Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"It's getting dark. You're not really planning to live here, are you?" Uncle Maori looked at Lin Feng who was sitting in the passenger seat, then looked at the three adults and one child sitting in the back seat and asked.

It’s been such a long time and you still don’t let me drive. There’s Yoko’s show in the evening!

"Maybe the little monk saw it wrong." Xiaolan said while hugging Conan.

The sudden disappearance of the body can be explained by someone taking the body away, but what about the bloodstains?

It’s too late to buy new tatami, and the old tatami and the new one are completely different colors.

"Yeah, let's hurry down the mountain to eat." He Ye also nodded.

"Something did happen in that room." Lin Feng, who was leaning back in his seat to rest, opened his eyes and said.

Just as Lin Feng finished speaking, there was a knock on the car window next to him, and outside was Chuanjiu's face full of fear.

"!!!"

Everyone, including Conan and Hattori, was startled. If Lin Feng had not heard some noise in advance, he would have punched the other person in the face.

"This time it's in the middle of the room in the annex!"

"There's a woman with a knife stuck in her belly!"

The mechanic opened the passenger window, and the young monk Chuanjiu immediately shouted in fear.

Upon hearing this, everyone opened the car door and rushed out, leaving only Xiaolan and Ye to guard the car.

Soon the lighted villa appeared in front of everyone.

Hattori took the lead and opened the door.

empty……

"This, how is this possible? I really saw someone lying here just now, right here!" Chuanjiu's face was full of disbelief. He pointed at the two tatami mats in the middle of the room and argued loudly.

“……”Lin Feng sniffed hard and said nothing.

Things are a little strange.

"Is there any smell?" Conan also smelled it and asked curiously.

"Practice more." Lin Feng didn't say what the specific smell was. He just glanced at Conan and then looked outside the house.

"It seems I have to tell you the truth."

The old host wearing glasses walked in from outside, heard his apprentice shouting, sighed and spoke.

"Master?" Chuanjiu looked over in confusion.

"In fact, there were no visitors to the temple that day."

"You are just looking for the figure of your deceased mother who doesn't exist at all."

The old host made shocking remarks and directly attributed the matter to the disciple's mental problems.

"How, how is it possible, I really saw it..." Chuanjiu shook his head.

"Didn't I tell you that it was just an illusion because you missed your mother too much?"

The old host spoke so earnestly that the young monk began to doubt himself.

"You just miss your poor mother too much. She sent you to a temple eighteen years ago and then committed suicide by jumping into the sea."

"What's going on?" Uncle Maori asked for details.

"Chuanjiu is actually an abandoned baby whom I adopted when I first became the host. Eighteen years have passed." The old host nodded and said.

"Actually, I originally had two or three other children, but after they grew up, most of them couldn't stand living in the mountains, so they left one after another. Now there are only Chuanjiu and I left." There was nothing wrong with this explanation, and Chuanjiu didn't refute the fact that he missed his mother.

"According to what you said, Chuanjiu said he saw a woman's corpse a few days ago..." Uncle Maori looked at the master and disciple, and then asked.

"Yes, there was no guest like he described that day, but three days ago, Chuanjiu suddenly came to me with a horrified expression and told me that something like that had happened."

"I was wondering if someone got lost in the mountains and walked into the annex and had an accident."

"The result was just like tonight, no one was there."

"I didn't point out that Chuanjiu had such hallucinations, and I cooperated with the police's questioning, saying that the female donor left that morning."

The old host explained the reason.

He insisted that it was all an illusion on the monk's part from the beginning and that no woman had ever come.

"So that's how it is." Uncle Maori scratched his head and said with a smile.

I've been tossing and turning in the middle of the night. Really...

"No, I think that woman should have been in this room."

"And there seems to be some smell in this room that we can't smell." Hattori said, glancing at Lin Feng.

When will I be able to evolve that sense of smell?

"By the way, could it be that Master, or Mr. Chuanjiu has a hobby of dressing up as a woman?" Conan suddenly raised his head and asked with a smile.

"Hey, kid, what nonsense are you talking about?" Uncle Maori glanced at the stunned host and taught Conan a lesson.

"Because I found this under the tatami!" Conan opened the white handkerchief, and there was something shiny inside, which seemed to be a clip for earrings.

"Since it fell under the tatami, it means that someone has moved these tatami." Lin Feng said, looking at the old host.

"Yes, yes, the woman I saw three days ago was wearing earrings!" Chuanjiu nodded and confirmed.

"In that case, it's not an illusion." Uncle Maori frowned.

Could it really be the old host who did it?
"No, I think this should belong to Wenjiu or Linjiu who were still practicing in the temple two months ago." Seeing everyone looking at him, the old abbot waved his hand calmly and said.

"Benjiu Linjiu?"

It was the first time that everyone heard these two names.

"They are two children who have been staying in the temple before. However, they are different from Chuanjiu. They are too naughty. They always sneak out to play at night. They are afraid that others will know they are monks, so they dress up as monks." The old host explained.

The two of them often went out wearing accessories such as wigs and earrings, and Chuanjiu also confirmed this.

"The two of them often come to the villa to drink. When the master found out, he gave them a good scolding." Chuanjiu nodded and said.

"The result was that they no longer wanted to stay here, and the two of them left together."

"These two often come here. The thing you picked up might have been dropped by them when they were in costume." The old host remained calm and easily resolved several questions.

"If you don't believe me, you can look around. There is definitely no body here."

After the old host said one more sentence, he turned and walked out of the house and stood outside.

"It's definitely not an illusion." Conan shook his head and stared at the old man's back.

"I think so too. There must be some mechanism here." Hattori nodded.

"Why did he hide the body?" (End of this chapter)