Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

"Please, how can I sleep like this?" Maori covered his ears in pain and looked at Conan who sat up and yawned.

"Used to it……"

Conan rubbed his eyes and climbed out of bed.

"I'm going to buy a bottle of water, uncle, do you have any change?"

"Take it."

Maori took out 100 yuan from his pocket and threw it to Conan, then pulled the quilt over his head.

"Don't bother me..."

"Oh."

Conan walked out of the bedroom and bought a bottle of coffee from the vending machine when he suddenly heard voices coming from the hotel lobby.

Ushigoro Tsuyoshi and the lowered-headed Yagisawa Takumi sat face to face on the sofa: "Have some backbone, Yagisawa! Who can you blame for the mess your shop has become? Anyway, you must collect the money and return it to me next week! Otherwise, I will have no choice but to take over your bakery..."

"Yes... I understand." Yagisawa Takumi bowed with his fingers clenched, his expression gloomy.

On the other side of the corridor, Shiina Ryosuke looked at Niu and Yagisawa who were still talking in the hall, frowned, snorted, then went back to the room and closed the door.

……

The next day, Yaegaki Shrine.

Maori sat on the stone beside the steps, frowning as he looked at Conan and Dr. Agasa by the Mingjing Pond.

I really don't know why he actually followed me here. This is clearly a place to seek marriage.

It is called Mingjing Pond, but it is actually just a small fenced pond. It is not very clear, with fallen leaves floating on the water surface, and there is a small shrine opposite.

"If the paper can sink within 15 minutes, the relationship will have a result, and the faster it sinks, the closer the person is..."

Chapter 168 The Provocation of the Real Murderer

In the Hukou Park, Niu Gangsan was lying on a path in a bamboo forest. The scene has been controlled by the police.

Maori and Conan walked into the scene together.

It was indeed Ushio Tsuyoshi, with a painful expression on his face. The fatal wound on the back of his head was caused by a blunt object. His watch seemed to be broken because of his resistance, and the time stopped at 10:05.

As expected, something happened. The murderer committed the crime even though he knew there was a famous detective around. Was he so confident?

"It looks like he was beaten to death," Maori said after looking at him for a while, "and it seems that he was killed by a blunt object, hitting the back of the head..."

"Hmm," the detective nodded, and looked at Mao Li who suddenly realized, "Huh? You are not the one..."

"I am Maori Kogoro," Maori said in a deep voice, "I think when Mr. Niu was attacked, he must have used his left hand to block it, so the watch was broken..."

Conan was examining the corpse thoughtfully. Niu stretched out his right index finger as if he wanted to point at something, and there was blood on the fingertip, which looked like it had touched something again.

There was another black notebook next to the body. Conan picked it up with a handkerchief and opened it to see that there were a lot of notes. Several pages with yesterday's date were stock information. There was also a page in the middle that was torn off manually, and the last page seemed to be a poem written in Matsue Castle.

"The autumn weather is high and refreshing, just like my life without any wind or frost..." Xiaolan followed and recited, "Is this the sentence Mr. Niu made up today?"

……

At the Matsue Police Station in Shimane Prefecture, members of the Rengakai were gathered in a conference room for investigation. Mori and Conan walked to the side aisle together and contacted Tomoya Nagase, who had met Ushikawa yesterday.

"Yes, I want to ask you something about Mr. Niu Li... In addition to recording stock information in his notebook, did Mr. Niu Li write anything else yesterday?"

"Well," said Arinaga, stunned, "We talked about haiku yesterday, and I made up a line. Mr. Ushio was very happy to hear it, and he immediately wrote it down in his notebook. I remember it was, 'One day, father and daughter will be able to visit Hana no Temple together'..."

"Thanks."

Maori put away his phone, turned to Conan and said, "Let's split up from now on. I'll be in charge of the Garden Art Museum and Gekkoji Temple, and Shiomi Nawate and the Prefectural Art Museum will be left to you."

"it is good."

Tiffany Garden Art Gallery.

After getting off the bus, Mao Li went to the place where Shiina Ryosuke had made sentences in the morning.

According to Shiina Ryosuke, he was inspired to write the poem "The gods of heaven and earth gather here, just for the Deer Window" after seeing a painting called "Deer Window" in the art museum.

But the most important thing is Shiina Ryosuke's alibi. After all, in terms of time, one morning is enough time to kill someone and come back here...

"This gentleman," the staff member nodded after seeing the photo provided by Mao Li, "I still have some impression of him because he stood in front of the fountain in the English garden for a long time, talking to himself as if he was writing a haiku."

"Do you remember the time?"

"It seems to be around 11 o'clock."

"11 O'Clock?"

Maori walked to the fountain the staff had mentioned and frowned. He noticed three round holes in the soil of the flowerbed and bushes next to it, arranged in a regular triangle shape and looking very inconspicuous.

The crime was committed at around 10 o'clock. Even though the Teien Art Museum was the farthest from Matsue Castle, there was still enough time to go back and forth. Shiina Ryosuke did not have a sufficient alibi.

What is more suspicious is why Shiina Ryosuke went to the fountain outside to write poetry after reading "The Deer Window", and these three strange round holes look like traces of a fixed tripod...

Shiomi Nawate, the samurai house, the student-like Kawaguchi Mizuki said that he stayed in the lounge from 10 to 11 o'clock, and wrote a poem in the lounge: "The sun is bright and the wind is gentle, and the red maple leaves are in full bloom."

Conan hurried into the courtyard and found the only maple tree, but discovered that there was another tree separating it from the lounge.

"You can't see the maple tree from the lounge..."

At Matsue Police Station, Maori reunites with Conan again.

"Does that mean Miss Kawaguchi is lying?"

"Yes," Conan nodded, "As for the Prefectural Art Museum, no one remembers Teacher Reiko."

"I went to Gekshō-ji Temple and asked the abbot. At around 11 o'clock today, the abbot saw Mr. Yagisawa thinking about something in front of the stone turtle," Maori pondered, "Mr. Shiina was also seen by the staff at around 11 o'clock..."

"What? You still want to continue holding the sentence-linking competition?" Dr. Agasa's exclamation suddenly came from the conference room.

"Yes," Shiina Ryosuke explained, "The police still have to continue investigating, and we also want to take this opportunity to pay tribute to Mr. Ushikawa... By the way, Mr. Mori, do you want to join us?"

"I?"

Mao Li waved his hands quickly and said, "I'll just forget it, but..."

Maori picked up Conan like a chicken and said, "Let this kid take my place."

"Ah?" Ando Reiko and the others wiped their sweat, "But..."

"Don't worry," Maori said with a smile, "This kid is very capable. He can even fly a plane."

Conan glared at Maori with a sour face.

"It's just a side job anyway," Maori walked to the corner and patted Conan on the shoulder, whispering, "You also want to catch the murderer at the Lian Ju Contest, right?"

"Well," Conan said angrily, "remember, uncle, you owe me a favor."

"Then you still owe me I don't know how many meals!"

Mao Li shook his head and suddenly felt a gaze from behind him. He turned around abruptly and looked at the people from the Lian Ju meeting who were walking out of the meeting room one after another.

"What's wrong?" Conan walked over and looked at the group of people, "Do you know who the murderer is?"

"If it's just a guess, I do have a candidate."

Maori quietly looked at the backs of everyone in the Lian Ju Hui.

"The method is not sophisticated, it's just that the key evidence is missing..."

"Really?" Conan raised his lips, "It seems that you and I think the same thing, uncle. He must be the murderer."

……

At the Tamazukuri Shirasa Hotel, when Maori and the Songjiang police arrived, a red carpet had been laid on the open space in the middle of the courtyard lawn. Everyone in the Lian Ju meeting sat around it, and there was a small pool surrounded by stones next to it, which looked quite elegant.

Conan listened to Ando Reiko's explanation of the rules of linked sentences with a worried look on his face. He seemed to have regretted agreeing to Mori...

"We're going to use a 14-sentence system this time," said Reiko Ando, ​​"because we have a beginner like Conan, so to make it easier for him to join, we're going to use the word ending system. As long as we follow a few basic rules, you can play around with the rest...

"First, we start with the five-seven-five opening sentence, and then alternate between the seven-seven and five-seven-five sentences. Pay special attention to the words used at the end of the first two sentences. The following sentences can include different descriptions such as spring, summer, autumn, and winter. There must be a sentence praising the moon, two to three sentences to express emotions, and the 13th sentence must be about appreciating flowers. The last sentence must end perfectly with Wing Chun."

"Gudong."

Conan swallowed hard. Although he was indeed smart, this kind of pure literature was much more difficult for a novice like him than solving a case.

He couldn't help but look at Mao Li who was talking to the police on the other side.

"Still haven't found the murder weapon?" Mao Li and Detective Songjiang stood together at the edge of the courtyard. "What about the witnesses? Didn't anyone in Songjiang see them?"

"Our police have already questioned them carefully," said Officer An Lai of the Songjiang Criminal Police, frowning. "There were no people at the scene of the incident, and the bus driver had no impression of them either."

"That's it..."

Maori turned around and looked at the people in the middle of the courtyard.

The key is to find out why Kawaguchi Mizuki lied...

"Although everyone's sentences are good," Ando Reiko wrote in her lianju book, "but today, for Mr. Ushio, I'll use his poem 'The autumn is high and the air is refreshing, just like my life without any wind or frost' as the opening sentence... Who will write the next sentence?"

Xiaolan asked in confusion: "What is a saki-sentence?"

"That's what the second sentence means. It has to be in the same season as the first aria..."

"Let me do it."

Shiina Ryosuke raised his hand, looked at the poem he had written on a long notepad, and read: "The trees are lush and quiet, and the falling fruits are clanging... How about this one?"

"This sentence really has the effect of connecting the previous and the next," Ando Reiko commented and recorded it in the sentence book, "Now let Yagisawa continue..."

"Ok."

Yagisawa picked up the notepad, thought for a moment and began to write: "The third sentence I wrote is 'The moon is bright and the wind is high, and the vampires are unbridled'..."

"Ah?" Conan was dumbfounded, "Is it possible to write poetry like this?"

Ando Reiko smiled and said, "Yes, the more unexpected the third sentence is, the better the effect will be. The vampire theme is very unique..."

Conan was speechless and began to think about specific sentences.

Mao Li thought about the case. It was true that the murderer must have torn off a page of the victim Ushio's notebook, and it seemed that it was because of the poem that Ushio was planning to use today.

If the murderer is someone from the Lian Ju Hui, there is a high possibility that they will be used. The key lies in whether Conan can trick them out in this Lian Ju Hui.

But until now, no one knows what Ushiro meant by the index finger he extended. Of course, he couldn't be pointing at the bamboo forest. It would make sense if he was pointing in the direction of the samurai house where Kawaguchi Mizuki was located, and Kawaguchi Mizuki just happened to be lying.

In addition, the blood-stained fingertips seemed to have touched something...

and many more.

Maori looked at the people who responded again, and his gaze stopped on Shiina Ryosuke.

If the deceased was not pointing at anything but simply raised a finger, the possibility would be greater. After all, messages pointing in directions are really nonsensical and not intuitive enough.

Since Mr. Niu Lu is good at Lian Ju, maybe it has something to do with Lian Ju.

Mao Li walked with his hands folded behind Ando Reiko, who was presiding over the sentence competition, and leaned over to look at the sentences that everyone was saying.

"How about it?" Ando Reiko said with a smile, "Is Detective Mori interested in trying it too?"

"Well, maybe next time."

Maori looked at the books placed next to him. In addition to an introduction to sentence chaining, there was also a thick book that looked like a dictionary.

"Teacher Reiko, what book is this?"

"Well, this is a dictionary of nouns, it's specially used when making connected sentences..."

"Is it the material used in the run-on sentence?"

Maori quickly flipped through the dictionary, and when he came to the category of clothing, shoes and hats, he suddenly paused, his eyes stopped on a page introducing hiking shoes.

Come to think of it, Shiina Ryosuke was also wearing a pair of hiking shoes, but they didn't seem to have anything to do with the case...

"Ok?"

Maori once again scanned the sentences written by Ando Reiko, and all the sentences written by Shiina Ryosuke were clear at a glance, the seventh word of the seventh sentence, the ninth word of the ninth sentence, the eleventh word of the eleventh sentence...

When read together, it is full of provocation, and it directly points out in the sentence that "I am the murderer."

Maori closed his eyes, and all the sentences on the list flashed through his mind.

The Garden Art Museum, Geshoji Temple... the scene of the Matsue Castle incident, and the words of the people in the Renjukai are all gathered together...

There were still not enough clues, the police were too inefficient, and they found nothing.