\"Damn, you actually involved me and caused me to be beaten by my uncle.\" After going out, Conan pulled the little white beside him and complained.

"Don't you want to hear the results?" asked Xiaobai nonchalantly.

\"The result?\" Conan asked, confused.

\"When I just finished saying that, I noticed a few people coming in.\" Xiaobai sat on the chair and said, while Maori and Xiaolan were talking to Asai Narumi about something.

\"After I finished saying that, the head of the Black Rock Village, and the bourgeois Hideo Kawashima, their faces were not very good-looking, and their eyes were scattered as if they were thinking about something.The thin and obscene Nishimoto Ken ran out with his teeth chattering in fright, I think Nishimoto Ken's reaction you also saw it.\" Xiaobai thought about the scene for a while and said.

\"Well, it seems to be really suspicious.\" Conan said, rubbing his chin, completely forgetting about the complaint he had just complained.

"There's a strange place, though.\" Conan muttered to himself.

\"Oh, you're talking about the sound of the piano, I think someone is maintaining it.\" Xiaobai said unconcernedly.

"But the people in the village say it's a cursed piano, and I don't think anyone would be so kind as to maintain it.\" Conan replied after a moment's thought.

"That's only God knows.\" Xiaobai shrugged.

\"...\" Conan fell into a speechlessness.

Night.

Because Conan and the others, who felt that something might be wrong, stayed in the Dharma field, listening to the beating sound of the wooden fish, the people inside were busy doing the Dharma ceremony, and Conan was kneeling listlessly on the side.

\"It's boring.\It's been like this for hours.\" This is Conan's heart.

"Huh?\" The people present wondered, listening to the sudden sound of a piano.

\"This is...\" Conan muttered to himself.

\"Moonlight.\" After Xiaobai finished speaking, he saw Conan running outside, accompanied by Maori, Xiaolan, Heiyan and some others.

At this time, the sounding room continued to play the sonata of the moonlight, but some people in black mourning clothes stood outside the door, and no one pushed them away.

\"Ah...\" When Conan opened the door, a scream came out.

I saw a person inside with his hands hanging weakly, his head was looking out the window and lying on the keyboard of the piano. There were water stains on the ground, and no one was playing the piano, but the sonata of the moonlight continued to sound.

"It's dead.\" Maori said as he ran in, probing his finger's pulse with his hand.

"What?" Kuroiwa and the others said with a look of horror on their faces.

\"Xiaolan, hurry up and inform the police on the island.\" Maori said to Xiaolan beside him, and then saw Xiaolan answer and run towards the door.

"Dr. Chengshi, could you please help with the autopsy?" said Maori to Chengsil, who was standing not far away.

\"Hi.\" Cheng Shi finished speaking, walked forward and began to inspect it.

\"Curse, this is definitely a curse, this ominous piano must be sealed, this piano is starting to make trouble again.\" I saw Kuroiwa's secretary, that is, Hirata scratching his head, and then pointed to the piano and shouted.

\"What's the curse?, do you mean this tape recorder?\" Maori said as he lifted a tape recorder from the piano.

"If you count this case, then, judging by what happened two years ago, the late Hideo Kawashima now, and this tape recorder playing the "Moonlight" sonata.

\"Who are you, why should we listen to you?\"\"Who do you think you are, why don't you let us in?\" The people clearly did not believe Maori's words, and doubts came.

"Ahem, the contemptible is a detective from Tokyo named Mori Kogoro.\" Mori replied by straightening his collar and posing in what he thought was cool.

\"Mori Kogoro?Who is that?\"\"Haven't you heard of it.\"\"Is it a space pilot?\"\"Looks like the one that often appears in novels?, right?\"\"Stupid, that person is Wise Kogoro, not Mori Kogoro.\" I saw the villagers talking about it when they heard Mori's name.

"...\" Maori was listless, and I can't blame anyone, it's a small island after all.

"Sea water.\" Conan came to the conclusion of examining the water stains on the ground.

"Hmm...\" Xiaobai glanced at the water stains on the ground, and walked directly out of the window, looking at the black mourning clothes on the sea water outside and the slightly sinking sand grains on the side.

"This is...\" Conan muttered to himself as he looked out the window.

"I guess the time of death was thirty minutes to an hour ago, and the cause of death was suffocation.I think Mr. Kawashima must have drowned in the sea.\" Serumi said to Mori, who had come to a conclusion.

"Is it because of drowning?\" Maori wondered.

"I think Dr. Narumi is right, you see, the coat on the beach outside must be something of Mr. Kawashima.\" Conan said as he looked at Mori as he walked by.

"And, judging from the traces of the water stains on the ground, the murderer invited Mr. Kawashima to the beach from the door leading to the beach, and then drowned him, and after carrying Mr. Kawashima's body to the room, he locked the window and door, and then pressed the playback button of the prepared tape recorder, and calmly left the send-off hall.\" Conan opened the water-stained door and walked as he walked and said his reasoning.

"And Mr. Kawashima also has mud and sand on his back.\" Narumi also added.

\"This... When...\" Maori twitched her mouth.

\"If that's the case, the first few minutes of the tape should be blank.\" Conan walked over to the tape recorder and took it with him.

"Hmm...\" Maori clenched his fists angrily.

\"Hehe, isn't it?uncle.\" Conan pressed play, and when he sensed that something was wrong, he looked at the angry Maori walking towards him, and asked hurriedly.

\"Aha, that's right, hahaha.\" Uncle Maori laughed out loud when he heard Conan ask himself when he responded.

\"If this room was locked, and at that time I went out to light a cigarette because I was bored, and I didn't see anyone going out, so I judged that the murderer must have returned to the ceremony after the crime.\" Maori touched his chin and sat and reasoned.

"Wait... Wait a minute, you mean the murderer is still among us?\" Reiko Kuroiwa said as she looked left and right.

\"That's right, the murderer is here, may I ask anyone who saw Mr. Kawashima leaving the ceremony in the middle of the ceremony?\" Mori asked, looking at everyone.

\"I know about this, I'm sure he said he was going to go to the bathroom.\" Kuroiwa replied.

"Has anyone else seen anyone leave their seats?" asked Maori.

\"How could that kind of thing be remembered completely.\" Murasawa replied with his head up on Monday.

\"Well, then, let me ask in a different way, if Mr. Kawashima ever offended anyone?" Maori asked.

\"It's not an offense, but the happiest person after Mr. Kawashima's death is none other than Mr. Shimizu, who is a candidate for the village mayor election like him.\" Kuroiwa Tatsuji thought for a moment and looked at Shimizu Masato beside him.

"What did you say, if that's the case, then aren't you the same yourself?"

\"Yes, that's right.If someone hadn't arranged Mr. Kawashima's vote source as his own, then my father would have been elected a long time ago.\" I saw Kuroiwa Tatsuji's daughter Kuroiwa Reiko say with her hands in her arms.

"What?\" Shimizu gritted his teeth and looked at Reiko Kuroiwa.

\"Miss...\" Hirata persuaded.

"Okay, let's calm down, everybody.\" Maori also stepped forward and persuaded as well.

"But why did the murderer put the body in this room?, wouldn't it be better if it disappeared directly with the river?\" Conan said, looking at the piano with his hands in his arms.

"Hmph, that's because he wanted to blame the piano for it.\" Maori heard Conan's question, turned around and spread his hands, and said as he walked towards the piano.

"By the way, when did this piano start here?" Maori asked, turning his head to the villagers.

"This piano was donated by Mr. Aso for fifteen years, and it has been here ever since.\" Hirata saw that no one answered Mori, so he acted as a commentator.

"Is that Mr. Aso?" asked Mori after a moment's thought.

\"Yes, his name is also engraved on the lid of the keyboard.\" Hirata replied.

\"This... It's.\" Maori looked at the piano lid and when he put it down, looked at a piece of paper in surprise.

\"Sheet music.\" Maori picked up and looked at it.

"It's strange that I didn't have this one when I looked at it during the day.\" Maori muttered to himself.

"Ahh

\"I remember that guy was Ken Nishimoto, what's wrong with him? I remember he was like that in the afternoon.\" Mori asked, looking at Ken Nishimoto as he ran out.

"We don't know, Ken Nishimoto used to be a bit powerful, he threw a lot of money on alcohol, women, and gambling, but since the death of the former village chief two years ago, I heard that he seems to be afraid of something, so he rarely goes out at home.\" Hirata explained.

\"Oh, by the way, the village chief and he must have been childhood playmates.\" Hirata thought of something and added.

\"Well, heh... It seems like that's right.\" Kuroiwa Tatsuji laughed dryly.

...

\"Keiji Aso, Isamu Kameyama, then Hideo Kawashima, and then judging from Tatsuji Kuroiwa's expression, and Ken Nishimoto, who was afraid of something, it seems that they have some entangled grievances.

"Uncle, I'm going to go to the bathroom.\" Xiaobai walked up to Maori and said.

"Go, go, be careful on the road.\" Maori said, waving his hand.

\"Hi.\" Xiaobai answered and ran not far away.

\"Those people make me care a lot.\" Xiaobai thought to running outside.

After the inspection was completed, Mori told everyone that after the investigation would be carried out tomorrow, everyone returned to their homes, while Mori and the others walked towards the hotel.

\"Murasawa Monday,It's a music lover.Kazuaki Hirata,Although the secretary is not very happy.But the shot is very generous.Shimizu Masato has been trying to win over election votes.And Hideo Kawashima is paying for election votes.And Ken Nishimoto, who has always been sloppy, used to be very rich.\"Xiaobai walked all the way with Maori, thinking about the information he had received.

\"Hmm?why did you stop?\" Xiaobai listened to Maori in confusion as he listened to what Maori was saying.

"Then we're going back to the hotel.\" Maori said to Chengshi.

"So, goodbye.\" Cheng Shi said.

\"Please hurry up and settle the matter, because I don't want to do the autopsy anymore.\" Without going far, Seongsil turned around and closed his eyes as he spoke.

"No problem, it's very easy for me to handle it, hahaha.\" Maori replied, pinching his waist.

\"It's only worse when it's in your hands, and I don't have a clue yet.\" Conan looked at the smug Mori and thought to himself.

\"Anyway, since the beginning, I have always felt that Xiaobai is thinking something.\" Conan turned his head to look at Xiaobai who was thinking.

\"Hmm?wait.\" The group said goodbye to Chengshi and walked towards the hotel, and suddenly, Conan looked at the lights and thought of something.

"Uncle, I remember the letter that said, "Beginning to disappear", right?\" Conan asked Maori.

\"Well, it seems to be.\" Maori thought for a moment and replied.

"Well, the case will definitely continue.\" Conan said.

"Nani, what are you talking about?" Maori wondered.

"That specific letter says that.\" Conan replied.

\"Are you saying what this letter of commission is pretending for?\" Maori said, taking out the letter and looking at it.

"The so-called "shadow disappears" means that it is shrouded in light, and by "light" he means the song "moonlight" that he heard at the scene.\" Conan explained.

By the way, from Keiji Aso more than ten years ago, to Mr. Kameyama two years ago, and then to Mr. Kawashima now, they all had the song "Moonlight" when they died, and they were all next to the piano... A few of you will go to the inn.\" Maori thought for a moment and ran towards the public hall with the envelope.

"Wait a minute.\" Xiaolan shouted to Maori who was running away, but Maori had already run away.

\"Sister Lan, I think we'll go to the public hall together.\" Conan suggested.

\"I agree.\" Xiaobai chimed in.

Then a few people followed and walked towards the public hall.

\"Is the disappearing shadow??\" Xiaobai thought as he ran, for him, although he had seen Conan in his previous life, he hadn't seen a lot, so he wouldn't know a lot of things. It is to know everything that is going on, and only in this way can he complete the difficult task again and again, because he can think about everything in his brain, and he can let himself consider the process and outcome of things from all aspects.