Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

"I know who you are now," Maori looked directly at the masked man, "The reason why you chose to gather in the teahouse in Pontocho instead of Miyagawacho or other places is because only that teahouse has a river behind it... I think you probably told Mr. Sakura that the Buddha statue was hidden in the basement warehouse of the teahouse, and then killed Mr. Sakura when he went to the toilet, and then put the murder knife and the positioning device in a bottle and threw it into the river outside..."

The masked man remained silent and allowed Maori to analyze the situation. The old man's mask was dyed red by the firelight, and it was impossible to tell what expression was underneath.

"Afterwards, the murder weapon was tracked through the positioning device," Maori continued, "after you recovered the bottle, you ambushed Hattori on his way back to Osaka, trying to kill him with the same short knife. Although the plan failed, you still left the short knife behind... The purpose should be to make people mistakenly believe that the murderer was someone who escaped from the teahouse with the knife yesterday, so as to exonerate yourself...

"Am I right? Benkei, Mr. Nishijo Taiga?"

"Hmph!" The masked man sneered and pulled off his turban, then took off the mask to reveal a sharp and cold face, which looked nothing like the nerd he used to be.

"You are indeed the famous Japanese detective, Maori Kogoro. How did you suspect me?"

"I started to suspect it from the teahouse, but I wasn't sure it was you. Then I heard from Hattori that the murderer's swordsmanship was something I had never seen before, and... when you were kneeling, your right foot would be dragged back a distance before you sat down. There's a term for this called half-foot dragging. People who are skilled in archery are of course used to sitting like this, plus the ancient swordsmanship just now..."

"It seems that I said something I shouldn't have said."

Saijo snorted coldly, "I practiced swordplay with Ryuen and the others in the same kendo field. Because of this, one day I learned that there was an ancient school called Yoshitsune-ryu in Kyoto. Later, I began to study Yoshitsune-ryu myself, and two years ago I quit the kendo field and began to call myself the successor of Yoshitsune-ryu... Compared to Benkei, I like Yoshitsune more, and I have always wanted to be Yoshitsune!"

Saijo looked horrible.

"But Yoshitsune's title was taken away by the leader, so I can only be given the title of Benkei!"

"Did you kill the leader?" Maori lightly pinched the recorder in his pocket.

"Of course not!" Saijo shouted, "The chief used to be the abbot of Gyokuryuji Temple. After the temple was abolished, the chief also managed it. I originally wanted to make this the dojo of Yoshitsune Ryu, but I didn't expect the chief to pass away three months ago. This temple will also be demolished, so I can't use this place as a dojo!!"

"So that's why you want to keep the Buddha statue for yourself?"

"Yes, I have found a buyer... But I am not doing this for personal gain, because as long as I sell the statue, I can build a Yoshitsune-ryu dojo in Kyoto!"

Saijo raised the blade of the sword.

"Hand over the crystal bead!"

"Is there any need for such a Yoshitsune-ryu dojo to exist?"

Mao Li moved away and pushed Kazuha behind him: "Hattori, take Kazuha away!"

"Ah?!" Kazuha screamed and was hugged by a ghost-faced samurai. Before she could react what was happening, she saw the samurai pull off his mask to reveal Hattori's familiar black charcoal face.

“Uncle!” Hattori led Kazuha out of the battle circle, repelled the samurai who rushed over, and turned back to look at Mori who was blocking many ghost-faced samurai, “Asshole, this is not what we agreed on at the beginning!”

"You go first, I'll be right back!"

Mao used his black umbrella to block several swords and kicked away the approaching ghost-faced samurai, blocking everyone in the temple. After Hattori and the other two ran into the woods, he raised the black umbrella and swiftly passed through several samurai, and rushed towards Saijo as several figures fell to the ground with screams.

As the night wind blows, the cherry blossoms in the temple flutter in the wind, and the night cherry blossoms reflect the charming cherry-red moonlight.

Maori raised his head slightly, and the black umbrella collided with Saijo's sword again.

"Boom!"

"What kind of umbrella is this?!" After receiving two moves, Saijo withdrew from the battle circle with a numbness in his palms. He looked at Maori who was being chopped down by his disciples with a look of horror on his face.

There is actually an umbrella that can resist the sharpness of the demon sword Muramasa, as if it completely ignores the impact of the blade.

Maori chopped down another ghost-faced warrior and stood in front of Saijo. At the same time, he felt a sense of danger. A row of archers appeared on the temple wall and locked their bows in the firelight.

"stop!"

Saijo gritted his teeth and called out to his disciples, staring at Maori with his sunken eyes, "What kind of swordsmanship is this? I've never seen it before!"

"Of course you haven't seen it, because I didn't use any sword skills! It's just that my reaction speed and strength far exceed yours!"

"But if you must say it, I am the inheritor of Ashina swordsmanship, Maori Kogoro!"

Chapter 104: The story of a loving father and a filial son is too common in the Conan world

After Maori finished speaking, he pretended to be cool by making an "umbrella flower". The archers around him still did not withdraw, and the ghost-faced warriors who fell to the ground beside him also supported each other and retreated behind Saijo. At the same time, more warriors rushed out from inside and outside the temple.

It must be said that Saijo's Yoshitsune school has many fans, no wonder he is unwilling to lose the dojo...

"Master..."

The ghost-faced warriors all drew their swords and looked at Maori warily.

"Shut up! I told you not to interfere!"

Saijo shouted harshly, looked at Maori with a stern brow, and pulled out another shorter knife from his waist.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? I've never heard of it! I'll let you see how powerful my ancient swordsmanship is!"

Said Xijo snorted and laughed, his expression sinister, "However, out of kindness, I will remind you that this knife is not an ordinary knife. It is coated with a highly toxic poison that will take effect immediately. If you are scratched by it, you will die immediately!"

"..."

Maori looked at the reflective blade of the knife with a serious expression.

"Of course, even if it wasn't poisonous you would still be dead!"

Nishijo cracked a smile, holding two swords and rushing towards Mori with all his strength and murderous intent.

"It's your fault for meddling in other people's business!"

"call."

Maori exclaimed softly and moved his steps to lower his center of gravity.

His fingers clenched the umbrella handle again, and the moment Saijo got close, the black umbrella seemed to turn into an arc of light, which knocked away the two swords with one blow and then slashed horizontally, hitting Saijo's waist and abdomen heavily.

"boom!"

Nishijo bent up like a shrimp, his whole face turned pale, he looked down at Mori with bulging eyes, he couldn't even hold the katana in his hand, he fell weakly in front of many disciples: "How is it possible..."

"Master...Master was defeated by him!"

The ghost-faced warriors looked at Maori in horror, and after meeting Maori's gaze, they took several steps back in uncertainty.

Maori waved his umbrella to deflect several arrows. He ignored the warriors who were hesitating around him, put away his black umbrella and looked at Saijo who was coughing in the middle.

"Ancient...ancient swordsmanship..."

Xijo's face turned pale, and he looked around in despair, "My dojo..."

"I don't know whether the dojo is important or not, but I am sure that you are not qualified to hold the title of either Yoshitsune or Benkei."

Maori looked over the crowd at the Buddhist temple. The surrounding warriors retreated again and again, and even the archers' arms began to tremble.

"uncle!"

Hattori, Conan and a group of policemen rushed back to Gyokuryuji Temple. They were shocked to see the situation at the scene and were about to help to rescue the people, but the ghost-faced warriors shouted, dropped their swords and fled.

"What's going on?" Hattori was stunned, and followed Xiaolan and the police to chase the criminal with confusion.

"Catch them all!"

Ayanokouji ordered his men to arrest the many samurai who had escaped, wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked at Mori who was in deep thought.

"You promised to contact me if you have any clues? This guy..."

"what happened?"

Hattori walked over to Mori and found that Mori was in a daze. "I've seen the condition of Saijo, he's really amazing, uncle. He didn't know swordsmanship but he still beat him so badly..."

Maori did not respond. He pointed at the structure of the Yulong Temple and said, "Before coming here, I had already asked about the origin of the name of Yulong Temple. Look, the treasure map not only hints that the Buddha statue is hidden in Yulong Temple, but also points out where the Buddha statue is in Yulong Temple..."

"Could it be that?"

Hattori looked at the arrangement of the houses in amazement, "The shape of this temple itself is a Chinese character '玉'!"

Seeing the bell tower with a Jade character in the front yard, Hattori's face tightened. Without saying anything more, he hurriedly returned to the ground from the cherry tree next to him and ran towards the bell tower.

"Strange, no..."

When Maori followed him into the bell tower, Hattori was still searching inside, but the bell tower was empty, with no secret compartments, and only a large bell hanging...

"I think it should be on the attic roof," Conan suddenly popped up and analyzed with a smile, "Add a treasure cover to the word jade, and it becomes the word treasure. The treasure cover refers to the roof."

"Really?" Hattori climbed up the ladder to the roof, "Kudo, you are reliable at times like this..."

"Please, what are you talking about?" Conan said unhappily, "Take it down and send it back to Sannoji Temple. We will be worshipping it tomorrow."

"You don't have to tell me. Of course I will send it back."

……

The next day, Hattori secretly returned the Buddha statue and the crystal beads to Sannoji Temple intact, but he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed to see the crystal beads, which he had kept for many years, gone just like that.

"In the end, I lost the only clue. I'm afraid I will never see that girl again..."

At Kyoto Station, Hattori still looked sentimental as he saw him off.

Maori smiled gently: "What girl would sneak into Sannoji Temple like you? I heard from that kid Conan that the lyrics sung by that girl are a little different from those in Kyoto, right? This morning, He Ye told me that eight years ago, when she went to visit relatives in Kyoto with you, she went to Sannoji Temple to look for you. When she didn't see you, she patted the ball a few times under the cherry tree and left..."

Hattori's eyes widened and he began to stutter, "Really?! This means that the girl under the cherry tree is..."

"What are you talking about?" Kazuha walked over with Ran Sonoko curiously, "Heiji, have you found the girl you loved for the first time? Who is she? Is she the dancer?"

"I'm not telling you, idiot."

"Stingy! What's the matter with you telling me?"

"Want to know? Let's wait a thousand years..." Hattori secretly glanced at Kazuha, "Did we go to Kyoto together when we were in third grade?"

"Ah? Don't you remember? At that time, my relatives helped me put on a kimono, tied my hair into a bun, and put on some makeup for me..." He Ye said unhappily, "By the way, when I was still getting ready, you got impatient and said you wanted to go to Sannoji Temple to play. I even went to Sannoji Temple to look for you later!"

"Have it?"

"Of course there is!"

When Maori saw Hattori looking happy, he walked away with a smile on his face and looked at the row of cherry trees outside the station.

Youth is so great!

……

Weekend, Izu.

Maori looked silently at the deserted beach.

Under the bright sunshine, the beach, coconut trees, sparkling sea...the beach with a bit of Hawaiian style is indeed very nice, but it is completely different from what he imagined.

There were no groups of beautiful women. Besides him, there were only Sonoko, Xiaolan, and Ai, who was wearing a children's swimsuit.

"It's actually a private beach, it's really..."

"Hey," Sonoko was wearing a swimsuit, her full chest was covered by a light green bra, and she looked like a coconut, her youthful body was standing in the sea, "If you want to have a good vacation in the summer, you have to go to the beach, but unfortunately there are not many men."

"There's nothing we can do. This is the private beach of your villa." Xiaolan, wearing a bikini, stood aside and looked around the wide, deserted beach.

Sonoko looked back at the pretty Xiaolan and teased, "Women who have a partner are so lucky. I think you bought this swimsuit just for Shinichi, right?"

Xiaolan blushed: "No, no!"

Maori's ears twitched, and he looked at the two of them quietly, and decided not to take Conan out to play for the time being.

"Well, I'm going to take this opportunity to get a tan," Sonoko decided, "I won't lag behind when it comes to men!"

"Isn't it good like this now? I think whiter skin is good."

Mao Li, who has normal aesthetic taste, said so.

"is it?"

Yuanzi looked at her fair arms and suddenly suggested, "How about we go to the villa and have a glass of juice?"

Xiaolan asked curiously, "Aren't you going to sunbathe?"

Yuanzi waved her hand: "You can dry it anytime!"

"Yuanzi!" A dark-skinned young man appeared on the beach, raised his hand and shouted to Yuanzi.

"Brother Xiong San?" Yuanzi saw the young man and happily led everyone to greet him, "Are you here to look for my sister? She has been waiting for you!"

"Ahaha," the young man said a little embarrassedly, "Actually, the main reason I came here today was to introduce my father and two brothers to her."

"Who is this……"

"He is Tozawa Yuzo, the third son of Tozawa Tetsuji, the chairman of the Tozawa Group," Sonoko introduced. "In fact, our Suzuki Group has always had a good relationship with the Tozawa Group. We even bought villas together."

"Is that there?"

Only then did Maori notice that there was another villa next to the Suzuki family's villa.

At the Suzuki family villa, when everyone came back from the beach, Tetsuji Tozawa was already there, happily chatting with his future daughter-in-law Ayako.

"Dad, why are you here?" Tomizawa Yuzo asked in surprise, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me at the villa?"