The tea house named "Sakuraya" is located in the alley of Pontocho. It is a Japanese-style house with a Kyoto style. Under the light of orange lanterns, it has a unique flavor.
Fujiwara Yuu was walking in the alley, and the three girls in his car couldn't wait to take pictures at the entrance of the alley. He raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, and the image of Miyano Akemi leading him and walking here emerged in his mind. He must do it in the future.
Take her here for a walk and enjoy the romance of Kyoto.
He came to the tea house, and before he entered, he heard the simple sounds of the shamisen coming from the second floor. When paired with the singing of geishas, it gave a feeling of desolation and loneliness.
Under the leadership of the proprietress Tae Yamakura, he walked up to the second floor. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Kogoro Mouri with a drunken blush on his cheeks. He did not have the temperament that a famous detective should have at all, and his lustful eyes
Lingering on the maiko.
If Miss Maori sees this look, she will definitely be scolded.
Mouri Kogoro was obviously a little drunk, and he shouted excitedly:
"Miss Chiga Suzu is the best in Japan!"
"Thank you for your compliments." Chika Suzu, who looked like a maiko, spoke with a thick Kyoto accent and thanked her as she bent down and bowed down.
The short-haired man wearing traditional clothes said with a smile:
"Come on, help Mr. Maori fill the bar."
"yes."
Fujiwara Yu stared helplessly with half-moon eyes. He was worried that Mouri Kogoro would make some extraordinary moves, so he coughed twice to remind them of his existence. Then he strode to Mouri Kogoro's side and sat down with a smile:
"Mr. Maori, it's better for me to help you fill the bar. I think you don't want Miss Maori to lose her temper, right?"
After that, he imitated Mao Lilan's classic kind smile and raised his fists and clenched them tightly.
Mouri Kogoro thought of his daughter's fighting ability. He swallowed his saliva and said unnaturally:
"Um, Officer Eagle, why are you here?"
"Of course I came here to investigate the Genji Hotaru case. As for appearing here..."
Before Fujiwara Yuu finished speaking, Mao Lilan's dissatisfied voice came directly from the door. She put her hands on her waist and said angrily:
"I asked Officer Eagle to send us here, couldn't I? Dad."
"Yes, of course." Mouri Kogoro picked up the tea cup awkwardly, but the tea was too hot, and the way he stuck out his tongue and gasped for air was a bit funny.
After his daughter's presence, Mouri Kogoro instantly regained his previous appearance, but soon he showed his true colors. Because Suzuki Sonoko discovered that he could enjoy the Kamogawa River outside the house, the young man naturally came to the seats on the first floor terrace to enjoy the Kamogawa River.
Enjoy the beautiful scenery while tasting Kyoto’s authentic wagashi.
Thinking of this, he secretly gave a thumbs up, well done, the second young lady of the Suzuki family.
However, Mouri Kogoro obviously couldn't control his temper. Before his daughter left, he directly took Miss Chika Suzu's hand and rubbed his cheek against the back of her hand. This was really a bit much.
He showed his crazy side vividly, and what he said left Conan and others speechless:
"Wow, Miss Chika Suzu, your fingers are like white fish, I really want to eat them!"
Fujiwara Yu squinted his eyes, took out his police officer ID card directly from his pocket, waved it in front of Mouri Kogoro's eyes, and his tone was full of resentment:
"Mr. Mori, that's about it. If you go further, I can treat you to a pork chop donburi in the detention center."
"Hahaha, Officer Takaji is joking." Mouri Kogoro rarely showed an embarrassed expression, but his eyes always fell on Chika Suzu's injured thumb. His crazy expression quickly faded, and he frowned and asked: "Chika Suzu
Miss, your finger is injured."
"Ah, yes." Qianhe Ling quickly retracted her hand and smiled.
Fujiwara Yu quickly noticed this scene. Could it be that the injury on his thumb was a mark left while practicing kyudo? Thinking of this, his eyes fell on Mouri Kogoro. Could it be that the uncle was reminding Chika Suzu that she had practiced kyudo?
.
He looked at Chika Suzu's height from the corner of his eye. He did have some similarities with the gangsters he met before, but it was too quick to draw conclusions now. Without evidence, there was no way to prove that this person had time to commit the crime.
"Heiji, why don't you come down with us?" Toyama Kazuha, who was about to go downstairs to the first-floor terrace to admire the moon, noticed that Heiji had no intention of going downstairs and couldn't help but ask.
Hattori Heiji waved his hand. He was currently occupied with the case and was not in the mood to admire the moon:
"No, I'll just stay here, Conan too, right?"
"Yeah! I'm with Brother Heiji!"
Knowing that Hattori Heiji's first love was in Kyoto, Toyama Kazuha, who was full of crisis, asked with a hint of jealousy:
"Heiji, are you interested in that maiko?"
"Idiot, don't talk nonsense about things that don't exist." Hattori Heiji obviously didn't notice Toyama Kazuha's emotions, and he replied speechlessly.
Fujiwara Yu recalled what Hattori Heiji had said, and he guessed Kazuha's worries without using his brain. He pushed Hattori's back unceremoniously and said in a commanding tone:
"It's still early for high school students and elementary school students to get in touch with the adult world. As long as Uncle Maori is watching over you, you two just go down and enjoy the moon. You don't see this kind of scenery every day."
"Huh? Okay then."
After Fujiwara Yu watched several people go downstairs, he found a seat in a corner and sat down. He refused the geisha who wanted to pour him wine, folded his hands on his chest and observed every move of the people in the room.
However, nothing strange happened in the house. To say it was strange... it was definitely a game they were playing.
Fujiwara Yu really can't understand what's so fun about this kind of game. He always has the feeling that they play such a childish game just to take advantage of others.
Time passed by, and Fujiwara Yu, who was so bored that he felt sleepy, couldn't help but yawned. He noticed the boss's wife, Yamakura Tae, getting up, and noticed that the time had reached blackjack, and the man who was resting on the first floor
Mr. Sakura Shozo seems to have said that I should wake him up during blackjack time.
"Ms. Yamakura, let me go with you. I just want to buy a cup of coffee."
"Okay~ Please come with me."
The two of them walked downstairs, and were led by Yamakura Tae to the door of the guest room on the first floor. She politely knelt down on the floor and called Mr. Sakura Shozo's name, but she didn't know that there was no sound at all in the room.
Could it be that I was too asleep and didn't hear it?
However, when I pushed open the Japanese-style sliding door, there was no one inside, and the quilt was lifted.
Fujiwara Yu saw this scene and hurried forward. He reached out and touched the quilt, which was still a little warm. This proved that Sakura Masazo had not been away for a long time. He had a vague premonition and turned around to ask:
"Ms. Yamakura, are there any other rooms here?"
"Yes, there are guest rooms on the basement floor, but those are usually for employees."
After hearing this, Fujiwara Yu ran directly towards the stairs, hurriedly went downstairs and pushed open the wooden door of one of the rooms. He saw Sakura Masazo's body lying flat on the wooden floor, with his wallet still open and placed on his chest.
Yamakura Tae, who followed, screamed when she saw this.