I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

The view returns to the ward.

Hattori Heiji quickly explained everything that happened last night.

The process is short, but it is enough to make people tremble with fear.

After hearing this, Xiaolan took a deep breath and covered her mouth with both hands to prevent herself from making a sound.

Another person with a stern expression was Masumi Sera.

Even Toyama Kazuha, who actually experienced the whole incident last night, had a look of fear on his face.

In comparison, Serabelle is better. He is a result-oriented person. No matter how dangerous or terrible the process is, as long as the final result is good, there is no problem.

He held up his chin only after Hattori Heiji finished speaking.

"You mean the guy wearing the Noh mask chased you before you left Kyoto, and shot arrows at you while driving at high speed? There were two of them?"

"No, it's a person."

Hattori Heiji frowned as he recalled.

"That guy was amazing. I was driving at least 60 mph at the time, and he was able to catch up with me at at least 65 mph. He was able to stand up and shoot an arrow at that high speed. He must have used a coin or something to jam the accelerator. Although he didn't hit anyone in the end, he broke my rearview mirror."

Use a coin to jam the accelerator...

Serabelle imagined the scene briefly, which was equivalent to standing upright with both hands off the handlebars on a motorcycle moving at high speed and concentrating on drawing the bow and shooting the arrow.

What is the Japanese version of Winter Soldier? Is this kind of thing really possible in reality? ?

A Heroic Spirit-level mount, right?

"But the strange thing is, when he led me to the grove to duel with wooden swords, he had clearly knocked the wooden sword out of my hand and had the upper hand, but after I provoked him a little, he really threw away the wooden sword and took out a dagger to start close combat with me."

"Maybe because he found that it would take too much time to kill you with a wooden sword?" Serabel guessed.

"Our guess is that the perpetrator may have intended to kill Heiji with a dagger from the beginning."

The person who spoke was Inspector Otaki. He raised his hand and picked up an evidence bag containing a blood-stained dagger from behind him.

"Heiji's injury isn't too serious, but the problem is that the criminal smeared a strong anesthetic on the knife. Just a small scratch can make a person's body gradually numb or even lose consciousness. If we find a flaw, we can kill him with one blow... and we also tested the knife and found Mr. Sakura Masazo's blood reaction. I guess the criminal who attacked Heiji last night is the same person who killed Mr. Sakura Masazo."

"Well, it was indeed very dangerous last night. If He Ye hadn't shown up in time and thrown a rock at him, and pretended to be the police to scare the guy away, I think I would have been..."

Huh? So...

As if reminded by her childhood sweetheart's words, the Osaka girl blinked and seemed to have thought of something.

On the other side, Hattori Heiji also slapped his forehead.

"By the way, Uncle Otaki, you didn't tell my mom what happened here, right?"

"Eh? No, not yet..."

Inspector Otaki was slightly stunned, then quickly shook his head to deny it, but he couldn't hide the slight sense of guilt at the end of his words.

However, Hattori Heiji did not hear it and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good. Otherwise, if my mother knew about this, I don't know how worried she would be."

"Yeah, right."

Inspector Otaki didn't dare to look at him and could only nod quickly.

At this time, Serabelle finally realized that something seemed to be wrong, and she belatedly raised her voice and said "hmm".

"Wait a minute, if I remember correctly, Inspector Shiratori is from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Inspector Otaki is from the Osaka Police Station, and this is Kyoto... Is this a joint investigation by police from multiple locations?"

"Yes."

Inspector Shiratori, who had been silent the whole time, nodded elegantly in response.

"Because the criminal's illegal behavior this time was too rampant, and he committed crimes in many places including Tokyo, Osaka, and Tokyo, the police in the three places decided to jointly handle the case and solve it this time."

"I see."

The process is very simple and crude, and there is no need for too much analysis.

In addition, the fact that the case was being jointly investigated by Tokyo, Osaka and Kyoto itself was enough to illustrate the urgency of the matter, so Inspector Otaki and Officer Shiratori left immediately after chatting for a few more words.

Suddenly, only a few young people were left in the huge ward.

"So how are you feeling now?" Serabel asked as he approached.

"It's OK, so-so." Hattori Heiji said nonchalantly, "Actually, the wound doesn't hurt that much anymore, but I can't do strenuous activities yet. After all, the cut hurt my muscles. But I'll be able to recover after a while of rest, but I still feel a little dizzy now."

"Has the effect of the medicine on the knife not worn off yet?"

"should be."

Conversations between boys never involve so much caring about each other. After chatting for a few words, Hattori Heiji turned his gaze to the cane supported by Serabelle's left hand.

"By the way, how's your hand?"

"Just like you, so-so."

Serabelle pulled her right hand out of her pocket and pointed her five fingers towards the Osaka boy's face.

You can see that the yukata fabric that was tied on the palm of your hand yesterday has been untied, and the place where there was a blood groove has scabbed over today.

"We really are a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people..."

Hattori Heiji smiled bitterly.

Serabelle corrected him: "Not old or sick, at best weak and disabled."

"Well, but this way the identity of the criminal can be basically determined." Hattori Heiji put away his bitter smile and his eyes brightened.

Serabelle nodded: "Except for the dead Mr. Sakura Masazo, the murderer can only be the remaining three people who drank with Uncle Mori last night."

"When we left yesterday, Mr. Mizuo was obviously drunk and could only walk with difficulty."

"So he is the least likely suspect, but we cannot rule out the possibility that he acted on purpose."

"But if we follow this logic, the only ones left are Monk Ryuen and Mr. Saijo. They didn't seem to have drunk much at the time and were still quite sober."

"But it's unlikely that Monk Long Yuan was the one who did it. We were attacked on Kurama Mountain yesterday afternoon. At that time, Monk Long Yuan should have been in Sannoji Temple, accompanying Uncle Maori to look at the picture and solve the puzzle."

"That's right. In that case, the criminal can only be Mr. Nishijo Taiga."

"Unfortunately, we still lack conclusive evidence. We must first solve the mystery and find the location where the Buddha statue is hidden."

The two of them talked back and forth and deduced the identity of the criminal in less than a minute, leaving the two female high school students, Xiaolan and Heye, stunned.

However, before they could say anything, a buzzing sound suddenly came from Serabelle's body.

I took out my cell phone and saw that the caller ID showed it was Ooka Momiji calling.

They just exchanged cell phone numbers yesterday.

connected.

"Hey?"

"Uh-huh..."

There was no general greeting, and what came from the other end of the phone was a light laugh from the Kyoto girl.

"If I remember correctly, Sera-kun, you seemed to have said yesterday evening that you would come to Shanneng Temple today, but I have been waiting at the entrance of Shanneng Temple for almost half an hour, and I haven't seen you show up yet?"

"hiss……"

Realizing that she had made a mistake, Serabel slapped her forehead in silence.

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot to tell you. Is it convenient for you to take a taxi? Something happened, so we are now..."

As expected of a wealthy family, less than twenty minutes after Serabelle explained the situation on the phone, Ooka Momiji rushed over after learning that the former was unable to go to Sannoji as scheduled because Hattori Heiji was injured and hospitalized.

Then, as soon as they met, Serabelle stuffed a piece of paper in her hand.

It was the same paper puzzle that I found yesterday from Sakura Masao's book Yoshitsune.

"This is?"

Ooka Momiji's reaction was the same as when Uncle Maori first received it yesterday. After glancing at the contents above, she looked quite confused.

Serabelle didn't know how to explain it, so she could only shrug vaguely.

"It's probably something like a local treasure map of Kyoto. Did you get any inspiration after reading it?"

"Inspiration..."

Ooka Hongye looked at it carefully again and again. After about half a minute, she exclaimed in sudden enlightenment.

"This looks like a map of Kyoto."

"..."

"..."

No way, you really figured out the trick?

Chapter 425: Reliable Ooka Momiji

"You mean, you already... understand it?"

"Yeah, but it still needs a little verification."

Next to the bed, a Kyoto girl sat down on a chair and took out her cell phone from her bag under the surprised gaze of three high school detectives. She opened the map navigation app and took a screenshot of the streets of Kyoto. Then she switched to the album and opened it as a photo, and activated the brush function in the editing mode.

Ooka Momiji pointed at the treasure map in Serabelle's hand.

"First of all, there are five layers of bookshelves in this picture. According to the map of Kyoto city, there are exactly five roads from east to west. From the north up and the south down, the top layer with the cicada, tengu, and goldfish should correspond to five roads, and the fourth layer should naturally correspond to four roads, and so on..."

"The flowers, tengu, Mount Fuji, and acorns that seem to be hanging on the wall on the second shelf of the bookshelf should refer to the Oike Road between the Second Road and the Third Road on the map."

"Furthermore, from the north-south direction, the song 'Spring Ogawa' mentions violets, and violets correspond to purple flowers, so the purple flowers refer to Ogawa Road."

"The Tengu mask comes from Karasuma Tengu, and corresponds to Karasuma Road."

"Mount Fuji is named after the word fu, which means fuxiaoji."

Ooka Momiji's explanation was so fast that even Hattori Heiji, a native of Osaka who often visited Kyoto, had to concentrate on listening just to follow her thoughts.

Because Conan was not tall enough, he couldn't even see the picture, so he could only use the map app on his mobile phone to compare and identify.

As for Serabelle, who was completely unfamiliar with the local routes in Kyoto, she looked as if she understood it this time.

Anyway, even if you understand it, your brain can't keep up, so you might as well wait and wait for the effort to come and just copy the homework at the end.

Be flexible and work hard, ah, be flexible and work hard.

"In that case, what does the chicken refer to?"

Hattori Heiji stared with a frown at the golden rooster on the left side of the second row of the bookshelf in the picture.

"Loach is related to Yanagawa hotpot, and it can be understood that it roughly refers to Yanagibaba-dori, but what is chicken?"

Looking at the entire map of Kyoto, there seems to be no place names related to chickens.

"Maybe Nishi-Doin Road?"

Ooka Momiji made a bold assumption.

"The rooster is also called You in the Chinese zodiac. If you remove the horizontal line, it becomes Xi, and the direction the rooster's head is facing is also exactly west."

"I think he might as well just draw a cave logo," Serabelle complained.

Chinese in Japan is like classical Chinese to Chinese. Although proper Chinese characters are used in many formal occasions, they are not used much in daily life. Katakana is still used more often, so the average Japanese's attainment of Chinese characters can only be said to be sufficient.

For example, using the "酉" in the Chinese zodiac to represent the word "西" can't be said to be a wrong character. It can only be said to be a bunch of nonsense.

At least their homophones have the same pronunciation, okay?

There is culture, but not much.JPG

"That leaves the cicada, tengu, and goldfish on the top shelf."

Having solved two-thirds of the puzzle in one go, Ooka Momiji breathed a sigh of relief and continued to look at the top layer of the puzzle.