Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

Instead of waiting until the body is discovered by others early the next morning, as is the case now, and then rushing to temporarily deal with the traces before the police arrive.

Is it all about the heartbeat?

It's really not necessary. Unless this abbot has a perverted heart and enjoys fooling others. Not only did he kill someone, but he also took this opportunity to make fun of the novice monk and the police.

Lu Ren has solved so many cases that he has never encountered such a fun-loving murderer.

Lu Ren actually prefers that there is a third party hidden at the crime scene. The person was killed by this third party, Chuanjiu's fellow disciple.

When the abbot arrived, he found this person, or he jumped out and asked for help.

Out of love for his disciple, the abbot finally chose to help him and became an accomplice. The two began to hide the body and eliminate traces.

This assumption is very reasonable, but whether it can actually be deduced to find the murderer is another question.

Again, at least three days have passed since the incident. Moreover, the police at the time did not pay attention to it and did not protect the scene at all.

The evidence may have been destroyed. Solving the case is undoubtedly more difficult than before.

I can only go and watch again.

When we met at the agreed place, we found that the little novice monk was already waiting under the tree. After seeing Lu Ren and his group, he ran over excitedly.

Compared to him, Lu Ren's reaction was much duller.

"By the way, little master Chuanjiu, there's something I forgot to ask. Did you tell your master about our trip up the mountain?"

Lu Ren felt that this little novice monk who looked very innocent at first glance might not think too much like him.

He may just want to simply prove his innocence and let everyone know that he is not lying.

There is nothing wrong with this approach, but it is not a wise choice.

The reason is also very simple. Even if the police come here and find out the truth, it is still unknown whether they can find out the truth even if they call in a so-called famous detective.

If not, wouldn't it be like putting yourself on the fire?

As Lu Ren hypothesized, if the murderer is really Chuanjiu's senior brother and master.

In order to completely eliminate hidden dangers and prevent Chuanjiu from continuing to find people, they are likely to kill him again.

Murder is something that happens once and twice. Once you get past your inner bottom line, everything will follow naturally.

The person who will die then will be the young novice himself.

Compared to Hattori and Conan who were full of confidence and eager to go up the mountain, Lu Ren had already considered the possibility of failure in advance.

A general does not think about victory but thinks about defeat first, so he can fight a hundred battles without danger.

The same goes for solving crimes.

Not only to return the truth to the dead, but also to consider the safety of the living.

Although Lu Ren and the young novice monk could only meet by chance, they did not want a young life to pass away in such a meaningless way.

"Just call me Chuanjiu. I didn't tell Master. There is only one landline phone on the mountain, and there is no guarantee that anyone will answer when you call me. Plus, I don't have a mobile phone."

"Well. Then let me ask you again, are you sure you want to entrust us to go up the mountain to investigate?" Lu Ren stared at Chuanjiu and said seriously: "This question is very important. You should think about it before answering."

"That's right, think about it carefully. Don't worry." Maoli also echoed from the side.

Being sophisticated, he might not have thought as much as Lu Ren.

But one thing won't change.

Since the abbot has already concluded this matter. The top leader of an organization has already spoken out, but his subordinates still dare to raise objections.

Do you no longer want to hang out here?

After a while, the young novice replied loudly: "I have thought about it. I want to know the truth."

Well, it seems that this unlucky kid still doesn't realize the seriousness of the problem.

Lu Ren then asked: "Have you been a monk since you were a child, or have you..."

"I am an orphan and grew up in a temple."

Without even a relative to contact regularly, the murderer has even fewer worries about killing.

Lu Ren was still worried after all, "Well, since you haven't told Master about this, then don't tell him."

"Remember, from now on, we are just a group of tourists going up the mountain. You have never entrusted us with anything. We just met you by chance on the way up the mountain and wanted to visit the temple after listening to your introduction."

Anyway, this large group of them, with children in tow, did not look like uninvited guests who came to visit in search of the truth.

"Master said it's not good to lie."

"..." Lu Ren almost laughed angrily at this sentence, and his tone couldn't help but become a little more serious, "If you didn't lie about what happened three days ago, then your master must have told a lie. Since you If you entrust us to find out the truth, think it over clearly before talking about it!"

"Yes... I understand. Chuan Jiudu listens to you, the donor."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 457 Change of Thoughts

Perhaps Lu Ren suddenly increased his tone, which frightened the little novice monk but also made him a little aggrieved.

However, Lu Ren had no intention of understanding his emotions at this time. When Chuanjiu nodded in agreement, he continued to ask: "Does your master know Brother Maoli?"

The young monk thought for a while and slowly shook his head: "Maybe I don't know him. There is no TV on the mountain, and my impression is that the master has never been down the mountain."

That's fine, but just to be on the safe side, it's better to put on a disguise.

Lu Ren looked at Mouri Kogoro, "Brother, do you want to buy a hat?"

"no problem."

There happened to be many vendors nearby, so Mao Li quickly picked out a gray peaked cap and came back.

Lu Ren looked up and down, then handed him the marginal glasses, "Put these on again. These are flat glasses, without prescription."

"it is good."

After putting on the borderline glasses, Kogoro Mouri's sense of presence was instantly reduced a lot. Even if you see him, it's easy to subconsciously ignore him. Especially when a large group of them stand together.

"Do I need to put on a disguise?" Hattori pointed at himself.

"You're not wearing a baseball cap, just straighten the brim."

In Riku Ren's impression, whenever he saw Hattori, he would always wear a baseball cap backwards on his head.

"That's it. You don't need to wear glasses or anything? I'm a famous detective after all." Hattori seemed a little dissatisfied with Lu Ren's answer.

"No need." Lu Ren glanced at him, somewhat able to understand what he was thinking. It's nothing more than being inspired by a man's damn desire to win.

At this time, you should pour a basin of cold water on it in time to cool him down.

"This is Tokyo, not Osaka." In order to enhance his persuasion, Lu Ren pointed at Hattori and said to the young novice monk, "Do you know him?"

The latter identified it carefully and finally shook his head.

"Ok."

Hattori no longer insisted. He couldn't just ask a few passers-by at the Sakura Festival to prove his popularity.

And even if you do this, the results you get are likely to be unsatisfactory.

Seeing that Hattori calmed down, Lu Ren didn't say anything more and led everyone towards the parking lot. The little novice monk followed at the end of the team.

The parking lot is still some distance from the long street where the Cherry Blossom Festival is located, and it takes about ten minutes to walk there.

On the way to the parking lot, Hattori stopped worrying about fame for the time being and changed the topic.

He and Lu Ren walked side by side, glanced at the little novice monk at the end of the team out of the corner of his eye, and said in a low voice: "You are doing this to protect him, right?"

Even if he didn't react at first, after watching Lu Ren's series of operations, Hattori easily understood Lu Ren's intention.

The same is true for Conan.

"Whatever you think." Lu Ren couldn't deny it, neither denying it nor admitting it.

It's just that sometimes, not directly denying it, actually represents a certain degree of affirmation.

"Sure enough." Hattori seemed to already know the correct answer. He smiled slightly and then continued, "But concealing the identity like this will bring some difficulties to our investigation."

Lu Ren also knows this truth. It is very easy to have kind thoughts in your heart, but to actually implement them into action, it often requires a certain cost.

It's just that there is no need to explain this to Hattori. Lu Ren has an easier way to deal with people like him.

"Are you afraid?"

"???"

Looking at Hattori, who was almost on fire, Lu Ren looked back.

Get it done.

……

After the group got in the car and drove to the temple, Lu Ren asked the young novice some more questions.

Although he used provocative tactics against Hattori, the latter's fighting spirit soared. But the actual problem has not been solved and is still before us.

If possible, Lu Ren also tends to find some simpler methods.

"How many guest rooms are there in the temple? If possible, can you arrange us into the guest room where the accident occurred."

Once the door is closed at that time, it will not be difficult to investigate.

If that's not possible, you may have to sneak into the room where the crime occurred in the dark. This difficulty level is a bit high.

The young novice explained: "There is only one room. In fact, there are no real guest rooms in our temple, only a separate courtyard that no one usually lives in. If someone stays overnight, we will arrange him in that separate courtyard."

"There's only one room? Can it accommodate so many of us?"

"It's affordable. Although there is only one villa, it has four rooms, each separated by sliding doors."

"Okay. That's it. Remember what I told you, we are just a group of tourists going up the mountain to have fun."

"Uh-huh."

……

Half an hour later, the group drove to the mountain gate of Shengyue Temple.

After learning the purpose of Lu Ren's visit, the abbot was very happy. The old face, which was already full of wrinkles, got a few new wrinkles thanks to the smile.

To be fair, his smile didn't make him any more amiable, but made him look a bit ugly.

Especially when considering that the little old man in front of him is probably a murderer, the performances of the two young girls, Mao Lilan and Heye, seem even more stiff and unnatural.

Chuanjiu is no better.

Until now, Lu Ren has been talking to the abbot. The young monk said nothing from the beginning to the end. I don't know what he was thinking.

The abbot's name is Shi Lian, and he has been practicing in the temple since he was a child. He has been practicing in the temple for more than fifty years.

After a brief chat, Lu Ren brought the topic to staying overnight.

"Okay, no problem." The old monk looked at the young monk, "Pass it for a long time, pass it for a long time!"

"Ah? Master, I'm here."

"Go and bring some clean quilts for the donors. It's cold at night on the mountain."

"Well, okay." Chuanjiu nodded, said goodbye and left.

"Have any of the donors ever had dinner?"

"I've already eaten, so don't bother me, Master."

"Okay, I will take you to the guest room now."

On the way to the guest room, the old monk and the young monk introduced the mountain villa to the group. But compared to the little monk, he introduced it in more detail.

For example, this villa was built fifty years ago. The rooms are four square meters in total, and each room is one square meter.

Ping is an area unit, one ping is about 3.3 square meters.

And although it is said to be a separate courtyard, it is actually quite far away from the main temple. It takes about ten minutes to walk.

Lu Ren silently calculated in his heart that at such a long distance, the possibility of being discovered was very low, and killing people would become very easy.

After a while, several people came to the door of the other courtyard. The abbot opened the door and took off his shoes at the door. Lu Ren and his party did as they were told.