People Are in Rice Flowers, the Male God of Tea Art at the Beginning

"Then, let me introduce to you a few monks in this temple."

"This is the elder brother who has practiced the longest - Kuan Nian!"

"This guy looks quite fat and eats a lot, but he is a good cook. He is the monk in charge of cooking vegetarian food in our Shanni Temple - Tun 717 Nian!"

"This one is a monk who is good at carpentry and is very dexterous. He is responsible for all the repair work of Ben dead - Mu Nian!"

"And this, the newcomers who just arrived at the temple this year, although they are not very skilled, they are still quite smart - Xiu Nian!"

The old monk introduced himself in a circle, and finally pointed to himself and said, "In the end, it's me, the host of Shanni Temple - Tianyong!"

After a vegetarian meal, the senior brother Kuan Nian and the younger junior brother Xiunian took them around the temple again.

Originally, Makoto Higashino was too lazy to go.

After all, he already knows exactly what will happen tomorrow.

However, according to Maori Kogoro, all the money is spent, and if you don't spend it, it won't go for nothing, and you mustn't waste it!

Soon it was getting dark and it was night.

As usual, Mouri Kogoro and Conan slept in the same room.

And Higashino Makoto slept in the same room with Xiaolan.

It happened to occupy the only two guest rooms in Shanni Temple, and there was only a wooden wall in the middle that was not soundproof.

"call--"

Conan let out a long sigh, trying to calm himself down as much as possible without thinking too much.

But…….

Chapter 99

the next day.

Conan had obvious dark circles under his eyes, and he was groggy and severely lacked sleep.

That rascal!

It must be intentional, intentional!

"Little devil, haven't you slept yet?"

"Isn't it possible that I couldn't sleep at all because of the story of the foggy dog ​​last night?"

"Hahaha... a kid is a kid, it's really useless!"

Mouri Kogoro patted Conan's head like a ball.

"I can't sleep, but it's half your credit!"

Conan muttered softly.

There was a strange uncle sleeping beside him, and he snored all night, sleeping like a dead pig.

In addition, there is another half of the reason next door, which makes him restless and can't sleep at all.

"Master Xiunian, you look sleepy too!"

Mouri Kogoro asked curiously.

"Last night in the room, I studied the scriptures all night, but I didn't sleep much."

Xiu Nian rubbed his eyes and explained.

"what--"

Mu Nian next to him also yawned.

"Did Master Mu Nian stay up too late?"

Mauri Kogoro asked.

"It's not because you're snoring too loudly!"

"Even if I sleep next door, I can hear it clearly!"

Mu Nian couldn't help but yell.

"Hehehe... Yes, is there such a noise?"

Mouri Kogoro smiled awkwardly.

"If you don't believe me, ask Tunnian?"

Mu Nian pointed at Tun Nian, who was staring at him with murderous expression.

"By the way, Master Kuannian?"

Mouri Kogoro looked around, but he didn't see Kanian and the abbot.

"Brother Kuannian went to find the abbot."

"I couldn't see the abbot anywhere this morning. I guess he was hiding in a room and drinking secretly. ¨!"

Tun Nian said dazedly, with a weak look.

"what--"

At this time, a harsh scream came from outside.

Tono Makoto snorted and stood up.

He knew - Conan came to collect people!

Tun Nian: "Just now, it was Kuan Nian's voice!"

Xiu Nian: "It seems to be in the training room!"

"Practice room?"

Maori Kogoro looked serious, and a few hurried over.

And Conan next to him, who was drowsy just now, suddenly regained his spirits, and also quickly followed.

The dark and gloomy training room was once used to detain monks and punish them, which is equivalent to a prison in a temple.

A few people rushed in, only to find Kuan Nian sitting on the ground with a pale face, fingers trembling pointing to the ceiling.

"That, that is..."

Mouri Kogoro swallowed.

Master Tianyong, the abbot of Shanni Temple, hangs on a beam six or seven meters high, sticks his tongue out, his eyes are wide, and he has been hanged to death.

……

Soon, the black and white panda police car stopped at the gate of Shanni Temple.

Several police officers took pictures and searched for evidence, and the forensic doctor was conducting autopsy work.

"so……"

"Brother Maori, why are you this guy again?"

The police officer glared at him fiercely.

Every time I meet this guy, it's always bad.

On a rare Sunday, I was supposed to be in the Metropolitan Police Department's office, eating hot pot and singing songs.

Now, he had to drive for more than an hour, exhausted and hurried to see the monk in a temple in the deep mountains and forests.

Moreover, it was an old monk who was hanged alive.

"Hehehe... Police Department, I didn't expect to see you here."

Maori Kogoro is snoring haha.

I haven't worked as a criminal police officer for many years, but recently I can see this kind-hearted old leader in various places, occasions, and time periods from time to time.

"The police department, the deceased is Master Tianyong, the abbot of Shanni Temple. The time of death is estimated to be between 10:12 and [*]:[*] last night. The person who found the body was Master Kuanian, a monk in the temple."

The police officer next to him reported the preliminary search results.

"So, there are a total of 5 monks in the temple, excluding the deceased Master Tian Yong, there are 4 monks."

"As for the four of you..."

"The main search object, let's lock it on these four monks first!"

Officer Mu Mu looked at them and sighed helplessly.

".¨Fog Tengu!"

"It must be the foggy dog ​​to kill again!"

Mu Nian screamed in horror.

"Mist, fog, fog tengu?"

Xiaolan was so frightened that she hurriedly threw herself into Makoto Higashino's arms, looking at Conan with envy.

"Mu Nian!"

Kuan Nian shouted, as if reminding.

"It's time like this, what else can't be said?"

"Two years ago, it was exactly the same situation. Senior Brother Zhongnian was also hanged on the beam like this!"

"This training room is more than seven meters high, and the beam is at least six meters high from the ground."

"No one can do it except the foggy tengu!"

Mu Nian's face was full of fear, afraid that the next one would be him.

"Yes, that monk died two years ago, as I remember it."

"The exact same death is here, and even the broken walls are the same as they are now."

Officer Mu Mu (Zhao Dezhao) nodded.