I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"Bai... Baihao?"

Hattori Heiji was even more confused.

Unlike Serabelle, a genuine old Londoner, he did know what Baihao was, but -

"Why is Baihao in a place like that?"

"Regarding this, let me first confirm another question."

Serabelle coughed lightly.

"The temple you explored when you were in the third grade of elementary school eight years ago, Hattori, is that the Sannoji Temple?"

"Eh? How do you know?"

"It's inferred based on the time."

Ignoring the shocked look from a certain Osaka black chicken, Serabelle continued to explain.

"Just like Ms. Ooka said, the token you picked up that year was actually the white hair between the eyebrows of the Buddha statue. As we all know, the Buddha statues in the temple are almost never moved at will. Sannoji Temple has not been moved for many years. If the white hair appears in the courtyard of the temple without being moved artificially, it must be that the Buddha statue in the shrine sneezed and it popped out."

"And think about it again. You picked up the white hair eight years ago, and the Buddha statue at Shanneng Temple was stolen eight years ago. So according to my guess, the white hair must have been dropped by the thieves when they were stealing the Buddha statue at night, and you just happened to pick it up."

"To sum up, not only do you not know the specific information of your first love, but even the only token that can serve as a clue is fake."

grass……

After hearing this analysis, Hattori Heiji turned completely gray, and a soul slowly floated out of his open mouth.

"That's it. Then what I said in the previous interview was purely my own imagination, and it was even compiled into a magazine..."

Haha.

Serabelle felt nothing in her heart and even felt like laughing.

Conan, who had been silent, stared at Ooka Momiji for a long time with his chin pinched, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He turned quickly towards Serabelle.

"Wait a minute, what did you call this sister just now?"

"Ms. Ooka."

Serabelle didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

However, Conan's eyes widened in an instant, filled with shock, suspicion and disbelief.

This last name, and this Kyoto accent... could it be! ?

Noticing Conan's change in mood, Ooka Momiji raised her index finger and shook it with a smile.

"Shh-"

Conan immediately took a deep breath.

However, Serabelle and Hattori Heiji still looked confused.

What kind of radio waves are these? Why does communication between people have to be so confusing?

"You can check the records of personnel changes in Japan's modern government on the Internet."

Conan forced himself to remain calm and exhaled slowly.

"The last name of the former Japanese Prime Minister is Ooka, and his ancestral home is in Kyoto."

Serabelle: "..."

Hattori Heiji "..."

This simple sentence, consisting of exactly twenty words, shocked the two young detectives.

After thinking for a moment, Serabel held his chin and turned to the Kyoto girl who had been sitting beside him on the motorcycle with her arms around his waist.

"So is it too late to send you back now?"

"It's too late~"

In response, he received a kind smile from the granddaughter of the former Japanese Prime Minister.

"If you insist on sending me back now, I will tell my family that you broke into the house and took me away, okay?"

"..."

The silent atmosphere lasted for another two or three seconds. Serabelle looked at the mountain trail extending up the mountain just across the road from the parking lot entrance.

You can see that at the starting point of the path there is a torii-like door frame built with wood, with the three big characters "Kuramayama" engraved on it on a plaque.

"Hattori, you said on the phone before that our next stop to investigate is Mount Kurama, right?"

"Uh... to be exact, it's Kurama-dera Temple on Mount Kurama."

Hattori Heiji said this subconsciously, and then he realized something was wrong.

"Wait, are you really going to..."

"Now that things have come to this, let's go up the mountain first."

In just two sentences, Serabelle's mood quickly returned to normal.

Hattori Heiji was naturally unwilling, but there was no other way at the moment. After hesitating for a while, he realized that he had no choice but to agree.

He glanced at the red leaves in Ooka carefully, then raised his hand and pointed to the mountain path across the road that Serabelle had just seen.

"That's the west gate of Kurama-dera Temple. Generally speaking, tourists enter from the Niomon Gate, but this place is closer and we can walk less mountain roads. Let's go up from here. If Miss Ooka is not good at climbing mountains, let Sera..."

"It's not good to stereotype women, Hattori-san."

Before he could finish his words, Ooka Hongye interrupted with a smile.

"It's not like the ancient times when noble women were required to stay at home...Okay, Sera-kun, let's go."

After saying this, she took the initiative to pull on Serabelle's sleeves and walked towards the west gate of Kurama Temple.

Such a familiar look stunned the two high school detectives who stayed behind.

Especially Hattori Heiji, who had just been scolded. After Ooka Momiji and Serabel walked a little further away, he bent down, lowered his voice, covered his mouth and whispered to Conan.

"Hey, Kudo, do you think the eldest daughter of the Ooka family has a crush on Sera?"

Conan curled his lips: "How is that possible? Looking at the way they look, it feels like they just met."

"Like love at first sight?"

Hattori Heiji gave another example.

"Probably...not right?"

Conan shook his head hesitantly.

It would be fine if a lot of girls liked this guy Serabel wherever he went.

But from the time we met until now, I don’t seem to realize how popular this guy is with girls?

Chapter 417 Heart-beating time!

However, although it is a mountain path, it is not too natural.

The cement-paved steps with safety handrails made of welded iron pipes are far less artistic than the hundred-story steps made of smooth stone slabs at the main entrances of major tourist attractions in Kyoto, but they are still sufficient for normal passage.

The four of them started walking up the mountain along the concrete steps.

Ping Ke and the other man, who had deliberately kept a distance from Serabelle and Ooka Momiji in order to whisper, quickly caught up with them in two steps after starting to climb the mountain, and then slowed down to keep pace with the former.

To others, these were just three high school students hanging out with their classmates, and one of them even brought along his younger brother who was in elementary school and was also sitting at home with nothing to do during the winter break.

"By the way, the Kyoto police are also very concerned about the Minamoto no Yoshitsune thieves group this time."

Walking on the mountain steps that were still lush and green even in winter, Hattori Heiji looked up and looked around at the scenery on both sides and said something intentionally or unintentionally.

He always acted with Conan after lunch, and when Conan heard this, he nodded in agreement.

"That's normal. Although several members of that bandit group were killed in Tokyo and Osaka, they were rampant in Kyoto a few years ago. Moreover, their origins are related to Kyoto culture. Now, not to mention Kanto and Kansai, even neighboring Osaka and Kyoto are competing with each other."

"Tsk, I get angry when I talk about this..."

As if the topic he brought up brought back some unpleasant memories, Hattori Heiji's tone was obviously filled with emotion.

"This morning, when I and Gong... No, Conan and I just arrived at Benkeishi, we ran into that fox-eyed Ayanokouji. He recognized me and told us to mind our own business."

"Oh, is it from the Kyoto police?"

Serabelle didn't find it strange that the Kyoto police knew Hattori Heiji.

After all, he is the son of the Osaka Metropolitan Superintendent, so they are all in the same system. Plus, Hattori Heiji is also very capable and a well-known figure in the detective world in the Kansai area, so it is normal for him to be known by people in the Kyoto police system.

"Yes, and that guy is also quite famous in the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Department. I remember he was some kind of aristocratic police officer."

As Hattori Heiji was speaking, he couldn't help but let out a click of his tongue and rolled his eyes to complain.

"What noble police officer? He's just a fox eye. I guess he doesn't have any friends in real life who have to wear his squirrel to work. His eyebrows are just two dots..."

noble?

Serabelle slowly typed a question mark.

"Why do nobles still need to go to work? And he told us not to meddle in other people's business... Does he really want this credit? Has his family fallen on hard times?"

He had no ill will towards Officer Ayanokouji, he was just simply curious.

You have to know that in the UK, even the Queen of England, who theoretically should be the busiest person, actually has a very casual daily life in the eyes of ordinary workers if it is listed in a table. It can be said that it is no different from being on vacation.

If we only consider the complexity of the tasks without considering the intensity of the work, it might be only slightly harder than Serabelle, who is responsible for killing and not burying all day long.

You are not even good enough as a noble police officer? You still have to work hard at work... It's shameful.

"Uh~"

After Serabelle's reminder, Hattori Heiji, who was originally indignant, and Conan next to him suddenly changed their expressions.

If translated into words it would probably mean - Damn, why didn't I think of this.

"I think next time if we meet that fox-eyed Ayanokouji again, I'll just switch to you to fight him."

Hattori Heiji and Conan gave a thumbs up at the same time.

When I make this gesture, it means you are really good.JPG

Ooka Momiji, who was walking beside Serabelle, didn't say a word. She just listened quietly to the three male high school students (in terms of age) talking to each other with a smile on her face.

……

After chatting all the way, the four of them soon arrived at the first target location on Mount Kurama.

It was a place similar to a shrine, with a straight and horizontal path paved with stones in front of the door.

The gate of the shrine was closed, and from the outside all that could be seen was a long string of knotted bells swaying gently in front of the door, and an empty money box.

"This is the Sengshanggu Fudo Hall."

Hattori Heiji introduced himself while standing in front of the shrine with his hands in his pockets.

"It is said that Ushiwakamaru met Tengu here and learned military tactics from him."

"Ushiwakamaru? But aren't we looking for a place related to Minamoto no Yoshitsune?" Serabell was puzzled.

"Ah? No way, you really don't know anything about Japanese culture..."

Conan was speechless for a moment.

Even Ooka Momiji couldn't help but chuckle: "Minamoto no Yoshitsune is Ushiwakamaru, which means Ushiwakamaru is Benkei's master, so it's not wrong to say that this place is related to Minamoto no Yoshitsune."

"So that's it."

Serabelle nodded in understanding, then curled her lips.

"But if you insist, it would be strange if a Londoner knew everything about Japanese culture, right?"

"Well, that's true."

Here, the four monks in front of the Jyoutani Fudo-do were still discussing contents related to Minamoto no Yoshitsune.

At the same time, on the winding upward mountain road to their side, a black figure quietly emerged without anyone noticing, drawing his bow and pulling the bowstring.

giggle-

As the bow was pulled to the limit like a full moon, making a subtle sound, Serabelle in front of the hall below suddenly felt a shock all over her body, and she turned her head abruptly to look up the mountain, as if her spider sense had sensed the danger and was activated instantly.