Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Another guess?"

Qi Duofu stopped curiously: "Is the reasoning just now wrong?"

Turning the notebook forward, Yuji looked at what Jiduo Fugao said the day before yesterday, and raised his head to look at this immature boy.

"The previous ones are pretty much the same. The turning point was the night when Thirteenth Night attended the ceremony."

Different from the previous guess, this time it was slightly darker.

Since he was a child, he has been serving a man named Ichimori Chouchoro, and the boy named Jiduohaogao slowly feels that he has different feelings for the young master. At the age of six, he knew very well that he did not like boys, but he would always care about Changshou Lang unconsciously.

Having grown up in the village, he also understood the legend of the curse, so on the night of the thirteenth night, he hid outside the sacrificial hall and looked at Ichimori Choucho who came out with a lantern.

Because it was dark, and the lantern made his face pale, Qi Duoaxigao did not realize that this man was not the "longevity man" he had been serving.

He quietly followed Changshou Lang up the mountain. When the boy stepped on the jade sand, he also sneaked into the woods and hid behind a big tree. But the next moment, something shocked him completely.

Under the light of the lantern on the ground, her face shone brightly. The one with obvious masculine characteristics like him was the former concubine, not the longevity man he had a crush on.

The concubine, Changshou Lang, the concubine who always refused to let him help him take a bath in the past, and the concubine who always looked down upon him in the past.

Although he was only six years old, Jiduo Axegao immediately thought of the truth behind this. He was immediately furious and looked through the bushes with hateful eyes, falling on the longevity man who was washing his body.

It was him who caused her to be used as a sacrifice and unable to reveal her true feelings for more than ten years, unable to...become a real girl.

Yuji looked at how high the ax was. He squinted his eyes and looked at the river where the fish were leaping. The sound of streams in the mountains is very clear, and the chirping of birds should make people happy, but at this time, it makes them feel more and more lonely.

"The six-year-old boy, while Ichimori Choucho who was bathing in front of the well didn't react, quickly rushed behind the boy, grabbed hold of Choucho's legs and pushed him into the well."

"This speculation is very interesting, but it is probably false."

Ji Duohaogao touched the scarf around his neck: "If I were this kind of person, you wouldn't give me the scarf."

Yuji did not answer his words, but continued along with his thoughts.

"After killing Changshou Lang with a few ax heights, he couldn't calm down because of the accelerated heartbeat caused by the killing. He was about to go down the mountain, but at this time he saw a headless woman coming up from the North Mountain Road. There were two guardians and two guardians on the other mountain roads. The Sanshou family was in control, so he had to quickly walk through the jade sand and hide behind the tree. "

Yuji closed the notebook and stuffed it back into his pocket: "Obviously Ichimori Choucho died in the well before he entered the shrine, but you still insisted that the reason why he made a sound when he stepped on jade sand was The concubine who went up the mountain with a veil did indeed hear the clicking sound."

If he insisted that he never heard Changshou Lang entering the shrine, but heard the sound of him falling into the water, then it would be inconsistent with what the concubine who went up the mountain heard behind him.

Therefore, from the concubine's perspective, there was an unidentified person on the top of the mountain that night. He killed Ichimori Shoucho and then rushed into the shrine.

But when she entered the shrine, there was no one else inside, so she just guessed that the murderer escaped by some unknown method. In desperation, in order to preserve her identity as the head of the Ichimori clan, she seemed to faint from fright when she saw how tall the ax was hiding behind the tree. She returned to the mountainside and came up again carrying a lantern.

The latter part is probably the same as before.

Coincidentally, although Jiduo Axegao didn't know the concubine's plan, he knew that it was beneficial to him and was willing to cooperate with her to wash away his sins.

"What a powerful conjecture. If you write it down, you will definitely be able to surpass those second-rate novelists."

Jiduoaxigao kept applauding, silly and happy, as if he was really happy for the young man in front of him.

"But this happened more than ten years ago, and it makes no sense without evidence." Yuer changed his tone, sighed, and looked at the height of the ax in a complicated manner.

"How much... I'll call you that. Live a good life with her, and don't hold such boring wedding ceremonies again in the future."

This time, Jiduo Axegao finally changed his expression. He looked at Kudo Yuji seriously, pulled off the scarf around his neck, and threw it on the ground.

"You'd better leave. This village does not welcome outsiders. Don't let Lord Danshou pay attention to you."

In front of the two brothers, he took out his notebook and pen, threw it towards the river from a distance, turned and left.

"What does the last sentence mean?"

Conan, who was hiding behind a tree and quietly aiming his anesthesia watch at a certain height, closed the watch cover and slid down the slope.

"Brother, you have never thought about it. If the Ichimori family has no heir, what is the point of pretending to do these things as a concubine?"

Yuji picked up the scarf, took out a lighter from his pocket, lit it, and watched quietly as it burned.

"You mean, besides Ichimori Choucho, the Ichimori family also has a backup heir."

The primary school student sighed as he thought of the treatment he received from Kazuo Kazuo's family, the thin kimono he wore, and the customs and customs for boys in the village.

"Ichimori...is the ax high?"

However, since his expression changed so drastically just now, it means that he knows his life experience and when.

After reviewing his childhood, Conan slowly expressed his views.

"It is estimated that on the night of the Thirteenth Night, when the body of Ichimori Choucho was carried back by Ichimori's family, he was informed of his life experience."

"Probably...that's it."

Along the river, they looked at the notebooks and pens that were sunk at the bottom of the water, and gradually began to think.

"But this village is too superstitious to attribute human factors to ghosts and gods." Conan sneered at the comparison, with the demeanor of a scientific believer.

"I don't think so. Maybe Lord Danshou really exists."

Yuji took out the notebook again and turned to the last page.

"The information I found shows that most of the men who died in this village in the past were beheaded. Even this time, Ichimori Choucho's head was not saved after his death. Although most of them were man-made, But in the end their heads were chopped off for various reasons.”

Perhaps in a sense, the Danshou Curse really took effect.

Back at the police station, Date, who had already packed his things, patted the roof of the car and handed the keys to a young policeman.

Looking at the police entering the police station, Yuji noticed Xiaolan who was already sitting in the car and shook his head.

"Mr. Amuro, why did you give the key to this young policeman and old policeman?"

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, looking at the door of the police station in confusion.

"Speaking of it, it seems that there is really an old policeman, but isn't there only one policeman stationed in this village?"

What does that old policeman look like...

There is another chapter to be posted in the afternoon