Uncle Mori hurriedly stepped forward to check if Mr. Kawashima was still saved, and after discovering that he was completely dead, Uncle Mori, who had been a criminal policeman, immediately asked Xiaolan to go to the police on Moon Shadow Island to report the case, and asked the only professional doctor on the island, Narumi, to conduct a preliminary examination of the body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Damn it!

I clenched my fists hard with hatred!

The anonymous letter had already predicted that on the night of the full moon, someone would die on Lunaris Island. If I had been a little more vigilant, I might have been able to prevent the murder from happening.

The mysterious death of Mr. Kawashima, the island's biggest bourgeoisie, and people noticed that Beethoven's "Moonlight" sonata was still echoing in the piano room, and the whole scene was indescribably weird.

"It's a curse! That's the curse of that piano!" Mr. Hirata, who had warned us not to touch the piano, screamed in panic.

"What a curse! nonsense!" said Uncle Maori, who took out a tape recorder from the piano, turned it off and continued: "You can see for yourselves, the sound of the piano is coming from this radio, and there is no curse or ghost at all!

"You've been all this time since you started...... Who the hell are you?" someone in the crowd questioned Uncle Maori's self-imposed actions.

"Me?" Uncle Maori said confidently with his hands in his pockets, "I'm a detective from Tokyo - Maori Kogoro!"

"Maori, is that the space pilot?"

"No, it's the main character of that detective novel......"

"That protagonist is called Akechi Kogorola!"

"And who is he?"

Well, I'll admit that Uncle Maori isn't a household name these days. But with my help, Uncle Maori will one day be able to become a detective who stops babies from crying!

Based on the corpse spots and the degree of stiffness of the corpse, Dr. Chengshi deduced that the time of death was 30 minutes to an hour ago.

"The deceased's eyes were bleeding from the inside, but there was no sign of puffiness on his face, no strangulation marks on his neck, and there was a slight amount of foam on his mouth and nose, so I guess Mr. Kawashima must have drowned. "Dr. Sung Si got so much useful information from a cursory look at the body.

Indeed, there was a coat floating on the sea outside the window, presumably the same one that the deceased had worn before his death. There were obvious traces of seawater on the floor from the side door to the piano, and the back of the deceased's clothes was also stained with mud and sand.

I also agree that the cause of death of the victim was drowning.

The door to the beach and all the windows in the house were locked, and the moonlit tape was deliberately blank for several minutes, and Uncle Maori and I stayed at the main entrance of the public hall. If my reasoning is correct, the murderer should have been in the crowd attending the ceremony.

And there should be only one murderer! If the two of them are involved in the joint crime, there will be no obvious traces of mud and sand and dragging left behind the corpses carried together before and after. The victim, Mr. Kawashima, was a tall man, and if he had to drown such a tall man from the beach during the ceremony and drag him to the piano room, ordinary women would not have such strength, so the murderer should be a man.

As I was thinking, Uncle Maori found a sheet of music on the lid of the piano, which was apparently absent during the day. Could it be that the murderer left it on purpose?

"Ahh

"Who is this man?" asked Uncle Maori.

"It's Mr. Nishimoto. Hirata, the village chief's secretary, said, "I heard that he used to be not only a high-ranking figure, but also proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, but since the death of the village chief, Mr. Kameyama, three years ago, he seems to have been frightened by something and has been hiding at home all day." ”

Mr. Kawashima is dead, and the biggest beneficiaries are undoubtedly Mr. Shimizu and Mr. Kuroiwa, who are competing with him for village chief, and Mr. Nishimoto's panicked behavior makes the case more and more confusing. Who exactly is the murderer?

"Dad, I've brought the police!" Xiaolan pulled an old policeman in uniform and ran in breathlessly.

"Why are you so slow!" Uncle Maori grumbled, with some dissatisfaction.

"Because he wasn't at the police station, I was looking for him everywhere. Xiaolan explained aggrievedly.

Because it was too late, Uncle Maori and the policeman decided to start the investigation tomorrow morning.

On the way back to the hotel to rest, Dr. Chengshi said as he walked, "Conan, your reasoning just now is really good!"

"Because this kid likes mock detectives the most!" Xiaolan replied with a smile.

"However, your reasoning is really convincing!" Dr. Sung Sil continued the topic.

Oops! I was so involved just now that I accidentally said my reasoning.

"It's all the result of following my uncle and hearing and seeing it every day. "In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I can only give up my reputation to my uncle.

"Hah, ha, ha!" the showy Uncle Maori laughed three times, "compared to me, he is a shallot!"

After saying goodbye to Dr. Sungsil, I kept analyzing the facts of the case in my head.

Why did the murderer bring the body back to this piano room?

On the night of the full moon, the "Moonlight" Sonata, the musician Keiji Aso twelve years ago, the village chief Isamu Kameyama three years ago, and Mr. Kawashima, a big capitalist who was one of the candidates for village mayor who was killed today. What is the connection between their deaths?

When I thought of the anonymous letter my uncle had received that said, "Shadows are beginning to disappear", I suddenly realized that maybe there would be another murder on the island!

After telling Uncle Mori about the above reasoning, he thinks that it is a challenge issued by the murderer, and gambles on the dignity of a detective, and Uncle Kogoro runs to the public hall again.

In order to bring the prisoners to justice as soon as possible and prevent more people from being persecuted. Xiaolan and I also chased after him.

When he returned to the public hall, he found that the body had been moved by the police on the island, and the old policeman explained, "If you keep that posture, even the Bodhisattva will feel pitiful." ”

The corpse has not been examined in detail, and it is even moved at will!

I shook my head helplessly and prepared to look at the sheet music that had been left at the scene of the crime, but "the sheet music is gone!" I shouted, and Uncle Maori was also shocked and asked, "What! That's an important clue to solve the crime! Who did it!"

When the old policeman heard our conversation, he put on a nonchalant face and said, "It's me who pulls it, I'm afraid of losing it, so I'll put it away." ”

The score as a clue was not put into a plastic bag, and the old policeman did not wear gloves on his hands, what a helpless guy, the old policeman in a small place is really unreliable!

Xiao Lan, who was looking at the score, suddenly said, "Isn't this the score of "Moonlight"? but..."

"But what?" Uncle Kogoro asked impatiently.

"Listen. Xiaolan didn't know how to explain, so she had to sit down in front of the piano and play it herself.

The original piece was the same as the original, but after playing a short section, a few discordant syllables suddenly popped up.

"If you can't play, don't talk about playing. Uncle Maori was covered in cold sweat.

"No," Xiaolan hurriedly explained, "It's the fourth line of this score that is written very strangely. ”

Uncle Maori looked at it for a while and said, "Maybe this is the clue that Kawashima left before he died, so it is very likely that the murderer will return to the scene to retrieve noon......"

At this moment, the sound of the door opening came from behind the crowd......

"I'm sorry, I called the hotel and heard that you were all here. It turned out to be Dr. Chengshi, who was holding two large bags of things in her hand, "I think you were probably hungry and brought supper here." ”

In the face of the sumptuous supper, the atmosphere here is finally a lot more relaxed, Xiao Lan's cheerful personality naturally chatted with Dr. Chengshi, it turns out that Dr. Chengshi is not the aboriginal of the island, because he yearns for the natural scenery of Moon Shadow Island, so he stayed here, so the life of running between the two places has been for him for two years.

Uncle Maori, who was concerned about the case, brought the conversation to the death of the former village chief two years ago, and Dr. Sung Shi recalled: "The former village chief had been plagued by heart disease, but when he died, his expression was extremely terrible, as if he had seen something terrible. As for the specific details, since it has been a long time, Dr. Chengshi only remembers that the previous village chief also died in this room and on the piano, and the window was also open.

"Is the window open?" said Uncle Maori, who immediately looked at the old policeman.

The old policeman explained: "At the time, I thought that the police from Tokyo had checked the scene and forgot to close it, so I didn't say anything before. ”

While Uncle Maori was talking to the old policeman, Dr. Sung Sil came to a window, turned his back to the window, and said, "This is probably the window." At that moment, a black figure appeared in the window!

"Who!"

"Don't run!"

I rushed out first, with Uncle Maori following closely behind me, and after chasing for a while, my uncle and I lost the suspicious figure due to our unfamiliarity with the terrain.

Uncle Maori deduced, "I guessed right, he really came back to get the score." ”

After returning to the public hall, Uncle Maori announced that he would take turns keeping vigil tonight, not giving the killer any chance.

Due to the vicious murder on Moonshadow Island, the next morning, Officer Twilight, who was searching the first section, led a team to the Civic Hall on Moonshadow Island.

"Good morning!

From behind Officer Twilight's fat body, Xingchen jumped out and said to me with a smile on his face.