Although he was beaten, his safety was finally guaranteed, and Conan's curiosity was revived again.

He remembered that Shiraishi and Hongye had been looking at the roof just now, so he slipped in and took a look, and was surprised by its exaggerated height: "Why do you want to build it so high?"

"Because this is a confinement room." The short-statured Xiu Nian walked over from the other side of the corridor with his hands behind his back. Supper was ready, and he came to call some guests for dinner.

But the guests have many questions.

Mouri Kogoro walked into the room with a strange look, knocked on the thick wall first, and then quickly noticed the repair marks on the wall: "Is this the hole that the monk dug when he escaped? …”

"The donor really likes to joke, how could it be broken with bare hands." Xiunian shook his head.

Seeing several people were very curious, he explained: "It was smashed by the foggy dog, that was before I entered the temple, on a rainy night..."

"Xiu Nian!" Kuan Nian immediately rushed in to interrupt when he heard something was wrong. He looked angry and scared, "Don't say such things to the guests, come out! Let's go to dinner."

Shiraishi glanced at Kuan Nian.

Too suspicious to be excluded from the killer list.

However, it is possible to add him to the suspect list of victims.

…

The protagonists didn't know why Kuan Nian reacted so violently, but it was really wrong to rush around in the temple, and a few people left the room in embarrassment and went to the place to eat.

Although the accommodation fee is relatively dark, the food here is not bad. The food is very fresh and wild vegetables, and the old-fashioned three-sided table is used.

Masked state will not feel hungry, and you will not be able to eat without removing the mask.

Shiraishi really wanted to serve the food and sneak back to the room to try it out, but he had to identify the murderer before everyone parted, otherwise the unlucky **** of the deceased would probably not survive tonight, and the honest person who did it would also be charged with murder, causing the mission to fail.

Therefore, he also went to the restaurant and watched the monks chat from a close distance.

Several monks have fixed seats, and the other small tables are for the guests. Hong Ye was originally sitting on the edge, and Shiraishi was about to sit next to her. Mouri Kogoro teleported over and sat down, nothing happened. Approach as if it happened: "The weather is so nice tonight."

"..." Shiraishi looked at the crackling rain outside the window, and listened to the howling wind, and sat silently in the seat next to him.

Conan instinctively chose the seat farthest from Hongye, and Maurilan glared at her father with murderous eyes, and sat down heavily on the only remaining seat.

Picking up the chopsticks and taking a few mouthfuls of rice, Mao Lilan suddenly felt wrong.

She turned her head to look at Baishi, but saw that the young man who said few words did not take off his mask, but was bored and poked the lotus root in the bowl with his chopsticks. She asked curiously, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

Most of the detective's partners are more outgoing, which may be more convenient to trigger the plot.

Shiraishi glanced at her and shook his head. Hongye also noticed the situation here and helped explain:

"Don't worry about him, he..." After all, the new employee is not Shiraishi, and it's not so quick to lie and talk, time is running out, Hongye glanced at the bowl in front of Shiraishi, and subconsciously said the most striking thing: "He is allergic to rice. "

"!?" Mouri Kogoro was stunned. Although he had indeed heard of such a person, this was the first time he had seen one alive. He turned to look at Shiraishi, "Then what do you usually eat?"

The skinny monk Mu Nian opposite also raised his head and got up very upset: "Why didn't you tell me earlier! I have to cook noodles for you again."

Hongye knew very well why Shiraishi didn't eat and lied. After she started it, it went smoothly. She blurted out, "No, I'm allergic to wheat too."

"..." The whole table looked at Baishi as if they were immortals. The old abbot raised his eyebrows twice and asked him with a little bit of service mentality, "What on earth can you eat?"

"Millet."

It was Hongye who answered again. She casually compiled a food that is not so often available in the island country, and then cut off the topic with the embarrassed faces of the monks:

"Don't worry, we've already eaten in the car, and we're here just because we don't want to sleep in the car."

The monks breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is that really the case?" Conan stopped his hand to pick vegetables suspiciously.

His eyes stopped for a while on Momiji, who made him feel dangerous, and then looked at Shiraishi. If there was a Moori Kogoro between the two now, Momiji's hands were also exposed on the table, and he was not holding a gun. , Conan almost suspected that Shiraishi was kidnapped: "Uncle, why have you been silent?"

Shiraishi glanced at Hongye and continued to wait for the interim spokesperson to explain, but Kogoro Mouri had a well-informed guess.

He took the chopsticks and kept a little bit of Conan in the air: "Don't inquire about other people's privacy! Eat well!"

After bowing his head and taking two bites, he turned his head again and said to Hongye with a piece of lotus root, "Beautiful young lady, look at this tender lotus root, does it look like your slender hand..."

"Dad! Don't disturb others either!"

Mao Lilan's head was very angry, but at the same time she was angry, she was also a little lucky.

Such an earthy way to strike up a conversation, except for his mother, no one will pay attention to him...

…

Halfway through the meal, Conan finally turned his attention from Shiraishi and other suspicious people, and remembered another thing he cared about.

He asked a few monks who were chatting on the opposite side: "By the way, I always wanted to ask - what is a foggy dog?"

"!" Kuan Nian's very existence eyebrows twitched again, not only him, but other monks also reacted abnormally.

"Fog Tengu" did bring a little bit of popularity to this little broken temple.

Regarding this unique signboard, Abbot Tianyong is not as secretive as his disciples:

"It's just an unfounded legend - this kind of tengu would sneak into the village like fog on rainy nights, break through the walls of people's houses, kidnap good people, and then fly to high places with their corpses to hang them for food .The kidnappers were all young girls with tender skin..."

Seeing that Mao Lilan's face was gradually turning blue, Abbot Tian Yong felt a sense of accomplishment in telling stories.

He suddenly pointed at Mao Lilan: "Yes, just like you!"

Shiraishi only felt a gust of wind blowing across his face, and with a whimper, Mao Lilan hid behind him - on the other side was Conan, who was too small to stop her.

Abbot Tianyong was amused by the little girl's reaction, and waved his hand cheerfully: "Of course, this is just a legend, please don't take it to heart."

"But the legend may also be true."

The irritable monk Mu Nian suddenly became cowardly at this time, and he whispered, "Two years ago, there was a similar suspicious case, our temple..."

"Mu Nian!" Kuan Nian's wide eyebrows furrowed tightly again, Mu Nian glanced at the senior brother and stopped talking.

"Tell me, maybe we can help..."

I don't know when Mao Lilan has moved to the side of Maori Kogoro, hugging Maori Kogoro's arm tightly, always selling his father:

"My dad is a professional detective, and he will definitely be able to help you solve the mystery." If she can't solve it, she's afraid she won't be able to close her eyes tonight. This legend is too scary...

"Detective?" Mu Nian, who had already shut up, moved again.

But this time, the old monk stopped him: "When you are eating, don't talk about those disgusting people. You can't eat or sleep. I think you haven't arrived home from your practice."

Mu Nian and other moved companions lowered their heads. But soon he secretly glanced at Maori Kogoro again, and he didn't know whether he was on guard against him, or prepared to tell him stories in private for a while.

Shiraishi looked at the abbot and then at Kuan Nian, and felt that the two were on the same level, and they looked like the future deceased.

However, ~lightnovelpub.net~ is still more suspicious of the abbot.

- He was so happy to frighten people a minute ago, and then when he heard that Kogoro Mouri was a detective, he started to talk about "no food" in a serious manner, which was a bit inconsistent.

But just this level is not enough insurance...

Shiraishi looked at Hongye, raised his hand to attract her attention, and gestured a few times when she looked over.

If you are familiar with sign language, even if you don't have X carats, you will still have a feeling of a knot like a seal. Therefore, when Shiraishi was studying, he deliberately pursued hand speed. Even though he rarely used this skill, his movements are not unfamiliar now.

Hongye immediately understood, she picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth, reading what Shiraishi wanted to say: "We have heard some similar rumors, two, five...three...how many years?"

"..." Shiraishi originally wanted to express it within these few points in time, but he didn't seem to express it clearly. He waved his hand and redrawn.

This time, without waiting for Hongye to speak, Conan actually translated it first, and the more he spoke, the more solemn his expression became:

"A few years ago, a young monk in this monastery committed suicide, and his body was hung on the top beam of the confinement room. People thought he was missing at first, but only a few days later..."

"enough!"

Abbot Tianyong suddenly got up, the three-sided table in front of him was brought down, and the rice and vegetables were scattered on the floor, he said solemnly:

"One of our temple rules is that it is not allowed to talk about this in the temple, have you all forgotten!"

Seeing that Baishi stopped, Tianyong snorted angrily, waved his sleeves and turned away: "When the meal time is over, immediately go back to the room to sleep, go now! Otherwise, leave my temple!"

Looking at the back of him leaving, Shiraishi came to the conclusion he wanted.

There is only one truth - the future dead is you!