Hero Tomie

Japanese priests have a strict management system. To become official priests, they must pass the examination of the Shinto Shrine Association. Before the establishment of the Peace Constitution, Shinto priests were counted as official civil servants.

Becoming a certified priest is not an easy task.

First of all, you have to go through a long period of training. Only the Kokugakukan University in Tokyo and the Kogakukan University in Ise have the Faculty of Shinto. Students who hope to become priests in the future need to undergo training.Some large shrines also offer training for priests, but it's not as good as a university program.

The priesthood of Shinto is divided into five levels, from the lowest straight level to the highest net level. Different levels need to learn different content, and each level needs to take an exam.In addition to the written test, there is also a practical inspection of the necessary skills of the clergy, such as praying and presiding. The promotion of the rank also needs to consider the qualifications and contribution to the Shinto.

In a word, it is probably not easy for a teenager to become a senior rank who can call himself a priest.

"Don't lie, big brother, I heard that the priest's exam is super-difficult!" Conan said innocently, gesticulating with his two short arms, "You need to read such a thick book."

After finishing the gesture, he paused, and asked again in silence, "Is big brother a certified priest?"

Osamu Dazai was holding his stomach and tears were shining at the corners of his eyes, he didn't know whether it was pain or laughter.

Mrs. Kimura looked at Tomie like she was watching a prank child.

"Okay, okay, this is not a place where brats can play around at will, go back quickly." Kogoro Maori said pretending to be calm, "Let me take care of this kind of thing! But the reward... ..." Kogoro stroked his beard and looked at Mrs. Kimura meaningfully.

"As long as I can get my husband back," Mrs. Kimura said in a hoarse voice, "I will pay the reward according to the entrustment." She kept stirring the coffee with a small spoon, paused for a while and added: "It doesn't matter life or death. "

"Then it's easy to handle. Madam, please tell me what happened to your husband before he disappeared." Kogoro glanced at the two who claimed to be armed detective agencies, and decided that they were here to steal business. "How about we talk somewhere else?"

"Oh!!!! !!!" Conan, who had just spoke positively, grasped Xiao Lan's hand nervously, staring scared his eyes, and his mouth could only make a sound.

"Conan! What's wrong with you, Conan?!" Xiaolan hurriedly squatted down to check Conan's abnormality, and broke away Conan's hand that was holding her throat, "Did you choke on something? Let me see!"

"I can't talk anymore!" Conan almost took Kudo Shinichi's exclusive mobile phone by mistake in his panic, and after changing it twice, he took out the mobile phone Conan used, and typed a line of words for Xiaolan with shaking hands.

"Can't speak?! How could this happen?! Did you eat something?" Xiaolan asked Conan to open his mouth to look at his throat.

Conan shook his head desperately, he didn't do anything, he didn't even feel anything before he lost his voice, he couldn't speak so suddenly!

"Hey! Can't talk anymore? What a troublesome brat!" Kogoro complained while preparing to call the emergency number. "Sorry ma'am, it seems our conversation may have to be postponed."

"It's useless," the young man who was questioned by Conan as a priest calmly looked at the flustered little boy, raised his index finger and lightly touched his lips, making a silent movement. "He's fine, it's just that he talks too much." The black glass-like eyes lightly looked at the child who kept opening and closing his mouth, and the corners of his slightly raised lips showed a touch of joy.

"What did you do to me?!" Conan typed quickly, and put the phone up in front of the priest 'pseudo'.

"Huh? But you are standing far away." Atsushi Nakajima questioned, "I have never been in close contact."

"Didn't you just keep asking me if I was a priest?" Fu Jiang smiled softly, half-closed his eyes, "This is the answer I gave you."

"Kawakami-kun..." Xiaolan was so anxious that her tears were streaming down, she grabbed Conan with one hand, turned her head to look at the priest boy, and asked silently.

"Miss Mao Li," Fu Jiang bent down, stretched out his hand to support Mao Lilan's arm, and helped him up from the ground with a slight movement. "Very cold."

This is what Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko taught Takako. Regarding how girls can avoid the inhuman pain of those few days every month, the first thing is not to catch cold.

"What's going on here?" Mori Kogoro asked with a sullen face, very displeased with the people who interrupted his opportunity to communicate with Mrs. Elegant alone.

"Mr. Mao Li asked me to leave, but the child you brought seems to be more serious than me..." Fu Jiang tilted his head and considered his words, "It is easier to hinder you. Don't you think? This child," Fu Jiang said softly After touching Conan's head, a gust of cold wind entered Conan's back collar, making him shiver.

"It seems to be talking too much." Fu Jiang gave Conan a cool look.

Mori Kogoro pondered for a while, and suddenly felt that what the boy said made a lot of sense!

"Ah, that's right, it's too noisy to run around the scene of the crime and say some weird things." Kogoro stroked his chin and said, "Many times I was interrupted by him to solve the case. "

Conan: ... Please speak with your conscience.

"Dad! Now is not the time to talk about this! Is Conan-kun really okay?" Xiaolan felt that it was too ridiculous, suddenly lost her voice or something, would the Shinto courses in the university teach such things?

"It's okay." Fu Jiang looked at Mao Lilan's anxious and worried look, bent his index finger and gently tapped the child's forehead with his knuckles.

"I don't believe it!" After Conan uttered a sentence, he was surprised to find that he could speak again, and stared at the indifferent priest 'false' with uncertain eyes.

"Look, it's really okay." Fu Jiang said to Mao Lilan calmly, then turned his head and looked at Conan quietly for a while: "Children who are too noisy will be annoying."

Atsushi Nakajima looked at the young man who was standing calmly with clear eyes, and he had the answer in his heart: it is because you were exposed for working without a certificate and became angry from embarrassment, right?

"...Is this the power of the priest?" Conan didn't even notice the weakness and dryness in his voice. He observed the other party carefully, and then looked down at himself, trying to figure out how the other party made him temporarily speechless.The corners of the mouth twitched with a forced smile, "Can big brother perform for me again?"

Osamu Dazai watched the scene in front of him with a playful smile.

It's great that I didn't slack off on this mission.

Whether it's the missing 'money' from Hong Kong, the 'priest' reunited after a long absence, or the brave and intelligent 'children', each one is so interesting.

Fu Jiang took a deep look at the child who was pretending to be cute with his head up, and then raised his head and said to Mao Lilan: "This is what he asked for."

"Conan!" Mao Lilan smiled apologetically at Fu Jiang, and hurried to stop Conan.

Too late.

The child opened and closed his mouth and found himself unable to speak again.

"How? Mrs. Kimura," Fu Jiang ignored the child's eyes with countless question marks, and turned to the hostess over there, "Can I continue this commission?"

Mrs. Kimura parted her cherry lips, and her almond eyes were filled with disbelief. She was stunned for a while before turning her head to look at Chuya Nakahara who was sitting beside her.

Compared with Mori Kogoro and his gang, the armed detective agency led by Chuya Nakahara and represented by Osamu Dazai is much calmer.They are all people who are used to seeing big winds and waves, and this trivial trick is not enough to move them.

Nakahara also crossed his arms, and lazily raised his eyelids. Among the people in the room, the only one he cared about was Osamu Dazai.As for the others, he nodded indifferently: "Little devil, come if you want. But before officially accepting the commission," he snorted. Chief Mori's original intention was to find an armed detective agency, and the other women in Kimura decided on their own. I found it. "First let you be clear that the real client of this commission is our Yokohama Port Mafia."

Zhong Yuanzhong's intimidating gaze slowly swept around the people in the flower room.

"It doesn't matter whether Satoshi Kimura is dead or alive. What we want is to know the 'payment' in his hand."

Mori Kogoro, who used to be a policeman, looked serious. Probably because he had been a detective for a long time, and all he saw were criminals who were taken away by the police obediently and without resistance as soon as the truth was revealed. He forgot that there is such a blatant dark power.

"The entrustment I accepted was to find people, and the rest has nothing to do with me." Fu Jiang ignored the little dwarf's dangerous gaze, and said coldly, his eyes flicked over the other's hat, paused for a moment, and straightened his back.

Although he didn't know what the other party had done, Nakahara Chu, who was inexplicably upset, looked at the other party with unfriendly eyes.

Mao Lilan looked at her father worriedly.

"That's right, the commission I accepted is also to find people, and the other 'payment' has nothing to do with me." Kogoro said, "Mrs. Kimura, what do you mean?"

Mrs. Kimura bit her lower lip and glanced at the silent Hong Kong and black cadres. She mustered up the courage to raise her head and said to Mouri Kogoro: "My commission is to find my husband. Other things..." She looked at the sitting The Armed Detective Agency on one side was commissioned by the Hong Kong gangsters, "I will leave the Armed Detective Agency to do everything else."

"Then, madam, please tell me what was unusual about your husband before he disappeared, and please try to focus on it," Fu Jiang tugged at Conan's hair, "I have to go to school tomorrow, and I have homework tonight."

Mrs. Kimura: ...I'm really sorry for delaying your study!

"My husband became abnormal about half a month ago." Mrs. Kimura led her to the living room, and the servant brought tea. "He suddenly ordered people to dry the quilt."

Mrs. Kimura caressed the emerald ring on her finger, her eyes fell into the unknown through the void, and she fell into memories.

"It's a very thick quilt, the kind that's only used in winter." Mrs. Kimura waved her hand, and the servant brought a thick and soft quilt over, "Not just this one, he asked people to take all the quilts in the house It was all exposed, and the daughter’s kotatsu was also moved out.”

"He said he was cold."

The sun is shining brightly outside the house, and the vegetation is thriving in the sun. There is still half of the summer left, and occasionally one or two cicadas can be heard.Under the scorching sun, the transparent air was silently burning, and the brightness was a bit dazzling.The heat outside can be felt even through the glass.

This weather is cold?

"Thick quilt, cashmere sweater, long windbreaker, scarf, gloves, he wrapped himself tightly, and turned the air conditioner to the highest temperature. It was so hot that he was drenched in sweat, and his body was like being fished out of the water. The same, the skin is hot and red, and it is hot to the touch."

"But he just said it was cold."

"Are you sick?" Mori Kogoro raised a finger and said in a tone that sees through everything, "I seem to have heard of this strange disease."

"The family doctor has checked many times, it's normal."

"Then did your husband tell you why he felt cold?" Atsushi Nakajima was the most serious one among all of them, holding a small notebook in his hand and recording while listening.

Mrs. Kimura was silent for a while.

"I don't know." She shook her head, "I slept with him separately, it was too hot to be with him." Mrs. Kimura moved her body, as if thinking of that scene would make people uncomfortable.

"Other than that, is there anything else unusual?"

Mrs. Kimura thought for a while, "One night, I was very worried. The doctor said that if he continued like this, his body would not be able to bear it. When I went to see him at night, I found that the room was full of water."

"It's not a water leak. I checked all the water pipes in the house and found that the water came in from the window. It wasn't raining outside. It was sunny and the sky was full of stars. I woke him up. He was very scared and said 'he 'coming."

"'Who is he?"

"I asked, but he refused to answer. He was really scared. He..." Mrs. Kimura hesitated. "He sleeps with a gun. It's not a pistol," she gestured. Continuous firing of a powerful gun."

"He behaved more and more strangely. A few days before his disappearance, he didn't dare to sleep at all. He brought a lot of people home and guarded around the house. I thought it was a matter of work," Mrs. Kimura looked at Zhongya Nakahara , "I didn't dare to ask too much, and then I went out that day and never came back."

Conan, who couldn't speak, took Mao Lilan's hand, huh huh, didn't know what to say, and typed with his mobile phone to let Fu Jiang restore his voice.

Fu Jiang smiled slightly, took the mobile phone from Conan's hand, closed it and handed it to Mao Lilan.

"It's better for children not to be exposed to electronic products too early. And in today's situation, I think children should not run around. The owner of this house is different from the ordinary ones you have come into contact with before."

It is also because of Mao Lilan's friendship with 'Takako' that he is willing to say so much to people he doesn't know well.

He whispered into Mao Lilan's ear, "It's dangerous."

Mao Lilan grabbed Conan's hand nervously.Yes, it is very dangerous. The male owner of this house works for the mafia, and there is no one knowing where there will be secrets hidden in the house. If Conan ran around and was smashed...

She shuddered, holding Conan's hand even tighter, and even wanted her father to give up the commission in her heart.

Conan, who couldn't speak, was very anxious. He wanted to see the room of the missing man, but he couldn't speak.He looked at the group of black suits who were strictly guarding the door, and knew that if there was no result in this matter, no one in the room would be able to leave easily this time.

At this time, he deeply felt the serious consequences of not being able to speak - he couldn't remind Uncle Mao Li after discovering the clues, and most importantly, he couldn't speak, so how would "Sleeping Kogoro" solve the case?

"Can you show us your husband's room?" Atsushi Nakajima asked, completely desperate for Mr. Dazai, who was obsessed with "Complete Sex" beside him.I only hope that Mr. Ranpo can descend from the sky immediately and use super reasoning to end this commission quickly.

Mr. Kimura's room is very cool.

Fu Jiang stood at the window, and the wind blowing outside was hot.There was a wet footprint on the window sill, small and distinct, it was a girl's foot.It seems that someone has been standing here for a long time, with water dripping from his body, making wet footprints deeply imprinted on the window sill.

The short Conan put his feet on the window sill and wanted to see it, but Fu Jiang pressed his forehead down.

"Children should be careful in front of the window, it will be dangerous."

Upon hearing this, Mao Lilan quickly dragged Conan away.

For some reason, Mao Lilan felt that what Guizi's brother said was very reasonable, and people couldn't help but follow what he said.

Probably because of that indifferent and peaceful temperament and good-looking face.

Well, well, mainly good-looking faces.

Unwillingly, Conan yelled back and was dragged away by Xiaolan, staring at the window with desperate little eyes.

There are important clues there! !Conan shouted in his heart, but unfortunately no one heard him.