I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

Then, accompanied by village inspector Shiroyama Kazuma, everyone came to the scene of the murder case solved by Kudo Shinichi a year ago - the residence of the former village chief Hinara Takitoku.

"Kudo Shinichi, ah, that's the boy. At the time, it was inferred that the Hihara village chief murdered his wife, Mrs. Zhongzi, and then committed suicide!" Shiroyama Kazuma explained as he led the way. "The bloodstains at the scene, the fingerprints on the murder weapon... all confirm this conclusion!" Hattori Heiji looked at the bewildered "Kudo Shinichi" beside him and said, "Hey, Kudo, does coming here remind you of anything?" The boy shook his head, his eyes empty. "I'm sorry... I can't remember anything!" Maori Kogoro kicked away the broken glass at his feet and frowned. "Why is this house so messy? No one has cleaned it up even a year after the crime?"

"The young master ordered it to remain as it is!"

"Young Master?" Kogoro Mouri raised his eyebrows.

“Yes, it’s Master Daiki, the son of the Hihara village chief.

He went to a relative's house the night of the incident and escaped unharmed!" Shen Yuan almost laughed out loud - what era is this? A village patrolman actually calls the son of the former village chief "young master"? Is the position of village chief hereditary? Shiroyama Suma continued: "The person who sent the letter to you, Makoto Yada, is actually the adopted son of the Hihara family!"

"The name of Makoto Yada on the household registration is actually Makoto Hihara, but he felt that that was a bit too high for the village chief Hihara, so he always called himself Makoto Yada. After he inherited part of the inheritance from the village chief Hihara's family, he disappeared. Master Daiki is now living with the Shiroyama family!" A middle-aged woman with glasses came down the stairs and pointed at Shiroyama Suma and said.

Hattori Heiji looked at the woman who suddenly appeared and asked in confusion: "Who are you? Why did you come down from upstairs?"

"My name is Kawachi Fukasato, and I'm a journalist. I was the one who reported on the case of the Nihara village chief. Shiroyama told me that the case seemed unusual and that another detective had come to investigate, so I came to take a look. But you guys came too late, so I went upstairs to take a look!" She talked about her report from that year, and then Shiroyama Suzuma led everyone to Makoto Yada's room on the second floor.

When they pushed open the door, everyone was stunned - there was a huge photo of Kudo Shinichi on the wall, and the surrounding area was densely packed with newspaper clippings, all of which were details of the cases solved by Kudo.

Toyama Kazuha was surprised and asked, "Could it be that Makoto Yada is also a fan of Kudo?"

"Tsk," Maori Kogoro curled his lips in disdain. "What's so good about idolizing that guy? I've been very famous lately. That guy named Makoto Yada should find a new idol!"

"Kudo Shinichi" suddenly said: "I want to stay here alone for a while... look at these cases, maybe I can remember something!" After everyone left the room, Shen Yuan glanced at Maori Kogoro thoughtfully.

Ran Mouri's distant attitude towards "Kudo Shinichi" may be explained by the intuition between childhood sweethearts, but Kogoro Mouri's reaction is intriguing - even though the real person is standing next to him, the uncle still refers to him as "that kid", and the disgust in his tone is no different from usual.

But he was being somewhat polite to "Kudo Shinichi"? Given his usual tendency to bully Kudo Shinichi whenever he got the chance, shouldn't he have been even more aggressive when faced with a "Kudo Shinichi" who had lost his memory and was powerless to fight back? Shen Yuan's gaze swept across the closed door. Maori Kogoro was an interesting person, after all.

Chapter 210 "First Encounter" Kudo Shinichi 3

When "Kudo Shinichi" came out of the room, he shook his head, indicating that he still didn't remember anything.

It was getting late, so everyone decided to go back to the hotel and continue investigating the case tomorrow.

Returning to the hotel requires walking through the dark forest during the day.

Maori Kogoro walked in front, humming a little tune: "Oh my god, if I really find out something fishy this time, the newspaper headline will be 'Maori Kogoro overturns Kudo Shinichi's wrong reasoning'! Hahahaha!"

"Kudo Shinichi" followed him silently, frowning slightly, as if thinking about something.

Xiaolan and Toyama Kazuha walked in the middle.

The night wind blew through the treetops, making a rustling sound.

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "He Ye, if the person you like suddenly loses his memory and forgets everything about you two...what would you do?" He Ye thought seriously for a while: "I would probably break down and cry.

Even if that person is standing in front of you and is in good health, those are precious memories between two people after all. It would be very sad if only one person remembers them.

...It makes my heart ache just thinking about it!" Xiaolan looked at the back of "Kudo Shinichi" in front of her, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Yeah...it stands to reason that it should be very sad.

But why... I just feel... Shinichi... is so strange?" Shen Yuan and Hattori Heiji walked at the end of the team.

Hattori noticed Shen Yuan's silence and nudged him gently with his elbow: "Brother Shen Yuan, you have been absent-minded since you came back from the lake. Have you found anything?" Shen Yuan glanced at the people in front of him and lowered his voice: "Hattori-kun, I need to confirm something.

If anyone asks me where I've been, please tell them that I went to the telephone booth at the village office to make a call!" Hattori Heiji was taken aback, but nodded: "Are you okay going it alone?" Shen Yuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Are you still not confident in my skills?" Before he finished speaking, his figure had silently disappeared into the shadows of the forest.

Shen Yuan stopped at an open space deep in the forest. After confirming that Maori and his group had gone far away, he said lightly: "Come out, those who have followed us all the way!" A slight rustling sound came from the shadows of the trees, and a young man with long white hair covering his eyes and wearing a black priest uniform walked slowly out from behind the ancient fir tree.

The moonlight filtered through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows on him.

Shen Yuan looked at the person in front of him and asked, "You've been following us for so long, is there something wrong?"

"Death Ragami" - or the real Kudo Shinichi, unconsciously clenched his sleeves with his fingers.

He was caught in a dilemma: as Kudo Shinichi, he shouldn't have known Shen Yuan; but if he didn't tell the truth, he was worried that the other party would attack him directly.

What's more troublesome is that he is not sure if there was anyone watching outside the cabin at the time, and whether the person watching saw "Edogawa Conan" climbing through the window and escaping... Seeing the other party's silence, Shen Yuan slightly bent his knees, withdrew his right hand and took a fighting stance: "Don't want to say it? But you deliberately attracted my attention just now and asked me to come over.

Is there any conspiracy?" Kudo Shinichi immediately thought of Shen Yuan's record and hurriedly pulled off his hood: "Wait! Brother Shen Yuan, I'm Kudo Shinichi! Um, you should... have heard of me?" Under the moonlight, a face exactly the same as the "Kudo Shinichi" just now was revealed, but the eyes were sharper and clearer.

Shen Yuan pretended to be shocked: "You are Kudo Shinichi? Then who was the one walking with us just now? His face is exactly the same as yours!" He narrowed his eyes, "Besides, how are you going to prove that you are the real Kudo Shinichi?" Kudo Shinichi said quickly: "Brother Shen Yuan is a graduate student at the University of Tokyo, and he has a silver-gray cheetah named Lightning... You have encountered many cases, of course, these are all told to me by Conan!" Shen Yuan nodded: "It seems that you are indeed Kudo Shinichi. The 'Kudo' who was with us just now had no external injuries but inexplicably lost his memory. He probably made up an excuse because he was afraid of being discovered by acquaintances.

"Do you know who that person was just now?" Kudo Shin nodded; "I think I know..." Then he stopped talking, as if hesitating about something, showing a sense of sadness.

Shen Yuan felt that sometimes the protagonist should open his mouth, and not have a mouth but look like he has no mouth. Then he said: "Looking at it this way, you really look like Mr. Yusaku. Of course, you look like Conan too... Are you sure Conan is not your brother from the same father? I think maybe Mr. Yusaku just doesn't dare to admit it..." Kudo Shinichi remembered that Shen Yuan almost labeled Conan as an illegitimate child last time, and a black line slid down his head. When he heard him talk about it again this time, he clenched his fists and shouted: "That's not the case! My dad doesn't have any illegitimate children. My parents have a great relationship!" Shen Yuan looked at Kudo Shinichi's embarrassed and angry look and chuckled and said: "Okay, Kudo-kun, I understand "No, I won't say that again. Look, you are just a high school student, you should be more cheerful. Don't show that deep look just now, it doesn't suit you!" Kudo Shinichi was stunned for a moment, then said embarrassedly: "Brother Shen Yuan, I yelled at you just now, I'm sorry!" Shen Yuan shook his head, "Don't be so polite, Conan and I are very familiar with each other, and I also know Mr. Yusaku. I have heard a lot about your affairs, and I believe Conan has also told you a lot about my affairs. We don't need to be so estranged!" Shen Yuan glanced at the sky that was becoming more and more gloomy. Thunder rolled in the clouds. He grabbed Kudo's wrist and ran back, "It looks like it's going to rain, let's go back to the hotel first!"

"But that person is still——"

"He's currently acting as an amnesiac, staying in his room obediently!" Shen Yuan continued, "I'll call Hattori down later, and you two can verify some things in person that only you know.

It's also good to confirm your identity!" As the raindrops as big as beans began to fall, the two of them rushed into the hotel entrance.

Shen Yuan brought Kudo Shinichi to the shadow at the corner of the stairs, "You wait here for a moment, I'll go find Hattori-kun!" He turned and went upstairs, opening the sliding door of the Japanese-style room on the second floor.

Kogoro Mouri had already fallen into a deep sleep, while Heiji Hattori was sitting cross-legged on the futon, talking to that "Kudo Shinichi" in an attempt to awaken his memory.

Seeing Shen Yuan coming back, Hattori looked up: "Brother Shen Yuan is back? Is the matter done?"

"Well, it's almost done!" Shen Yuan took off his coat and hung it up. "I came back quickly because it seemed like it was going to rain!" He paused and added casually, "By the way, Hattori-kun, He Ye is downstairs listening to the clerk telling the story of 'Death God'. I think she seems a little scared. Do you want to go see her?" Hattori Heiji's brows moved slightly. He knew that Brother Shen Yuan would not call He Ye so intimately, so when something was out of the ordinary, he knew that Shen Yuan's purpose was to get him downstairs.

Hattori Heiji pretended to be helpless, stood up and took his coat, "Kazuha, you're so annoying. Haven't you heard enough about the story of Death God while on patrol? I'll go see her. Brother Shen Yuan, you talk to Kudo!" The sliding door closed gently, and a thin line of light from the corridor leaked in from the gap in the door, and disappeared as the footsteps faded away.

Chapter 211 The Case That Was Stopped

The sky was just beginning to turn pale, and the air in the room still had the coolness of the night.

"Kudo Shinichi" got up quietly, put on his coat, opened the sliding door quietly and slipped out.

Almost at the same moment, Shen Yuan opened his eyes.

He reached out and woke up Hattori Heiji beside him: "Hattori-kun has gone out, let's follow him!" Hattori sat up with a start, put on his clothes in a few seconds, turned around and shook the still snoring Mori Kogoro: "Uncle! Wake up!" Seeing that the other party just turned over, he simply pulled him up, "Um... Is it dawn yet..." Mori mumbled in a daze, without even opening his eyes.

Hattori Heiji directly put Mouri Kogoro's coat on him, then pushed the dazed man into the corridor and said, "Uncle, go and wake up Kazuha and the others, and the room next door. I have opened another room. Go wake that person up and catch up with us. Hurry up, or something will happen!" Mouri Kogoro was already awake when he stumbled into the corridor after being pushed. Hattori had already followed Shen Yuan and disappeared around the corner of the stairs, leaving a sentence: "Remember to ask the villagers where we are going!" The morning breeze poured in from the open window, making Mouri Kogoro shiver. He woke up completely and wondered, "Really, what are these people doing? They opened another room. Is there someone new who came last night?" On the street shrouded in morning mist, the figure of the fake Kudo Shinichi was looming in front.

Shen Yuan and Hattori Heiji kept their distance and followed quietly.

Before entering the forest, the other party suddenly stopped and looked around vigilantly.

The two quickly hid behind a tree and held their breath.

After confirming that no one was following him, the fake Kudo quickened his pace and headed straight towards the Hihara residence.

Kudo Shinichi's figure disappeared behind the door. Shen Yuan and Hattori Heiji looked at each other, then looked at the closed door and the windows on the second floor, and then tacitly walked around to the back of the Hihara residence.

Shen Yuan looked up at the window on the second floor - it was about three meters high, with some signs of peeling on the edge of the window frame, but it was sturdy enough.

He took a few steps back, then suddenly took a short run-up, kicked the wall with his right foot, and flew into the air.

His left arm precisely hooked onto the edge of the windowsill. The moment his muscles tensed, he twisted his waist and abdomen with force, and the whole person flipped up lightly.

After standing firmly, he immediately leaned over and reached down.

Hattori Heiji took two steps back and rushed forward at the same time. The moment he jumped up using the wall as a leverage, Shen Yuan grabbed his wrist and lifted him up like a piece of luggage.

When Hattori Heiji was holding on to the edge of the windowsill, he couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "Brother Shen Yuan, your arm strength is too exaggerated..." Shen Yuan didn't answer, but just put his index finger in front of his lips, signaling for silence.

The corridor on the second floor was a little dark, and footsteps could be vaguely heard coming from downstairs. Suddenly, a female voice sounded - it was the journalist Kawachi Fukasato who appeared with Shiroyama Kazuma last night.

Hattori Heiji frowned. How could these two be involved? And what was that guy who had undergone plastic surgery to look like Kudo Shinichi planning? They tiptoed down to the second floor and followed the sound.

Hanoi Fukasato's voice grew clearer and clearer. "Didn't you say you'd give me an exclusive interview this morning admitting your flawed reasoning? Now you can tell me. What exactly was your mistake?" Shen Yuan carefully peeked out from the wall. He saw "Kudo Shinichi," with his back to them, flash a cold light in his hand. A sharp dagger appeared, poised to stab Hanoi Fukasato! In a flash, Shen Yuan lunged forward, his right leg sweeping out like lightning, striking the opponent's wrist with a precise kick.

With a crisp "clang" sound, the dagger flew far away and was nailed to the wooden wall panel, vibrating and humming.

"You, you..."

Kudo Shinichi stumbled back, his face filled with astonishment. "Why..." Kawachi Fukasato finally reacted, her face pale. "You wanted to kill me?! Kudo Shinichi, not only did you make a mistake in your reasoning, but now you want to silence me?! I must report this!"

"Stop joking, Auntie!" Hattori Heiji stepped forward with a cold face, "How could this guy be Kudo Shinichi!"

"Kudo Shinichi"'s expression suddenly changed, obviously he understood Hattori's hidden meaning.

At this moment, the entrance door was pushed open with a bang.

The morning light poured in, and Kogoro Mouri strode in with the real Shinichi Kudo, Ran, and Kazuha.

They had already heard Kudo explain the whole story on the way, so they were naturally convinced that the person next to them was the real person.

"Brother Shen! Hattori!" Maori Kogoro rushed forward hurriedly, "Are you okay? What's going on? Why would someone pretend to be that little detective?" He Ye ran to Hattori and nervously grabbed his arm: "Heiji, are you okay?" Kawachi Fukasato's eyes widened, his gaze wandering back and forth between the two "Kudo Shinichi": "What, what's going on? Why are there two--"

"Auntie, don't you understand yet?" Hattori Heiji interrupted her directly, "The one who came in with Uncle Mori is the real Kudo Shinichi.

This so-called 'amnesiac' Kudo Shinichi across from you is a fake from beginning to end!" The fake Kudo's face instantly darkened.

He suddenly pulled out a revolver from his waist and pointed the gun at the real Kudo Shinichi.

Hattori Heiji sneered, grabbed a handful of bullets from his pocket, and clinked them in his palm: "Do you want to check if there is any of this stuff in your gun?" The fake Kudo hurriedly checked the magazine and found it was empty. His face turned pale: "How could it be... When did you..." Hattori Heiji's eyes became sharp and his voice became deeper: "Of course it happened after you fell asleep last night.

Kudo noticed an unusual bulge under your clothes on the back of your waist and suspected it was a gun, so he asked me to confirm it—” He shook the bullet in his palm, “Sure enough, I guessed right, so I unloaded your bullet!”

"But... why?" Xiaolan clutched Kudo Shinichi's sleeve tightly, her fingertips trembling slightly, "Why did he disguise himself as Shinichi?" Kudo Shinichi's mouth curled up with an arc of insight, "It must be for this moment. He wants to use Kudo Shinichi's face to commit a crime and completely erase my existence and social status.

Right? Makoto Yada who was made to look like me?"

Chapter 212: Yada Makoto's Motives

The fake Kudo's pupils contracted violently when his real name was revealed, and the muscles on his face twitched unnaturally.

"Wait!" Kawachi Fukasato took a step back in shock. "You said he is... Makoto?"

"That's right!" Kudo Shinichi analyzed calmly, "He deliberately sent a letter to lure me to the cabin, intending to imprison me and then act in my place.

That wooden house—” He paused, “was his base when he was pretending to be the ‘Death God’ and operating in the forest.

There I saw pictures of myself scratched all over the wall, and there were broken mirrors!"

"Scratching the photo proves he hates my face; breaking the mirror is because..." Kudo's gaze shot towards Yada Makoto like a sharp arrow. "I think it was my face he saw in the mirror!" Kawachi Fukasato's voice trembled. "But why would Makoto do this? And why would he kill me?"

"I want to know too!" Kudo Shinichi took a step forward, "Makoto, what exactly do you mean by 'wrong reasoning in the case a year ago'? What is your real purpose in planning all this?" Yada Makoto suddenly chuckled, with a twisted joy in his laughter: "I just want to see, when all the evidence points to Kudo Shinichi being the murderer, what kind of reasoning will you so-called detectives make!" He raised his eyes and swept his gaze over Kawachi Fukasato, "I didn't mean to kill her at all, I just wanted her to be hurt - to become a living witness to accuse Kudo Shinichi of violence!" Xiaolan's eyes were solemn when she heard him say this, "You... why are you doing this?" Maori Kogoro reached out and grabbed Yada Makoto's collar, almost lifting him off the ground, "What on earth are you doing all this for?! What's the point of doing this trick that people can see through at a glance? Meaning?" Yada Makoto sneered: "See through it at a glance? Then why was the murder case a year ago closed like that? !" Yada Makoto roared, "Kudo Shinichi testified that the village chief of Hihara killed his wife and then committed suicide! Hanoi reporters also reported that the village chief of Hihara was too depressed because of cancer, so he died with his wife. This is all slander!" He suddenly broke free from Mori's hand and staggered back: "It's all slander! The village chief of Hihara was such a cheerful, strong and kind person, how could he despair because of early-stage cancer? There is still plenty of time for treatment..." His nails dug deep into his palm, "This is basically someone breaking into the house, robbing and killing people, but you-" Kudo Shinichi first showed a look of surprise, then sighed: "What if... when he learned that he had cancer, he found out that Dashu was not his biological son?" Yada Makoto's expression froze instantly.

He turned his head mechanically, and his neck made a slight "click" sound: "You... said - what -?" Kudo Arata kept looking into Yada Makoto's eyes, "When the Hihara family had a physical examination, the village chief received not only a cancer diagnosis form, but also a blood type report - he is type AB blood!" His voice was particularly clear in the silent room, "And Mrs. Hihara and Daiki, both have type O blood!" Xiaolan and Kazuha held each other's hands tightly. Their knowledge made them understand what this meant.

Makoto Yada also understood this kind of thing, and he slammed his knees heavily on the floor, making a dull sound on the wooden floor.

Obviously unable to accept that this was the case, he muttered, "No, it can't be... How could this be?" Kudo Shinichi continued, "According to Mendel's law, a person with type O blood and a person with type AB blood cannot produce a person with type O blood. This is what ultimately led to the collapse of Village Chief Hihara!" Kudo squatted down and looked him in the eye. "For the reputation of Village Chief Hihara and for the normal growth of the tree, I asked Inspector Shiroyama to conceal this matter from the outside world." He paused, "But I did ask him to tell you about this. Perhaps you were too shocked when you heard the conclusion of the case and ignored the second half!" Kawachi Fukasato added palely, "My report... was written entirely based on the case details provided by Inspector Shiroyama..." In the end, since there were no actual victims and Makoto Yada was still a minor, the farce was not pursued, and Makoto Yada also promised that he would get his face back.

The main reason is that Kudo Shinichi also doesn't want Makoto Yada to use the newspaper with his face, which would attract the attention of the Black Organization.

When I walked out of the Hihara family residence, the morning light had already filled the courtyard.

Shen Yuan looked at Kudo Shinichi beside him and suddenly said, "Kudo-kun is indeed excellent, and more gentle and delicate than I imagined!" Kudo Shinichi was stunned for a moment and scratched the back of his head unconsciously.

This sudden praise caught him off guard. After all, Shen Yuan rarely praised Conan when he was around him, and sometimes even looked at him with a hint of inexplicable disdain. It wasn't any malicious intent, but rather a feeling that he was childish when he was seriously investigating a case. It was like watching a child play house.

Now, facing Shen Yuan's rare praise, he felt a little embarrassed and chuckled twice: "Hahaha, Brother Shen Yuan, you're too kind. I'm not that amazing..." Shen Yuan smiled and said nothing more, but in his heart he was thinking: When you were Kudo Shinichi, you really had a gentle and delicate feeling, and you cared about the impact your solving cases would have on others. But when you became Conan, you started to be reckless, sometimes even forcing the murderer into a dead end. Does your size and shape still affect your mind? On the way back to Tokyo, the personnel arrangement changed - Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha got into Shen Yuan's Volvo, while Xiaolan and Kudo Shinichi got into Maori Kogoro's car.

The car was driving on a winding mountain road. Hattori Heiji put his arm on the window and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why did you insist on dragging me into this car, Kazuha? I still have something to discuss with Kudo!" Kazuha rolled his eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "Heiji, are you really slow-witted or just pretending to be stupid? Xiaolan obviously has something to say to Kudo alone! They haven't seen each other for so long, do you have to be a light bulb?" Hattori Heiji finally reacted and rubbed the corner of his mouth awkwardly with his index finger: "Ah... I forgot, hahaha!" Toyama Kazuha looked at the scenery flying outside the window and said softly: "But fortunately, all this was a misunderstanding. In the end, no one was really hurt... This is the best ending, right, Heiji?" Hattori Heiji remembered the look of Makoto Yada kneeling and crying, and nodded: "Yes, fortunately nothing big happened..." He turned to look at Shen Yuan who was driving, "Brother Shen Yuan, what do you think of this?"

"Me?" Shen Yuan raised the corner of his mouth with a meaningful smile.

When Hattori Heiji saw this smile, alarm bells immediately went off in his heart - if Brother Shen Yuan showed this kind of smile, he would definitely say something bad next.

Shen Yuan said slowly: "Do you still remember the villagers' reactions when they heard the name 'Kudo Shinichi' when you first arrived in the village yesterday?" Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha were both stunned.

Memory flashback - when they said they wanted to reinvestigate the murder case from a year ago, the originally kind villagers suddenly changed their attitude and unceremoniously drove them out of the village office.

Hattori Heiji's face darkened: "Brother Shen Yuan, are you saying... there's something wrong here?"

"It's just a guess!" Shen Yuan turned the steering wheel with one hand, "But think about it, the three-story mansion of the Rihara family, the statue of King Xian worth tens of millions, and Mrs. Rihara's jewelry... all of these are left intact in the mansion!" The wheels rolled over the gravel on the road, making a crackling sound.

"These were not included in Makoto Yada's share of the inheritance.

So, how much will be left for the child of Dashu?" Shen Yuan's eyes met Hattori Heiji in the rearview mirror, "The child is now fostered in the Shiroyama Suma family. He is still young, so the money will naturally be controlled by the guardian..." Hattori Heiji's pupils suddenly contracted: "You mean-"

"Makoto Yada will be an adult next year!" Shen Yuan stepped on the brakes lightly to make way for those who wanted to overtake. "Who do you think will be awarded the custody of Dashu when the time comes? Will it be his nominal brother, or an 'acquaintance' in the village?" There was a dead silence in the car, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

"Did Shiroyama Suzuma really have no chance to explain the truth to Yada Makoto in the past year?" Shen Yuan finally asked a question, "If Yada Makoto really killed someone this time... who would be the biggest beneficiary?" The carriage fell into a brief silence.

Although Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha grew up in happy families, the cases they have been involved in in the past two years have already made them witness the complexity of human nature.

They understood that Shen Yuan's speculation was most likely the truth.

After a long while, Hattori Heiji finally spoke in a low voice: "...These are just Shen Yuan's guesses, right?" Shen Yuan nodded gently: "Yes, just guesses.

Without evidence, the law naturally cannot convict!" He glanced at the rearview mirror and said calmly, "But this is human nature, you will have to face it sooner or later!" The mountain mist spread across the road, covering the windshield with a thin layer of water vapor.

Shen Yuan turned on the wipers and continued, "Mr. Hattori talked to me before. He is very worried about you - he thinks you think the world is too simple!" The wipers swung rhythmically, making a slight "click" sound.

"In your eyes, the world is either black or white!" Shen Yuan's voice was mixed in with the rhythm of the wipers, "But I want to tell you that the most common color in the world... is actually gray!" Toyama Kazuha unconsciously tightened his seat belt, while Hattori Heiji looked at the hazy mountain shadows outside the window and fell into deep thought.