It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

Chapter 677: A Different Attitude

Kawasho Shinryu took it and took a look.

"We have figured out the roaring bell sound, which refers to Big Ben, but we still have no idea about the rest."

After all, this concerns people's lives, so Mao Lilan is also very concerned about solving the puzzle.

"Looking for buildings?" Kawasei Shinryu glanced at the English words above. "The boiled egg in the third sentence probably refers to the city hall next to the Fog City Bridge. The pickled cucumber in the next sentence probably refers to the thin, round building that can be seen from the city hall. For buildings that look like cakes, look for churches. Some churches are designed to look like cakes."

Mao Lilan and Kudo Shinichi were stunned as they listened nearby.

"It sounds like you, Kawasei, know quite a bit about the Fog City." Kudo Shinichi said with some emotion.

"Because I stayed here for a while." Kawasei Shinryu said, and the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He took out his phone and walked aside to answer the call.

"I see. I'll be there right now."

After that he hung up the phone.

After returning Mao Lilan's phone to her, Kawasho Shinryu spoke to them again before leaving, "The rest of the puzzle is up to you. In addition, you may have to go to the place I just mentioned tomorrow. The criminal will most likely leave a key clue nearby."

"Okay, thank you! Chuan Sheng."

Kudo Shinichi waved at him.

Once out of everyone's sight, he teleported directly to the hotel.

As soon as Clark saw him he held out a card and handed it to him.

After taking it and taking a look at it, Alex thought about it for a moment, then returned the card to Clark, "Go take a look first, and if it doesn't work, just deal with it."

Clark nodded his understanding and headed directly to the location on the card.

Since Lord Lucifer said so, it means it’s not a big deal.

As the night deepens, there are basically no people in the churches, except for those churches that take in homeless children.

In one of the slightly larger churches, there was only the priest of the church in the prayer room, and he was dressed more ornately than ordinary believers.

He stood before the statue of the Lord, whispering a prayer, and was unaware of the figure approaching from behind.

When he realized something was wrong and looked back, he saw only a female believer wearing a platinum nun's uniform.

Clark smiled at him and raised his hand to signal him to look forward.

The priest turned around and his eyes suddenly widened, with a look of disbelief and excitement appearing in his eyes at the same time.

Alex sat on the shoulder of the huge statue, supporting his chin with one hand, looking down at the priest who was so excited that he was at a loss, and leisurely shook the wings on his back.

"This is God's messenger." Clark lowered his eyes and spoke gently, his tone seemed to contain a hint of temptation, "Your prayer has been heard by God, and the messenger will help you fulfill your wish. Please tell God's messenger your wish, this loyal believer."

At the end, she added quietly, "Any wish is fine. My Lord will forgive your greed and fulfill your wish."

The old priest lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, he prostrated himself on the ground devoutly, "If possible, your faithful believer hopes that Emily can be resurrected and come back to accompany me..."

Two seconds after he finished speaking, a soft cat's meow sounded in front of him.

The priest suddenly opened his eyes wide, raised his head and looked at the familiar kitten in front of him. Tears instantly filled his eyes. He gently stroked it with trembling hands, and then held it in his arms.

He offered his most faithful gratitude to God.

When he got up from the ground, the female believer beside him had disappeared at some point, and there was only a chill in the prayer room. If it weren't for the kitten that was fast asleep in his arms and a white feather that had slowly floated down from the sky to his eyes, he would have almost thought it was just a dream.

He treasured the feather.

On the surface, nothing seemed to have happened, except that the faith of the priest and the churchgoers seemed to be slowly changing.

Because he was dealing with church-related matters, Kawasho Mahiro did not meet them until the case they were handling was completed.

Only after he finally learned the result did he take the time to meet with them.

He glanced at Conan, and suddenly pulled him aside and asked quietly, "Come to think of it, isn't this identity of yours fabricated out of thin air? How did you get through airport security without a passport?"

When it comes to this, Conan scratched his head a little embarrassedly, with a silly smile on his face, "As for this, it was Huiyuan who provided the method."

When it comes to Haibara Ai, Kawasho Mahiro knows what the method is.

It's nothing more than having him take medicine to turn into Kudo Shinichi, take the plane as Kudo Shinichi, and then act as Conan the rest of the time.

Kawasei Shinryu looked at him quietly for a few seconds, "That Miss Huihara should have given you two pills, one when you came, and another one was used up yesterday for your girlfriend. How are you going to go back?"

Conan suddenly felt embarrassed, "Well... actually Huibara asked my mom and the others to bring me one... hahahahaha..."

"...You are really lucky." Kawasho Shinryu was silent for a moment, "Since you don't need my help, I'll leave first. Goodbye."

He came quietly and left quietly, without a cloud behind.

Conan: "..."

……

Agasa's house in Beika-cho 2-chome.

Huihara Ai was teasing the little white pigeon that flew over again, while answering Chitake's question, "Edogawa is playing with Miss Maori in Sherlock Holmes' hometown."

After smoothing the hair on the little pigeon's head, she spoke again, with a hint of worry in her tone, "But come to think of it, are you really okay? That little lunatic disguised himself as you."

The expression of the guy who was eavesdropping next door suddenly froze.

Qian Zhu smiled slightly and replied in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, although he will disguise himself as me, he won't attack me in my appearance, and certainly won't attack me either."

"Why? He only anesthetized you last time, and he also sent you to the hospital to prevent the murderer from giving him away and implicating you." Dr. Agasa, who was repairing one of his almost useless inventions, paused, thought for a moment and said, "That guy's attitude towards Chitake seems to be very different."

Qianzhu chuckled and whispered in a tone that made them hear him but not the content, "Of course it will be different. After all, if something happens to me, something will happen to him too."

"What?" Dr. Agasa, doubting his ears, asked again.