Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

The next day, it was already afternoon Gao Cheng walked out of Kyoto Station with a bag. Speaking of what blind date party he attended when he came to Kyoto last time, he was involved in the studio murder.

As for this time...

Gao Cheng looked at the large garden next to him.

"Why the daughter of the dignified Suzuki consortium will follow the uncle..."

"Oh, of course I want to visit Kyoto with Xiaolan. I heard that the cherry blossoms here are very beautiful," Yuanzi said, avoiding the sight, "Besides, I've never been to Kyoto when I grow up..."

"A liar?"

Uncle Maori calmly looked at Xiaolan who was very excited, especially Conan who was following Xiaolan.

"Listen, I brought you here with kindness. Don't hinder my work these days!"

"it is good!"

Conan promised, with a face like a good-looking baby, he watched the uncle beating his heart, and turned to Gao Chengdao in a dull voice: "I said the city boy, are you with us or what should you do?"

Gao Cheng said indifferently: "Let's go to the Sanneng Temple first. Maybe the other party asked the uncle to investigate something related to Genji Firefly.

"Huh," the uncle said, "Say it first, and you will listen to me after going over."

"no problem."

Outside Shanneng Temple, two taxis stopped at the door, and Gao Cheng and his uncle got out of the car one after another.

I can faintly see the cherry blossoms outside. I heard from the driver's brother that the Sanneng Temple is very famous in the vicinity. The Buddha statues and cherry blossoms in the temple are very popular. Just a few days later, the main Buddha in the temple will be 12 years old A day of consecration.

Entering from the entrance of the temple and crossing the stone road, you will see a group of people talking in the middle of the wide courtyard, among them there are two monks.

"Mr. Maori!" A young monk noticed the uncle, and hurriedly greeted him and shook hands with the uncle and introduced, "Thank you for coming from afar. I am the Long Yuan who contacted you. As for this is the abbot of the temple, Yuanhai..."

The old monk who followed him folded his hands and bowed.

"These three are the benefactors of this temple," the young monk Ryuyuan continued to introduce several other guests. "Mr. Sakura Masazo is an ancient art merchant. He runs an antique shop on Teramachi Road. Next to this is Noh Wake. The young master, Mr. Harutaro Mizuo, and the last one is Mr. Okawa Saijo who runs a secondhand bookstore."

The introduced ancient art merchant Sakura Zheng is fat, wearing glasses, and the fat on her face reveals the smoothness of the merchant. He casually compliments the Maori uncle, but the two next to him are neither sought after nor indifferent.

The Young Master Shuiwake is a young man with short and medium hair, wearing a kimono, and nodding lightly in front of Uncle Maori. He is quite a young master, while the old bookstore owner called Saijo Okawa looks like a nerd. Wearing a pair of round glasses on his thin face, he looks the most kind.

"Hello, please advise."

"Haha," the old monk said with a smile, "not so much as a benefactor, in fact, we are all like kendo."

"You are all practicing kendo," Uncle Maori said in surprise, "No wonder the abbot is so tough."

"kendo?"

Gao Cheng stood behind and didn't mean to introduce himself, but couldn't help but think again and again.

The murderer this time is a master of kendo. Perhaps Kyoto can really find out something. After all, compared with Tokyo and Osaka, the traditional atmosphere of Kyoto is undoubtedly the deepest, and of course it also includes the inheritance of kendo.

Sometimes there is even a feeling of going back to ancient Japan...

"Then, Mr. Maori," Long Yuan took the initiative to lead the way, "I will take you to see the situation."

"Also."

"That..." Saijo Okawa looked at Gao Cheng passing by, unexpectedly opened his mouth, but couldn't ask.

"That young man looked familiar," Sakura Masazo's face flashed a little doubt, "Is it Mr. Mori's son-in-law?"

"Probably……"

"What?" After separating from Ying Zhengzao and others, Uncle Maori followed Long Yuan into the main hall, "The Lord Buddha was stolen?!"

"Yes, it's been 8 years ago." Long Yuan opened the altar, revealing the only two remaining Buddha statues. "On the left is the statue of Sunlight Bodhisattva, and on the right is the statue of Moonlight Bodhisattva. The medicine master Tathagata was originally placed in the middle. The Buddha was stolen...I originally advocated calling the police immediately, but was stopped by the abbot. He said that if there is fate, maybe one day I can meet again with the Medicine Master Tathagata Buddha."

"He really wants to go," Uncle Maori was unable to complain. "But the day after tomorrow, the general public will be allowed to visit, right? To find the eight-year-old Buddha statue in these few days, this is also..."

Long Yuan led the crowd to the Piandian Temple and handed a letter without stamps to the uncle: "In fact, just five days ago, I found a letter in the mailbox in the temple."

"I didn't put a stamp on it, and didn't write who the sender was. It's a fool..."

Uncle Maori opened the envelope and took out two pieces of letter paper from the inside. It said "As long as you solve the mystery of this painting, you will know where the Buddha statue is." The original photo of the Medicine Master Tathagata Buddha is included.

"What are these paintings?"

As Long Yuan poured tea and went out, the uncle frowned and put it in front of Gao Cheng without mind.

"Cityman, what do you think?"

"Please, uncle, I have the most headache about secret signs..."

Gao Cheng looked at the drawing paper with his eyes folded.

The overall look looks like the steps of a doll's shelf for Hinamatsuri. The top five floors are painted with red cicadas, green tengu and red goldfish, and the fourth floor is a yellow chicken and yellow loach, with an ink dot next to it.

Below it is between the second and third floors, painted with violets, green tengu and purple Mount Fuji, and there is an acorn outside.

It is very likely that Genji Hotaru who stole the Buddha statue from Sanno Temple back then, but now, eight years later, why did he send such a letter?

Gao Cheng muttered in his heart.

I don’t know if it will be related to the recent killings...

The garden leaned closer and said, "The loach is still painted in yellow, and it looks disgusting..."

"It's so hard to understand," Xiao Lan worried. "Dad, did you really find a Buddha statue before the day after tomorrow?"

"Uh," Uncle Maori said with a sweat, and braced his face, "Don't worry, this kind of riddle will be solved if your dad comes out! Uh, I said Kioto, you are not investigating the Genji Hotaru The case? I think the case of the disappearance of the Buddha may be related to them, so I will take you with me."

Gao Cheng is full of black lines.

This person really speaks...

"To be honest, I still don't understand," Gao Cheng said, looking outside the Buddhist temple, "How come the monk at Sanneng Temple came to find the uncle? The reputation of Hattori in Kyoto should not be small? And that fellow There has always been no commission fee..."

"Hi, what's the matter?" Uncle Maori smiled frankly, "How can that little boy compare to me, the number one detective in Japan?"

"Ha ha……"

Gao Chenghe and Cha Xiaoai glanced at each other next to him.

"Speaking of Hattori," Xiaolan suddenly remembered, "I talked to He Ye on the phone before coming here, and she explained that she can take us to Kyoto tomorrow..."

Conan raised his head and asked, "Will Hattori be here too?"

"This ~www.NovelMTL.com~ she persuaded the ministry that there is still something to do, and may not come."

"It's okay that the cursed guy doesn't come," Uncle Maori stared at the drawing paper and waved his hand. "You guys will go outside tomorrow, and leave the investigation to my expert... and the city. Boy."

Gao Cheng reluctantly looked at Conan who was silent next to him.

I don't know if the uncle is pulling himself to help, or just looking for some comfort, anyway, he is confused about the mystery of the picture, and it seems that Conan has no clue.

"Uncle," Gao Cheng suggested, "Would you like to ask someone who is familiar with Kyoto to ask about the situation? If it is Genji Hotaru who stole the Buddha statue, it may be related to Yoshitsune or Benkei."

Uncle Maori jumped his brows and touched his chin to study the drawing again: "It makes sense, then we should look for it in Kyoto tomorrow. Maybe this is a treasure map... Haha, I'm so smart. Up!"

"..."