Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

For a sport like sumo wrestling, Yuji didn't even want to watch it. Two big fat guys were going back and forth on the stage. What was there to pay attention to?

"Officer Yamamura, did you find anything?"

Yuji saw the arriving police starting to search the deceased and ran to Yamamura Cao's side.

"I found this man's cell phone."

Yamamura Soo pointed to a black button machine, then turned it over and asked Yuji to look at the name sticker on it.

"By the way!" Yuji walked up to Kamikawa: "When does the hotel usually clean the bathroom?"

Kamagawa took the record book from Toda and read it one by one: "It used to be cleaned at noon every day, but starting from last year, because the eldest lady would come here to take a nap at noon, we changed the time to It’s evening.”

After saying that, Mr. Kamagawa handed the record book to Yuji under the instruction of Mr. Kagawa.

"Huh?" Yuzuki and the other three glanced at each other, noticed Yuji's questioning look and said, "But, we originally wanted to take a bath at night, but we found that the women's bathroom had a sign saying it was being cleaned."

"This is impossible!" Mr. Kamikawa immediately raised his chest and raised his head: "The lady is here, how can we clean the bathroom before she goes to bed."

Nodding, the young man asked everyone to separate to both sides, then squatted on the tatami, observing the somewhat wet floor.

"Then it's obvious that someone put up a cleaning sign. He grabbed a handful of hair from the women's bathroom and put it in a newspaper, trying to make it look like a curse."

Yuji returned to the table and picked up the cell phone with his name on it: "Mr. Mouri Korokuro was murdered!"

Pointing at Kamagawa, Tohta and Jimbo, Yuji paused and said apologetically to the teacher: "Teacher, I'm afraid the culprit is among the boys in this hotel."

"Ah!" Conan opened the deceased's cell phone with gloves on and showed the communication records inside to everyone: "This person only made one phone call!"

"Really." Mouri Kogoro frowned and dialed the phone back, but failed to get through. He only received a text message three minutes later.

[Duff, have you finished the good thing you mentioned? If you don’t come back to make up for one year’s rent, I will throw all your things out of the apartment. 】

"It seems that this man is indeed called Duff." The uncle noticed that the label on the mobile phone also said Duff, and returned the phone to the police.

"Did you bring anything belonging to the person who died four years ago?" Yuji sat on the tatami, leaning his hand on the Japanese table with wooden boards above and below. He noticed that the bottom was a little wet, and secretly remembered it in his heart.

"We took photos." Yamamura pointed at a policeman, then took the photo from his hand and handed it over.

Conan also moved closer to Yuji's head, looking at the milk carton that had no straw in the photo but was crumpled and empty. The two brothers lowered their heads and stared at the newspaper on the table.

In order for the police to conduct simple questioning, everyone left the deceased's room first.

Before leaving, while the hotel boys had already gone down the stairs, Yuuji took Conan and turned the Japanese table over and asked an inspection police officer to check it to see if there were any fingerprints on the back of the table.

"So, the main question is this newspaper. What is the mystery in it?"

Sitting in the room, the two brothers put their mobile phones in the middle and studied the sports news.

"Brother, look for it, are there any robberies five years ago?" Yuji sat cross-legged, holding a can of coffee in his hand and shaking it constantly.

"The text message sent by the deceased tonight seems to be saying that as long as he comes here and does something good, he can get a large sum of money." Yuji took a sip of coffee: "If he is simply pretending to be a Maori uncle, he can pay back It’s outrageous to pay one year’s rent.”

"A robbery case..." Conan took out his mobile phone and kept searching: "There is no such thing, but there is a fraud case with an amount of up to 100 million yen."

The Shinigami elementary school student noticed the big letters on the newspaper headline, "Akagi Maru won the top five in East Head!" Something suddenly occurred to him.

"I understand, this code does not refer to sumo wrestling!"

"Huh?!" Yuji sat over and scratched his chin: "It's not about sumo wrestling. Are you saying that the secret code has nothing to do with the content of sumo wrestling?"

"Do you still remember, when Xiaolan was about to help the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the morning, the Yamacun police officer said what this place was called?"

"Remember, it's called the Forest of the Headed God, because the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who fell forward suppressed evil spirits..."

Yuji consciously took up the conversation, but suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking. He looked at the "Top Five in East Head" pointed by Conan and paused.

"So that's what happened."

Yuji thought about tonight's deceased again: "But who killed that Mouri Korokuro?"

Conan adjusted his glasses with a cruel smile on his face: "I think it should be Mr. Jimbo. The teacher said that everyone in this store, except him, joined the Kagawa Club seven or eight years ago."

"It's just that, but we can't be sure that he is a prisoner." Yuji walked to the window and looked at the dark forest outside. With his hands in his pockets, he suddenly received a text message from Police Officer Yamamura, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, now we can confirm."

"Are there his footprints on that table?" Conan took his brother's cell phone.

"No matter!" Yuji stretched out, picked up the newspaper on the table and walked out: "I'll leave the prisoner to you, I'll go look for the so-called treasure."

………

"Yuji, why did you call us out so late?"

Ran pulled Yuzuki and Kaori, watching Yuji walking in front with a shovel on his back and using a watch to illuminate. She was frightened by the forest wind and hugged the two girls in fear.

"Didn't I say I would bring you to find treasure?"

Yuji shook the newspaper and finally saw the fallen Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the afternoon.

"Got it! Here!"

Facing the compass, the boy took Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva as the starting point, walked five meters east and came to a tree. He stepped on the ground, took off the shovel on his back and started digging.

Not long after, a crisp knocking sound reached everyone's ears. Yuji, who was overjoyed, dug out the pottery jar that appeared in the pit and smashed it with a shovel.

Inside was a plastic bag filled with Fukuzawa Yukichi. It was roughly estimated that there was indeed 100 million yen.

"This is why the long-haired man died. He and his accomplices extorted 100 million yen, and were killed in this forest. Although they were aware of it in advance, the money was saved, but his life was gone."

Yuji flipped through the large bills one by one, and after confirming that they were correct, he relaxed a little and sat on the ground. Feeling something soft under his butt, his face immediately turned green.

"Um... Xiaolan, can you go back and get me a pair of pants!"

………

"It's so comfortable..."

Soaking in the hot spring, Amuro Toru looked at Date Kou who was covering his face with a towel across from him, and his ears moved.

"Speaking of which, it seems a bit noisy tonight?" The blond handsome guy just stood up, and a gust of cold wind blew, and he sat back down.

Anyway, Mr. Kudo and the others are outside, so it's okay to wash for a while...