I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

Everyone turned around and saw Xiaolan kneeling on the hospital bed, stroking Lightning's ears curiously.

The silver-gray cheetah lowered its head meekly, allowing her fingers to run through the hair on its neck.

The sunlight fell on Xiaolan's face through the gap in the curtains, and a bright smile bloomed in her eyes, which had been confused for a long time, for the first time.

Kisaki Eri was a little surprised. This was the first time her daughter smiled since she woke up.

"Mr. Shen's cheetah is very good at soothing people!" Her voice softened unusually.

Shen Yuan pointed at Lightning and said, "Lightning used to be a psychotherapist for autistic children, and he's very good at psychological comfort!" He looked at Xiaolan who was interacting with the cheetah, "I heard from Conan that Miss Xiaolan has lost her memory. People like her are generally very insecure. I think what she needs most now is this kind of warm contact without the burden of memory!" When Kisaki Eri heard what Shen Yuan said, she was very curious, "Mr. Shen is very knowledgeable about psychological problems?" Maori Kogoro patted the sofa and motioned Shen Yuan to sit down: "Sit down and talk!" Shen Yuan sat down next to Maori Kogoro, his eyes looking at Lightning. The silver-gray cheetah was lying obediently on Xiaolan's lap, letting the girl stroke its ears.

"My parents have been working as medical volunteers in war-torn areas for years," Shen Yuan retracted his gaze, "and have faced various psychological trauma issues among children after the war.

I guess I've been influenced by it... by what I've seen and heard!" Mouri Kogoro suddenly straightened up, a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "Then look at Xiaolan's situation..." His voice was a little tense, "The hospital's psychologist said that she was traumatized by witnessing the shooting and is escaping from reality.

Xiaolan doesn't remember who we are, she doesn't even remember who she is, and now she has to relearn some common sense. How can we help Xiaolan find her memory? "Shen Yuan shook his head slightly, and the fluorescent light cast a shadow on his deep eye sockets: "This explanation may be true for ordinary people, but Mr. Maori should know best. Miss Xiaolan has followed...how many cases have you experienced? Shootings, explosions, poisonings...She has long been accustomed to it and will not develop an escapist mentality because of this situation!" He paused, pointing at Conan and said, "Take Conan for example. He witnessed a police officer being killed in front of him two days ago, also by shooting. Look at Conan, he's fine!" Maori Kogoro and Kisaki Eri turned to look at Conan, feeling that this made sense. Conan's mouth twitched when he was looked at by everyone.

Shen Yuan continued, "So there are deeper reasons for Miss Xiaolan's amnesia. Amnesia is indeed an act of psychological escape. From this perspective, it can be explained that Miss Xiaolan probably did something inadvertently, and she believed that her behavior had implicated Officer Sato, so she had an escapist mentality.

"You should reconsider your memories from the crime scene!" Shen Yuan's words hit Maori Kogoro's heart like a heavy hammer - yes, he knew his own daughter well. How could Xiaolan collapse over a mere shooting? They had seen all kinds of deaths in recent days, and even witnessed many shootings. There must be other reasons for Xiaolan's behavior.

Kogoro Mouri began to desperately recall the details of last night: Xiaolan's scattered makeup bags, the bloodstains on Officer Sato's chest, the dropped flashlight... Conan took the opportunity to get close to Shen Yuan, lowered his voice and quickly recounted everything that had happened from last night to now.

Ask yourself questions about your doubts.

Suddenly, Lightning's ears pricked up alertly, and his ice-blue eyes stared straight at the door of the ward.

Almost at the same time, a nurse's surprised voice came from outside: "Doctor Feng Hu? Why are you standing here and not coming in?"

"Ah, Mr. Maori and his family have guests, so I won't go in for now..." The voice gradually faded away.

Chapter 105 Lightning Card Escort 2

The nurse knocked on the door and walked in with the medical record: "Miss Maori's physical examination is normal. You can go through the discharge procedures at any time!" Kisaki Eri stood up swiftly and looked at Maori Kogoro: "I'll go and handle the discharge procedures!" Maori Kogoro nodded, and she nodded slightly to Shen Yuan, "Mr. Shen, I'll excuse me for a moment!" After the ward door closed, Maori Kogoro looked at the heartwarming scene of his daughter interacting with Lightning, rubbing his hands hesitantly: "Shen boy, this..."

"I heard from Conan," Shen Yuan did not embarrass him and spoke first, "The criminal is likely to target Miss Xiaolan. She has even forgotten karate now. What I mean is that I will let Lightning stay with her for a while.

After all, besides providing psychological comfort, it's also a qualified bodyguard!" Moreover, Lightning can also rub off on the heroine's goddess of luck, and who knows, it might even get a layer of death-proof buff in the future.

Mao Li's eyes lit up - he remembered the attack power of Lightning when he protected Shen Yuan against the armed robbers.

It is true that he cannot protect his daughter 24 hours a day, but Lightning can, and they have seen his reaction speed and attack power.

"Shen boy, this..." The usually carefree man suddenly became embarrassed, "I don't know how to thank you!"

"Mr. Maori, there's no need to be like this. Lightning and Miss Xiaolan are also friends!" Shen Yuan interrupted his thanks with a smile.

"That's right," Shen Yuan coughed dryly and reminded Maori Kogoro with a smile, "You should have heard about Lightning's appetite and how picky he is about food. I guess Mr. Maori will have to spend a lot of money during this period!" Maori Kogoro's original embarrassment disappeared immediately when he heard this. He patted his chest and laughed heartily: "Don't worry about this! I will definitely provide Lightning with the best steak these days!" The door of the ward was gently pushed open, and Kisaki Eri walked in with the discharge documents in her hand, and saw her husband and Shen Yuan talking with a smile.

After understanding the situation, she bowed solemnly to Shen Yuan and said, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Shen. Please let me cover Lightning's food expenses.

If you need any help in the future, please feel free to contact me!" She handed over a business card with a shining gold-plated lawyer badge on it.

"You're so polite!" Shen Yuan put the business card into his wallet and rubbed Conan's head. "Let's go. I drove here and I'll take you home!" As soon as they walked into the hospital lobby, they ran into Kyosuke Fudo who was wearing a white coat.

The psychologist paused slightly, his gaze lingered briefly on Shen Yuan's face, and then he quickly adjusted his expression. "Mrs. Mori" gave Kisaki Eri a professional smile, "I need to give Miss Mori a few more words of advice about the precautions after she is discharged from the hospital!" Kisaki Eri nodded and followed Feng Hu to the consultation desk on the side.

Shen Yuan stood there without moving, his eyes still fixed on Feng Hu's back.

Conan pulled at the corner of his clothes and explained, "Brother Shen, that's Doctor Feng Hu from the Psychiatry Department of Beihua Pharmacy Hospital, who's in charge of Xiaolan's follow-up treatment!"

"Yeah!" Shen Yuan responded, but his eyes still stayed on him.

Not far away, Fenghu Kyosuke raised his head as if he had noticed something, his eyes passed over Kisaki Eri's shoulder, and his gaze briefly met Shen Yuan's in the air.

Under the pale light of the hospital, the doctor's mouth curled up into an almost invisible arc, and then quickly returned to a gentle professional expression.

Conan noticed something strange: "Brother Shen, do you think there's something wrong with Doctor Fenghu?" Shen Yuan retracted his gaze and looked at Conan: "The way he looked at me... Although he concealed it very well, I still felt unfriendly at that moment!" Conan's eyes widened, thinking of how Shen Yuan always aroused the hatred of criminals for some reason. "Brother Shen, you mean..." Shen Yuan made a silencing gesture, paused, and said, "Look, left-handed, a psychologist, it fits the code of 'heart', right?... In short, you should pay more attention to him in the future!"

"Wait! Brother Shen," Conan suddenly grabbed Shen Yuan's sleeve, "Doctor Feng Hu has always written with his right hand? He also answered the phone with his right hand. How can you say he is left-handed?" Shen Yuan's voice was steady: "When he walked, his left arm swung more relaxedly, and his right arm deliberately enlarged the range. Moreover, his left shoulder was slightly lower, which shows that his body center of gravity has long been biased to the left." Shen Yuan showed Conan how his shoulder would react when it was under pressure, and how it would react when it was used to exerting force. He then reminded Conan: "Just now, when he was talking to Miss Yingli and then turned around, do you remember which direction he turned?" Conan was startled, and the scene flashed back in his mind - "Try to turn around!" Conan obediently turned on the spot, and suddenly his eyes widened: "I turned to the right?" Shen Yuan nodded, "Look, you turned to the right subconsciously, while Doctor Feng Hu turned counterclockwise. This is his habit for decades. It is not like writing or answering the phone, which can be deliberately changed. Only by observing these behaviors can you really judge whether a person is left-handed or right-handed!"

"He's pretending... deliberately telling others that he's right-handed!" A light flashed across Conan's glasses.

Looking at Dr. Fenghu who was talking to Aunt Yingli over there, it was indeed very suspicious. Dr. Fenghu was hiding the fact that he was left-handed. He must pay more attention to this doctor in the future to see if there was any problem with him, and he must never let this doctor be alone with Xiaolan.

Shen Yuan drove with Lightning and Conan following behind Maori Kogoro's car.

"Come to think of it," Shen Yuan held the steering wheel with one hand and adjusted the rearview mirror with the other, "I thought Mr. Amuro would also visit the hospital!" He glanced at Conan in the passenger seat, "But from what you said, Miss Sonoko and the doctor have all been here, only Mr. Amuro didn't come. I haven't seen Mr. Amuro for a long time. Is he very busy recently?" Conan's glasses reflected the light instantly, and he complained wildly in his heart: Mr. Amuro said that a hidden expert codenamed Monk suddenly appeared next to Gin, but he ran to investigate himself, and there has been no news since then! He also said that he was afraid of implicating us, so he temporarily cut off all contact. Really, he didn't explain Monk's situation to him clearly, so he would help.

There's also the suspicious Dr. Shinde! He's actually taken a leave of absence too. He originally wanted to investigate Dr. Shinde, but damn... Recently, he's suddenly lost contact with that organization.

"Brother Amuro has received an important commission," Conan came back to his senses, swinging his legs innocently on the surface, and explained the matter of Amuro Toru to Shen Yuan, "He said he wanted to prove his detective ability and was doing a secret investigation.

So I've been taking leave from Poirot recently, and I haven't contacted Amuro-nii for a long time!" Shen Yuan nodded and stopped asking.

If he could hear Conan's thoughts, he would probably burst out laughing at this moment. The Monk that Mr. Silver Hair introduced to his "friends" actually made everyone feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

(Gin took a puff of his cigarette: I was just saying it casually, who knew Bourbon would care so much...) Several people went to the Mouri Detective Agency. Mouri Kogoro and Kisaki Eri introduced Xiaolan to the home environment and basic living necessities. Shen Yuan rubbed Lightning's head and told him his tasks for the next few days.

Back in the living room, Kisaki Eri suddenly rolled up her shirt sleeves and made an enthusiastic gesture: "It's rare for the family to get together, and Mr. Shen is a guest, so let me cook today!" The air froze instantly.

Kogoro Mouri and Conan's faces turned pale. After swallowing, Conan said he was going to visit the doctor and didn't need to cook for him.

Kogoro Mouri said that he wanted to discuss the case with Inspector Megure and that he didn't need to cook for him. In short, he wanted to escape from here.

Shen Yuan had also heard of Fei Yingli's cooking skills, and said directly, "Miss Yingli, you haven't tasted authentic cauliflower, right? Why don't you let me take care of the kitchen today!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Kogoro Mouri felt as if he had been pardoned, and hurriedly pushed Eri Kisaki towards Xiaolan's bedroom, "You haven't had a good rest since last night. You accompany Xiaolan to rest, and we will take care of dinner!" Xiaolan couldn't help laughing when she saw her parents interacting.

Chapter 106: Traveling in Guanxi 1

Lightning was temporarily entrusted to the Maori family by Shen Yuan, and it was also confirmed that the regular meeting of the research group on Wednesday was not today, so Shen Yuan put on Monk's mask again and went to Osaka with Gin.

Of course the driver is still Vodka.

The summer sun poured in through the car window, and Vodka's palms gripping the steering wheel were sweating - not just because of the heat, but because of the strange figure in the rearview mirror.

Gin was rarely seen wearing a navy blue linen suit with a stand-up collar. The loose hem perfectly covered the weapon belt at his waist, and the outline of a dagger in his boot was faintly visible under the trousers of the same color.

His silver hair was still tied into a low ponytail, but he wore a pair of brown sunglasses, making him look like a low-key trading company elite.

"Vodka," the young man's clear voice suddenly rang out, "If you keep looking, you'll rear-end someone!" Shen Yuan, dressed as a monk, tilted his head, his almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents under his silver-gray wig, "Why? Are you mesmerized by your eldest brother's beauty?" He was wearing a light gray linen shirt with three-quarter sleeves, the cuffs rolled up to reveal his well-defined forearms, paired with white slim-fitting nine-quarter pants, and a navy blue braided belt around his waist - it complemented Gin's navy blue suit but was very different in style.

Gin's eyes behind his sunglasses slowly opened, and his eyes could be seen clearly through the brown sunglasses, so - "Squeak -" Vodka was frightened by the murderous look in his eyes.

The tires screeched on the asphalt road.

Vodka frantically straightened the steering wheel, his flushed face reflected in the rearview mirror: "Brother! I didn't! I absolutely wouldn't dare covet you! I am loyal to you, heaven and earth—"

"Idiot," Gin interrupted coldly, "Shut up and drive!" Shen Yuan laughed so hard that he fell backwards, and slapped his palm on Gin's thigh: "Boss, vodka is so fun. You keep him around just because he is your pistachio?" The barrel of the Beretta suddenly pressed against Shen Yuan's temple, "Isn't it time for you to shut up?" Instead of retreating, Shen Yuan supported his hands on the side of Gin's thigh and leaned forward.

The barrel of the gun slid along his cheek, and he deliberately blew out a breath of warm breath, brushing it across Gin's finger that was pulling the trigger: "Boss..." The boy's voice was filled with bewitching sweetness, "Are you willing to do it?" Gin suddenly let go of the gun, and his big hand directly covered most of Shen Yuan's face.

She turned away and stopped looking at Shen Yuan: "Don't say such things with that look!" Shen Yuan's face was covered, with only a pair of blinking eyes showing.

It took him three seconds to realize—was the cold-blooded killer sticking to the moral bottom line of "not associating with minors"? He was amused by Gin's inexplicable integrity, laughing so hard that his whole body trembled, and Gin's palms couldn't stop the trembling.

Vodka stared at the road ahead, praying madly in his heart that he could become invisible.

The sound of fabric rubbing against each other could be heard from the back seat, followed by Shen Yuan's teasing, his voice returning to normal: "Then... is this okay?"

"Bang!" The Beretta bullet grazed Shen Yuan's ear and bounced off the bulletproof car.

Vodka almost stepped on the gas pedal—he swore he didn't hear anything! The black Porsche rushed out like an arrow, and the tires scraped two trails of blue smoke on the road.

As the car drove further and further away, only the roar of the engine and the faint sound of laughter remained - Shen Yuan's laughter penetrated the closed car window, mixed with Gin's cold "Shut up" and the crisp sound of another bullet being loaded, and drifted in the summer air.

The black Porsche eventually stopped in a parking lot near Tsutenkaku in Osaka.

Vodka turned off the engine with a sigh of relief. Before he could wipe the sweat off his forehead, he heard the back door slam shut. The eldest brother had already walked out with his long legs, and the silver-gray-haired boy was leaning against the car window with a smile on his face, shaking his cell phone at him.

“Vodka~” Shen Yuan said in Monk’s youthful voice, “The boss and I are going for a walk. You can go do your own tasks. Call me if you need anything!” Vodka: “…Yes!” — So I’m the one who got taken advantage of!!! Gin walked ahead without looking back. Shen Yuan jogged to catch up, deliberately stepping on his shadow.

The sunlight filtered through the steel frame of Tsutenkaku, casting dappled shadows. A corner of Gin's navy blue dress was lifted up by the summer breeze, revealing the faintly visible gun handle at his waist.

Shen Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips lightly brushed Gin's waist - "Snap!" His wrist was grabbed fiercely.

Gin lowered his head, his sunglasses sliding down his nose, revealing a pair of cold green eyes: "Want to go somewhere else to play?" Shen Yuan tilted his head, his silver-gray wig blown by the wind: "Boss, what are you thinking about?" Shen Yuan deliberately stretched out his other hand and tapped Gin's waist, "I just want to tell you, boss, your gun is not hidden well~" Gin narrowed his eyes and increased the strength of his hand, but Shen Yuan suddenly tiptoed close to his ear and restored his original low voice: "...Or is the boss looking forward to something else?"

"..." Shit! Damn it! Dotonbori was bustling with people. Shen Yuan held up a box of takoyaki and deliberately poked one with a bamboo stick and handed it to Gin's mouth: "Boss, try it?" Gin bit into it expressionlessly. The hot filling exploded in his mouth, and he didn't even frown.

"How is it?" Shen Yuan asked with a smile, still holding the bamboo stick in his fingertips and shaking it in front of Gin's eyes.

Gin glanced at him coldly and said, "It tastes terrible!" Shen Yuan ignored Gin's refusal and continued to feed the food to him after eating it himself.

Gin looked at Shen Yuan, and opened his mouth helplessly under Shen Yuan's insistence.

Chapter 107: Traveling in Guanxi 2

Shen Yuan saw the shooting game again, "Boss, let's go over there to play," Gin glanced at it - a simple stall, plastic guns, and balloon targets.

He sneered, obviously having no interest in such childish things.

However, Shen Yuan had already paid the money enthusiastically, picked up the gun and stuffed it into Gin's hand: "Come on, show your strength!" Then he pointed at a silver-gray shark doll, "Win that as a gift for Lightning!" Gin raised the gun expressionlessly, without even aiming, and pulled the trigger directly - "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Twenty consecutive shots, all the balloons burst, and the stall owner was stunned.

Shen Yuan applauded: "Excellent!" Gin: "..." Sometimes he really would be speechless.

The stall owner wiped the sweat off his forehead and laughed dryly, "Sir, if you want the biggest doll, you need... five rounds!" Gin sneered and picked up the gun again.

A minute later, the stall owner held the doll with trembling hands.

Shen Yuan held the silver-gray shark doll and watched Gin carefully wipe off the marks on the gun with his head down, smiling with his eyes curved into crescents: "Boss, you were so handsome just now!" Gin didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Gin walked in front with one hand in his pocket, and Shen Yuan walked behind holding a shark doll that was two-thirds the size of Lightning. Then he and Gin went into a coffee shop to rest.

The air conditioning in the store is turned on very high, and the wooden decorations and warm yellow lights form a sharp contrast with the summer heat in Osaka outside.

The clerk looked up and saw two men with very different styles - one was as cold as a knife, and the other was casual and smiling.

The clerk was stunned for a second, then smiled professionally: "Welcome!" Gin walked straight to the seat in the corner, with his back against the wall, his vision covering the entire store.

Shen Yuan followed slowly and stuffed the shark doll into the booth, taking up the entire seat.

Shen Yuan came to the front desk to place an order, "One iced American coffee and one butter latte, to go, thank you!" The clerk nodded and took note, then turned around to prepare it.

Shen Yuan returned to the booth and talked with Gin about the itinerary for visiting Osaka Castle. Before he could finish discussing the opening hours of Osaka Castle with Gin, a girl's angry shout came from the other end of the cafe - "Heiji! I'm talking to you!" Shen Yuan turned around and saw a pair of high school students sitting by the window.

The boy had dark skin and was wearing a baseball cap. He was fiddling with his cell phone with a frown on his face. The girl had a ponytail and her cheeks were puffed with anger. She snatched the phone from him.

——Hey! An acquaintance.

Shen Yuan smiled at Gin and said, "Boss, we've met a detective again. This time it's the famous detective from Kansai - Hattori Heiji!" He blinked, "As usual, we're probably going to watch another murder!" Gin followed his gaze and his eyes stayed on the dark-skinned boy for a second. This was the "wheat-colored Kudo Shinichi". He sneered, "Is this country full of detectives?" Shen Yuan covered his mouth and laughed, "Maybe the density is higher than that of convenience stores!" Gin said coldly, "Then are you going to stay here and watch the show?" At this time, the waiter came over with a tray with the coffee they ordered.

After the waiter left, Shen Yuan said, "Look, the coffee is here. Let's stay. It's a rare opportunity for you to watch a detective solve a case up close!" Gin picked up his coffee, but didn't drink it immediately. Instead, he turned the cup slightly towards the light to observe the color and transparency of the liquid.

The ice cubes at the bottom of the cup reflected a cold light, which was reflected in his dark green pupils, much like the crosshairs of a sniper scope.

Shen Yuan ignored Gin's suspicion.

Sure enough—the jazz music in the cafe was suddenly interrupted by a shrill scream.

Hattori Heiji, who was sitting by the window, suddenly looked up and the phone in his hand fell to the table with a "bang".

Before Toyama Kazuha could react, she saw Heiji rushing out like an arrow.

"Hello! Heiji!" Kazuha picked up the phone and hurriedly followed.

In the corner, Shen Yuan bit his straw and looked in the direction of the commotion with interest.

In the corridor outside the restroom, a young woman collapsed on the ground, her lips an unnatural bluish purple.

Hattori Heiji squatted down, pressed two fingers on the woman's carotid artery, and his face instantly became solemn.

"Call the police!" He said to Kazuha who came running over without turning his head, "The person is dead!" Ten minutes later, Osaka Prefectural Police cars surrounded the cafe.

"It's you again, Heiji!" Inspector Otaki walked in, wiping his sweat. "What's going on this time?" Hattori Heiji took the inspector to the body: "Female, about 20 years old, preliminary diagnosis is cyanide poisoning.

The time of death was probably..." He checked his watch, "15 to 20 minutes ago!" The forensic experts began taking photos to collect evidence.

A police officer found the wallet from the deceased’s handbag and said, “Inspector, I have confirmed his identity.

The deceased is Rina Aihara, 24, a freelancer!" Inspector Otaki looked around: "...There's an anti-theft camera. Let's turn it on and take a look!" The clerk, Yuki Kojima, replied tremblingly: "The power just...just went out. I was afraid it would burn out if it suddenly came back on, so I turned it off, and then forgot...forgot to turn it on!" Inspector Otaki frowned: "When did it go out? How long was it out?"

"It should have been less than half an hour, about five minutes!"

“How many people were in the cafe at the time?”

“Including the staff, there are 15 people in total.

No one left after the power outage!" Inspector Otaki nodded and said, "Okay, first call everyone who was close to the deceased during the power outage!" The police quickly identified three women who were closely related to the deceased - they were the deceased's close friends and were sitting near the deceased at the time of the incident.

Suspect 1: Chinatsu Yamamoto, 26 years old, a bank clerk, was a college classmate of the deceased and recently borrowed 200 million yen from the deceased.