The Split-Actress in Conan's World

"But this place is quite suitable for practicing swordsmanship." Hattori Heiji walked around the woods surrounding Fudo Hall.

There are tall and sturdy fir trees all around, and the bright yellow sunset shines through the gaps between the layers of leaves and falls into the forest.

"Look closely, these trees are really huge..." He reached out and touched an old fir tree that was as thick as three people put together, and exclaimed in amazement.

Just as he was sighing like this, on the branch of a tree not far away, a dark shadow was hiding his body with dense leaves. He was holding a longbow in his hand, with the string drawn, and the bow looked like a full moon.

"Hattori-san, lower your head!!"

However, Fujiwara Kaoru, who was the only one facing this direction, saw this scene with the unique vision difference of a child and shouted anxiously.

The reminder worked, and Hattori Heiji subconsciously followed it, dodging an arrow that was aimed at the place where his head was originally.

Benedict! !

The sharp arrow head pierced into the tree trunk fiercely, and the feathers at the tail of the arrow trembled slightly, still savoring the extreme speed just now.

Hattori Heiji immediately broke out in a cold sweat and felt fearful. He immediately hid behind a tree and used the reflection of the watch dial to observe the direction from which the arrow came.

It was a figure covered in sportswear, with his face hidden in the shadows because of the hood and could not be seen clearly.

Seeing that Hattori Heiji reacted and dodged the arrow, the man quickly put the bow on his back, jumped down the slope behind, using the fallen leaves on the ground as a cushion, and soon ran a long distance.

"Don't run!!"

Hattori Heiji immediately chased after him, and Conan followed immediately after seeing the situation.

These two are still as energetic as ever.

Seeing the three people hurriedly disappear among the shadows of the trees, Fujiwara Kaoru was stunned and subconsciously turned to look at Rin Chiyu.

Lin Chiyu didn't show any sign of urgency. He took her hand and walked towards a higher place, in the opposite direction of the three people.

"Don't learn from them. It's easy to become stupid."

After saying this lightly, Rin Shakuha came to the observation deck next to Fudo Hall. The view here was very good. Although it was not possible to see through the entire Kyoto, it basically covered the area from First Avenue to Five Avenues.

Not long after, three figures appeared at the entrance of Niomon Gate of Kurama Temple below.

"It runs pretty fast..."

After making such a comment, Lin Chiyu took out his mobile phone, switched to the camera interface, and enlarged the picture.

On the screen, "Xiao Hei" in sportswear jumped onto the blue second-hand motorcycle, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and rushed out.

Hattori Heiji and Conan took a few seconds to get on the bus and were several dozen meters slower.

On the mobile phone screen, the license plate of the blue motorcycle is clearly visible.

As if afraid that Fujiwara Kaoru didn't understand, Rin Shakuha explained briefly: "It's difficult to catch someone in the mountains, and it's almost impossible to stop someone in the well-connected city of Kyoto with two motorcycles. Just take a picture of the license plate number and ask someone to check it."

"Even if it's a stolen car, we can at least find the theft record, which is a clue. It's better than just going after it head-on like this."

Fujiwara Kaka agreed with this and felt even more sympathy for the two figures that had turned into small black dots.

It seems that Hattori-san and Conan-san are indeed not very smart.

"Let's go." Patting the little girl on the head, Lin Chiyu put away his phone and walked down the mountain, "Let's go back and ask Mr. Guifang for help."

Before he met Hattori and Conan, the two plague gods, he had really not paid attention to the "Genji Hotaru" serial murder case. Now that he has become concerned about it, he might as well use the power of the Fujiwara family in Kyoto to investigate it.

Although we don't know the specific reason why that person attacked Hattori, it is likely related to this case. After all, Hattori came to Kyoto just for this matter.

Otherwise it doesn't make sense why Rinshakuha himself was not chosen as the target. After all, it was no secret that he was in the Fujiwara family.

It was no secret that he had little interest in the "Genji Hotaru Case".

Compared with the actions of the Ayanokouji family and the Shiratori family, the Fujiwara family's attitude towards this case can be described as Buddhist.

For some reason, the Ooka family is currently focusing their attention on Osaka and is not paying much attention to Kyoto.

Let’s not even talk about how thrilling the chase between Heiji and Conan was.

Let’s see what the hardworking Uncle Maori is doing?

Huh?

Why is there no one in the teahouse of Shanneng Temple?

Oh, so we went to a famous Geisha pub in Kyoto.

Also toasting together were several people whom we had seen earlier at Shanneng Temple.

Mizuo Harutarou, the young master of the Noh drama Mizuo Ryu, Mr. Nishijo Taikawa who runs a used bookstore, Sakura Masazo, an antique art dealer, and Ryuen, a monk from Sannoji Temple.

A teahouse called "Sakuraya" in Pontocho.

Lifting the door curtain, what comes into view is the spacious entrance hall, with warm wall lamps on both sides, emitting soft yellow light. The built-in closet design makes people feel like they are not a guest outside, but back home.

Passing through the Heshi-style entrance hall, there are retractable doors that divide the rooms into different private rooms. An entire floor is luxuriously covered with tatami mats, which are not only comfortable to walk on but also slightly warm.

A geisha in a yukata was holding a shamisen, playing soft music silently beside her. The guests were sitting around a small table, watching the beautiful lady sing and dance.

Compared to the geisha in yukata who were accompanying her, the white-faced prostitute who was singing and dancing was dressed in more formal "long clothes". The dark and heavy kimono not only did not drag down her petite body, but instead fit her beautiful body curves, exuding charm as the beauty moved with her exquisite movements.

The adult men sipped soju with relish and enjoyed the performance.

"Great! Miss Chiga Suzu is number one in Japan!" Mouri Kogoro, who was already drunk, raised his hands above his head and clapped enthusiastically, like a curly-haired baboon.

"Thank you all for your compliments." The white-faced prostitute named Qian Heling leaned over to thank them. Her voice was clear and she used a singing tone.

"Come, pour some wine for Mr. Maori," Monk Long Yuan called out.

"Ok."

A standard geisha reception process made Kogoro Mouri's drunken face even redder.

"Please enjoy your drink, sir." Miss Qian Heling smiled gently and placed the wine glass gently in front of him.

"I, Kogoro, feel like I'm in heaven!" Kogoro Mouri touched his head and laughed with his tongue sticking out.

"Then don't ever come back." A cold girl's voice sounded behind him.

"puff!!!"

Kogoro Mouri suddenly spat out the wine he had just taken a breath, and he was immediately sober.

He looked back with a stiff neck.

There was a crowd of people standing at the door, and the one who opened the door first was his unique daughter, Mao Lilan.

She was looking at him expressionlessly, her knuckles turning white as she held onto the door frame.

He vaguely saw several cracks spreading silently on the wooden frame beside the door.

Kogoro Mori's heart skipped a beat.