility behind Hirata Kazuaki's night visit.

Ye Qiuxin smiled. Although he didn't know what the purpose of Hirata and Ming coming here was, this guy appeared here at the right time, which diverted other people's attention to Hirata and Ming.

Everyone returned to the piano room.

During this time, Maori Kogoro said proudly: "Speaking of which, it was thanks to my heroic decision to choose to stay overnight at the community center that Hirata and Ming failed to succeed in destroying the evidence."

Conan rolled his eyes. This old man was really shameless.

The first person who thought of this was Ye Qiuxin, and the first person who said it was him. From beginning to end, Uncle Maori only made one decision.

How could he say that he was the biggest contributor? Well, in the process of hunting down Hirata and Akira, Uncle Mori was indeed the one who contributed the most, so he didn't bother to care about it.

but……

Conan's expression gradually became serious.

Uncle Maori's judgment was indeed hasty, but he had to admit that Hirata Kazuaki was the most likely suspect. But was Hirata Kazuaki really the murderer? His panicked defense did not seem fake.

Conan was a little confused.

The murderer left a message, which showed that he was very confident in his murder method. At least on the surface, it was impossible to see through the flaws, and the fact was indeed so. He searched for evidence for a long time but found nothing.

In this case, why would the murderer come back?

Could it be true, as Uncle Maori said, that there was criminal evidence at the scene that Hirata Kazuaki could not cover up and that he had not discovered?

Conan was in doubt for a moment.

Is he so dumb that he can't even see the clues on the surface?

The only thing that comforted him was that Ye Qiuxin didn't seem to notice anything either. That meant it wasn't his problem...

Back in the piano room, Maori Kogoro solemnly instructed: "Although the murderer has been arrested, Hirata Kazuaki is the secretary of Kuroiwa Village Chief. There may be a mastermind behind the case. Therefore, we must not let down our guard and must be alert and take strict precautions!"

Everyone answered, “Yes!”

Three minutes later, Kogoro Mouri was lying on the pillow and snoring loudly.

The old policeman's snoring was not bad either. The two snoring sounds were equally matched, forming a snoring duet like that at a construction site.