Conan: Naruto

Four seconds later.

"Sister Xiaolan~"

Dongfang Haoyue dragged Kudo Shinichi and ran towards Xiaolan, who had her back turned to them, and suggested loudly and innocently:

"We'll stay there tonight!"

"what?"

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi in surprise.

"There, there!"

Dongfang Haoyue stopped in front of Xiaolan's right, stretched his left hand to the back and left, raised his head, looked at Xiaolan with a smile, and revealed cheerfully:

"That's the temple over there!"

"Eh?"

Xiaolan was surprised and followed Dongfang Haoyue's hand towards the gloomy temple. She looked startled and said anxiously:

"It doesn't look very safe..."

“It’s safer than sleeping in the car~”

Kudo Shinichi raised his head, put his hands behind his head, and looked at Xiaolan with a smile.

Mouri Kogoro walked to the left of Xiaolan with long strides, stared at the temple intently, and calmly arranged:

"Let's go and have a look first."

"Come on~~~!"

Dongfang Haoyue grabbed Kudou Shinichi without hesitation and rushed to the temple at the lead.

"These two brats..."

Mouri Kogoro looked at the retreating figures of Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he complained speechlessly:

"It's just a temple built on the edge of a cliff. Why are you so excited?"

"He's gone, Dad."

Xiaolan took Mouri Kogoro's arm and walked slowly towards the temple. She looked at the temple and the car with a little fear, then turned to look at Kogoro and muttered secretly:

“A spacious temple is better than a cramped car!”

"They may not necessarily agree to our stay."

Mouri Kogoro shrugged his shoulders indifferently and stepped forward as he pleased.

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After a while, the rain gradually increased.

The dirt floor outside the temple gate.

"Shanni Temple."

Mouri Kogoro put his hands in his trouser pockets and calmly ran along the dirt to the towering stone steps not far ahead that led directly to the temple above.

He glanced at the copper plaque above the wooden door frame of the temple's uninstalled door, then calmly looked at the steps in front of him, and Gujing Wubo stated:

"It seems like a good idea to stay here for the night."

"Ok!"

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi and Xiaolan followed in unison to the left of Mouri Kogoro, looking at the temple above with mixed emotions without saying much.

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1 minutes later.

Shanni Temple, spacious wooden hall, deep darkness.

Mouri Kogoro stood on the wooden corridor outside the left-right movable door, pushed the door to the left, and stepped in without any fuss.

Xiaolan followed Kogoro to the left, placed her hands into fists on both sides of her waist, cautiously scanned the hall, and greeted politely:

"Sorry to bother you!"

"Is anyone there?"

Dongfang Haoyue dragged Kudo Shinichi on the right to Xiaolan's left, using the light reflected from the door to look around curiously.

Xiaolan looked at the room uneasily, with a drop of cold sweat flowing down her cheeks. She pretended to be calm with her hands in a loudspeaker position and put them to her mouth, and gestured in a friendly way:

"sorry for disturbance!"

The voice did not fall.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk."

It's the sound of slight footsteps.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi heard the noise, turned around 180 degrees, and sharply discovered...

An elderly man with no hair, wearing a raincoat and a gray monk's uniform, with a pair of thick white eyebrows hanging down the sides of his eyes, and two distinct bunches of white beard hanging down the front of his collar under his nose.

He stood in the corridor half a meter behind Moori Kogoro, looking at Kogoro's back with a calm heart, and Furui Mubo asked:

"What does the donor do?"

"what?"

Mouri Kogoro and Xiaolan made surprised sounds, and turned around to look at the elderly man.

The man stared at Kogoro and Xiaolan with a sinister look, and speculated deeply:

"I know what you're here for..."

"what!!!"

Xiaolan looked at the old man who was covered in haze and dressed strangely, and couldn't help but let out a cry of horror.

The man glanced at Xiaolan casually, stared at Mouri Kogoro intently, and guessed sharply:

"Are you a staff member of a newspaper or a TV station?"

"what......?"

Mouri Kogoro looked at the elderly man with a confused expression.

The man spoke calmly:

"Even if you come here with your kids, I won't turn a blind eye."

As the old man spoke, his expression suddenly changed, his face became ferocious, and he roared like a thunderous voice:

“Go back, go back immediately!!!!

This is not the place for vulgar people like you! ! ! "

"what......"

Three drops of cold sweat flowed down Mouri Kogoro's cheeks.

He looked at the elderly man in embarrassment and explained weakly:

"I just wanted to know if I could stay here for a night...

Because our car had a flat tire...! "

"what?!"

The elderly man confronted Mouri Kogoro at close range and questioned fiercely:

"You want to live here!?"

"Hahaha......"

Mouri Kogoro opened his hands to block his chest, smiled coquettishly, and responded awkwardly:

"If you don't want to..."

"Then live here."

The old man's painting style suddenly changed. He put his hands together, held Mouri Kogoro's hands affectionately and placed them in front of his collar, and murmured with a smile:

"I thought you were here to report on that incident again..."

"That, that thing?"

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment and looked at the elderly man in confusion.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudou Shin's eyes were fixed, and they looked at each other. They nodded slightly without any trace, and thought in unity in their hearts:

"It seems...something unknown is about to happen to the temple...

It will be related to the incident mentioned by the unknown man in front of me.

But then again...this guy can change his face so quickly...! "

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi were thinking about it and looked at the elderly man with speechless expressions.

"No, no, that matter is not important."

The elderly man let go of Mouri Kogoro, folded his palms together, and rubbed them repeatedly in front of his collar, and said with a kind look on his face:

“[-] yen per person per night, vegetarian food provided!

Yes, this temple is also a hotel. "

"what?!"

Mouri Kogoro looked at the old man with splitting eyes, and repeated in inexplicable horror:

"Ten thousand yen!?"

"Just forget it if you don't want to!"

The elderly man turned his head to the left impatiently and reminded him nonchalantly:

"Walking down the mountain for at least six hours."

"what......"

Mouri Kogoro looked at the elderly man blankly, placed his hands in front of the collar with his palms facing outward, and dissuaded him with a smile:

"I think we can discuss it again..."

Mori Kogoro hadn't finished speaking yet.

"Clap clap."

The elderly man refused to discuss and turned to look at the other doors in the corridor. He clapped his hands and greeted loudly with a smile:

“Hey, you guys!!

A long time no see guest is here! "