Chapter 677 An Attitude That Is Different
Kawasaki Masuru took it and glanced at it.
"We've figured out the rumbling bells; they refer to Big Ben. But we still have no clue about what comes after that."
This is a matter of life and death, so Ran Mouri is very keen on solving the mystery.
"Are you looking for buildings?" Kawasaki Maru glanced at the English text above. "The 'boiled egg' in the third sentence probably refers to the city hall next to the Wudu 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, you can look for churches. Some churches are designed to look like cakes."
Ran Mouri and Shinichi Kudo listened in stunned silence.
"It sounds like you know quite a bit about Chongqing, Kawasaki," Shinichi Kudo remarked with some emotion.
“Because I stayed here for a while.” As Kawasaki Maru said this, his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket. He took out his phone and walked aside to answer the call.
"I understand, I'll be right there."
He hung up the phone after saying that.
After returning Ran Mouri's phone to her, Kawasaki Maru spoke to them again before leaving, "The rest of the mystery is up to you. Also, you might have to go to the location we just mentioned tomorrow. The culprit will most likely leave crucial clues in that area."
"Okay, thank you! Mr. Chuan Sheng."
Shinichi Kudo waved at him.
Once out of sight of the crowd, he teleported directly to the hotel.
As soon as Clark saw him, he handed him a card.
Alex took the card and glanced at it. After a moment's thought, he returned the card to Clark. "Go take a look first. If it doesn't work, just clean it up."
Clark nodded to indicate that he understood, and then went directly to the location on the card.
Since Lord Lucifer has said so, it means this is not a big deal.
As night deepened, there were hardly any people in the church, except for those churches that would take in homeless children.
In one of the slightly larger churches, the prayer room contained only the church's priest, whose attire was more elaborate than that of the ordinary believers.
He stood before the statue of the Lord, praying softly, unaware of the figure drawing ever closer behind him.
When he realized something was wrong and turned around, he only saw a female believer dressed in a white and gold nun's habit.
Clark smiled slightly at him and gestured for him to look ahead.
The priest turned around and his eyes widened instantly, a look of disbelief and excitement appearing in them at the same time.
Alex sat on the shoulder of the giant statue, propping his chin up with one hand and looking down at the priest who was so excited he was at a loss for what to do, while leisurely shaking the wings on his back.
“This is God’s messenger.” Clark lowered his eyes and spoke gently, his tone seemingly containing a subtle seduction. “Your prayer has been heard by God. The messenger will help you fulfill your wish. Please tell God’s messenger your wish, faithful believer.”
At the end, she whispered, "Any wish is possible. Our Lord will forgive your greed and grant your wish."
The elderly priest bowed his head, seemingly lost in thought. After a long while, he prostrated himself on the ground in reverence. "If possible, your faithful believer wishes that Emily could be resurrected and return to be with me..."
Two seconds after he finished speaking, a soft meow sounded in front of him.
The priest's eyes widened instantly. He looked up at the familiar kitten in front of him, his eyes welling up with tears. He gently stroked the kitten with trembling hands and then held it in his arms.
He offered his most sincere gratitude to God.
When he got up from the ground, the female believer beside him had disappeared. The prayer room was cold and quiet. If it weren't for the white feather that had drifted down from the sky and landed in front of him, he would have thought it was all a dream.
He treasured the feather.
On the surface, nothing seemed to have happened, except that the priest's and the church's believers' faith appeared to be slowly shifting.
Because they were dealing with matters related to the church, Kawasaki Masuru did not meet with them until the cases they were handling were concluded.
Only after learning the final result did he manage to find time to meet with them.
He glanced at Conan, then suddenly pulled him aside and whispered, "Speaking of which, wasn't your identity fabricated out of thin air? How did you get through airport security without a passport?"
When this was mentioned, Conan scratched his head a little embarrassedly, a somewhat goofy smile on his face. "Well, it was Haibara who provided the method."
Mentioning Ai Haibara, Kawasaki Maru immediately knows what method it is.
It's nothing more than letting him take the medicine to become Shinichi Kudo, travel by plane as Shinichi Kudo, and then act as Conan the rest of the time.
Kawasaki Maru looked at him quietly for a few seconds. "That Miss Haibara should have only given you two pills, right? You brought one, and you used another one yesterday for your girlfriend. How do you plan to get back?"
Conan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. "Well... actually, Haibara asked my mom and the others to bring me another one... hahahahaha..."
“…You’re really lucky.” Kawasaki Maru paused for a moment. “Since you don’t need my help, I’ll be going now. Goodbye.”
He came quietly and left quietly, without leaving a trace.
Conan: "..."
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Agasa's house in Beika-cho 2-chome.
Ai Haibara was teasing the little white dove that flew over again when she answered Chizuru's question, "Edogawa is playing with that Miss Mori in Holmes' hometown."
She stroked the little pigeon's head and spoke again, her tone tinged with worry, "But speaking of which, are you really alright? That little madwoman disguised herself as you before."
The guy next door who was eavesdropping immediately frowned.
Qianzhu smiled slightly and replied gently, "Don't worry, although he can disguise himself as me, he won't actually attack me in my appearance, and of course he won't lay a hand on me."
"Why? Come to think of it, last time he only anesthetized you, and to prevent the murderer from implicating you by giving him away, he even sent you to the hospital." Professor Agasa, who was repairing one of his almost useless inventions, stopped and pondered for a moment before saying, "That guy's attitude towards Chitake seems quite different."
Qianzhu chuckled softly, speaking in a tone that was clear enough for them to 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 asked again, doubting his own ears.
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