Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

Wow, all I need is a handkerchief to cosplay as Sister Pomegranate from Yihongyuan.

Complaints aside, this greedy old monk is still very sensible!

"Great~ I want to drink more!" Kogoro Mouri suddenly looked up and shouted.

Everyone:......

(Ask for monthly ticket)

Chapter 125: The more you try to hide, the more obvious it becomes

The peaceful temple welcomes six extraordinary travelers.

To be precise, there were four "ordinary" passengers and two patrolling Grim Reapers.

The old monk was extremely happy. It was so hard to get tourists here, so he should take advantage of them.

At this time, the sound of footsteps was heard, and three more monks ran out. They looked to be around twenty years old.

"I am the abbot of Shanni Temple, Monk Tianyong." After introducing himself, Monk Tianyong introduced his four disciples to Xiachuan and the other six people.

Then he rubbed his hands impatiently, and his white mustache moved to the sides, revealing a wrinkled smile.

With the conical hat on and the hunched body, he looks like a wretched old man.

"Six guests, six people staying overnight for a total of 60,000, including two meals tonight and tomorrow morning. Who will pay?"

"Why is it so expensive?" Yoel frowned, feeling that he had come across a shady shop.

Another unscrupulous businessman?

"That's not expensive at all." Monk Tianyong said with a smile, "There is no one living in the area of ​​Shanni Mountain for dozens of kilometers. The only place where you can stay is our Shanni Temple."

After that, he walked outside and pointed at the sky covered with dark clouds and said, "Look at the sky, it's going to rain soon. The mud mountains in the rainy season are still very dangerous. The ground is slippery and the mountain is fragile. It is not suitable to go down the mountain in this weather, whether walking or driving."

Rumble~

The sudden thunder seemed to echo Monk Tianyong's words, and the lightning that followed illuminated half of his old face.

“And there’s a legend about the Fog Tengu in Shanni Mountain. The Fog Tengu likes to attack travelers in the rainy mountains, especially the two young ladies.

Also, children are their main target, as Tengu particularly likes children.

You see, this guest is still drunk, I don’t recommend him to go down the mountain in this state.”

"A licking dog? Father, what kind of dog is a licking dog? Is it the same as Bond? Why don't we raise a licking dog? It's a bit lonely for Bond to look after the house alone."

"..."

"It's a Tengu, not a licking dog!" Monk Tianyong corrected: "Mist Tengu is a very dangerous monster, how can you keep it at home. You know, the villagers nearby go to Shanni Mountain every year to worship the Mist Tengu for peace, children must not talk nonsense~"

Monk Tianyong stretched his head in front of Aniya and said softly: "Be sure to hold your mother tightly when you sleep at night~"

"what--"

A sudden scream scared everyone

Xia Chuan looked back and saw Xiaolan collapsed on the ground, looking at the dark forest behind her in horror.

Uh......

Monk Tianyong didn't scare Anya, but he scared Xiaolan from a distance. It looks like she will have nightmares tonight.

"Are you okay, Xiaolan?" Yoel helped her up and said jokingly, "You are too frightened. It's obvious that Tianyong is joking."

"No, no, look behind, there's someone!"

Xiaolan was extremely terrified. When the lightning just flashed, she saw a figure flash by across the bridge behind her.

But how could there still be people in the mountains at this time? Coupled with the noise they made when they came, Xiaolan felt that they and their group must have been targeted by the so-called Mist Tengu.

"I say, six of you, you should stay here. Sixty thousand is really not expensive. The scenery of our Shanni Temple is very nice."

Xia Chuan did not answer immediately, but looked back.

However, it was too dark and the mist affected my vision, so I couldn't see anything.

Maybe Xiaolan just saw it wrong because she was scared.

At this time, a hazy drizzle had begun to fall outside, and it seemed that the rain was gradually getting heavier. The cold wind made people feel chilly.

"Okay!" Xia Chuan nodded and took out six Natsume Soseki cards from his pocket and handed them over, saying, "If Shanni Temple can give me a pleasant experience, I will offer six more Natsume Soseki cards to Master Jianzhen as incense money when I leave."

Monk Tianyong's eyes lit up, and he took the money with a smile: "Of course, we won't bring a bad experience to the guests. There are only six guests tonight, and we will offer the best service!"

Xia Chuan suspected that this guy might have worked as a hotel manager before becoming a monk, or he might have studied hotel management in college.

It's quite customary, but he likes this service attitude.

As for the next six pictures of Natsume Soseki...

Haha, let’s wait until Monk Tianyong survives today.

Afterwards, led by the eldest disciple Kuan Nian, they came to the living room.

There are two rooms in total, one for three girls and one for three boys.

Xia Chuan rubbed his nose and frowned, "Master Kuan Nian, I can pay more, but we need three rooms."

Kogoro Mouri smells of alcohol, so let him sleep in a room by himself.

Conan also nodded repeatedly. Uncle Maori not only reeked of alcohol, but also snored very loudly when he fell asleep after drinking. This troubled him for a long time.

Kuan Nian smiled and said, "No need to pay extra, we have plenty of rooms here."

After saying that, Kuan Nian gestured to Xiunian next to him to clean up a room.

As for Mu Nian and Tun Nian, they were assigned to cook.

Monk Tianyong is the abbot, so he doesn't have to worry about these things. He just needs to wait for dinner.

"Hey, what is this place?"

Anya peeked at the door of a room in the corridor for a long time, then she stood on tiptoe to open the antique door lock, pushed the door open and walked in.

Conan also followed with curiosity.

A locked house looks suspicious at first glance! Maybe a case has happened here before. This is the intuition of a famous detective.

"That room!" Kuan Nian's face changed drastically: "You can't go in here..."

However, neither of the two little brats showed any sign of being obedient.

Kuan Nian hurriedly followed him in, and felt relieved when he saw that the two children were just standing in the room looking around, not touching anything.

"What's wrong with this room?"

Uncle Maori was sleeping like a dead dog, so Xiachuan had to go up and push the plot by himself.

"No, it's okay. I'm just worried that the children will run around. The temple is right next to the cliff, so there is still a certain degree of danger." Kuan Nian looked unhappy and did not explain further.

"Hey, Master Kuannian, the wooden door in this place seems to be a different color from the wooden boards in other places." Conan asked with his cute face.

"It was broken for some reason before, so we asked a carpenter to come and repair it later."

Monk Kuannian obviously didn't want to stay in this room any longer, and waved to everyone to come out quickly.

Aniya listened to Kuan Nian's thoughts seriously, and then whispered, "Could it be that someone died? Hanging someone from the beams? Didn't Master Xiu Nian just say that the Mist Tengu would hang the humans they caught from high places and strangle them to death with ropes?"

Kuan Nian became even more panicked, but since these guys were all financial sponsors, he still forced an ugly smile and explained.

"Mist Tengu is just a legend. Let's go to the temple and pay our respects to Master Jianzhen first..."

As he said that, he walked forward, pushed the two children out, and then carefully locked the door.

Conan held his chin with his hand and his face became solemn. This monk Kuannian was obviously trying to cover up something. Something must have happened in this place.

It seems that I have to ask Dr. Agasa to investigate this later.

I don’t know whether this old temple deep in the mountains has telephone access.

Chapter 126 Koizumi Hongzi: Are we poking at the devil’s lair?

Xia Chuan crossed his arms and said nothing.

Conan has become suspicious, so he is no longer needed next. I have to praise Conan's initiative here.

By the way, a young monk had indeed died in this room before, and the murderer was the monk Tianyong who had just deceived people.

However, Monk Tianyong's killing methods were rather imaginative, so the case has never been solved.

In fact, this case is quite outrageous, so when I mention cherry blossoms, temples, and Natsukawa waterfalls, I think of this case.

The specific method is that Abbot Tianyong knocked the little monk unconscious and put him in a kayak. He then diverted the waterfall from the second-floor corridor into the skylight of the room, and used the buoyancy of the water to float the kayak to the roof beam.

Because the water flow was not strong, it seemed to take six or seven hours for the waterfall to fill the room.

When the water level reaches a certain height, they hang the little monk on the beam with a rope, then run to the first floor to chisel down the wooden wall near the railing to release the water.

In this way, Mist Tengu's method of killing people by hanging them up without going through the beams on the second floor was completed.

A few years ago, the police could not find out the cause of death because there was no sign of the dust on the beam being touched, so they classified the little monk's death as suicide.

It was believed that the young monk climbed under the beam with a rope and then hanged himself.

The police even found a very reasonable reason for the suicide.

The childhood sweetheart was betrothed by the abbot to the heir of a big temple...quite a melodrama.

However, this method is too outrageous.

Most of the Shanni Temple is made of wood. Although it also has brick walls, in order to get people onto the beams, this room would have to hold at least 72 tons of water.

In other words, this room was able to withstand 72 tons of water without exploding.

This is a century-old temple. Even if it has been repaired later, it is unreasonable.

Well, even if it can withstand it, when the wooden door that Conan noticed is smashed open to release the water, the entire room will be completely washed away due to the huge water pressure.

However, in reality, it only made a small hole, which is super unscientific!

There is nothing much to explain, it's a waste of brainpower, Xia Chuan can only attribute it to science.

While he was thinking about the case, Kuan Nian had already brought a few people to the Buddhist temple.

The Buddhist hall is made entirely of wood and appears a bit old due to the erosion of time, but the display style is very eye-catching, with green lamps, ancient Buddhas, and curling green smoke. The most eye-catching thing is a red Tengu mask placed under the statue of Jianzhen Buddha.

"What is this mask?" Xia Chuan asked puzzledly.

He remembered that there was a foggy Tengu mask in Sanni Temple, but shouldn’t this mask be placed in the toilet?

Kuan Nian smiled and said, "The villagers nearby have the habit of worshipping Mist Tengu, so we have enshrined a Mist Tengu mask in our Buddhist temple. Don't underestimate it because it looks ordinary. It is an old item that has been passed down since the temple was built a hundred years ago.

There have been many incidents of Mist Tengu attacking humans in Shanni Mountain. Later, some villagers found this mask and enshrined it. Since then, there has been no more incidents of Mist Tengu injuring people.

There seems to be a legend that says a powerful Onmyoji passed by and killed Mist Tengu, and imprisoned his soul in this mask.

People were grateful for the merits of this powerful man, so they enshrined the mask here.

The specific reason is no longer verifiable, but the mask of Mist Tengu has been left in Shanni Temple until now, and it has a history of more than a hundred years.

Xiaolan tightened her clothes and asked timidly: "Is it really okay to enshrine the Mist Tengu mask here? Will it happen at night..."

“Should, shouldn’t.” Kuan Nian himself was a little unconfident. After all, such a strange thing happened two years ago. It was hard to say whether it was caused by a problem with Mist Tengu’s mask.

At this moment, there was a sound suddenly coming from outside.

The crisp footsteps came from far away, as if every step gave people a feeling of being superior.

Everyone looked towards the door. The footsteps did not sound like those of a monk in the temple. The monks in the temple all wore cloth shoes, so they would not make such loud noises when they walked.

Soon, a long-legged girl dressed a bit like Cleopatra came into view.

The weather is so cool in this kind of weather, isn’t it really cold?

Xia Chuan looked him up and down and roughly knew the identity of this person.

"Hey, let me ask you how you treat guests at Shanni Temple. I've been shouting outside for a long time, but no one is paying attention to me?"

The girl fiddled with her long red hair, and walked into the Buddhist hall with her long legs over one meter long, making a crisp sound as she stepped on her high heels.

She didn't care that there were so many people here. She just sat on a wooden chair nearby, crossed her legs, folded her arms across her chest, and looked at Kuan Nian: "The hospitality of your Shanni Temple is really disappointing."

When she spoke, the cobra headdress on her head revealed human-like dead fish eyes, which felt like a reflection of a girl's expression.

"Miss, you are..."

Kuan Nian was completely confused. Where did this woman come from? She acted like she was treating her as her own family. Did he pay the money?