I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

No matter how much Bourbon thought about it, he still put on his standard Bourbon smile on the surface, but there was ice in his eyes, "I'm Bourbon, welcome, Monk!" The deliberately lowered voice had a sticky feeling like honey, which was completely different from the refreshing voice he used when greeting customers at the Poirot Cafe.

——Is this a honey trap? Shen Yuan suppressed his smile and hid behind Gin, pretending to be introverted and not good at socializing.

This action made Chianti burst into laughter. She nudged Cohen beside her with her elbow: "Look! When did Gin change his career to become a nanny?" She asked Gin again, "Gin, where did you get such a shy person? Is he an adult? You abducted him here!" Vodka hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "He just came back from the United States and is not used to Japanese yet!" Bourbon could not find out more, and regretfully withdrew his hanging hand, his purple-gray eyes flashing dangerously in the shadows, "Really? I thought... I was disliked!" The last syllable stuck to the tip of the tongue like melted toffee.

Vodka: "..." Bourbon, he was just seducing someone! He was seducing someone! Shen Yuan was almost pressed against Gin's back. From Vodka's perspective, he could only see the slightly red tips of his ears and the pale knuckles clutching his windbreaker.

But only Gin could feel that some little bastard was drawing a smiley face on his back with his nails.

Vermouth chuckled, her voice like a knife dipped in honey: "Gin, you didn't call us together just to introduce this... shy kitten? You've delayed my beauty sleep!" Gil looked down at his watch, his tone calm but with a hint of impatience: "I postponed the TV recording just to get here!" Gin bit the butt of the cigarette, and the flame of the lighter lit up with a "click", briefly illuminating the cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"'Lei' is back!" The air froze instantly.

Vermouth's fingers suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the lipstick fell to the ground with a "click".

Her fingertips unconsciously touched her chest, where a bullet had once pierced through. If not... she would have almost died in beauty.

Bourbon's knuckles were clenched until they turned white, and his friend's last relieved smile flashed before his eyes. Rye killed his most important friend for his undercover work! Chianti slammed the table and stood up, his short red hair almost exploding: "That bastard dared to come back?! Where is he? I must kill him! Revenge for Calvados! Vermouth was the first to come to her senses. She bent down to pick up the fallen lipstick, and her fingertips gently stroked the metal shell. Her voice was as delicate as silk: "Gin, is this cute little cat behind you the one who came back with Rye? Is he the informant who helped you find out Rye's identity in the beautiful investigation?" Gin stepped aside, and the dim light finally shone completely on Shen Yuan.

The black baseball cap was pulled down very low, and the mask covered most of his face. Only the silver-gray hair, which was exactly the same as Gin's, was particularly eye-catching.

Kiel's eyes darted between the two, trying to pry out some information: "Gin...he and you?"

"Ha!" Chianti suddenly clapped her thigh and laughed, "Could it be that you have found your long-lost brother?" She deliberately nudged Cohen with her elbow, "Look at the hair color!" Bourbon's eyes were fixed on the hat embroidered with the "MAGA" slogan.

This provocative political slogan, coupled with the deliberate American pronunciation, this person is provoking Japan! "Monk is good at lurking!" Gin exhaled a puff of smoke, and the gray mist blurred his sharp outline. "I have been keeping an eye on Rye in New York, and this time I followed him back!" Vermouth stood in the shadow at the other end of the warehouse, her fingertips gently stroking the lipstick in her hand, her voice filled with elegant temptation: "So, Monk... do you happen to know what our dear Rye has been up to lately? Any particular whereabouts?" Shen Yuan raised his head slightly, and his silver-gray wig glowed with a cool luster under the light.

He answered in a youthful voice, with a tone of deliberate innocence: "Well...he seems quite interested in a certain school doctor recently." Vermouth's fingers suddenly tightened, and the lipstick left a red mark on her palm.

Her current disguise was Teitan High School's school doctor, and what did Lei's "interest" in this identity mean? Had he discovered her whereabouts? Or... Her expression instantly returned to a flawless smile, but her eyes were as cold as ice. "How...interesting." Smoke escaped from Gin's lips, forming a twisted gray snake under the overhead light.

He looked at the group of "companions" in front of him, each with their own ulterior motives, and a hint of sneer flashed in the depths of his dark green pupils.

"Ley is in disguise!" He deliberately let his voice contain a chill, his eyes sweeping over Vermouth's slightly tense fingertips, "Monk has temporarily lost his trace!" His sharp eyes swept over everyone present, finally stopping at Bourbon: "Your task is to find his whereabouts and formulate an assassination plan!" Bourbon raised a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth, his purple-gray eyes gleaming with a cold luster under the light: "Leave the investigation to me.

Look at what kind of skin our dear Rye is wearing now..." The ending tone suddenly lowered, tinged with a bit of darkness, "...huddled in some dark corner and shivering!" Kiel leaned against the rusty iron frame with his arms folded: "This kind of investigation work is the specialty of Bourbon and Vermouth!" She glanced meaningfully at the blonde woman who was applying lipstick, "Assassination is the domain of the Chianti Group...so why did you call me here? To be a spectator?" Gin exhaled a smoke ring: "Yeah, what's the use of a waste like you?" Vodka hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "That...Brother, it was a group message, just...a routine notification..."

"Let's go!" Gin turned and left, and Shen Yuan followed him closely.

After Shen Yuan and Gin returned home, Shen Yuan fiddled with the mask he had just torn off his face and asked Gin, "Boss, you asked me to meet those people today just to let me see Mr. Amuro's 'true face', right?" Gin walked to the bar, took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, and slowly poured the amber liquid into the glass.

He didn't even raise his head, his voice so calm that no emotion could be heard: "Didn't you see a woman disguised as a man before?" The ice ball fell into the wine glass, making a slight clinking sound. "The one with blonde hair is her. I'll let you meet her so that you will know who she is if you meet her again in the future!" Shen Yuan looked at Gin like this and didn't expose him. He turned and walked towards the living room.

Lightning was lying lazily on the cushion, his ice-blue eyes half-closed, and his tail tapped the ground intermittently.

"Lightning--" Shen Yuan squatted down and rubbed its head, "Are you angry that I didn't play with you all day today?" Lightning slowly raised his head, stared at him for two seconds, and suddenly opened his mouth to bite his cuff with a force that was neither light nor heavy, as if expressing dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault!" Shen Yuan smiled and pulled his hand back. He stood up to get the leash and put it on Lightning. "Let's go. I'll take you downstairs for a walk!" He looked back at Gin. "Then boss, please do as you please," Shen Yuan said briskly. "I'll take Lightning downstairs!" Gin did not respond, but turned his head slightly, his eyes fixed on Shen Yuan's back. He did not retract his gaze until the sound of the door closing rang out. He raised his head and drank the remaining wine in the glass.

Chapter 102 Death Message

In the living room, the racing game on the TV screen is reaching a critical turn.

Shen Yuan's fingers pressed the handle quickly, and Lightning lay beside his legs, his ice-blue eyes fixed on the speeding sports car on the screen, its tail slapping the floor rhythmically with the sound of the engine.

"Watch out, Lightning, this drift—" The phone suddenly vibrated on the coffee table. Shen Yuan turned his gaze to the phone. Lightning nudged his knee with his head in dissatisfaction, and then—the game character suddenly rushed out of the track, and the game screen displayed "GAME OVER".

Shen Yuan sighed and picked up his phone. The screen displayed a text message from his supervisor: [Mr. Shen, please submit the first draft of your paper on "The Application of Quantum Tunneling Effect in Micro-Nuclear Batteries" before next Friday.

The experimental data part needs to be supplemented with the attenuation coefficient test of the γ-ray shielding material.

In addition, there will be a regular meeting of the research group at 3 pm next Wednesday, please be sure to attend.

】Shen Yuan stared at the text message for two seconds, then burst into laughter.

In this chaotic timeline, he hasn't attended class for a long time. If it weren't for this text message, he would almost forget that he was still a student.

"Hey dear," he turned to look at the silver cheetah lying at his feet, "I received an assignment for my paper and need to work on it. Mr. Killer next door is out for work too, so we, Lightning, are having fun on our own!" After all, he couldn't guarantee that tomorrow would be next Friday! So he had to finish the first draft of his paper today.

After calming Lightning down, Shen Yuan went to the study and began to bury himself in his thesis.

The light from the computer screen reflected on his focused profile, and formulas and data quickly spread out in the document.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of a vibrating cell phone interrupted the silence of the study.

Shen Yuan raised his head from the documents on the table, rubbed his sore eyes, reached out to pick up his cell phone, it was Edogawa Conan.

"Moshimoshi?" He pressed the answer button, holding the phone on his shoulder, his fingers still tapping on the keyboard.

"Brother Shen! Have you seen today's news?" Conan's hurried voice came through the receiver.

"No, I'm writing a paper!" Shen Yuan stopped typing and leaned back in his chair. "What happened?"

"...Are you saying that you witnessed a police officer being shot while waiting at a traffic light at Rice Flower Park? Did you catch the murderer?"

"No!" Conan's voice was full of regret, "Because the crime scene happened to be at a traffic light intersection, and when I wanted to catch up, the green light for sideways driving came on, so I couldn't catch up. Now I only know that the murderer fired the gun with his left hand..." Shen Yuan's mouth twitched.

This little detective who can race on a skateboard and habitually sneaks into houses and picks locks would actually let a suspect go just because he obeyed traffic rules? "So... who am I looking for, Conan?"

"When Officer Narasawa fell, I asked him who the murderer was. He clutched his left breast pocket tightly. I think this is the message he left!" Conan spoke quickly, "Inspector Megure and the others think this refers to the police manual. I want to ask Brother Shen what he thinks!" Shen Yuan didn't remember what the plot was when the police officer was killed, but when he heard about the police manual, he remembered what happened.

"Conan-kun, the police officer was clutching his chest when he died because you asked him who the murderer was, and he gave this instruction.

He saw that a child wouldn't give a very complex puzzle. Perhaps he was just pointing out the relationship between the murderer and the 'heart'. At this time, we should start by investigating the personnel relationship of the police officer!" There was a sound of shuffling papers on the other end of the phone. Conan must be writing something down.

Shen Yuan continued, "If this message was left for his colleagues, I'm thinking about the Japanese police practice of swearing an oath according to the police manual. Does this mean the murderer is related to the police? In any case, both theories must be based on the personal connections of the deceased officer!"

"I see!" Conan's voice instantly rose an octave, "...I understand, thank you Brother Shen! I will go talk to Inspector Megure about this." Shen Yuan listened to the busy tone coming from the phone and shook his head helplessly.

————Beika Sun Plaza Hotel——Conan and his friends, along with Sonoko, came to attend the wedding banquet of Officer Shiratori’s sister Sara Shiratori.

The hotel's crystal wall lamp illuminated Kogoro Mouri's irritated face.

He tugged at the tie that was pinching his neck and complained, "This eldest daughter of the Shiratori family really knows how to pick the right time! Now two police officers have been murdered in succession, and the criminal is still at large...Won't having a wedding banquet at this time affect my mood?"

"Dad!" Xiaolan interrupted Kogoro Mouri's complaints.

"That's unavoidable. After all, the hotel was booked a month ago, the guests have already informed us, and many business partners from the White Bird Group will be coming. There's no way to cancel it at this point!"

"Compared to the lives of the police, the reputation of the chaebol is indeed more important, right?" Maori Kogoro curled his lips, "Even Megure gave me a perfunctory response! I was just about to say what the death message left by Narasawa might be about, and he actually said 'under investigation' and hung up on me!" Sonoko had already heard about this in the car, shaking her diamond-studded handbag and chuckling: "Brother Shen Yuan is really the best, isn't he? He was able to deduce so many clues from just a little bit of information Conan said. I think some uncles should take the initiative to become his apprentice to improve their reasoning skills?"

"You're being long-winded!" Maori Kogoro interrupted with a red face. "That's because I haven't used my full strength yet! When we encountered cases together before, I always caught the murderer before him. The first two times Mr. Shen was murdered, it was me who cleared him of suspicion!"

"Oh?" a cold female voice came from behind them. "It seems that while I was unaware, a powerful person appeared beside the lousy detective!"

"Mom!" Xiaolan turned around in surprise.

Eri Kisaki stood at the intersection of light and shadow in a silver-gray suit, and the lawyer badge on her collar flashed a cold light.

Kogoro Mouri was startled at first, then he quickly tidied himself up and said calmly: "You were invited too!" Eri Kisaki adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses: "Sara is going to be a lawyer in the future. As a senior, I will naturally be invited!" As they were talking, the elevator arrived. After they got in the elevator, it was Xiaolan and Sonoko who were talking to Eri Kisaki the whole time, while Kogoro Mouri pretended to be very busy.

The moment the elevator dinged open, the noise of the banquet hall came in, accompanied by Mendelssohn's Wedding March.

Chapter 103 Undercurrents at the Wedding Banquet

Under the dazzling crystal chandelier, Kisaki Eri frowned slightly and glanced at the policemen gathered in groups of three or four in the banquet hall.

Their faces were solemn and their eyes glanced around warily while they talked, forming a sharp contrast with the cheerful guests around them.

"These policemen," Kisaki Eri took a sip of champagne and said coldly, "They came to the wedding but looked so ferocious. If you didn't know, you would think they were at a crime scene!" Mouri Kogoro straightened his tie, "Two colleagues died within a few days, and the murderer hasn't been caught yet. How could they laugh?" He put down his glass, "You guys chat first, I'll go say hello to Minister Odagiri!" Mouri Kogoro saw Odagiri Toshio, the former boss of the current Minister of Criminal Affairs, and went over to say hello. Conan's eyes followed Mouri Kogoro's back, watching him walk towards the dignified Minister of Criminal Affairs.

While the two were talking, Minister Odagiri's fingers unconsciously rubbed the inside pocket of his suit. Conan looked at the outline and it looked like a lighter? After Kogoro Mori came back, Officer Shiratori came over and said, "Mr. Mori, thank you very much for coming to my sister's wedding!" Shiratori bowed slightly.

Maori Kogoro was stunned when he saw the stranger behind him, "Officer Shiratori, who is this?" Officer Shiratori turned around and introduced Maori Kogoro, "This is our Metropolitan Police Department's specially appointed psychiatrist, Dr. Fudo Kyosuke from Beika Yakushino Hospital.

You know, in our line of work, there's bound to be some... psychological pressure that needs to be channeled!"

"My name is Fudo!" Fudo Kyosuke extended his left hand and shook hands with Maori Kogoro, "I have long heard of Detective Maori.

"I'm sure you've already got some insights into the recent police attack cases?" Maori Kogoro straightened his back immediately. Being complimented like that, he naturally wanted to say something to show off his intelligence. "No, no, just some rough speculation!" He cleared his throat. "The murderer was left-handed, and it's very likely that there's something to do with the 'heart' - after all, Officer Narasawa was clutching his chest tightly when he was killed.

Or maybe it's from the police manual..."

"Mr. Mori!" Shiratori suddenly interrupted, putting his index finger in front of his lips to make a gesture of silencing him, "Need not to know!" Everyone was only focused on Officer Shiratori's actions for a moment, and did not notice that Kyosuke Fudo suddenly stiffened.

Halfway through the banquet, a fierce quarrel suddenly came from the buffet area.

"You are always like this! You never consider my feelings!" A young man with an exaggerated purple Mohawk slammed the plate on the table, and the metal cutlery made a harsh sound.

Maori Kogoro lowered his voice to explain to Xiaolan and the others: "That's Odagiri Toshiya, Minister Odagiri's only son, now a guitarist in a rock band!" He shook his head, "The relationship between father and son has never been good!" Odagiri Toshiro's face turned pale and he shouted sternly: "Pay attention to the occasion! Don't raise him like a stray dog!"

"Occasion?" Min Ye sneered and grabbed the electric guitar leaning against the table. "Are you hypocritically maintaining your 'police image' like this?" He turned and strode towards the exit, the metal chain on his black leather jacket jingling.

Conan's eyes followed Toshiya's back closely - as he pushed open the door of the banquet hall with his left hand.

"Another left-handed guy..." Conan muttered softly, the light from the chandelier reflected in his glasses.

Hibiki Eri watched the scene thoughtfully: "The relationship between father and son is so tense that they can't control their emotions in public..."

"Mom!" Xiaolan gently tugged at her sleeve, "The people around here are all from the Metropolitan Police Department..." While people were toasting in the banquet hall, Xiaolan signaled to everyone that she was going to touch up her makeup.

Not long after she left, the chandelier on the ceiling suddenly flickered a few times, and the entire floor was plunged into darkness in an instant.

"what happened?"

"The power is out?" Just as the guests started to chatter noisily, a sharp female scream tore through the darkness from the direction of the bathroom.

The panic in that voice froze both Maori Kogoro and Conan—it was Ran! "Get out of the way!" Maori Kogoro knocked over the champagne tower and rushed out, while Conan nimbly moved through the chaotic crowd.

When they rushed to the bathroom corridor, under the pale light of the emergency light, Xiaolan was lying unconscious beside the sink, her hands and cheeks were stained with blood, and Sato Miwako was lying on top of her, her green dress soaked in blood, and the scattered skirt looked like a withered flower.

"Ran! Ran! Don't scare your daddy!" Kogoro Mouri helped his daughter up tremblingly and patted her cheek with his fingers.

After a quick check, Conan said, "Sister Xiaolan just fainted, she is not injured. The blood on her hand is from Officer Sato!" There were more hurried footsteps, and Takagi, Inspector Megure and Chief Odagiri rushed into the bathroom one after another.

Seeing this, Takagi knelt beside Sato, his voice trembling: "Officer Sato! Officer Sato, how are you? Hold on!"

"Megure.

Seal off the scene!" Minister Odagiri ordered sternly, taking out his cell phone at the same time, "No one is allowed to leave, check their reaction to the smoke!" He quickly dialed the ambulance number, and with his other hand pressed Sato's bleeding wound.

Inspector Megure ran out with a grim face.

...After the on-site smoke detection was completed, Kogoro Mouri and his group came out of the hotel and rushed to the hospital. The smell of disinfectant in the hospital filled the corridor.

When Kogoro Mouri and his companions rushed to the night emergency area, they saw Inspector Megure sitting alone on a bench outside the operating room, the shadow under his hat obscuring his expression.

"Inspector Megure!" Takagi and Shiratori rushed forward at the same time, "How is Officer Sato?" Inspector Megure slowly raised his head and said in a hoarse voice, "A bullet stopped near the heart..." His clenched fists trembled slightly, "The doctor said... the chance of survival is only 50%. I'm waiting for the results of the operation!" The air froze instantly.

Takagi punched the wall, "Damn it!" Shiratori lowered his head and his expression could not be seen.

Kisaki Eri broke the silence: "Inspector Megure, how is Xiaolan?" Inspector Megure shook his head and said, "Xiaolan has no external injuries, but she is still in a coma and has not woken up yet. She is in the ward over there!" Inspector Megure pointed to the ward at the end of the corridor.

Kisaki Eri tugged at Mori's sleeve and signaled with her eyes.

Maori nodded and continued to guard the operating room door, while Kisaki Eri and Sonoko walked quickly towards the ward.

Kogoro Mouri and others were discussing the case on the spot. After a while, Sonoko ran over anxiously and said that Xiaolan had woken up, but - Xiaolan had lost her memory.

Chapter 104 Lightning Card Escort 1

When Shen Yuan heard Conan tell him that Xiaolan had lost her memory, he came to visit her early the next morning with Lightning.

When Shen Yuan walked into the hall with Lightning, the silver cheetah's elegant steps immediately caused a commotion. After all, it was so big and a carnivore. "Sir! You can't--" The security guard blocked their way in panic, but subconsciously took half a step back after seeing Lightning's size.

"This is our friend!" Inspector Megure happened to be visiting Officer Sato in the hospital. Seeing the situation here, he stood between the security guard and Lightning, "This cheetah is domesticated and will not attack people!" The reflection of his police badge flashed across the security guard's eyes, "Please let him in!" The security guard swallowed, his eyes wandering between the police badge and the cheetah's sharp canine teeth, and finally retreated silently.

Inspector Megure turned to Shen Yuan and asked, "Did you hear about Xiaolan?" Shen Yuan nodded, his eyes sweeping over the handsome, unfamiliar police officer behind him. This wasn't Officer Takagi, who appeared so often. "Inspector Megure, who is this?"

"Ah, this is Shiratori Jinsaburo from the First Investigation Division!" Inspector Megure introduced, "Takagi is guarding Sato in the intensive care unit!" Officer Shiratori and Shen Yuan nodded slightly and greeted him.

"I heard from Conan that Officer Sato was shot. How is she now?" Shen Yuan asked Inspector Megure.

Inspector Megure took off his hat and said in a low voice: "The operation is temporarily successful, but the patient is not out of danger yet. We don't know when he will wake up!" He pointed to the elevator, "Xiaolan is in Room 2103, Mr. Shen, please go there directly!" Shen Yuan nodded, "Okay, then I'll go see Miss Xiaolan first, and I'll visit Officer Sato after he wakes up!" Shen Yuan took the elevator and left.

Shen Yuan gently knocked on the door of the ward, and the metal door handle reflected the lightning-like silver-gray figure behind him.

The door opened a crack, and Conan's little face peeked out from the gap.

The moment he saw Shen Yuan, the boy's eyes behind the glasses suddenly lit up - the confusing clues that had been entangled in his mind all day, the questions that had kept him tossing and turning, now seemed to have found someone to confide in.

"Brother Shen, you're here!" Conan's voice was filled with rare joy. He pulled the door open with force, and then quickly stepped aside to let Lightning in.

He turned around and shouted into the ward, "Uncle Maori! Brother Shen is here!" Maori Kogoro stood up from the sofa, and the dark circles under his eyes showed that he had not slept all night.

Kisaki Eri also stood up.

"Mr. Shen, thank you for taking the trouble to come and see Xiaolan!" Maori Kogoro's voice was a little hoarse. He pointed at Kisaki Eri beside him, "This is my wife. You haven't met her yet!" Kisaki Eri pushed her gold-rimmed glasses, "Hello, Mr. Shen!" Her voice was as clear as she was, "I've heard Xiaolan mention you. I'm Kisaki Eri!" Shen Yuan was a little hesitant and didn't know how to address Ms. Kisaki Eri. In Japan, married women usually take their husband's surname, but the title "Mrs. Maori" seemed inappropriate for the famous queen of law.

Eri Kisaki saw his hesitation and said, "Just call me Eri!" Eri Kisaki was the first to extend her hand.

"Ms. Yingli!" Shen Yuan held her hand with a gentle smile, "I am Shen Yuan, Xiaolan's friend!" A soft laughter suddenly came from the ward.