Science solves cases? No, I am an immortal cultivator!

Kitagawa Taki and Koizumi Akako, sensing something unusual, rushed to the source of the sound - the training room.

Wow!

Kitagawa Taki suddenly opened the door of the room.

I saw Monk Kuan Nian being held in one hand by a figure, with the other hand inserted into his heart.

Seeing the two people, the figure left Monk Kuannian behind and suddenly crawled out from the hole in the corner of the wall.

"What is that? Mist Tengu?" Fujimine Yukiko, who arrived a step late, didn't see anything clearly, only saw a black shadow flash by.

"That's right." Kitagawa Taki was the first to go out of the hole.

The Mist Tengu had already spread its wings and flew towards the mountain.

"Hongzi!" Kitagawa Taki looked at Koizumi Hongzi.

Koizumi Hongzi took out her magic broom and sat on it.

Yukiko Fujimine looked at the broom floating in the air in amazement.

"Yukiko, come up!" Kitagawa Taki urged.

"Oh oh." Yukiko Fujimine hurriedly followed suit and sat on it.

Koizumi Hongzi controlled the broom and chased after him.

Yukiko Fujimine exclaimed and couldn't help but hug Kitagawa Taki's waist tightly.

This is enough to create a suffocating feeling of oppression!

Kitagawa Taki glanced back and saw that Fujimine Yukiko had closed her eyes.

……

Practice room.

Conan ran over after the three people left.

Seeing a person lying on the ground, Conan hurried forward to check.

I felt his pulse, but there was no movement.

Conan felt as if there was water under his feet, so he reached out to touch it and put it to his nose to smell it.

It smells like blood!

Conan stood up and tried to find the light switch in the training room, but he couldn't find it anywhere.

Because he had just woken up, he didn't have a cell phone or watch with him. It was pitch dark and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Conan!"

Xiaolan's voice came from the door.

Conan said in a deep voice: "Sister Xiaolan, go and inform Uncle Maori that someone has died, and then call everyone in the temple over!"

"By the way, don't forget to bring your cell phone."

Xiaolan was surprised to hear that someone had died. She looked around but didn't see Kitagawa Taki and the other two, so she asked, "Where are Taki and the others?"

"I don't know." Conan said, "Sister Xiaolan, hurry up!"

"it is good."

After Xiaolan left, Conan began to check in the training room in the dark.

The hole was very obvious.

Conan remembered that this seemed to be the place where the wooden boards he saw during the day were of different colors.

He narrowed his eyes. This was very similar to the legend of the Mist Tengu told by Monk Tianyong, where the Mist Tengu smashed the wall.

It's just that the person was not hung up.

Maybe it was because he was caught by Kitagawa Taki and the others that he didn't make it in time?

A few minutes later.

Kogoro Mouri and Ran rushed over with the remaining monks in the temple.

"Kuan Nian!!" several monks exclaimed in unison.

The light from Kogoro Mouri's cell phone shone on the face of the figure lying on the ground.

Kuannian's eyes were wide open, and his death was tragic.

"Is there no light in this room?" Kogoro Mouri asked Monk Ten'ei.

Mu Nian swallowed, "There are no lights in the training room... only candles."

Conan took his cell phone from Xiaolan and took a picture.

This photo made Conan gasp.

"what!!!"

Xiaolan's face turned pale and she pointed at Kuannian's chest.

Kogoro Mouri hurriedly took Xiaolan out of the training room.

Several monks were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.

There was a big hole in Monk Kuannian’s left chest, and the heart that should have been there was gone!

Maori Kogoro returned to the training room and asked, "Where are Kitagawa and the others?"

Conan shook his head, "I don't know. They were gone when I got here."

"Could it be that he's chasing the murderer?"

Kogoro Mouri walked to the body, squatted down and began to examine it.

"Master Kuan Nian's neck was broken. This must be the cause of his death. His heart was taken out after his death."

"This wound..." Maori Kogoro's expression changed drastically when he examined his chest. "Could there really be a Mist Tengu?"

The wound looked like it was caused by the claws of some ferocious beast.

Mu Nian shouted: "It must be Mist Tengu! Who else would dig out a human heart besides a monster like Mist Tengu?"

"That's right...that's right!" Xiunian and Tunnian were also frightened out of their wits.

Only Monk Tianyong was standing there in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Conan glanced at the four monks coldly and said, "Calm down, Uncle Maori, how could there be such a thing? Someone must have made some mechanical device that imitates animal claws and wanted to use the legend of Mist Tengu to kill people!"

Maori Kogoro's eyes lit up, "That makes sense! You know quite a lot!"

Conan explained: "Uh... I've seen a movie like this on TV before."

Maori Kogoro lectured: "What kind of TV are you watching? Watch less of that stuff in the future!"

Conan shone the light into the hole and changed the subject: "Uncle Maori, look at that hole!"

Maori Kogoro took a closer look and said, "It's fine here during the day! Could that sound just now have come from here?"

"Could it be that the murderer came in from here?"

Conan crawled out of the hole, shone the flashlight outside, and said: "Impossible, because there is a cliff outside!"

Kogoro Mouri went over to take a look, and just as Conan said, there was a cliff and a waterfall outside.

"Did the murderer deliberately make a hole to match the behavior of the legendary Mist Tengu?" Kogoro Mouri pondered.

Kogoro Mouri squatted down and felt the thickness of the wooden wall.

"That's not right. The wall is so thick, the murderer can't break it down in one go!"

Conan picked up a piece of broken wood and retorted: "No, Uncle Maori, look, the thickness of the board here is completely different from the one next to it. It's much thinner."

"Excuse me, has this place been damaged before and has it been repaired?" Conan returned to the training room and asked several monks.

"Little friend, how do you know?" Mu Nian asked in surprise, "This place was broken during the incident two years ago, and I had to repair it later."

Sure enough, he noticed it during the day.

Conan asked again: "Then why did you use such thin wood to repair it, Master Mu Nian? It's too different from the original thickness, right?"

"This...I..." Mu Nian suddenly felt embarrassed.

"I know!" Maori Kogoro suddenly had an idea and pointed at Mu Nian and said, "The truth is, Mu Nian, you are the murderer!"

"Two years ago, you spent a lot of effort breaking down this wall, didn't you? That's why you deliberately replaced it with thin wooden boards to make it easier to commit the crime today!"

Mu Nian was stunned and quickly defended himself: "How is that possible? I just wanted to save some money for myself, so I bought cheap, thin wood boards."

"How could I possibly kill someone?"

"Besides, how am I going to hang someone on such a high beam? They all saw it at that time!" Mu Nian said excitedly, pointing at the high beam above his head.