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At seven or eight o'clock, the sun penetrated the window and shone into the room, Conan opened his eyes with difficulty, pressing against the spots on his face.

He looked at Kogoro Mori who was still hanging on the bed with a quilt, turned his face again, and looked at Ran Mori who was combing his hair next to him. The scene was peaceful and beautiful... but he always felt that he had forgotten something big.

When he sat up while yawning and accidentally saw the red leaves in another corner of the room, Conan was stunned and his memory revived like a tide.

The unpleasant memories made him jump up: "Where is the person wearing a mask!?"

Ran Maori was startled by his actions: "It's so rude, you can't call someone else like that!"

Hongye didn't mind Shiraishi. She looked at the quilt next to her and pressed the mouth of the quilt: "He got up early and went for a walk."

Then he turned to look at Conan: "What's wrong?"

"...Nothing." Conan instinctively panicked when he saw her, feeling like an innocent prey being targeted.

Fortunately, this simultaneous encounter did not last long.

The door of the room was quickly opened, and Xiu Nian, with two huge dark circles on her eyes, told them that the breakfast was ready.

Kogoro Maori was also woken up by Ran Maori, and the three of them got up and went out.

When the door closed again, Hongye looked around, then turned around and lifted the quilt next to it, looking inward, facing two resentful cat eyes glowing green.

"It has nothing to do with me."

Hongye calmly whispers:

"Although you won't consume the time of the mask next to me, it will actually consume energy. To prevent waste, after your consciousness is interrupted for more than ten minutes, the system will automatically adjust the form of the mask without exposing the abnormality."

"..." Without the gaze of idle people, the quilt quickly expanded.

The human-shaped mask lifted up and said thousands of words and didn't know how to express it. In the end, he had to summon the light screen and silently put the items in the backpack into the shape of a middle finger.

...

In the corridor, when I recalled last night, Conan always felt that there was a conspiracy.

But judging from the calm appearance of Ran Maori and Kogoro Mori, the two obviously didn't know that he slipped out in the middle of the night, and was very unscrupulous and slapped in the face of others → was put back in place.

This made Conan start to wonder whether everything he saw yesterday was really happening or was he dreaming?

If it really happens, it will definitely leave traces - even a mute who is good at keeping quiet cannot make any noise.

Thinking of this, Conan asked Ran Maori who was pulling him next to him: "Sister Xiaolan, have you heard any abnormal noise last night?"

"That..." Ran Maori thought he was referring to Kogoro Mori's cry.

She scratched her face and sold her father embarrassedly: "I went to the bathroom at around 2 a.m. When I came out, I tried wearing Wutiangou's mask. Unexpectedly, I scared my father, so he screamed."

"...Why didn't you ask me to accompany you? Is it because I was not here at that time?" Conan asked.

"How could it be that it's not here?" Ran Maori thought the child had a dream of going out for an adventure. "You're sleeping too well. I couldn't wake you up, so I just pulled my dad."

"Is that so? Haha, that might be because I was too tired yesterday." Conan laughed dryly, and his face soon darkened. He knew very well that under normal circumstances, he would not have been able to sleep so hard.

In other words, I was wandering around in the middle of the night and encountered the young man being knocked down again. It happened.

...What is his purpose? Go to the old abbot's room to discover materials and write reports?

But in a small dilapidated temple, is there anything you can do to keep passers-by secrets even if you are willing to be confused?

Unlike Conan, who had been sleeping, Xiu Nian, who led them, was very sleepy and yawning all the way.

Conan was a little confused, but he didn't expect to see Mu Nian and Tun Nian when he came in. The two of them were also yawning.

"Does there be any late-night group activities in your temple?" Kogoro Mouri of course noticed it, and looked at the group of monks curiously.

As a result, Mu Nian became angry when she heard about this question and punched her on the three-sided table:

"Isn't there a man who screamed in the middle of the night yesterday? Unfortunately, when we arrived in the sound, the man was gone. If I catch him, I will beat him up!"

Tun Nian nodded with a pair of eyes, "Amitabha."

"..." Kogoro Mouri's eyes drifted and he didn't dare to speak.

I kept waiting for Xiu Nian to prepare the meal, but Bai Shi and Hongye had not arrived yet.

Xiu Nian was about to go out to find her again, but suddenly she heard a scream of horror.

This is the sound of Kuan Nian.

Several monks looked at each other for a moment, jumped up and rushed into the confinement room. Maori and others hurriedly followed.

When I arrived at the place, I pushed the door open and saw Kuan Nian being frightened to the ground. He was trembling and pointing at the top of the confinement room: "Tian, ​​Tiangou...! Wu Tiangou is here again!!"

Conan felt tight and rushed in. He looked up and saw an old man hanging from a high beam of the house, his beard drifting with the breeze blowing in from the window above.

Abbot Tianyong is dead.

Conan stopped breathing for a moment, turned his head suddenly and looked at Shiraishi who was walking along the corridor.

Last night - this man appeared at the door of the deceased.

...

This time, there were no more tragic situations like "the phone line was cut".

After calling the police, Meguro's police department quickly brought people to the police.

"The death time was about 4 to 6 a.m., and the person who found the body was Master Kuannian. After that, you guys..." Meguru looked at the crowd led by Kogoro Mori, "and rushed over, right?"

He and this former subordinate have not seen each other for several years. But recently, for some reason, I have seen him more strangely - I have been at the scene of the crime every time.

Seeing Kogoro Mouri nodding with a smile on his face, Meguro Police Subconsciously looked to the side, trying to find out if there were any Shiraishi, Black-skinned Detective, or Shinichi Kudo... It's a pity that the attempt was made.

Me Mu sighed haggardly.

As a police officer in this world, Meguri has become accustomed to seeing Kogoro Mouri, he will pick up an excellent detective to help him solve the case, but unfortunately there seems to be no this time.

Fortunately, this time I couldn't use the detective, it should be suicide.

"Two years ago, I came here to go to the police. It was a completely identical case. The deceased seemed to be a young monk named Zhongnian.

"The wall was broken back then, and the top beam was covered with dust, and then..."

As soon as I said this, a cry sounded in response to the situation.

The police department of Memu turned his head and looked at the woman crying next to him: "Yes, this lady is also rushing to the body and crying."
Chapter completed!