Chapter 15

Another weekend, Maori Kogoro was invited by the organizers of the world's first night festival to Saitama county to publicize the upcoming festival.

Xiaolan wanted to see the more famous memorial ceremony, and Bai Yan Zhenyu's new novel happened to write about the scene of holding the memorial ceremony, ready to collect some relevant materials, so after discussion, they decided to spend this weekend in Saitama county.

After arriving at Saitama County by bus, the organizer arranged the people in a hotel called [bucket mountain], and then left with Maori Kogoro to carry out the publicity work related to the festival.

In the evening, after completing the publicity work, Maori Kogoro returned to the hotel. They had dinner in the hotel, put on the bathrobes provided by the hotel and went to participate in the first night sacrifice celebration in the world.

The first night sacrifice in the world is a large-scale sacrificial activity held in a place called Sanyue mountain in Saitama county.

After the ceremony, the staff will light the pre arranged igniters and burn the words "heaven, next and one" on the three mountains in order to pray for the highest harvest in the world this autumn.

Looking at the crowd at the activity site, Xiaolan couldn't help sighing: "there are so many people. It's really lively..."

Maori Kogoro, who was a little tired because of his work, was also infected by the atmosphere at the scene and said with a smile: "yes, it's good to live in a free hotel and see lively rituals occasionally..."

Baiyan Zhenyu's eyes were sharp. He found that the first word "heaven" lit up on a mountain in the distance. He quickly pointed to the side and warned, "look, the festival has begun."

The crowd looked over and saw that under the light of the fire, the whole mountain seemed to be shrouded in a faint red light, which was very beautiful.

Xiao Lan took out her mobile phone, took some photos of the word "Tian" and exclaimed, "although it's just a bonfire, it looks really spectacular."

"It is said that when all three words are lit, the whole three mountains will be shrouded in red light, just like the Flame Mountain described in China's journey to the West."

Baiyan Zhenyu also took several photos, and then said the metaphor heard from other tourists on the way.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ~"

Just then, the pleasant mobile phone ring rang. Bai yanzhenyu looked at the caller's name displayed on his eyes and said to Mao lixiaowulang, "uncle, I'll answer the phone. You go to the activity venue first."

"Well, be careful not to get lost." after telling Bai yanzhenyu, Maori xiaowulang took Xiaolan and Conan forward.

After they left, Bai Yan Zhenyu pressed the answer button and asked with a smile, "moximoxi, sister Meiyue, what can I do for you?"

At the other end of the phone, a beautiful editor's voice came: "Mr. Zhenyu, I'm sorry to disturb you so late. Our company is going to hold an offline signing meeting next week to promote your new work. Do you have time to participate?"

"The signing meeting is OK. What's the specific day of the week?" Bai yanzhenyu had a lot of free time. After hearing that it was an offline signing meeting, he immediately agreed.

"Tuesday to Friday is OK, depending on which day is convenient for you."

For well-known writers such as Bai Yan Zhenyu, the lightning library still gives considerable independent choice, and the company will not directly arrange various publicity activities like ordinary new writers.

"Let's go on Thursday." in order to give the company more time to prepare, Bai yanzhenyu chose to hold a signing meeting on Thursday.

"OK, Mr. Zhenyu, that's the deal. Oh, I'll pick you up at 7:30 on Thursday morning."

After discussing the holding of the signing meeting, Bai yanzhenyu hung up the phone and was not in a hurry to catch up with Maori xiaowulang and others. They strolled slowly in the festival market and tasted various unique delicacies.

After playing for a while, Baiyan Zhenyu began to accelerate and soon caught up with Maori Kogoro. As a result, she found that Xiaolan was taking pictures of a strange man with a camera.

"I'm back." Baiyan Zhenyu came to the three and whispered to Conan with the little rabbit balloon: "Conan, what are you doing?"

Conan was playing with the children's balloon Xiaolan bought him. He casually explained, "that man's name is Shijing Xuanyi. He is a writer. He is collecting customs and records of festivals in various places. Please take some photos for him."

"Oh, I'm still a colleague." Bai Yan nodded clearly and went out to get materials. He had done a lot of things before.

Soon, Xiaolan took photos for Shijing Xuanyi. As a thank-you, Shijing Xuanyi gave Xiaolan a book he wrote and told her that his pen name was Imai.

"Eh? Imai counts?" after listening to Shijing Xuanyi's words, Mao xiaowulang looked a little strange. He was surprised and questioned: "isn't that the pseudonym used by the great writer Jinzhu Zhigang when he came out?"

Shijing Xuanyi seems to have been used to other people's misunderstandings for a long time. He explains awkwardly: "I am an old friend with today's Zhuzhi. Jinjing counts the pseudonym, which is the pseudonym we used together in our previous cooperation."

"I see. I didn't expect that Mr. Shijing had cooperated with Mr. Jinzhu." after hearing the explanation of Mr. Shijing Xuanyi, everyone knew that this thing was unknown to most people.

"Well, thank you for your help. I have to collect some other materials. Goodbye."

Shijingxuan said goodbye to the crowd. As he was about to leave, a police officer suddenly rushed to the scene and stopped him.

"Hello, I'm a policeman from Saitama county. My name is Henggou."

After showing the police officer's card to the public, officer Henggou asked Shijing Xuanyi, "excuse me, are you Mr. Shijing Xuanyi?"

"Yes, Mr. policeman, what can I do for you?" shijingxuan nodded, looking like he didn't know why.

After confirming the identity of Shijing Xuanyi, officer Henggou said in a deep voice, "Mr. Shijing, there is a case about Mr. jinzhuzhi. I want to ask you for advice."

Hearing about his good friend, shiai Xuanyi changed his face and asked anxiously, "Mr. policeman, what happened to him today?"

Officer Henggou observed Shijing Xuanyi's expression and didn't find anything different. Then he said, "Mr. takezhi has been killed. It's in the bucket mountain hotel where you stayed with him."

"What?! how is it possible that Takeshi is dead today? Wasn't I fine before I left the hotel?" Shijing Xuanyi looked at officer Henggou in shock and obviously couldn't accept the news.

Officer Henggou frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Shijing, I won't joke about this kind of thing. As a person who may be related to the case, please come with me."

"OK." Shijing Xuanyi didn't refuse and left with officer Henggou.

Urged by curiosity and Conan, Bai yanzhenyu insincerely boasted: "uncle, isn't the Tonsan hotel also where we stay? Why don't we go and have a look together, which can also let the people of Saitama County see the power of the famous detective Maori Kogoro."

"Hahaha, that's what I said. My detective Maori xiaowulang will find out the murderer in minutes. Let's go back to the hotel."

After hearing this, Maori xiaowulang was in a happy mood. He agreed to Bai Yan Zhenyu's proposal and returned to the hotel with the people to solve the murder case.