I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

I sent Lightning to Dr. Agasa's house, and then went straight to Poirot Cafe to meet up with everyone.

】Toru Amuro quickly replied: [Amuro: Then welcome Mr. Shen.

】Cheers broke out in the living room of Dr. Agasa's house.

"Great! This must be the cheetah that Conan and Haibara-san talked about! So cool!" Genta was the first to rush forward, his eyes wide open.

Shen Yuan smiled and looked at the three children: "Hello, I am Shen Yuan.

Just call me Brother Shen!"

"I'm Kojima Genta!" the chubby boy patted his chest and said loudly, "Your cheetah is so cool!" Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko bowed politely: "Hello, Mr. Shen, I'm Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko.

"It's such an honor to see a real cheetah!" Yoshida Ayumi blushed and whispered, "Hello, Brother Shen..." Shen Yuan nodded gently, "Thank you for helping take care of Lightning these past two days!" Guangyan cautiously extended his hand, "The luster of this fur... it's a predator from the African grasslands!" Ayumi hid behind Huihara Ai, curious and afraid, "Is it, it really not going to bite?" Huihara Ai stood aside with her arms folded, her blue eyes beneath her short brown hair scrutinizing, "Are you sure it won't tear down the doctor's house while you're away?"

"It's usually very well-behaved!" Shen Yuan squatted down and rubbed Lightning's chin, "right?" Huihara Ai raised an eyebrow: "Usually?... There are times when it's not well-behaved!" As if to prove his master's words, Lightning suddenly pounced on the cat toy in Mitsuhiko's hand, and its huge body slid out a funny arc on the floor, without any trace of the majesty of a beast.

Shen Yuan stood up with a smile and brought in two heavy bags and a thermal box that looked quite heavy from outside the door.

"Thank you for troubling me for the next two days, Doctor!" He put the things on the table, "This is Lightning's food.

I've already fed them the lunch portion, so this extra portion is for the doctor and a few children!" Dr. Agasa curiously opened the thermal box and immediately gasped - more than 20 thick-cut steaks were neatly arranged inside, with the marbled fat evenly distributed like a work of art.

"This... How can I let Mr. Shen spend money like this?"

"This, this is the fillet of Kobe beef?!" Mitsuhiko came over, his eyes shining with excitement, "I heard that this kind of A5 grade steak costs tens of thousands of yen for 100 grams!" Genta rushed to the box with drooling: "Doctor! Brother Shen has brought it, it would be impolite to refuse!" Ayumi clasped her hands together, her eyes shining: "How lucky... It's a pity that Conan is not here!" Haibara Ai snorted: "The little detective should be enjoying taking a hot spring bath with beautiful women now!" The image of Xiaolan wearing a bikini and Conan bleeding from the nose appeared in her mind, and she silently made another note of the "lecherous detective" in her heart.

Dr. Agasa wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Mr. Shen is too extravagant... I feel bad about this..." He secretly glanced at Lightning who was running around the house chasing a cat toy, and thought that this was not raising a pet, it was clearly raising a money shredder.

"You're welcome, Doctor!" Shen Yuan put the steak in the refrigerator. "If there's a physicist gathering or an interesting invention exhibition in the future, just call me!"

"Of course, of course!" Dr. Agasa nodded repeatedly, and suddenly added as if remembering something, "By the way, there will be a quantum mechanics seminar next week..." Haibara Ai looked at Lightning who was already playing with the children, then glanced at Shen Yuan who was discussing an academic conference with the doctor, and pursed her lips.

When the door closed, Yuantai was already clamoring for fried steak.

Ai Huihara looked at Shen Yuan's departing figure outside the window and sighed softly - she hoped that this hot spring trip would not turn into a murder case as usual.

Poirot Café - the sound of wind chimes rang out as the door was pushed open, and Shen Yuan saw the Maori family sitting by the window at a glance.

Maori Kogoro was sitting with his legs crossed, reading the horse racing newspaper, muttering, "Why did Xiaolan insist on inviting that brat..."

"Dad!" Xiaolan saw Shen Yuan coming and blushed and scolded Maori Kogoro, "Can you be a little polite?" Shen Yuan smiled indifferently and took out an exquisite wooden box from his handbag: "I heard that Mr. Maori likes wine tasting, so I brought a bottle of Yamazaki 12-year-old whiskey!" He gently placed the wine box on the table, "It should be pleasant to have a drink after taking a hot spring bath!" Maori Kogoro's eyes widened instantly, and the newspaper fell to the ground with a "bang".

He rushed over, stroking the wine box with trembling hands: "This, this is a wine that has won numerous awards!" When he looked up, he had already put on a bright smile, and his tongue was sticking out with joy: "Hahaha! I knew I was destined to be with Brother Shen as soon as I saw him! We will be good friends after taking a hot spring bath!" Conan held his forehead, and three black lines slid down his face - the generations have changed too quickly, right? He was just a "brat", and in the blink of an eye, he became a "brother"? "Sorry for the wait, everyone!" Amuro Toru came out from the kitchen, holding a few exquisite brown paper bags in his hands, "I prepared some sandwiches for the road!" He distributed the paper bags to everyone with a smile, "I used seasonal asparagus and smoked salmon, and the bread is brioche baked this morning!" Xiaolan took the paper bag, and the aroma immediately wafted out: "It smells so good! Mr. Amuro is so thoughtful!"

"Just some simple dishes!" Amuro Toru smiled modestly, his purple-gray eyes sweeping over Shen Yuan's wrist - a few bruises were faintly visible there.

Maori Kogoro couldn't wait to open the wine box and admire the amber-colored wine against the light: "Oh, this color! This ring on the cup! Brother Shen has taste!"

"Dad! You can't drink now!" Xiaolan hurriedly snatched the bottle, "We have to wait until we get to the hot spring hotel!" Amuro Toru handed over the car keys at the right time: "My car is parked in the back, we can leave at any time!" The sunlight shines through the glass window, casting warm spots of light on everyone.

Shen Yuan glanced at his watch and then looked at the end of the street. For some reason, he suddenly thought of the silver-haired neighbor who had not returned for three days.

"So," he picked up his luggage, "shall we go?"

Chapter 41 Hot Spring Tourism Incident 2

Toru Amuro's white Mazda RX-7 was driving smoothly on the highway.

The back seat space is just enough for two adults and a child.

Conan was sandwiched between Shen Yuan and Amuro Toru, and the lenses of his glasses reflected the sunlight outside the window.

"Come to think of it," Amuro Toru adjusted his sitting position, his purple-gray eyes looking at Shen Yuan, "If we put lightning in the doctor's house, he won't tear it down, right?"

"It should be no problem!" Shen Yuan smiled and shook his head. "He really likes children. I believe these children will take good care of him!"

"Lightning is very powerful. If he runs, how can Genta and the others catch up with him? The doctor can't run either. I hope Lightning is sensible!" Conan interrupted innocently, "I've looked up the information. The running speed of a cheetah is-"

"Faster than you riding a skateboard!" Shen Yuan winked mischievously, causing Conan to puff up his cheeks.

Amuro Toru chuckled: "How are Mr. Shen's studies lately? How is the new professor?"

"Ah, well..." Shen Yuan touched his nose. "The new professor is a pretty good person. He shouldn't get into any more trouble, right? At least he's still alive!"

"Pfft..." Conan couldn't help but said, "Brother Shen, you are such a waste of professors. I hope the third professor can hold on for a while longer!"

"Conan!" Xiaolan glared at him reproachfully, then couldn't help laughing. "But it's indeed a bit of a coincidence..." Maori Kogoro gripped the steering wheel and praised him rarely: "Amuro, your car performs really well. It's nothing like the ones I rented, which always broke down on the way!"

"That's because Dad always rents the oldest car to save money!" Xiaolan turned her head from the passenger seat and smiled helplessly at the three people in the back seat.

When Toru Amuro heard what Kogoro Mori said, the corners of his lips rose slightly, revealing a gentle smile: "It's the teacher who has good driving skills!" Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows, and a perfect look of doubt appeared on his face: "Teacher?" He turned his head slightly to look at Toru Amuro, "Mr. Amuro is Mr. Mori's student?" There was a bit of surprise and curiosity in his tone.

Toru Amuro's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze briefly met Kogoro Mori's through the rearview mirror.

He tapped his knees lightly with his slender fingers, and there was a hint of embarrassment in his voice: “Yes, I have always been interested in reasoning and solving cases, and Mr. Maori is really good at this.

So I will take Mr. Maori as my master!" Maori Kogoro glanced in the rearview mirror: "Shen boy, do you want to take me as your master? With the name of the famous detective Maori Kogoro, I guarantee that you will become famous in the detective world! Wuhahaha——" His signature laugh accompanied by a funny expression of sticking out his tongue made the car shake.

Conan was furiously complaining in his heart: "I'm the one who solved the case! What detective skills do you have, you foolish old man? Amuro-san is really patient."

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Maori," Shen Yuan put his fist to his lips to hide his smile, "But Conan is right, I may be a bit 'Teacher Waste', so I'd better not trouble you!" A burst of laughter came from the car.

Amuro Toru looked at the passing scenery outside the window, lost in thought: "Speaking of which, there's been an unsolved case in Hakone recently, and it's said to be related to the local hot spring hotel..."

"Mr. Amuro!" Xiaolan interrupted in panic, "We are going to relax this time, not talk about the case!"

"Sorry, sorry!" Toru Amuro raised his hands in surrender. The car drove into the Hakone mountains and fog gradually covered the road.

The hot spring hotel in the distance is looming in the mist, and the ancient wooden building exudes a hint of mystery.

"We're here!" Xiaolan pointed happily to the front, "That's the Qinwu Hotel. Their hot springs are very famous and are said to have therapeutic effects!" Shen Yuan pushed open the car door, and the cold wind blowing in his face made him squint his eyes.

After just a few hours' drive, the outside world was already covered in snow - heavy snow was falling, the entire hot spring village was covered in thick snow, and the mountains and forests in the distance were looming in the snow.

"This weather..." Shen Yuan looked down at Conan standing beside him and shook his head helplessly.

Tokyo was still a clear sky, but Hakone suddenly turned into a world of ice and snow. This kind of strange weather change can probably only be encountered by following this "Elementary School Student of Death".

Conan seemed to notice Shen Yuan's gaze, and raised his face with an innocent smile: "Brother Shen, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Shen Yuan rubbed his head, "I was just thinking how beautiful the snow scene here is!" The group walked into the hotel lobby, and the warm air mixed with a faint smell of sulfur hit their faces.

Xiaolan went to the front desk to check in, and Kogoro Mouri was immediately attracted by an elegant woman sitting in the lounge area.

"Beautiful lady," he stroked his beard and struck a pose that he thought was handsome, "are you here to take a hot spring bath alone?" The woman in the beige turtleneck sweater smiled slightly: "Hello, I'm Eri Akechi, a romance novelist!" She pointed to a man and a woman who were talking not far away, "We came here together to collect material for a new TV series!" Shen Yuan followed her gaze - a middle-aged man in a suit and tie was looking at his watch impatiently, he should be Tokyoichi Sakamoto, a producer of Nichimi TV; another capable woman with glasses kept flipping through her notebook, probably Yasuda Raiko, an editor of the University Museum.

Ah, this is - the secret hot spring snowy night long-sleeved kimono incident.

"Oh!" Kogoro Mouri's eyes lit up, "It's Teacher Akechi! My daughter is your loyal reader!" On the other side, three young women walked into the lobby while chatting lively.

The leader was a tall, fashionable woman, her long chestnut hair swaying gently with her steps. "Harumi, have you found inspiration for your new song?"

"Not yet..." The girl called Harumi pouted. She looked the youngest, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. "Ema, how are your exhibition preparations going?" The last woman in a beret smiled gently and said, "I have painted several snow scenes..." Amuro Toru whispered to Shen Yuan, "They should be graduates of Oudao University, and they are quite famous in the newspapers - Shibasaki Asuka, a fashion model; Anzai Ema, an oil painter; Fukatsu Harumi, a singer-songwriter!" Conan looked up at Shen Yuan, "Brother Shen, do you think..."

"Well," Shen Yuan interrupted him and sighed, "Six strangers, plus the five of us, just fit the 'Snowstorm Villa' model!" Snowflakes hit the glass windows of the hotel, making a slight rustling sound.

A sound came from the distance, not sure if it was the howling of wolves or the whistling of the wind, casting an ominous shadow over this hot spring trip.

Chapter 42 Hot Spring Tourism Incident 3

After completing the check-in formalities, Xiaolan distributed the keys to everyone: "Dad, Conan and I will live in one room, and Shen Jun and Mr. Amuro will live in another.

Each room has its own small hot spring, we can soak in it for a while before going to have dinner!" Maori Kogoro was busy chatting with Akechi Eri, and waved his hand without looking back: "You go first, I will discuss literary creation with Teacher Akechi!" Conan's mouth twitched - this old pervert obviously couldn't even tell the difference between "War and Peace" and "Pride and Prejudice".

The steaming open-air hot spring is surrounded by a bamboo fence to create a private space.

Shen Yuan wrapped a white bath towel around his lower body and stepped into the pool. The warm water instantly enveloped his entire body.

He let out a long sigh, leaned against the rock by the pool, and closed his eyes to rest.

There was a soft sound of water, and Toru Amuro also stepped into the pond.

In the misty water, his purple-gray eyes fell on Shen Yuan - the bruises became more obvious after being soaked in hot water: finger marks on the wrists, bruises on the sides of the waist, large bruises on the back... "What's the matter with these injuries? Has Mr. Shen encountered any trouble?" Amuro Toru frowned slightly, his eyes resting on the most serious bruise on Shen Yuan's waist.

"It's nothing. It's just a residue from when I was training my reaction ability!" Shen Yuan closed his eyes and rested his head on the shore, enjoying the sulfur hot spring.

“It doesn’t look like something that can be caused by ordinary training.

Mr. Shen's special training teacher," Amuro Toru took a few steps closer, his voice muffled by the mist, "seems to be too 'serious and responsible'!" Shen Yuan opened his eyes and saw Amuro Toru staring at the scar on his wrist.

He subconsciously rubbed his wrist bones and smiled helplessly: "You know the security in Tokyo... a small problem may lead to murder. I just want to learn some self-protection skills!" Amuro Toru suddenly stretched out his hand and gently pressed his fingertips on the bruise on Shen Yuan's back.

His movements were light, but they made Shen Yuan's muscles tense instantly.

"This is already considered overtraining. If the blood clots around the lumbar spine are not treated in time, it will leave old injuries!" Amuro Toru's voice was close to his ear, with disapproval, "The person who taught you is too radical!" Shen Yuan turned his head and met the pair of purple-gray eyes that were so close to him.

Drops of water dripped down Amuro Toru's golden hair, slid across his collarbone, and finally merged into the hot spring.

The distance between them was so close that they could feel each other's breath.

"If Mr. Shen doesn't mind," Amuro Toru helped Shen Yuan massage the bruises near his lumbar spine, "I can teach you safer self-defense techniques!" Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows and suddenly turned to face Amuro Toru.

"Mr. Amuro," he said with a provocative smile in his eyes, "I feel like I've made a lot of progress recently...would you like to have a demonstration later?" Amidst the mist, the corners of Amuro's lips curled up slightly: "I'd be happy to join you!"

"Bang!" Shen Yuan was thrown over the shoulder by Amuro Toru and pressed onto the tatami, and his back hit the floor with a dull sound.

"Your action is too direct!" Amuro Toru pressed his waist with one knee, his voice full of teaching calmness, "When facing an opponent with a physical advantage, you must know how to use the opponent's force!" Shen Yuan panted and smiled, "Come again!" The two men quickly separated and fought again in an instant.

"Bang!" Amuro Touge blocked Shen Yuan's straight punch and grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

"Crack!" Shen Yuan's elbow attack was blocked by Amuro Toru's forearm, making a sound of flesh and bone colliding.

"Bang!" In the third confrontation, Toru Amuro directly pressed Shen Yuan against the wall, and both of them were breathing slightly rapidly.

At this moment - "Boom!" The door was kicked open by a huge force, and the wooden frame flew out directly.

"Mr. Shen! Mr. Amuro! You didn't--" Xiaolan froze in place while maintaining a roundhouse kick posture, her eyes wide open, her pupils shrunk into two small black dots, and her cheeks flushed red instantly, "Something... happened..." It turned out that Xiaolan had just wanted to come over and call Shen Yuan and Amuro Toru to eat, but she heard fighting sounds at the door. She was afraid of some accidents... The scene in front of her made Xiaolan's brain crash-Amuro Toru was only wearing a yukata with his clothes wide open, pressing the equally disheveled Shen Yuan against the wall.

The two were breathing rapidly because of the fight, water was dripping from the ends of their hair, and the tatami was a mess... "Ms. Xiaolan," Amuro Toru calmly let go of his hand and adjusted his yukata, "We are competing in moves!" Shen Yuan rubbed his shoulder that was hurt by the pressure and added with a smile: "Mr. Amuro is teaching me self-defense!" Xiaolan's eyes wandered back and forth between the two of them, and finally fixed on the flying door panel: "Ah! I'm sorry! I thought there was an accident..." Her voice became smaller and smaller, "Um... dinner is ready..." After that, she retreated with her hands and feet, and did not forget to straighten the crooked door panel - although it was of no use.

Amuro Toru and Shen Yuan looked at each other and chuckled at the same time.

"It seems," Shen Yuan picked up the belt on the ground, "we have to compensate the hotel for a door!" Amuro Toru tied his collar, with an undying smile in his purple-gray eyes: "Continue?" Shen Yuan waved his hand and said, "Miss Xiaolan has come to call us for dinner, let's go eat first!" Xiaolan returned to the restaurant in a daze, the blush on her cheeks still not faded.

"Sister Xiaolan?" Conan noticed her abnormality keenly, "Your face is so red, what happened?"

"No, nothing!" Xiaolan waved her hands in panic, and just saw Shen Yuan and Amuro Toru walking into the restaurant one after another, "Ah! They are here!" Conan turned his head suspiciously, only to see that it was Amuro brother and Shen brother, and he didn't understand why.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long!" Toru Amuro sat down next to Xiaolan naturally and straightened his collar gracefully.

Shen Yuan sat down under Conan's inquiring gaze and explained with a smile, "Mr. Amuro was teaching me self-defense just now. Miss Xiaolan heard the sound of fighting and thought there was an accident, so she accidentally broke the door!" Conan's glasses slipped off as he thought of Xiaolan's fighting ability - what a violent person! Exquisite kaiseki cuisine filled the long table: steaming dobin mushi, crystal clear sashimi platter, charcoal-grilled rockfish exuding an enticing aroma.

Eri Akechi took a sip of sake and began to tell the local legend.

"This village enshrines the 'Kimono Sleeve God'..." Her slender fingers slid across the edge of the wine glass, "Legend has it that a hundred years ago there was a girl named Xiaohua..." As she narrated, a poignant story of revenge slowly unfolded.

When talking about Xiaohua's unjust death and the mysterious deaths of the two sisters, the candlelight happened to flicker, casting a strange shadow on the paper door.

"So now," Eri Akechi lowered her voice, "the villagers regard him as their guardian deity, but some people... secretly pray to him for revenge!" Shen Yuan picked up a piece of sea bream sashimi and thought: "Wearing a furisode kimono and bringing a paper doll of Chiyo to worship late at night..." After dinner, when everyone was preparing to go to the big hot spring, singer-songwriter Harumi Fuktsu stopped Kogoro Mori.

"Mr. Maori!" She twisted her fingers nervously, "I..." I would like to ask you to investigate a case.

"She pulled up a photo on her phone—a black and white portrait of a young girl with a bright smile! 'This is my senior, Suzuka Sakurako, a good friend of mine. She committed suicide at Oudo University five years ago...' Fukatsu Harumi's voice trembled. 'But I don't think...it was suicide at all!'" Maori Kogoro took the phone, his expression unusually serious. "Anything suspicious?"

"She was still preparing materials for studying abroad a week before her death. How is that possible..." Harumi Fukatsu suddenly lowered her voice, "And... she was wearing a kimono obi when she died, just like... in the legend of the Sodejin!" Outside the window, the snow was falling heavily again.

Amidst the whistling wind, the sound of shrine bells could be faintly heard.

Chapter 43 Hot Spring Tourism Incident 4

In the reception room of the hot spring hotel, the heater made a slight hum.

Kogoro Mouri sat seriously at the low table for a rare moment, with his notebook open on his knees.

Harumi Fukatsu gripped the teacup tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white from the force.

"Suzuka-senpai is one grade higher than me and is in the same class as Shibasaki Asuhi and Anzai Ema," her voice was so soft that it was almost drowned out by the wind and snow outside the window, "but she comes from an ordinary family and was admitted on a scholarship..." Amuro Toru calmly added tea for everyone, his purple-gray eyes looming behind the heat.

Shen Yuan leaned against the window, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the teacup.

Conan squatted in the corner, the light from the desk lamp reflecting off his glasses.

"Shibasaki Asuka is the daughter of a congressman, and Anzai Ema is the only daughter of a construction company!" Fukatsu Harumi laughed bitterly, "They always say that senior... has tarnished the threshold of a prestigious school!" Xiaolan covered her mouth: "That's too much..."

"What exactly happened?" Kogoro Mouri frowned.

"In her senior year, she won the Rhodes Scholarship!" Harumi Fukatsu dug her nails into her palms. "But the day after the announcement, a photo of her...serving as a bartender suddenly appeared on the school forum, and her scholarship was revoked!" The teacup made a soft sound on the table.

Toru Amuro paused.

"What happened next?" Conan asked.