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Chapter 785 775. Why are you looking at me like that?

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    Hearing the Buddha statue, Hattori came over at once.

    He looked carefully at the picture in Conan's hand, but without any clues, he couldn't see what was happening.

    "The fifth layer at the top is painted with cicadas, tengu, and goldfish, right? The fourth layer is painted with a chicken and a loach?"

    Hattori thought that the very abstract soft creature should be a loach, or else it might be a slug.

    "What is this dot?" Hattori pointed to the strange black dot that looked like a comma on the fourth floor.

    "Could it be ink stains?" He Ye also came over.

    "Between the second and third floors are flowers, Tengu, and Mount Fuji, and there is a nut outside"

    "Do you see the reason?" Mouri Kogoro asked expectantly.

    If they could figure out why, then his commission would hopefully be fulfilled.

    Hattori did not answer, but instead asked a question: "Uncle, is your commission related to Genji Hotaru?"

    "Yes, it is said that the Buddha statue was stolen by Hotaru Genji back then."

    Hattori held his chin, "Then let's go to places related to Yoshitsune and Benkei, maybe we can find some clues"

    "Haven't we already been there?"

    Kamikawa Shun came over at some point, stayed on the piece of paper in Conan's hand for a while, and silently chose to give up.

    "That's different. We didn't have this piece of paper before, and we couldn't find any clues. But now that we have this piece of paper, it's not necessarily the case!"

    Hattori was full of confidence. After speaking, he looked at Mouri Kogoro with great concern:

    "But why did they invite you from Tokyo? Aren't I closer to you in Osaka?"

    Mouri Kogoro tugged on his tie and said proudly: "You are a brat, and I am the famous sleeping Kogoro. Can this be the same?"

    Hattori: ""

    ????????? Can¡¯t we be a little bit pushy as a human being?  Where did your sleeping Kogoro come from? Do you think I don¡¯t know?

    Hattori decided not to argue with this uncle. He looked back at the piece of paper and said, "Anyway, let's just visit one place after another."

    "I won't go, I want to take a rest."

    Kamikawa Shun had no intention of following him. He had already walked around those places and had no interest in going again.

    Moreover, the garden is over, of course, such a good cherry blossom has to watch with his girlfriend.

    "Okay, please take a rest." Hattori nodded.

    Originally, I came here to let Kamikawa Shun rest. There was no need for Kamikawa to follow him for another trip. They could just go.

    Mouri Kogoro left in a grand manner with a bunch of tails. Kamikawa Shun and Sonoko found a stone chair and sat under the cherry blossom tree to watch the cherry blossoms.

    The cherry blossoms slowly fell from the trees, and Sonoko looked at Kamikawa Shun with her head propped up.

    She looked at her for a long time, Kamikawa Shun's face turned red, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

    ¡°Ah Shun is so beautiful, I can¡¯t get enough of it.¡±

    Two red clouds suddenly appeared in Shangchuan's eyes. He coughed and said reservedly: "You look good too."

    Seeing his blush, Yuanzi burst out laughing.

    So cute.

    Seeing her happy smile, Kamikawa smiled too, "If you laugh at me again, I'll kiss you."

    Hearing this, Yuanzi¡¯s eyes lit up and he put his cheek towards her.

    Kamikawa Shun¡¯s face turned even redder, but he deliberately did not move.

    ¡°In this important place of Buddhism, we cannot be presumptuous¡­¡±

    "That's it, then let's not kiss him." Yuanzi made a sound and tried to retract his head.

    "no!"

    Kamikawa Shun immediately put his arms around her neck and covered her lips.

    Kamikawa Shun is spreading dog food here, but Conan is making little progress.

    I have been to places related to Yoshitsune, but I still haven¡¯t found anything.

    Seeing that it was getting dark, Mouri Kogoro simply accepted the invitation and went to the tea house.

    In the tea house, the geisha girl was wearing a kimono, with thick white powder on her face, and was performing a dance.  The sound of mixed singing came from the house, which made Xiaolan feel particularly unhappy.

    "It's true, Dad, he's probably going to get drunk again."

    "Ignore him, when Sonoko comes over, let's go to the balcony below with me to watch the cherry blossoms! The view here is particularly good, you can see the entire Kamogawa River."

    "Alas" Xiaolan was not in high spirits. She felt really sorry for her unreliable father.??Heartbroken.

    Kamikawa Shun came very quickly, almost speaking before the two of them, and he was already there on the back.

    He looked around twice and saw only Ran and Kazuha, "Where are Hattori and Conan?"

    "We're watching a show inside" Speaking of this, Xiaolan became even more unhappy.

    No girl would like the boy she likes to look at other women, but she won¡¯t say anything.

    "Performance? What performance?"

    Kamikawa Shun said, opened the curtain and went in, Sonoko followed suit.

    In the room, Mouri Kogoro, his client and several middle-aged men were sitting cross-legged on the floor, drinking while watching the show. Judging from the blush on Moori Kogoro's face, he was obviously a little drunk.

    Hattori and Conan were sitting on the side, holding their heads in boredom.

    Kamikawa Shun walked to sit next to them and asked them about the investigation of the case, "How was it?"

    "There are no clues." Conan shook his head.

    "Then why are you here?"

    "A few uncles over there said they wanted to hear Uncle Mouri's reasoning." Hattori said, paying attention to that side, and followed Kawa Shun in a low voice, biting his ears.

    "They are very interested in the case of Genji Hotaru, and the one in the middle is said to have collected a copy of Yoshitsune"

    "Oh haha."

    Kamikawa Shun's eyes looked over there, lingering on a few people.

    Past experience told him that the prisoner they were looking for was here.

    Kamikawa sat there for a while, and saw the guest who said he had collected "Yi Sutra" go to rest downstairs, and the other people also left one after another.

    Only Mouri Kogoro was still drinking with the geisha girl, looking like an old gangster. Looking at Kamikawa Shun, he shook his head.

    Sonoko had no interest in watching the stage, so she opened the window and took Shun Kamikawa to watch the cherry blossoms.

    Below the small building is the Yajiang River, and the embankment opposite is full of lush cherry blossom trees. The neon lights are on at night, and the cherry blossoms and lights are reflected in the river, which is particularly beautiful.

    "So beautiful!"

    "yes."

    The teahouse staff pointed to the terrace below, "You can go to the terrace downstairs to see the night view. The weather forecast says that the clouds will disperse tonight and you can see the moon."

    "Are you going?" Kamikawa Shun asked Hattori and Conan.  It turns out that when I came here, I heard Heye saying that he wanted to go to the balcony below to see the cherry blossoms.

    "No, we stay here."

    "Why?" Hearing Hattori's refusal, Kazuye suddenly became wary, "Are you interested in that dancer?"

    "It's nothing, don't talk nonsense." Hattori was speechless. He had only met this dancer twice today, so what interest could he have?

    "Humph." Heye snorted and went downstairs with Xiaolan.

    Kamikawa Shun glanced at them, these two guys are really obsessed with solving crimes, only childhood sweethearts can stand them (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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