Chapter 892 The Cannibal Room
The man standing in front was slow for two seconds. He turned around and saw, as expected, that it was Goro Akechi.
"I am indeed a detective. But as you know, this is..."
"Ah, it is really you, the 'nemesis of crime' Detective Akechi, right?" The monk who stopped him became excited when he saw his positive face, "I saw you on TV, because there is only one character difference between your name and Akechi Kogoro, so I remembered it right away..."
Jimmy Hattori Heiji, who was watching the movement here, lowered his eyebrows and made a face: "He just said this morning, 'named by himself'. In other words, the name Akechi Goro was given to himself by himself, right? Sure enough, the layout has been made from this step..."
A name similar to that of a detective in mystery novels has a halo effect when it appears in the media. People easily remember his name and have the instinctive reaction that he must be a detective...
Name It had a brand effect from the beginning, and his identity as a detective was simply created for commercial marketing...
Tangze didn't speak, but just looked at him silently for a while, and then turned his eyes suggestively downward. .
Hattori Heiji, who was looking at him inexplicably, couldn't help but follow his movements and look down, and then he saw Conan's face.
When we first met, I tried to test whether Akechi Goro was a pseudonym, but was mocked by Edogawa Conan, who said that your naming logic was similar: "..."
"You're flattered." Goro Akechi, who was standing in front, showed a gentle smile, "So what do you want from me?"
"It's great to meet a famous detective like you here. A kind of fate. Please, can you help me solve a mystery?" The monk was a little excited when he received the response. He looked like he would have held Akechi's hand right away if he hadn't been holding the vegetables he had just bought. Shake a few times.
"This..." Mingzhi tilted his head, looking a little embarrassed.
"I will definitely not accept it." Hattori Heiji complained bluntly, "He has already said that he is a detective with 'high commercial value'. How much has the commission fee increased now?"
"That's not necessarily the case. Uncle's entrustment fees are no longer cheap now, and he still often helps the police without asking for anything in return." Conan crossed his arms and said in a fair tone, "Even if he wants to If you want to make money, you must first accumulate reputation. The reputation of a detective cannot be accumulated through paid commissions. As long as the police ask for help or meet by chance, Akechi Goro will still help.”
The nature of Mouri Kogoro is not much different, and the reason why Akechi charges more is purely due to the addition of image and media popularity.
“But this is not a definite case.” Hattori Heiji shook his head, “What if after spending a long time, it turns out to be an oolong, or just a small matter, looking for cats and dogs. Well, isn't that disappointing?"
"You sound quite experienced." Conan looked over.
"Why, I don't believe you haven't had this kind of problem before." Hattori Heiji looked back not to be outdone, "There's nothing you can do about it, high school detectives basically don't accept paid commissions... Previous That doesn’t count, he is just a high school student. He is not a high school student at all. It is not suitable to squeeze into this group.”
Whether Akechi’s character as a genius boy who graduated from college is true or not, he does not. It’s a given that he’s in school, and trying to join a high school detective is full of suspicions.
But if Akechi refuses, even though they will complain, they will still understand.
I suddenly stopped a detective on the road and caught him hoping that he would help me. It was full of the temperament of wanting to have sex for nothing, which was actually a bit embarrassing and offensive.
Sure enough, Akechi in front shook his head slightly.
"It's not my working time now. I want to participate in the Sakura Festival and relax a little from the busy work..." Halfway through, he looked over the monk's shoulder and saw the station. Conan and his group had been watching behind for who knows how long.
His eyes met Tang Ze.
Tangze picked up a bunch of dumplings, bit into one, and nodded with this action.
Xingchuan Hui changed his words when he reached his lips, and his tone slowed down again: "But you are right, it is fate that we met. Tell me what trouble you encountered?"
Seeing that Xingchuan Hui was coping with it very easily, Tang Ze chewed the dumplings in his mouth quickly and secretly praised him in his heart.
As expected of a guy who has been training for so long, Hoshikawa Teru has made rapid progress with him and the rest of the Phantom Thieves.
Since Tang Ze is really not good at being a detective, Tang Ze has given him some speech training. What should he ask for help if he encounters an unexpected case on the road or is caught by a passing policeman when Tang Ze is not around? , how to delay and refuse.
The rhetoric just used to deal with the young monk was part of the training content, and Xingchuan Hui was able to digest and use it at a reasonable speed.
Hoshikawa Teru's action was to confirm that Karasawa was available to help, so that he, the false detective, would not be exposed, but in the eyes of others, his turn had another meaning.
"Because you saw Uncle Mori and us, you suddenly want to maintain the image of a good detective?" Hattori Heiji touched his chin and guessed, "He really refused just now, I understood it correctly. Right."
He suddenly glanced at them and agreed immediately. This action was really provocative in the eyes of Hattori Heiji.
"No, not necessarily..." Conan glanced at Tangze from the corner of his eye.
Why did he feel that Akechi saw Karasawa here and his tone suddenly changed from a cold business talk to an active detective style? Does his image carry such a heavy burden?
"Wouldn't it be better to just go and ask?" Tang Ze shrugged, and without waiting for them to stop him, he raised his legs and walked forward.
The monk, who had no idea about the incident behind his back, breathed a sigh of relief when Goro Akechi agreed.
"I practice in a temple over there, and my Dharma name is Chuanjiu. A few days ago, a guest came to the temple to visit the abbot. As a result, she suddenly disappeared mysteriously in the room." refers to Pointing to the temple spire exposed under the cover of numerous cherry blossom trees, Chuanjiu's expression became strange as he spoke, "I feel that things are very strange, but I can't figure it out myself. I can only trouble smart people like you to think about it." I figured it out."
"Is it a missing persons case because of the mysterious disappearance?" Hattori Heiji, who came closer, adjusted his baseball cap and took over the conversation.
"But since you are a tourist, it is normal for you to leave without saying hello." Conan also came up, "What makes you feel something is wrong?"
"You two brats, don't talk to others. The client interrupted during the introduction!" Mouri Kogoro came over after seeing the movement and slapped each of them on the back of the head. It sounded very polite, but when he said this, he didn't stop walking towards them. It was not difficult to see that Chuanjiu's behavior of ignoring them just now really made him subtly unhappy.
Denkyu looked at the people gathered around him with a puzzled expression, and then at Akechi Goro, whose expression had not changed.
"Friend." Hoshikawa Teru replied briefly in a very calm tone, "I am also a detective."
"Oh, oh..." Denjiu scratched his bald head, although he didn't understand why he just After grabbing a detective, a truckload of detectives appeared. It looked like a special effect of a large number of detectives, but it wouldn't hurt to have a few more. He continued Conan's question and answered, "The guest was a long-haired female benefactor. Because she came very late, I treated her to stay overnight in the temple's courtyard. The next morning I prepared breakfast and went to her room to call her. When the time came, I found that she was no longer there. It was indeed possible that she left suddenly, but she didn’t take away any of her luggage, and..."
Chuanjiu looked around with some concern, lowered his voice subconsciously, and still couldn't help showing a frightened expression on his face. It was obvious that the scene had a big impact on him.
"Besides, the room is full of blood..." Chuanjiu raised his hand to cover his mouth and said vaguely, "The whole tatami is stained red, and it doesn't look like it has dried up yet. How do you see it? I’m afraid everyone who bleeds...”
Chuan Jiu has not been exposed to relevant scenes and knowledge, and he doesn’t know whether so much blood on the ground is life-threatening, but with his simple intuition Think about it, the situation is really bad enough.
"Do you suspect that she was attacked in the room, or simply died?" Hattori Heiji frowned.
"In this case, it would be easier to get results by calling the police directly rather than asking a detective on the road." Mouri Kogoro became a little more serious, "Have you called the police?"
"Of course! I definitely have this kind of common sense!" Chuanjiu said quickly, "I first went to the abbot to tell the matter, and then immediately called the police. But the result was that when the police arrived, there was no room in the room. There was nothing. All the blood stains disappeared. "Eh?" Mao Lilan, who had just followed casually to watch, couldn't help but cover her mouth when she realized that things were turning into urban legends. , "It's a lie, how could such a thing happen... Even if someone comes to deal with it temporarily, there won't be enough time. Shouldn't the Tokyo police arrive quickly?"
"It's faster. "It's a lesson in searching. They are used to it." Tang Ze warmly clarified for the police, "The main thing is that if they are dispatched, it is basically a criminal case. The nature of this case cannot be confirmed. It should be the police from the nearby police station. Let's go and take a look at the situation. It will indeed be slower."
"There is no trace at all? Can't it be detected by luminol reagents?" Hattori Heiji thought thoughtfully.
"...Although Luminol is not expensive, it also requires equipment and reagents, and it requires funding." Xingchuan Hui, who was ready to take advantage of the situation, couldn't help but speak when he heard this, "How could the police station prepare such a thing for the young police officers on duty?"* (Note)
"That means there is still a possibility that a case has occurred." Conan pondered, "Where is the abbot of your temple? What did he say? Visiting guests must have more contact with him than you, right?"
"The abbot said that I was wrong." Chuanjiu said this and sighed greatly. "He said that the guests must have gone back early in the morning. It was because I was not in good spirits in the morning and had hallucinations... But it is impossible. How could I imagine that the visiting guest died in the room for no reason..."
As he spoke, his face turned a little green: "What if someone commits a murder in the temple? The corpse hadn't had time to clean up the scene, so I went too early and crashed in... In mystery novels, I should be the next person to die..."
Several thoughts just unfolded in my mind. The detectives who were analyzing the possibility couldn't help but glance at him.
Yes, this guy recognized him immediately as Akechi Goro, who was active on TV. The reason was that his name was very similar to that of the famous detective in the novel, and he should indeed be a mystery enthusiast.
"Well, there is no conclusion from thinking here. Since you are so sure, then we might as well go to the temple and listen to what the abbot has to say." Hattori Heiji looked at the exposed spire and shouted at the others. He winked.
When the "crime occurred", apart from the young monk in front of him, there were only female tourists whose whereabouts were unknown and the abbot of the temple.
If it were really in a mystery novel, it would be almost obvious who the murderer is.
"Oh, so many detectives. Chuanjiu, what are you..."
After walking for a few minutes, we arrived at this small temple called Shengyue Temple. Lian received them and looked at his disciple with a look that was hard to explain.
He knew that Chuanjiu was worried about this matter, but it wasn't to the extent that so many people came, right?
I’m really worried that tourists will suspect it’s a marketing ploy for the temple...
“Well, um, something unexpected happened...” Chuan Jiuya pulled his sleeves a little awkwardly , "I just, really can't understand..."
"Guys, is it the strange rumor of 'my guests dissipate like morning mist' that has aroused your interest?" Shi Ren shook his head, "As I said, Denkyu, you just overslept a little that morning and couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality."
"This will only be known after we confirm it." Hattori Heiji He shrugged and said deliberately, "Did he hallucinate, or was it really a dead person who appeared, but you managed to get rid of the scene before the police came? Who knows without checking?"
He was worried that if a crime really happened, the abbot, whether he was the real culprit or simply wanted to avoid the temple being involved in a criminal case, would deliberately conceal the truth and prevent them from inspecting the scene. Tendency...
The presence or absence of the scene has a huge impact on the murder.
Even if the murderer is caught, asking the other party to confirm the scene and recount the crime and details are all important aspects of case investigation.
After receiving such a harsh comment, Abbot Shiren only glanced at Hattori Heiji lightly.
That look in his eyes was not so much the uneasiness or dissatisfaction of having his mind revealed, but rather a subtle pity and sympathy. Hattori Heiji looked at him very inexplicably.
"Of course there's no problem. Seeing is believing. I understand your concerns." Shi Lian adjusted her clothes, walked down the steps slowly, and put on her wooden clogs. "If you guys want to go and have a look, I'll take you there." The annex is ready. Let’s go and see the so-called ‘people-eating room’.”
The annex of the temple is surprisingly far away from the main building of the temple. It took a few people to walk for ten or twenty minutes. Finally arrived at the villa by the sea.
The small wooden house is located among bushes. Although it can be seen that someone has been maintaining and cleaning it, the neglected vegetation still gives it an old and dilapidated temperament. The faded and cracked wood in the sun makes it look like an old house.
Almost the moment he stepped into the room, Xingchuan Hui raised his hand and fanned in front of his nose, as if he wanted to brush away some pungent smell.
"Although it was wiped very clean..." He twitched his nose twice like a hound, lowered his eyes, and said firmly, "But there is the smell of blood here."
(End of this chapter)