Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

Entering from the temple gate and walking across the stone road, you will see a group of people talking in the middle of a wide courtyard, including two monks.

"Mr. Mori!"

A young monk noticed Mao Li and quickly came up to shake his hand, introducing himself enthusiastically, "Thank you for coming all the way here. I am Long Yuan who contacted you, and this is the abbot of our temple, Yuan Hai..."

The old monk who followed over put his hands together and bowed.

"These three are the donors of our temple," the young monk Ryuen continued to introduce the other visitors. "Mr. Sakura Shozo is an antique art dealer. He runs an antique shop on Teramachi Street. The one next to him is Mr. Mizuo Harutaro, the young master of Noh theater Mizuo. The last one is Mr. Nishijo Taikawa, who runs a used bookstore."

The antique art dealer Sakura Masazo who was introduced was fat and wore glasses. The fat on his face revealed the smoothness of a businessman. He complimented Mao Li casually, but the two people next to him were neither flattering nor indifferent.

Young Master Mizuwariu was a young man with short to medium hair, wearing a kimono. He nodded slightly to Maori, with a bit of a young master's temperament. The second-hand bookstore owner named Nishijo Taiga looked like a nerd, wearing a pair of round glasses on his long and thin face, and looked the most amiable.

"Hello, please advise me."

"Haha," the old monk laughed, "Rather than calling me a donor, we are actually fellow swordsmen."

"You are all practicing kendo,"

Mao Li said with a tone of surprise and flattery, "No wonder the abbot is in such good health."

"Well, Mr. Maori," Long Yuan took the initiative to lead the way, "I will take you to see the situation."

……

After separating from Sakura Shozo and the others, Maori and his group followed Ryuen into the main hall: "What?! The main Buddha was stolen?!"

"Yes, it was eight years ago," Long Yuan opened the shrine, revealing the only two remaining Buddha statues. "The one on the left is the Sunlight Bodhisattva, and the one on the right is the Moonlight Bodhisattva. The Medicine Buddha that was originally placed in the middle was stolen... At first, I wanted to call the police immediately, but the abbot stopped me. He said that if I was destined, maybe one day I could meet the Medicine Buddha again..."

Chapter 101: First love occupies the most special place in every boy's heart

"He's really open-minded," Conan was almost powerless to complain, "But the public will be allowed to visit the day after tomorrow, right? To find the missing Buddha statue for eight years in these few days, it's too..."

Long Yuan led everyone to the side hall and handed a letter without a stamp to Mao Li: "In fact, just five days ago, I found a letter in the mailbox in the temple."

"There's no stamp on it, and no sender's name written on it. It's just a trick..."

Maori opened the envelope and took out two pieces of letter paper. On one piece of paper was written "As long as you solve the mystery of this painting, you will know where the Buddha statue is." The piece of paper below had some strange things drawn on it, and also came with the original photo of Medicine Buddha.

"What is this painting about?"

As Long Yuan poured the tea and went out, Mao Li frowned and put it in front of everyone without minding.

"Conan, what do you think?"

"Please, uncle, even if I'm good at cracking codes, I can't do it this fast..."

Conan rolled his eyes and looked at the drawing paper seriously.

The overall view looks like the steps of a doll stand for the Girls' Festival. The top five layers are painted with red cicadas, green Tengu and red goldfish, while the fourth layer is painted with yellow chickens and yellow loaches, with an ink dot next to it.

Below that is between the second and third layers, painted with violets, green Tengu and purple Mount Fuji, with an acorn outside.

It is very likely that the person who stole the Buddha statue from Sannoji Temple was the same Genji Hotaru, but why did he send such a letter now, 8 years later?

Conan grumbled in his heart.

I wonder if it has anything to do with the recent murders...

After Yuanzi got closer to observe, he said with disgust: "The loach is painted yellow, it's disgusting to look at..."

"It's so hard to understand,"

Xiaolan asked worriedly, "Dad, can you really find the Buddha statue before the day after tomorrow?"

"Even if you ask me that, I can't give you an accurate answer."

Mao Li said as he looked at the picture and thought carefully about the code, "But don't worry, I will do my best as always."

"To be honest, I'm a little confused,"

Ai looked outside the meditation room and said, "Why would the monk from Sannoji Temple come all the way to ask you to come here? In Kyoto, the high school detective Hattori Heiji should be quite famous, right? High school detectives like him never charge commissions..."

"Well, maybe it's safer to ask me for help."

Mao Li didn't think much about it and shrugged, "After all, I am a professional detective and a special consultant to the Metropolitan Police Department. There is a big difference between me and a high school detective."

"makes sense……"

Xiao Ai nodded slightly.

"Speaking of Hattori," Xiaolan suddenly remembered, "I talked to Kazuha on the phone before coming here. She said she could take us to Kyoto tomorrow..."

Conan raised his head and asked, "Will Hattori-nii come too?"

"Well, she has something else to do in the persuasion department, so she may not come."

"It's better that Hattori doesn't come, so as to avoid any unexpected incidents."

Maori stared at the drawing paper and waved his hand, "You guys go out for a walk tomorrow, and leave the investigation to me and Conan."

"Mmmmmmm!"

Conan nodded hurriedly.

……

In a Japanese restaurant in Kyoto, Maori and Conan were sitting together in the aisle. On the other side, Xiaolan and a few other girls were chatting excitedly and didn't notice the two of them who were grabbing their hair and thinking hard.

"How could this be? Neither the remains of Yoshitsune nor the remains of Benkei have anything to do with this picture..."

Conan stared at the drawing paper, confused and surprised.

Maori supported his chin and looked at Xiaolan and the others. The three girls always had endless things to say. Only Xiaoai sat quietly beside them, holding the teacup and slowly drinking a sip of hot tea while looking at him.

We were clearly here for an investigation, but He Ye and a few other girls who acted as our tour guide were slow to act and kept taking photos at every location.

"Magazine interview report?" Xiaolan suddenly exclaimed, bringing Maori back to his senses.

"Yes, it was a very popular intelligence magazine in Kansai. The reporter asked about Heiji's first love in it," Kazuha said, looking a little disappointed, taking out a magazine from his bag, "He said it was a girl who was slightly older than him that he met in the third grade of elementary school. He also took out a keepsake that he said was related to her, and specially asked the reporter to take a photo!"

"What is this?" Xiaolan looked at the photo in the magazine and found that Hattori was holding a bead in his hand.

"A crystal bead, probably given to him by that girl..."

"Hattori's first love?" Maori leaned over, "Isn't his first love you, Kazuha?"

"Eh? No, that's not it."

Kazuha blushed and shook her head repeatedly, "How could it be me... Heiji seems to have seen her once when he was a child, and after that he would look for that girl every time he came to Kyoto, but he could never find her."

"So he asked the reporter to take a picture of the crystal beads, hoping that the girl would come back to him after seeing the report? This guy is really good at this..."

Maori and Conan looked at each other, then started flipping through the magazine.

"Brother Hattori said he had something to do. Could it be that he was looking for his first love?"

Conan asked doubtfully.

"Well, maybe..."

He Ye felt a little disappointed, but soon he pretended to be full of energy and raised his hand to shout to the inner room: "Madam boss, five bowls of red bean soup, please send it up quickly!"

"Red bean soup, I still..."

"Eh? Isn't this Mr. Maori?"

Sakura Masazo, an antique art dealer sitting next to him, stood up in surprise when he heard the uncle's voice and said, "What a coincidence! I was just wondering if I didn't see you when I went to Sannoji Temple today..."

"It's Mr. Sakura,"

Mao Li nodded as a greeting, and then he added, "I just happened to be doing some work nearby, so I came here with my daughter and her friends to have a bite to eat."

"No matter what it is, it must be easy with Mr. Maori's help, right?"

"Where, where..."

"By the way, do you want to go for a few drinks later?" Ying Zhengzo invited, "Long Yuan and the others will be gathering here soon."

"sure,"

Mao Li readily responded, "I've heard that Kyoto's sake has a unique flavor."

Then Maori looked at Xiaolan and the others who were still chatting and said, "Xiaolan, I'm going to have a drink with Mr. Sakura and the others and then talk about some things. After you finish shopping, go back to Sannoji Temple as soon as possible."

"Don't drink too much, Dad..."

Nowadays, Xiaolan no longer expresses silence or displeasure about Maori drinking, but she still reminds him as necessary.

Of course, Mori wasn't there just to drink - with Sakura Masao was the young master of Noh theater Mizuo Ryu, and the owner of an antique bookstore, Nishijo Taiga.

Putting aside the search for the Buddha statue, he also came to Kyoto to investigate the serial murders, especially to find the guy who used archery and kendo to kill people - considering this, it is necessary to get in touch with the local people who learn kendo.

……

At night, Pontocho.

Like Kabukicho, Pontocho, located on the banks of the Kamogawa River, is lined with teahouses and taverns. It is particularly lively at night, especially during the cherry blossom season, when it is unique to sit in a teahouse and enjoy the cherry blossoms across the river.

As the geisha's unique accent drifted away, Maori leaned silently against the fence of the small building and looked outside.

There is a small river under the teahouse, and across the embankment is the wide Kamogawa. From afar, you can see the night cherry blossoms in full bloom on the opposite bank, which are quite dreamy under the reflection of city lights. Pedestrians walk along the Kamogawa in twos and threes, attracted by the beautiful scenery, and many couples sit by the Kamogawa leaning against each other to enjoy the cherry blossoms.

It has quite a flavor...

Just as Maori was sighing like this, Xiaolan and Sonoko came in and said, "Dad, we're here to play too!" "It's you, Miss Xiaolan,"

Long Yuan greeted them warmly, "Please take a seat, it's a good time to have so many people."

"Then excuse me."

Following everyone's greetings, Hattori followed curiously into the tea room. After sitting down at the dining table with Conan, he looked at the dancer who had just performed for Mori and others in surprise: "You are not from Miyagawa town..."

"Yes," the dancer smiled, "My name is Chika Ling, thank you very much for your help last time."

Ai looked at everyone, put her hands behind her back and walked to Maori, saying with a smile: "With such a beautiful geisha by your side, you probably forgot about asking for information, right, uncle?"

"Come on, who do you think I am?"

Maori rolled his eyes, "I'm not some old pervert..."

"You can see the river outside!" Yuanzi came over and took a look and was immediately attracted by the night view outside. "The cherry blossoms are so beautiful!"

"That's the Kamo River..."

Maori looked down and unexpectedly saw the same police officer Ayanokouji standing on the river bank and looking over here, but after being noticed by him, he turned around and left indifferently, as if he didn't know him.

Why is this guy here?

Maori frowned.

"I'm so sorry," Sakura Masao suddenly asked the teahouse maid, "I haven't been getting enough sleep recently. Can I go to the room downstairs to rest for a while?"

"If you want to rest, there are no other guests tonight, so you can go to the next room..."

"No, no, I'm more used to sleeping downstairs. Please wake me up at 9 o'clock..."

Sakura Masao checked the time on his watch and said to everyone, "Have fun, everyone."

Mizuo didn't care about Sakura Shozo's departure. He just turned to the girls and said, "You can go to the terrace below to enjoy the beautiful view of the cherry blossoms at night. The weather bureau said that the clouds will disperse tonight and we can see a beautiful moon view."

"Really?" He Ye said happily, "Let's go down!"

Mao Li looked down. The terrace was right above the river below. It was a terrace on the water. "Forget it. I can just watch from here."

Hattori followed, "I'll stay too."

"Why?" Kazuha asked suspiciously, "Heiji, are you interested in that dancer?"

Hattori was full of black lines: "Please, don't say anything that doesn't happen, okay?"

"Humph!"

Kazuha and the other girls went to the terrace downstairs on their own, and the tea room became lively again. Only Maori, Hattori and Conan were quietly leaning against the railing.

Now, several people are preoccupied with the case of Hotaru Genji.

Maori roughly told them a piece of information that he was more concerned about, that is, Saijo Taiga. Unexpectedly, he was actually interested in ancient swordsmanship, which is the real swordsmanship used to kill the enemy.

"Uncle, you don't suspect that he is the murderer, do you?"