Soon, the information was summarized. The deceased was Monk Tenyong, the temple host. The autopsy results showed that the cause of death was hanged. The time of death was about 10 to 12 o'clock. Before his death, he drank a lot of alcohol. After Maori Kogoro's explanation, he and the deceased had been drinking the night before.

(Oribita can no longer help but complain about the power of the prehistoric world. RB monk drinks wine, eats meat, gets married and has children as usual. Apart from shaving a bald man, is RB monk really a monk?)

The body was found to be a monk in the temple. Kuan Nian, the disciple of the deceased, found that it was about 7:30. Kuan Nian asked everyone to get up for breakfast and couldn't find the host. After searching everywhere, he found the body of the host hanging on the beam above the confinement room in the practice room.

In addition, in a corner below the confinement room, there was a big hole in the place where there was a small window. The monks all said that it was opened when Wu Tiangou broke into the practice room, and pointed out that a monk was also killed by Wu Tiangou two years ago. At that time, there was a big hole in the scene as it is now.

Of course, no one would believe the police telling the police that Wu Tiangou. Ren Saburo Shirato shook his head and said, "Digging holes in the wall and hanging on the ceiling is just to imitate the ancient legend. Suicide is so funny. These two people really like to do shows."

"Wrong!" Kogoro Mori spoke and said, "Since you need to make a hole, and you are in the same position both times, it means that they were all killed, and the murderer's technique must make such a hole."

To be honest, Kogoro Maori's words were a little bit unreasonable. Shirago Renzabu was so contemptuous that he was about to refute, when a police officer came to report something.

"The police department made up for it, it's a bit strange that we didn't find any broken holes."

"Almost what does it mean?" Shiraki Ren Saburo frowned.

"We only know a very, very small piece of wood chip outside the hole, and we can't even guarantee that the wood chip comes from the hole."

"Is Wu Tiangou actually eating wood?" Shiragou Renzabu complained casually. In his opinion, the wooden board was hidden by Tianyong, who committed suicide. The simple suicide case caused such trouble, which made him a little depressed when he was anxious to go home and change his pants.

"Mist...Misty Dog!" When he heard the words of Shiragou Ren Sanro, the three monks who were extremely sensitive to Wutian Dog hugged each other again, trembling in fear.

After looking at the three stupid monks speechlessly, Shirago Ren Saburo had to issue an order to expand the search range, hoping to find the wooden board and close the case as soon as possible.

"So strange!" A child voice sounded, and naturally Conan was deliberately acting cute. "Although it rained heavily last night, the walls of this room are too wet!"

"Yes." Shirago Renzaburi thought about it seriously. He loved architecture and discovered another strange place. "The design of this practice room is also very strange. The waterproofing work is very exaggerated, just to the point where it is sealed and not breathable."

"I want to go upstairs and take a look." Kogoro Mouri suddenly spoke, wanting to go to the corridor outside the skylight at the top of the practice room to take a look, and Shirago Renzabu is naturally impossible to follow.

After Kogoro Mouri left, the case was once again at a deadlock. The idle autopsy police officer whispered in a low voice, but a few words floated into Shirago Renzabu's ears.
Chapter completed!