Conan's Strongest Uncle

Mouri Kogoro looked at the endless waterfall. The sunlight was scattered by the water droplets into colorful colors. The scenery in the distance was even more beautiful. From time to time, there were cherry blossoms falling. The death of this old monk in this place really tarnished the beautiful scenery here.

Mouri Kogoro leaned out of the skylight and saw that there was no trace of the ashes on the beam.

At first glance, others may really think that it was caused by Wutiangou. The beams of the eight or nine meters high, the room could not climb up, there was no trace of dust on the beams, and then a person died, hanging in the middle of the beams, This is simply impossible.

Mouri Kogoro retracted his body and looked at the plank in the corridor. One of the floors that was washed continuously by the waterfall was broken. Mouri Kogoro picked up the broken plank and saw a gap behind the plank. Dipped in cherry blossoms.

It seems that this case is the same as the previous life, it was done by the little monk who avenged his brother, Mouri Kogoro put the board back.

At this moment, Koizumi Hongzi also came up. She was carrying a bag and akimbo. Two slender legs were exposed under the red shorts. They shone brightly in the sun, and the white top was bulging, making people feel. At first glance, it feels heavy for her!

Koizumi Kogoro completely forgot her embarrassment last night, watching Mouri Kogoro raised her head proudly, her snow-white neck like a swan, she said proudly, "Detective satyr, have you found anything? "

Hearing this title, Mouri Kogoro was speechless. Although it is true, I don't want to lose face when you say it like this.

Mouri Kogoro said sullenly, "Nothing was found?"

"Thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick thick!" Koizumi Hongzi laughed proudly: "I know you are a detective with a silver gun candle head, useless, you have such a big reputation before, even a small case. can't be broken."

This guy's adjective is too bad, what is a silver gun candle head, Mouri Kogoro doesn't want to complain about her, she should give her a chance to try what a golden gun is.

Koizumi Hongzi continued: "I know who the real murderer is? Do you want to know!"

Mouri Kogoro was still quite curious. How did Koizumi Kogoro know who the murderer was? Last time, too, he rescued Jiujiu Fumino and Miyoshi Mazi for no reason, so he asked, "Who is the murderer?"

Koizumi Hongzi immediately laughed: "You beg me, kneel down and beg me and I'll tell you."

Countless crows flew past Mouri Kogoro's forehead, and he couldn't help but regret his behavior in talking to her. He shook his head and walked down the corridor beside the waterfall, missing Koizumi's body, and went down.

Koizumi Hongko, who was standing above, smiled smugly.

Mouri Kogoro went down to the bottom and saw four monks sitting on the mats and reciting Buddhist scriptures. He couldn't help asking, "What happened to them?"

Haibara's cold voice came out: "The monk Mu Nian has been saying that the foggy dog ​​kills people, so he asked everyone to recite the Buddhist scriptures to ward off evil spirits. Really, there is really more than one person with a bad head in this temple!"

Mouri Kogoro smiled and touched Haibara's head. If Haibara and the Koizumi Koizumi above were put together, two people with completely different worldviews should fight.

Xiao Ran had already called the police, and Officer Megure was on his way, so Mouri Kogoro sat beside him and waited.

After about an hour, Officer Megure led his subordinates to the temple. As soon as he arrived, he said, "Brother Mouri, it's really nice to see you again. What's going on this time?"

Mouri Kogoro led it into the punishment room and pointed up, "The old host hangs on it."

Officer Megure couldn't help frowning: "This method of death seems to be the same as it was two years ago. I remember that the last case was also handled by me, and it was finally determined to be suicide!"

The fat monk Tun Nian opened his mouth and said, "How could it be suicide? This is obviously done by the Wutiangou. Only the Wutiangou can easily catch people and hang them from high places, and then suck their souls!"

A black line immediately appeared on Officer Megure's forehead.

He ignored the fat monk and told his men to collect information from various places.

Mouri Kogoro backed away. He avoided the crowd and walked towards the back door that he saw when he visited the temple yesterday. The back door leads directly to the valley below, where the waterfall flows and then turns into a small stream.

The road from the back mountain to the valley is paved with sections of slate, and it is quite wild to walk all the way. Mouri Kogoro heard the footsteps behind him and couldn't help laughing, it seemed that the fish had bit the hook.

Soon Mouri Kogoro came to the bottom of the valley, and along the stream turned by the waterfall, he walked into the green grass and looked up at the temple.

Immediately, he turned to stare at the ground and began to search continuously. Sure enough, he soon saw gravel, broken wood, and wood tied with tape in the grass.

Mouri Kogoro picked up the piece of wood that was tied with the tape, and took a closer look in the sunlight. There were indeed fingerprints on the tape. Mouri Kogoro maintained this movement for a long time, but nothing happened.

"Master Xiunian, won't you come out?" A gentle voice echoed from the bottom of the valley.

The diminutive Xiu Nian walked out from behind the trees. Under this cool valley, his face was covered in sweat, and his glasses-wearing eyes were full of panic.

"Mao, Detective Mouri, I followed you down because I was worried that you might be in danger!"

Mouri Kogoro smiled: "In this case, I would like to thank Master Xiunian for his concern, but in my opinion, Master Xiunian is taking care of me by the way. The real purpose is this piece of wood in my hand!"

Xiu Nian couldn't help but took a step back when she heard this: "Detective Mouri, you, you all know?"

"Well, that's about it. Just when I entered the punishment room, I felt it was very damp, and there were still water stains in the corners of the walls. After all, it's not so easy to get dry after soaking all night, but maybe you will use a skylight. Never mind, it rained heavily all night, so please explain why the room was wet by the rain!"

"Although it is based on the legend of Wutiangu, I know that this is actually a well-designed murder case. You should kill the old host first, then inflate the kayak in the temple, and put the body on the kayak. Covered with plastic sheeting, then sealed the bay window at the lower left corner of the wall with tape, then ran upstairs, picked up a broken wooden board in the corridor and taped it to divert water into this small punishment room."

"Go back to the punishment room, close the door, and then protect the host's body from getting wet. As the water level continues to rise, hang up the host when it is close to the beam, and then you swim to the skylight. , and leave the punishment room through the skylight."

"After that, you quickly came downstairs and slashed hard at the original bay window to break the bay window."

"Bang! The high-intensity water pressure instantly burst the entire bay window, and also scattered the surrounding walls, which led to the appearance that it seemed to be broken by the foggy dog."