Chapter 115: The institution in the shrine!

Inside the shrine, inside the sundries room next to the incense money box.
The bean curd has long been staring at the image on the surveillance camera, and the face has no waves.
Not far from him, a rope with a live buckle squats on the pillar next to it, and the bean paste can be touched as long as it reaches out.
If you look at the rope, you will find that the rope passes through several places, and finally it is connected with the pillars on the outside incense money box, so that the pillars are barely supported and will not fall down. That is to say, if the bean paste is long-lasting, if the rope is pulled open, the pillars that are barely supported outside may be dumped in an instant!
In the room, the cardamom stared at the monitor screen for a long time.
Finally, ten minutes later, outside the shrine, a person appeared in the visible range of the surveillance video, smoking inside the mouth, wearing a hat on the head, the cap was pressed down very low, almost the entire face Blocked.
When I saw this person appearing, the bean curd had a smile on his face for a long time, and the old hand grabbed the head of the rope.
In the surveillance video, the man slowly walked to the front of the incense money box, then turned his back to the camera, took out a flashlight, and illumined the incense money box, seemingly wanting to see the contents of the incense money box.
His head, almost to the incense money box, did not notice, the pillars that barely supported the top of the head.
Inside the utility room, the bean curd looked at the surveillance video for a long time and was preparing to pull the rope. Suddenly, it felt like someone was taking his shoulder behind him.
The bean curd has been turned for a long time, and I saw a monster with a green flame burning like a demon standing behind him, staring coldly at the bean curd for a long time, the flame on his body burning, leaving a green flame on the wall. Written words: "Stop it!"
"You, you are..." The long-awaited hand of the cardamom gripped the rope tightly.
"My name is honest." Cheng Shi wrote on the wall, "It is the servant of Yunwen adults..."
"Yun Wen...Is it an adult? The one who is a master of the spirits..." The hand of the bean curd has been loose, soft and helpless, but it seems to be relieved and put down something like it, "I heard Miaozi say, It’s that he sent the wisdom here, and he can see the wisdom too... then... you know it all from wisdom, too?

Solidly nodded: "They let you not do this..."
"Oh..." Soybean sighed for a long time, next to the rope tied to the pillar, but suddenly he let go.
Outside the sundries, because the rope was loose, the top of the incense money box, the column with the bell rang "beep".
Still in the incense money box, Quan Tengwumin, who was looking for something, heard the sound, looked up into the air, and flashed a flashlight. After seeing the pillar that was about to fall, he was so scared that his hand fell off. On the ground, "ah" called out.
At this moment, I found out that the situation was wrong and rushed out of the shrine’s door, and slammed into the body of Wu Teng Wumin.
Quan Tengwumin was suddenly hit and the whole person fell to the side.
At the same time, only to hear the "bang" sound, the pillar that was smashing the bell fell down and slammed the box of incense money.
For a moment, the incense money box was smashed.
Quan Tengwumin's luck is not good, although he has avoided a fatal blow, but his leg is still slammed, "ah" screams, his legs are already bloody, shouting loudly: "Bastard! This, How is this going?!"
However, this is not finished. The pillars of the support are broken. The raised eaves in front of the shrine, like the push-up of the Jinshan Mountain, collapsed and swayed.
......
The roadside outside the shrine.
Conan and Xiaolan also rushed to this side, and then they heard the huge sound coming from the shrine.
"Damn! Is it still a late step?"
Conan’s little ghost thought about it and couldn’t help but regret it. He climbed the stairs and ran into the shrine. After seeing Wu Teng Wumin fell to the ground and screamed, he stunned and then relieved.
Fortunately, nothing happened, no one died.
Otherwise, he estimates that he will be a lifetime because of his previous mistakes.
At this time, Xiaolan had already ran to the shrine. After seeing the scene in the shrine, she suddenly stopped: "This, what is going on?"
Conan Xiaoyin grinned: "Isn't this obvious? Someone wants to create an 'accident' and kill Mr. Wu Teng, who is now on the ground. For the reason..."
Conan spoke, and the corner of his eye swept away. He saw Shu Yunwen, the bean soup, and the bean curd, which had come from a distance, and the mouth of the mouth could not help but pumped twice. He continued:
"...The Yunwen brother over there should have seen it already?"
hateful! This guy is actually here again, and still stands with the "Prisoner."
Sure enough, the detective who claimed to be a stick, and the reasoning of the truth earlier than him?
Why do you always slow him down?
Conan's little ghost was uncomfortable. Xiaolan also saw Shu Yunwen at this time. He was surprised: "He is a student, why is he here?"
Shu Yunwen, they also saw Conan and Xiaolan at this time, and they also stunned.
"Maori classmates, Edogawa children? How are you two here?... eh?"
When talking, Shu Yunwen's gaze fell on Conan's head again - it wouldn't be, this little devil leaned on his own mind and reasoned the truth, so find it here?
If this is the case, this little devil is going to be against the sky!
You must know that even if he listened to the wisdom and the intermittent words, he just knew that the bean curd seems to be killing people for a long time. There are two goals.
According to Zhiyao, in the middle of the night, the bean curd made a deliberate break of the pillar that was not solid at all, and designed the organ. This scene happened to be seen by him. Therefore, Zhi will also say that the incense money box is "too dangerous" here...
From the point of view of the present, this is really dangerous.
If they didn't notice it in advance, let the truth come over and discourage them. Quan Teng Wumin is now ready to become a Buddha.
On the ground, Quan Tengwumin saw so many people around, and immediately asked for help: "Yun Wen, Ms. Miaozi, hosted by Mung, Miss Maori, quickly and quickly called me to call an ambulance. I was injured and needed treatment. ......"
"Well, of course, this is no problem." Shu Yunwen nodded and took out his big brother and handed it to the mournful and lost bean sprouts next to him. "Miss Miaozi, trouble you to call an ambulance, and Call the police."
"Yes, Yunwen adults." Soybean Miaozi should have a voice.
At this time, Conan Xiaogui walked slowly to Shu Yunwen's front, and his face was unhappy: "Yongwen brother, when did you find that the director of the authority had a problem?"
Shu Yunwen was asked by Conan’s words: "Oh... what? What is the problem?"
In other words, where does he know that Quan Tengwu will have problems?
He used to come to the shrine to see wisdom here. By the way, he gave some lessons to Zhi. Who knows that there will be so many things going on?
He has not been aware of the motives of the long-awaited murder of Fujiwara.