The young monk and old monk both stiffened at his words, their expressions suddenly turning strange.
The old monk dressed the young monk up as a woman...
Uh... this kid's thoughts are a little out there!
Meanwhile, the others who heard that fell silent as well.
"Good grief, he actually dared to say that out loud?"
"Well said! You didn't disgrace us High School Detectives!"
Watching Conan say something like that in his childish voice, Fujino couldn't help giving him a thumbs-up.
Ran's expression suddenly stiffened.
"Old monk, young monk, dressed as a woman..."
"W-What is this kid even talking about?!"
Ran's innocent train of thought raced wildly before crashing outright.
Innocent Ran might not have understood.
The others didn't understand either, but they were deeply shocked.
An old monk and a young monk had something oddly similar to a priest and a little boy.
Unspeakable. Truly unspeakable.
Hattori Heiji gave Conan, who had just uttered such outrageous words, a dead-eyed glance. Then he cleared his throat and continued, "This was found by this kid while he was checking the tatami mats. Girls' earrings can easily come loose, so they need this to hold them in place. But this thing can also easily come loose, so the question is: whose is it?"
"I remember now!"
Denkyu came back to his senses and shouted, "The woman I saw had something like a pendant hanging from her ear!"
Hattori Heiji looked at Abbot Shiluo and smiled. "In that case, what Master Denkyu saw wasn't an illusion. It was an undeniable fact."
"No, no, no..."
The old monk clearly wasn't about to kneel and admit fault over something like this. Instead, he slowly began explaining himself.
He had said before that, apart from Denkyu, he had two other disciples: one named Wenkyu and