Conan's Maori Sister

A new day has come.

Early on, Conan went out, and as for the destination—of course it was the Gojo Ohashi where Yoshitsune and Benkei met for the first time!

Standing on the five bridges, looking at the statue in front of him, Conan took out the painting, frowned, and murmured: "It seems that there is nothing related to the puzzle in the painting!"

Conan looked around, and when he was about to put away the painting, he heard a light voice behind him.

"On the Gojo Bridge in Kyoto, the strong man Benkei swung his long sword and slashed at Ushiwakamaru—"

The voice was very soft and slow at first, and Conan didn't pay attention, but when the words suddenly became faster, Conan turned his head instinctively and jumped away.

But when he saw the person coming, he froze, "Fu, Hattori?"

With a dark complexion, a familiar baseball cap, and a practice knife in his hand, it was Hattori Heiji!

Hattori Heiji put the bamboo knife on his shoulder casually, and said with a grin: "I met you here, what a trick!"

"Huh?" Conan was taken aback.

Without waiting for Conan to say anything, a few little ghosts in Taoist uniforms hurried over and came to the front. The leading kid stretched out his hand to Hattori Heiji and said, "Big brother, give me back the bamboo knife!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, thank you!" The bamboo knife in Hattori Heiji's hand was obviously borrowed temporarily, and he hurriedly returned it to the little devil.

"Hey, let's go!" A few kids ran away chirping, Hattori Heiji smiled and waved behind, "Practice hard!"

This made Conan couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth, "What are you doing with the bamboo knife?"

Hattori Heiji ignored Conan's question, but asked curiously, "What are you doing in a place like this?"

Conan was not so easy to be diverted from the subject, he curled his lips and said, "Then what are you doing?" Lan Ke mentioned before that Hattori Heiji would not come to Kyoto, why did he come again suddenly?

Hattori Heiji didn't hide Conan's intentions, so he greeted Conan and walked to the river bank next to him, and said as he walked, "Actually, I know the owner of the octopus ball shop who was killed in Osaka. I often went to that store when I was young and received a lot of care, so I want to find the murderer to avenge him."

While they were talking, the two had already walked down the river bank. Conan looked at the sparkling river and said, "That's why you came to Kyoto to find clues. In this case, I have something good to show you!"

"Huh?" Hattori Heiji was taken aback when he heard the words.

But the painting that Conan took out later made Hattori Heiji's eyes shine.

"I see, as long as you solve the puzzle of this painting, you can not only find the Buddha statue, but you might also find the murderer! Ah, so..." Hattori Heiji suddenly came to his senses.

Conan nodded and said, "Yes, if Genji Hotaru is the one who stole the Buddha statue, then maybe you can find clues to solve the puzzle in places related to Yoshitsune and Benkei! But I don't know anything about Kyoto. unfamiliar!"

"You're not familiar with Kyoto?" Heiji Hattori said in surprise, "What about my concubine? She should be quite familiar with Kyoto, besides, does your concubine have any objections to this painting?"

Hattori Heiji's words made the corners of Conan's mouth twitch, and then said with a hint of malice, "You want to know how Yui sees this painting?"

Although Hattori Heiji also saw that Conan's tone was wrong, but his curiosity about Yui's opinion on this painting prevailed, "Uh, yes."

Conan bared his teeth, and said bluntly, "Wei, she thinks, if it's an online game, don't you think it's the word 'king'?"

"Huh?" Hattori Heiji was stunned.

Connect, connect game?

Conan didn't care about Hattori Heiji's expression, and continued, "Oh, by the way, Yui also said, if you count the black dots on it, well, it should be the word '玉'? Haha!"

Hattori Heiji looked at Conan's obviously malicious expression, and then listened to the "haha", Hattori Heiji... cough cough, Hattori Heiji didn't want to say anything, and it's not the first day we met Yui, this kind of obvious fooling It's not the first time I've heard it, forget it, forget it, he doesn't care, it's more important to honestly find clues to that painting.

At that moment, Hattori Heiji coughed hard and said, "Then, leave it to me! I will lead you the way!"

Conan didn't want to worry about Yui's unreliability, so he nodded and followed Hattori Heiji away.

Soon, Hattori Heiji drove Conan on a motorcycle to a temple.

"Here are the five gods!"

After getting off the motorcycle and walking into the temple, Hattori Heiji said, "It is said that the two met here for the first time, not on the Gojo Bridge. How is it? Do you have anything in common?" As he walked, Hattori Heiji asked.

Conan took the painting, looked left and right, compared it, shook his head, and said, "No, it doesn't look like much."

Hattori Heiji was not disappointed, and said directly: "Ok, then let's go to the next place." I also know that this picture is not so easy to decipher.

But as he was walking, Hattori Heiji couldn't help thinking, "But it's really annoying!"

"What?" Conan looked at Hattori Heiji curiously while putting the painting in his pocket.

Hattori Heiji bent down angrily, stared at Conan ill-naturedly, and said, "Why didn't the monks from Sanno Temple come to me? If you are talking about detectives in Kansai, it should be me, right?"

Hattori Heiji, who has high self-esteem, feels that he is being despised.

Conan hurriedly smiled and said, "Maybe they don't want the police to know? Because your father is a high-ranking police official!"

Glancing at Conan, Hattori Heiji snorted: "Well, forget it!" Obviously, Conan's words did not surprise Hattori Heiji, after all, there are many things that cannot be revealed in front of people, especially in front of the police.

Conan saw that Hattori Heiji didn't pursue this matter, he just breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart suddenly moved: Wait, so to speak...

Since Gojo Tenjin didn't have any clues, Conan and Hattori Heiji got on the motorcycle and headed to the next place without much delay.

"It's here, it's here!" Hattori Heiji said, and stopped in front of an oval stone about half a person's height.

Conan jumped off the motorcycle, took off his helmet, and looked at the stone.

I saw a sign in front of the stone with the words Benqing Stone written on it.

"Benqingshi?" Conan looked at the stone suspiciously, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Hattori Heiji explained: "Some say that this is a rock that Benkei often sits on, and some say that it is a stone thrown from Mount Hiei! In short, there are many legends."

Conan opened the painting again, compared it, and muttered, "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with this place!"

"Really? Then the next one!" Hattori Heiji said super simply.

"Where's the next one?" Conan asked.

"Keep up the slope!" Hattori Heiji was really familiar with Kyoto, and immediately told the next location.

But just when Hattori Heiji and Conan were about to get on the motorcycle and continue to the next place, a man suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

Looking at Hattori Heiji with a puzzled look, the visitor took out his credentials and said, "I'm Kyoto Prefecture Police Ayanokouji, and I know you're investigating Genji Hotaru's case."

Hattori Heiji felt even more strange, what did the Kyoto Prefectural Police want him to do?

Before Hattori Heiji could think about it, he saw Ayanokōji Police Department put away the gun, unceremoniously pointed at Hattori Heiji's chest, and said, "But this is not Osaka, laymen had better not meddle in their own business!"

The unceremonious words of the Ayanokouji Police Department directly made Hattori Heiji and Conan stunned. What is the origin of this police department?To speak so rudely?

Hattori Heiji was about to get angry when he heard a strange cry, and then, something came out of the pocket of the Ayanokoji Police Department, jumped on the shoulders of the Ayakoji Police Department in three or two times, and went around behind the back. After a lap, he ran extremely dexterously to the back of the hand of the Ayanokoji Police Department.

"Huh? What is this?" Hattori Heiji and Conan both widened their eyes.

Ayanokouji Police Department was not surprised, stretched out his finger and gently touched his pet's head.

After Conan saw it clearly, he thought, "It's a squirrel!"

Hattori Heiji was also looking at the squirrel curiously, and the Ayanokoji Police Department obviously didn't give the two a chance to answer, and said "I'll do it myself", then turned and left.

Looking at the back of the Ayanokouji police department leaving, Hattori Heiji couldn't help but muttered, "There are such strange police officers everywhere!"

"Ah, yes!" Conan nodded blankly.

Suddenly he said inexplicably: "Speaking of which, Hattori, do you think Yui knows this person?"

"Huh?" Hattori Heiji was stunned.

He suddenly understood what Conan meant. When it comes to weird people, only he knows more, right?

"And," Conan added: "Even if you don't know him, you should know this person."

Hattori Heiji,"…………"

After a brief silence of three seconds, Conan tacitly took out his cell phone to make a call.

Hattori Heiji leaned over to listen to Yui's words.

Soon, the phone is connected.

"Moxi Moxi?" Only a cold voice sounded.

"Yi, it's me." Conan didn't go around in circles, and directly talked to Hattori Heiji about the strange police officer he just met. Of course, the important point should not be forgotten, that is, does Yui know this person?Even if you don't know him, you should know this person, right?

Sure enough, I heard Wei Qing coldly laughing, and said: "Ayano Koji Fumimaro, I know this person, but I just haven't spoken to him. This police department comes from a family of officials and eunuchs, and he also has a nickname called 'Noble Police Department' , He seems to have joined the police force at the same time as the Shiratori Police Department, but the Shiratori Police Department seems to hate him, why? Did you meet him?" Wei Weiwei asked curiously.