The master of Chinese martial arts in the world of Ke Xue

"Brother Tang Zhen, what's wrong?" Xiao Lan couldn't help but ask when she saw his abnormality.

"I feel like someone is secretly looking at us. Tang Zhen said with a solemn expression in one direction.

"No!" Xiao Lan also looked there, but found nothing.

"Could it be your delusion. "Conan also came to join in the fun.

"I can't have an illusion, maybe the man has already left!" said Tang Zhen firmly.

I'll take a look at this so-called ghost ship. A man who came with them after this disrespectfully pushed Conan away and walked towards the ghost ship, refusing to be introduced by Chief Mikami.

"This person is so rude, Conan, are you okay!" said Xiaolan, holding Conan, who almost fell.

"Thank you Sister Xiaolan, I'm fine.

"I'm sorry, he is the Dongdu Travel Agency, and it is related to the future of the island, and we can't say anything." At this time, the old man Kinoshita who had gone to pick them up before said apologetically.

We're okay. Seeing that everyone said this, Xiaolan said with understanding.

After visiting the ghost ship, the group will come to the village mansion on Shikijima, where Maori Kogoro will give a lecture in a moment.

"Come on, Mr. Maori please drink. Inside the civic hall, the head of Mikami Village kindly advised Maori Kogoro to drink, "Drink a little more, there is still some time before the speech." Thank

you, Village Chief. Maori Kogoro drank boldly.

Although he felt that this Mikami village chief was a little too courteous, but Tang Zhen and Conan did not care about this, and enjoyed the various delicacies prepared by the village chief Mikami for Maori Kogoro with peace of mind, only Xiaoran was a little worried, looking at Maori Kogoro who drank more and more.

"Really, drink like this, how to speak in a while!" muttered Xiao Lan with some dissatisfaction, but for the sake of his father's face, it was difficult to stop him from drinking.

At this time, the village chief Mikami saw that the time was almost right, and Maori Kogoro was also very happy, so he said his thoughts, "Mr. Mori, after you finish speaking, can you borrow your wisdom?" "

You don't want me to help you find the location of the sinking of the Shenlong, do you?"

"Sure enough, I am a detective, and I can see my thoughts at a glance, and it is like this, I guess that the Shenlong may have sunk around our Shiki Island, as long as I know the location, I can find it as soon as possible." Mikami admitted.

"Even if you find the gold, it will not belong to you, but it will be handed over to the state." "Maori Kogoro doesn't do this kind of trading that looks like a loss.

"But our island can also get Issei's benefit, right?" said Chief Mikami, rubbing his hands.

"I'm a detective, and I can't do this kind of treasure hunting. "Maori Kogoro is the lord who does not see rabbits and does not spread eagles.

In the end, it was the village chief Mikami who compromised and successfully persuaded Mori Kogoro with one-tenth of what the island could receive as a reward.

I said they would ask Uncle Maori for other purposes, and you don't believe it yet. Tang Zhen looked at the two and said to Conan.

"You're just getting it right. Conan still didn't admit that Tang Zhen said that detectives are synonymous with trouble.

After that, the old man named Kinoshita came out and told everyone about the Shenlong Dragon.

After eating, it was time for the lecture, and the outside of the civic hall was crowded with waiting villagers, and everyone was talking about it, and it seemed that they were looking forward to Maori Kogoro.

But now the main Maori Kogoro they were expecting looked drunk.

Tang Zhen was not interested in the speech meeting, and took this opportunity to look around.

There is a small house with a "Water Army Archive" sign next to the Civic Hall, Tang Zhen pushed the door and entered, and found that the house was like a small museum, with a lot of things in it, mostly related to ships, and a model of a "Water Army Ship", and there were also some picture scrolls on the surrounding walls, which painted pictures of water army battles.

Walking to the innermost part, a pair of armor of an ancient Japanese general appeared in front of him, and the whole sat there, as if the ancient general was still alive, looking a little terrifying.

Tang Zhen observed left and right for a while, and after seeing that there was nothing to see, he exited the room.

"Brother Tang Zhen?" Conan came over in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Ah, Conan, I'll just look around," Tang Zhen said casually, "What about you? "

Uncle Maori is still drinking," Conan said a little depressed, "I really can't be convinced, knowing that he is about to give a speech, and he drunk himself, maybe he will end up with a big ugly again." Uncle

Maori is not afraid of being ugly, what are you afraid of?" said Tang Zhen with a smile.

"Conan, you're here!" then the little girl Suzuko Mikami ran over, put her arm around Conan and said, "There's nothing to see here, let's go, I'll take you to a fun place!"

"The back of the stage, it's much more interesting than here. The little girl happily pulled Conan and ran towards the back of the civic hall.

Tang Zhen looked at the two who were running far away, and wandered in a different direction, he was not interested in playing with children, especially the little girl was still the village chief of the island.

After turning to the back door of the civic hall, Tang Zhen suddenly noticed two figures in the forest on the other side.

One was a thin man with long hair, and the other was an observer from the previous travel agency, as if he was calling Uehara or something.

"Long time no see, Aoki," Uehara of the travel agency stopped the man, took off his sunglasses and looked fiercely at him whose hair covered half of his face, "but I will never forget your face!"

"I don't know what you're talking about," the man seemed startled when he saw Uehara, "I'm just a lighthouse guard, my name is Binda..."

Uehara lifted the man's collar, lifted his hair to reveal half of his terrifying face, and then the two argued a few more words and separated.

At this time, Maori Kogoro's speech was about to begin, Tang Zhen looked thoughtfully at the back of that bintian, and then he did not stay here longer, came to the place where he had eaten before, and saw that Maori Kogoro was ready to go on stage.

"Can Uncle Maori really do this?" looked at the drunken Maori Kogoro, Tang Zhen came to Xiaolan a little speechless and asked.

"I don't know, I hope there won't be any moths in the end." With such an unincongruous father on the stall, Xiaolan felt powerless.

In the Civic Hall Auditorium, the small venue was crowded with villagers, and a banner reading "Detective Mori Kogoro Lecture" was pulled on the stage in front of it, and there was a large colored ball hanging from a streamer.