Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Speaking of which, what Miss Kurachi said..."

Not very happy to listen to these people talking anymore, Kudo Shinichi asked the purpose of coming here.

"The code is with the screenwriter Nishiki." Kurachi Keiko looked at her group of friends in confusion: "Strange, why didn't he come with you."

Several people stood up and followed Miss Kurachi, because the screenwriter didn't like many people to squeeze into his room, so except Kudo Shinichi and Kurachi Keiko, everyone else was stopped outside the door.

Kudo Shinichi just watched Nishiki, who had a somewhat wide question type, take out a piece of paper from his handbag and began to explain.

"This code was sent to me anonymously last week. There was also a dried leaf of the golden holly in the envelope."

"Let's not talk about the accessories first. Mr. Nishiki, can you tell me what the four black squares at the beginning of the code are?"

"This." Nishiki was silent for a moment, and then he looked at Keiko Kurachi at the door and slowly said, "It's actually the Ikuri symbol."

"Ikuri?" Shinichi was the first to suspect the man named Ikuri: "Does this symbol have any special meaning?"

"You will know if you take a closer look. Since he is a famous detective, it is impossible for him to even You can't even tell this." Nishiki pointed at the sign and found that Kudo Shinichi smiled after glancing at it, and sighed: "Is this sign really too simple?"

"You can't tell if you only focus on the black square. In fact, the white one next to it is a character "出". Kudo Shinichi put away his small smile: "Then could this code be sent by Mr. Ikuri ?"

"That's impossible." Miss Anzhi couldn't help but interrupt: "Because Michio has already..."

"Could it be..."

"The object of our worship this time is Ikuri." Nishiki nodded at Kudo Shinichi, answering his doubts.

"He jumped off the Kiyomizu stage a while ago. Although I don't know why, I suspect this is his last words to me, so I've been hoping someone can answer it for me."

Kurachi Keiko placed her hand on Kuroba Rise's head and rubbed it: "Actually, I called Mr. Kudo at the beginning and showed him the code, but he explained that Yukiko was not feeling well, so he didn't refuse. Instead, he told me that Yuji-kun came to visit his grandmother's grave on behalf of the Kudo family and should be in Kyoto now. He said I could find him, but he also said that if the code was not cracked in two days, he would come directly."

"As a result, you just happened to see me on the Kiyomizu stage, right?" Shinichi rolled his eyes in frustration: "I was obviously in Kyoto, why was only Yuji going to visit the grave!"

Several adults proposed to go to a high-end restaurant and invite these minors but were rejected. The high school students took the children back to the restaurant on the school floor for dinner, and then sat on the sofa to discuss.

"Actually, I want to first find out the motive for Michio Deguri's death." Masumi Sera stuffed a banknote into the vending machine, and sat back on a bench with the green tea that was spit out: "But in that environment, I really couldn't ask."

"The code is not complete, and it's crooked."

Kudo Shinichi pinched his chin, feeling a big ball constantly drilling in his arms, and hurriedly sat back: "Hey, you little girl, what are you doing!"

"Humph." Kuroba Rise stuck out her tongue at Kudo Shinichi: "I want to see the code too, uncle!"

"What! Call Shinichi brother obediently! Stinky girl!"

"No way! Uncle is uncle!"

"You two! Stop quarreling!"

As expected, he was scolded.

After adjusting her sitting position on the great detective's lap, Kuroba Rize tugged at Kudo Shinichi's sleeve obediently: "What are the words on this code?"

"Do I still have to teach you to read? Xiaolan! Xiaolan! Take this stinky girl away!"

In the end, Kudo Shinichi gave in, because his fiancée suggested that there might be other inspirations in the process of teaching words, so he had to point out the words to Kuroba Rize one by one, and then teach her how to read.

"Look carefully, these words all have positions." Kuroba Rize pointed to the code note: "Top, middle, top, right, left"

"Really, I thought it was a messy code." Xiaolan and Sonoko came over, and the two detectives who heard Kuroba Rize's analysis of up, down, left, and right directly replaced it with east, south, west, and north.

"Just like the Buddha statue, it's a place name again." Kudo Shinichi held his chin and said unhappily: "I roughly understand why my dad recommended Yuuji to come."

"Hey, so Uncle Kudo saw the answer at a glance." Sera Masumi found that the three girls were looking at her and explained: "Because Kaori-chan is next to Yuuji, there is a code like Kyoto people that can be seen at a glance."

"But why is Shinichi's father so familiar with Kyoto, he should be from Tokyo, right?"

"No, my father seems to have lived in Kyoto before junior high school." Shinichi blinked: "He doesn't talk much about his childhood, but I heard that he moved to Tokyo after his grandmother died, and then studied at Teitan High School."

"Why would a Kyoto person go all the way to Tokyo to study?" Sera Masumi moved his chair forward a little: "Does your family actually have relatives in Tokyo?"

"Impossible, I haven't seen any relatives on my dad's side since I was a child, it's more like we have relatives in Kyoto." Kudo Shinichi looked at Sonoko's expression and suddenly made a joke: "Did your genes mutate into a gorilla?"

"You are the gorilla. I just thought of that." Sonoko took out her phone and searched it, then put the photo in front of them: "Kyoto's genius kendo boy Okita Souji, who looks exactly like Shinichi."

"You mean, this guy might be a relative of Kudo?" Sera Masumi's eyes switched back and forth between Kudo Shinichi and Okita Souji's faces: "They really look alike."

"Aren't you cracking the code? Why are you talking about all this nonsense again?" Shinichi spoke up to pull everyone back to their thoughts.

"Let's call Yuuji first. He should have just finished dinner at this time."

Listening to the phone beeping but no one answered, several people looked at each other, and it was the same when they took turns to call.

"What are you doing? Is your phone muted?"

"We have to rely on ourselves first. Anyway, we finally have some guesses. Let's go to the 15th floor and tell Mr. Nishiki our guesses."

After taking the elevator, several people stood at the door of screenwriter Nishiki's room again, looking at the door that was not opening for a long time.

"Have they not returned from dinner yet?" Suzuki Sonoko crossed her arms impatiently, "They don't care about the code at all."

"Sonoko, they just believe that Shinichi can crack the code." Xiaolan used her eyes to signal her bestie to complain less in front of the little girl.

"No, I just heard the waiter say that the guest on the 15th floor asked for an ashtray replacement." Shinichi frowned, "There is only one smoking room on each floor of this hotel, so Mr. Nishiki must have returned."

A bad premonition followed, and Shinichi immediately dodged from the door and shouted, "Xiaolan! Kick the door open!"