Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"Why did he hide the body?" Lin Feng asked the two people.

If the master had killed the person, there would be no need to wait for the apprentice to find out and then hide the person in a hurry.

"If someone died in the temple, it would be bad for their reputation if it got out?" Hattori casually mentioned a possibility.

"No, a temple deep in the mountains is unlikely to care about this." Conan shook his head.

Not to mention tourists who came to worship Buddha, we had been here for such a long time but didn’t even see one person climbing the mountain.

"There were only these two people in the temple. It wasn't difficult for them to dispose of the bodies after killing someone. The possibility of suicide is higher."

Lin Feng felt that instead of solving the mystery, it would be better to first figure out why the old host insisted on doing this.

There must be a deeper reason why he wants to hide this case.

"How's it going over there!" Hattori and the others had already walked into other rooms and shouted at Conan who was lying on the ground.

"There are no traces in this room!"

Conan replied after searching the room for a while.

The two of them probably didn’t hear what Lin Feng said afterwards.

"..." Lin Feng glanced outside the house and saw Uncle Maori was still confirming what happened that day.

Although this so-called annex has four rooms, there is nowhere to hide. Everything is visible once the wooden door is opened.

Uncle Maori looked around and also came to the conclusion.

This must be something that is made up out of nothing!
Hallucinations, all hallucinations!
"Never mind the body you saw three days ago."

"You just ran to the car to find us and said there was a body lying on the ground and a lot of blood, but there is no blood-stained tatami in this villa."

Uncle Maori said as he shook his head.

"That's true. I, I probably really saw a mother who didn't exist at all." Chuanjiu said with his head lowered.

"Non-existent mother..." Lin Feng said.

In the open space outside the house, the old host looked up at the night sky, and when he saw everyone coming out, he said to Chuanjiu:
"Chuanjiu, please send them out. I want to stay and pay my respects to the Four Heavenly Kings in the room."

"Yes."

"I'm very sorry that I've delayed you all for so long because of my personal problems." Chuanjiu turned his head to look at his master who walked into the annex, led the way with a flashlight in front, and apologized to everyone.

"It's nothing."

"But why did you go to the villa so late?" Uncle Maori shook his head and asked Chuanjiu.

"Every day before dinner, I would check to see if the doors and windows were closed."

"In fact, the cleaning of this annex and the inspection of the doors and windows were originally in charge of Wen Jiu and Lin Jiu..."

The annex was a bit far from the parking lot, and Chuanjiu talked about Wenjiu and Linjiu.

After the two men were discovered drinking beer secretly in the annex, the cleaning work has been done by the old host, and Chuanjiu has been responsible for inspecting the doors and windows.

Although there are only two people in the temple, one of whom is a master, the work is distributed very evenly.

"It should be more than just drinking. They are also hiding in there smoking, right?" Hattori asked.

"You, how do you know?!"

"They clearly told me that it was a very clever move and no one would find out." Chuanjiu looked quite surprised.

Although he is the most honest and obedient among these disciples, he still keeps some little secrets.

"I don't see how clever it is. The scorch marks on the tatami are so obvious." Hattori shook his head and said. "Now that you mention it, I saw it just now, it looks like there are traces of alcohol spilled on it." Uncle Maori was still thinking that these two people were too careless to drink secretly.

"It's strange, isn't it? We didn't see those two traces when we went there for the first time." Hattori said with a frown.

"The position of the corpse has also changed." Lin Feng glanced at Chuanjiu and said.

"Mr. Chuanjiu said that the body was in the upper right corner of the room three days ago, but today it has moved to the middle, right?" Conan asked, looking up.

"That's right." Chuanjiu nodded and said, he didn't know whether it was his hallucination or not.

"The position of the body has changed, and two marks suddenly appeared on the tatami..."

"Are you thinking that someone has swapped the tatami mats?" Uncle Maori turned his head and looked at the three of them and asked.

These guys are very stubborn. After a while, they even said that it might be his own hallucination.

"It's not impossible." Hattori nodded.

"The tatami in that annex is single-sided and has been used for many years. Even if you buy second-hand, you won't be able to get one that is in the same condition as the old one."

Uncle Maori said it was unlikely.

Even if the tatami purchased at the same time is placed in a warehouse, the color of the tatami when taken out will definitely not be the same as the one used in the sun, and it is impossible to hide it from everyone.

"What is the smell in that villa?" Conan looked up at Lin Feng.

Hearing this question, everyone stopped.

"smell?"

"Why don't I smell anything?" Chuanjiu asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Have you ever heard of a police dog..."

Hattori had just said half of his words when Lin Feng kicked him directly. The pain made him hold his thigh and scream for a long time.

"..."

Uncle Maori felt like a police dog, but he didn't dare to speak.

"Yes, there is a faint smell of blood. The tatami should not have been cleaned after someone died." Lin Feng nodded and said.

"How is that possible? We can't find any bloodstains if it hasn't been cleaned." Uncle Maori waved his hands.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
"It's not just blood, there's also a smell like tomato juice." Lin Feng continued, leading the way forward.

This smell is very obvious and only appeared after I came to the annex for the second time.

"tomato……"

This kind of smell makes people confused for a moment, and even makes people wonder if the repairman's sense of smell is impaired.

"What if what happened tonight was not an illusion?" Hattori said, looking at Denkyu.

"Use tomato juice instead of blood." Conan whispered.

The old host once again performed the trick of the disappearing corpse, probably just to make everyone believe his words after seeing it with their own eyes. It is said that what Chuanjiu saw twice in a row were hallucinations.

As they were talking, they had already walked to the side of the car.

Seeing that Hattori and Conan were still wondering what method the old host used, Lin Feng couldn't help but remind them again: "I think it is more important to find out the reason behind this incident."

If the corpse just now was the old host pretending to be him, and the blood was tomato juice, then what was he trying to do? (End of this chapter)