But judging from the calm appearance of Mao Lilan and Richard Moore, they obviously didn’t know that he was alert to sneak out in the middle of the night → he had no cards to be turned over → he was put back in place.
This made Conan wonder whether what he saw yesterday really happened or was he dreaming.
If it happens, it will leave a mark-even a mute who is good at keeping quiet can’t be silent.
Thinking of this, Conan asked Mao Lilan, who was pulling him next to him, "Sister Xiaolan, did you hear any abnormal noise last night?"
"That ….." Mao Lilan, he means Richard Moore called.
She scratched her face and was embarrassed to sell her father. "I tried on a foggy dog mask when I went to wash my hands at two o’clock in the morning, but I didn’t expect to scare my father and he shouted."
"… what don’t call me to accompany you? Is it because I was not there at that time? " Conan asked
"How could it not be?" What did the children in Mao Lilan dream of going out for adventure? "You were so fast asleep that I couldn’t wake you up and took my dad."
"Really? Haha, that may be because I was too tired from playing yesterday." Conan had a quick laugh and soon his face sank. He knew very well that he couldn’t sleep like that under normal circumstances.
That is to say, it really happened that I wandered around in the middle of the night and met the young man and was put down again.
….. What is his purpose? Go to the old abbot’s room to dig up materials so that you can write a report?
But what does a small ruined temple have to keep secret even if it confuses passers-by?
Unlike Conan, who had enough sleep, showing them the way was very sleepy and yawned all the way.
Conan is confused. I didn’t expect to see Mu Nian and Tun Nian through the door. These two people also yawned.
"Is there any late-night physical activity in your temple?" Richard Moore, of course, also noticed that he was curious to look at this group of monks.
As a result, when Mu Nian heard this question, he was angry and hammered at the square table.
"Not just yesterday there was a man in the middle of the night ghost call! It’s a pity that when we get there, the man has disappeared. If I catch him, I will definitely beat him up! "
Tunnian nodded "Amitabha" with a pair of eyes.
"…" Richard Moore eyes a wave dare not speak.
I’ve been waiting for Xiunian to set the meal, and the white stone and red leaves haven’t arrived yet.
Xiunian was about to go out to look for it again when she suddenly heard a frightened scream.
This is a wide pronunciation.
Several monks looked at each other for a moment, jumped up and rushed to the brig. Maori and others also quickly followed.
When you push the door to the place, you will see that Kuan Nian is frightened to the ground and is shaking, pointing to the brig. "Day, dog …! Foggy dog is coming again! ！”
As soon as Conan rushed in and looked up, he saw an old man hanging from the high beam and his beard blowing in with the window and the breeze drifting.
The abbot Tian Yong is dead.
Conan stopped breathing for a moment and suddenly turned to look at the white stone coming down the corridor.
Last night in the middle of the night-this man once appeared at the door of the deceased.
……
This time, there was no such tragic situation as "the line was cut"
After calling the police, the police department arrived soon with people.
"When you died, it was found that the body was Kuan Nian Master at about 4: 00 to 6: 00 in the morning, and you people …" You looked at the first crowd in Richard Moore "and rushed over, didn’t you?"
He and this Ministry haven’t seen each other for several years, but recently I don’t know why, and the number of times I have seen him is a little more strange-it’s always at the crime scene.
See Richard Moore grinning a little bit leader dusk police consciousness to look to the side to find out if there is a white stone, black detective or Kudou Shinichi class … It’s a pity that failed.
With a sigh.
Police officers around the world are used to seeing Richard Moore and picking up an excellent detective to help him solve the case. Unfortunately, it seems that there is no such thing this time.
But it’s a good thing this time it’s not a detective. It should be suicide
"two years ago, I also came here to report to the police. It was a complete case. The deceased seemed to be a young monk named Zhong Nian.
"There was a big hole in the wall, and the top beam was covered with dust, and then there was …"
Just talking about this burst of crying, the scene rang
At dusk, the police department turned to look at the woman crying next to her. "Yes, and this lady threw herself on the body and cried."
Conan wandered around trying to solve the truth of the case while listening to the story told by the police department at dusk
After several laps, Conan smiled confidently after picking up a window fragment stained with tape on the grass outside the temple.
He has completely understood the prisoner’s modus operandi and found the evidence-that is, the fingerprints stuck on the tape.
Next, you have to compare it with the dumb fingerprint, and you can draw a conclusion immediately.
Chapter 12 Whose face did you steal?