Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Trying desperately to conceal the fact that someone committed suicide.

I'm afraid he just wants to conceal his identity...

Hattori, Conan, and Uncle Mori pushed open the door of the annex and saw the old host kneeling down.

"The fact that you have come back means that you have already known the truth." The old host clasped his hands together, raised his head slightly, and spoke in a calm tone.

"If it's really you, you'd better try harder to deceive me, Kogoro Mori!" The detective with a small moustache said loudly, completely ignoring the contempt of the two people around him.

"Excuse me, before I explain to you, could you please let Chuanjiu leave for a while?" The old host apologized and asked.

"He's already gone back to the car," Conan replied.

He and Hattori asked him to go back and find Lin Feng.

"You care so much about whether he is here or not, does it mean that it is the woman who committed suicide here three days ago?" Hattori already had a guess in his mind.

No wonder the repairman kept reminding them to think about why the old host insisted on hiding the truth.

But it's impossible to say that Brother Lin Feng had guessed the truth long ago...

"Yes, she was Chuanjiu's biological mother who put Chuanjiu in a cardboard box and left him at the temple gate eighteen years ago."

The old host nodded directly and revealed the other party's true identity.

"Eh!"

"Is that so..." Uncle Maori exclaimed.

Isn't she a lover or an illegitimate daughter?

"Three days ago in the evening, she suddenly came to me and asked me to return her son to her."

"She also said that she actually came here secretly every year and watched him grow up."

"I think if that's the case, let Chuanjiu show him the temple's photo album, which has many photos of the young monks."

"As expected, she didn't recognize Chuanjiu holding the photo album, nor could she tell which little monk in the photo was her son. She burst into tears."

The old host paused for a moment and then sighed.

"After I asked Chuanjiu to leave, I couldn't help but reprimand her with very harsh words, and asked her to calm down alone in the annex that night and thoroughly experience the loneliness and sadness that the child had endured for the past eighteen years."

“I never thought something like that would happen the next day.”

"I thought it would be too cruel for Chuanjiu to know the truth, so I tried to hide the bloodstains."

After the old host finished speaking, he slowly stood up and prepared to go to the police station to surrender himself overnight.

This truth...

If she hadn't lied and said she secretly came to see the children every year, the host wouldn't have tested her in that way.

If the host does not value the child around him, there is no need to teach her a lesson.

"It may not be appropriate for me to do such a thing and say such a thing."

"If you're going to be the kind of detective who uses words to coerce people into submission."

"Please remember this: words are like a sharp blade. If used improperly, they can become a terrible weapon."

"You must think more from the other person's perspective and think carefully about every word you say, no matter what kind of person the other person is."

It can be heard that the host really regretted saying those words to Chuanjiu's mother, which led to the tragic ending.

He could still remember the sharp words and look of the dark-skinned boy when he said he had killed a woman when they first met today.

Actually, it’s true.

It was indeed he who killed the other person...

"It looks like it's over." Lin Feng followed Chuanjiu and walked over slowly, and saw several people gathered at the door.

"Master!"

Chuanjiu walked forward and shouted.

The old host patted him on the shoulder without saying anything, and walked silently out of the woods.

"Master, why did he do that?" Chuanjiu looked at Hattori and the others.

He didn't believe that this master who had raised him for eighteen years would be a bad person. "He didn't want the news of a woman committing suicide in the temple to spread..."

Things have come to this point, and there is no better excuse.

"Heh..." Lin Feng found it funny when he saw Hattori and Conan's wrinkled faces.

Originally the old monk was the only one feeling bad, and now you few who have heard this story are also feeling bad.

"Have you guessed something?"

Conan asked as they walked towards the car from the annex.

"Ever since the old monk mentioned that Chuanjiu's mother had died eighteen years ago, I've been wondering if it might be related to this." Lin Feng did not deny this.

Compared to Hattori and Conan, who were obsessed with cracking some tricks and schemes, he was always curious about why the old monk wanted to hide a suicide body.

Since the direction of thinking is different, of course you will think of more.

"..." Hattori kept looking up at the sky and walked slowly at the end of the team.

This matter is really...

After talking to Chuanjiu for a few words, everyone got on a car and left the temple deep in the mountains.

"Why did the master hide the body?"

"Heiji?" Kazuye recalled that the old monk insisted on going down the mountain alone to the police station to surrender late at night, and couldn't help but ask again and again.

"Stop making so much noise. Didn't I tell you that I don't want to talk about this anymore?" After Hattori scolded Kazuha, he turned around and looked out the window.

Conan: ...

This guy has a serious problem with his mouth...

"You won't be able to get married if you keep doing this." Lin Feng commented.

"Tsk." Hattori didn't care.

"There is no idiot in this world who would marry him!" He Ye said angrily.

"Idiot, what do you care?"

"Heiji, you idiot..."

"..."

……

Until the late night, when Lin Feng got off the car in front of the apartment, Hattori and the others were still arguing.

"There won't be any murder in the office tonight, right?" the repairman asked the mustached detective.

"Anyway, I'm innocent..." Uncle Maori glanced at the rearview mirror and said speechlessly.

One of them is the murderer and the other is the victim. They don’t care about the affairs of our family of three.

Lin Feng watched the car leave, looked around in the empty alley, walked up the stairs to the apartment, and returned to his rented room.

"The target has returned to the apartment, no abnormalities..."

In a house opposite the apartment, a dark figure stood at the window, watching the scene and reporting to his superiors.

This man doesn't seem suspicious except that he eats a lot...

Maybe the contact with the FBI is just normal communication?
That's not right. Those FBI guys shouldn't interact with normal people.

In short, this man, apart from eating a lot, is not suspicious...

"Continue surveillance."

……

The next morning.

Lin Feng arrived at Polo early and saw that Amuro Toru had prepared a lot of things, and he started showing off in front of him.

You, don't just sit there, keep cooking! (End of this chapter)