The world of science is unscientific

As he pondered these thoughts, Yusuke Suzuki slowly drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 246 This is called a sense of ritual

When I woke up in the morning, Ai Haibara was no longer in the room.

Yusuke Suzuki was getting ready to get up and wash when he heard someone talking outside. He peeked out the window and saw Shiratori Ninzaburo.

"What are you looking at again?"

At that moment, Ai Haibara came in carrying a wooden tray with breakfast on it.

“Officer Shiratori is here,” Yusuke Suzuki said, opening the window wide and then sitting down. “Is it already late?”

It's almost ten o'clock.

Ai Haibara picked up a small table, set out the breakfast, and sat quietly to the side. "Eat up."

"Ah."

After breakfast, the two went out together, just as Kogoro Mouri was walking towards them.

"You're up? Officer Shiratori is just here."

Upon arriving at the main hall, Shiratori Ninzaburo stood up to greet him.

"After hearing that Mr. Sakura was a member of the Genji Hotaru, I came all the way from Tokyo. Last night, the Kyoto police found the artworks that they had stolen in the past in his antique shop."

Yusuke Suzuki still didn't understand. "Then why did you come to see me? I've said everything I needed to say yesterday, and didn't I hand over the dagger to the police?"

“The dagger has been sent for testing,” Shiratori Ninzaburo said gently, “but there are still no crucial clues to confirm the other party’s identity.”

"I came here this time to see if you can recall any more information."

As he spoke, he pulled a piece of paper from his pocket. "By the way, this was found in Yoshitsune's book at Mr. Sakura's house yesterday. Do you know what the pattern on it means?"

"do not know."

After chatting for a while longer, Shiratori Ninzaburo got up to say goodbye.

Heiji Hattori, who had been listening quietly, leaned closer and asked, "Yusuke-nii, could you tell me what that guy looked like yesterday?"

"Compared to the afternoon, he simply changed his motorcycle helmet into a Noh mask for an old man."

After briefly describing the fight scene from last night, Yusuke Suzuki stood up and stretched. "You two, stop bothering me and let me get some rest."

The two of us?

Conan pointed to himself.

What does that mean?!

Did he say anything?

Kogoro Mouri had originally planned to invite Yusuke Suzuki to explore Kyoto some more, but now it seems unlikely that will happen.

As for solving the mystery...

Ha, they've already given up, haven't they?

Back inside, Suzuki Yusuke made a phone call to Numabuchi Kiichiro.

Let's get a general idea of ​​his progress in Tokyo.

There were no tense or exciting encounters; it was rather uneventful.

Miki Masami is currently facing a funding bottleneck and is trying to raise money. Her original path of selling weapons is no longer viable, so she has to look for other ways.

After chatting casually, Yusuke Suzuki hung up the phone. Judging from the footsteps, it should be Ai Haibara coming over.

Sure enough, two breaths later, Ai Haibara appeared at the door.

"Don't you want to rest?"

“Rest doesn’t necessarily mean sleeping,” Yusuke Suzuki said, lightly jumping onto the windowsill. “Doing nothing is also a form of rest.”

Ai Haibara remained noncommittal as she walked to his side. "Conan and Hattori went out together."

"It seems they have a new idea."

"And what about you?" Ai Haibara tilted her head. "I always feel like you've seen through everything."

"I'm not that good."

Yusuke Suzuki grabbed Ai Haibara by the collar, lifted her onto the windowsill, and placed her beside him.

"Please, can't you at least be a little gentler with me?"

Ai Haibara was speechless, and couldn't help but recall a long time ago, at the Blue Castle, when Yusuke Suzuki had also brought her up with Ayumi in the same way.

Thinking about this, she realized that she hadn't seen the three children and Professor Agasa for a while.

"Sorry, sorry," Yusuke Suzuki chuckled lightly, "Have you calmed down yet?"

Ai Haibara was taken aback for a moment before realizing what the other person was talking about. She nodded somewhat slowly, then began to shake her head.

"I should think about it some more, but I'm not in a bad mood right now."

The two chatted slowly, and time flowed by.

Meanwhile, Heiji Hattori and Conan boarded the subway.

"According to Yusuke, the opponent's swordsmanship is also quite remarkable, but it feels different from the swordsmanship I know."

Dark-skinned man said with his head down, "And that short knife is also something I'm concerned about."

"How to say?"

"If the dagger was the murder weapon used to kill Mr. Sakura, then the other party wouldn't have just thrown it out so carelessly."

“The situation was urgent at the time, so it’s understandable that he did something like that to escape, right?” Conan shook his head. “We should think about why the other party attacked you first and then attacked Yusuke.”

"Since I haven't obtained any important clues, could it be because I possess something important?"

Heiji Hattori muttered to himself. The next moment, he and Conan exchanged a glance, and he took out a cloth bag from his pocket, inside which was the small crystal bead.

"Wait, this thing..."

Conan suddenly realized something, "Could it be a white hair?"

"White hair?"

"It's that thing placed between the eyebrows of the Buddha statue."

Blackie examined the small crystal bead closely between his two fingers. "It does look very similar."

“That makes sense,” Conan said, his eyes gleaming. “The culprit is also a member of the Genji Firefly clan. When they stole the Yakushi Nyorai eight years ago, the white hair accidentally fell off and you picked it up.”

"The attack on you is because you want to take this back."

Heiji Hattori nodded. "That does make sense, but why would the murderer attack Yusuke?"

"It must have been that Yusuke put too much pressure on the other party back then?" Conan recalled. "He felt that as long as Yusuke was still around, it would be difficult for him to succeed, so he pulled that stunt last night, but he miscalculated."

"In any case, the murderer must be one of the remaining three people. Let's investigate first."

Hattori Heiji put away his cloth bag and closed his eyes to rest.

As they arrived at Harutaro Mizuo's house, Yusuke Suzuki also began his operation.

"Shiho, I'm going out for a bit to buy something. Be a good girl and wait for me at home, okay?"

You don't look like you're going to buy anything at all, and this isn't home...

Ai Haibara mentally complained, but outwardly agreed immediately.

"Come back soon."

"understood."

Yusuke Suzuki carried Ai Haibara off the windowsill, then put on his clothes and climbed out the window to leave.

Can't this guy just use the door?

Haibara sighed and silently went to tidy up the bedding on the floor.

After leaving the temple, Yusuke Suzuki got into a taxi and asked the driver to take him to a place that sells Noh masks.

After much deliberation, he finally chose the most classic 'Hannya' mask and asked the taxi driver to take him to buy a kendo uniform.

Since we're going to have a passionate duel with Saijo Taiga, we naturally need to be well-equipped.

What is this called?

This is called a sense of ritual.

Chapter 247: Knowing the answer, but not the process.

After buying his things, Yusuke Suzuki returned to Sannoji Temple.

Of course, you should try on new clothes.

As soon as she put on her kendo uniform, Ai Haibara's eyes started sparkling with hearts.

So...so handsome...

Yusuke Suzuki was quite satisfied with himself. If he had used a sword this time, he would have shown Ai Haibara what Chinese style was all about.

Thinking about this, he suddenly realized that he should have someone tailor-make a Shinigami suit for him, the kind of clothes worn by Shinigami.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.

The kendo uniform that I was initially quite satisfied with now feels a bit like a compromise.

After trying on the clothes, Yusuke Suzuki changed back into normal clothes.

Today, Kogoro Mouri's Tokyo adventure plan has been ruined by Ran Mouri. The bumbling detective was arrested and brought back before he even left the temple.

When Suzuki Yusuke arrived, Mouri Kogoro was frowning at the paper.

"Dad, today is the last day, can't you be a little more serious?"

Upon hearing Ran Mouri's words, Yusuke Suzuki sighed.

The bumbling detective was trying his best, but he genuinely couldn't figure it out...