Hearing the voice, several people looked back, it was the bald black rock secretary and glasses man just now, who was also in charge of entertaining Mr. Hirata.

I saw him tremble a little and said, "That piano is Mr. Aso, the cursed piano that Death played at the recital." ”

"No, how can this be cursed?" Mori Goro was a little unconvinced.

"It's not just Mr. Aso." Mr. Hirata, the secretary, explained, "The same thing happened to the former village chief. ”

"So, this is Mr. Kametsu Yong who is doing things today?" Seeing that the other party was so solemn, Uncle Maori felt a little uncomfortable, and his face changed a little when he spoke.

"Yes. That was two years ago. Hirata recalled, "It was a full moon night, and I happened to pass by the public hall in the neighborhood, which was supposed to be empty, but the sound of someone playing the piano could be heard. ”

"When I was about to open my mouth to see if anyone was there, the sound immediately stopped. When I walked inside, Mr. Kameyama was on the piano, and the cause of death was a heart attack. ”

"Also, until he died, the music he played was the same moonlight sonata that Mr. Aso kept playing in the flames."

"Since then, this piano has unwittingly been called the cursed piano." When he recalled, there was a tremor in Hirata's words, which showed that he was afraid of it, and even believed that the curse was true.

Conan, however, was not convinced, and after listening to this, he ran straight forward and lifted the lid on the piano stand despite his advice. Lan wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

"This piano is no different at all."

Conan pressed it twice, and found that this piano was similar to the others, and even if it hadn't been used for a long time, the sound produced was very clear.

Seeing this, the secretary Hirata was shocked, and hurriedly drove the three of them out with a push, and at the same time closed the door that was opened.

"Anyway, please wait at the entrance until the ceremony is over." Secretary Hirata said, and left this side when he was done.

At this time, Asai Honest walked over, changed into a black outfit, and greeted Lan and them, "You guys are still here." ”

She didn't expect it, because the color had already begun to darken. And behind her, there was also a man after middle age.

"Sister Honest, you're here to participate in the ceremony." Seeing Honesty dressed in black, Lan spoke.

"yes. Because when I came to this island, the first person I performed an autopsy was Mr. Kameyama. So I want to burn incense to pay my respects. ”

Asai explained honestly, and then introduced the soil behind him to Lan and them: "This is Mr. Shimizu, the one we just mentioned. "That's the guy who just pulled the ballot on the car radio lil.

"When we first met, I was Qing Shui, and I would give me a lot of advice." Shimizu Masato smiled kindly at Lan and the others.

"By the way, may I ask about the person who was with you just now? Didn't he come? Asai asked again, looking at the three of them, her hand couldn't help but stop on her chest.

I saw that there was an extra diamond-shaped wooden pendant around her neck, which was the one Xia Qiu gave her before. It just so happened that this scene was seen by Conan, which was a little strange.

"Xia Qiu, classmate? This one... We don't know. Lan looked back and forth, paused, and said. It seems that Xia Qiu has not been seen since they came in.

"If it's about the pendant, I can tell him about it." At this time, Conan said beside him. He remembered that Xia Qiu had taken out this pendant on the boat when he came.

"Oh?" Asai was stunned for a moment, then looked at Conan and said, "No need." With that, the two of them walked to the place of the ceremony, and nodded slightly to the three Maori as they left.

Seeing this, although the Maori people were a little baffled, they still followed Secretary Hirata's advice just now, and before this ceremony was over, they could only go to the entrance and wait.

And Xia Qiu happened to be sitting on the cement stairs at the door, holding a picture book in his hand, sketching a picture.

"What, so your son is here." Seeing Xia Qiu, Uncle Maori came over.

At the same time, Lan and Conan also came over, but Xia Qiu didn't talk. Because his energy was focused on the picture in his hand, he seemed a little quiet.

"Prophecy?"

Conan took a closer look, and the word prophecy was the name of the picture in Xia Qiu's hand. But what about the contents...... What's mine, what's that?

Twisted and turned, like the graffiti, you can vaguely tell that the painting is a piano. But the three-year-old's drawings seemed to be better than his.

Conan despised it, and wondered if there was something wrong with Lan's concept of appreciation, just this kind of painting, when he was on the ship, actually had this guy's skills good.

Thinking of this, Conan laughed disdainfully in his heart. At the same time, in the depths of the public hall where the ritual was carried out, several monks were knocking on the wooden fish and chanting, and the others were kneeling down in black mourning clothes.

In addition to Shimizu, the bald Kuroiwa and the capitalist Kawashima are both underneath, and there is also an extra guy named Ken Nishimoto, with a hedgehog-like hairstyle that catches the eye.

"Kawashima, you hired a detective to spy on my heart, didn't you? Ahh

"How is that possible?" Kawashima, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes and got up.

"You want to run away, don't you?" Seeing that Kawashima was leaving, the bald head Heiyan was a little anxious.

"I'll go to the toilet."

Kawashima pulled open the wooden sliding doorway and walked out.

…………

"It's amazing."

At the same time, at the steps of the door, Lan, who had been looking at Xia Qiu's paintings, suddenly spoke up. Mori and Conan's attention was immediately drawn.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with the two of them, Uncle Maori is in a daze with the back of his head behind his hands, and Conan is thinking about things, looking at the bright moon on the spot, thinking about the entrusted things.

However, I don't have a clue for a while. Now awakened by Lan's voice, the two of them came back to their senses from their respective thoughts, and couldn't help but look towards Xia Qiu.

I saw Xia Qiu painting, and suddenly with a turn of the pen, an ugly-looking piano was outlined by Xia Qiu, but it changed directly in a few minutes.

It became a piano under the bright full moon, and it stopped on the beach exactly as it was seen.

"The piano?!"

Conan was a little strange, because although half of the piano drawn by Xia Qiu was a messenger and the other side was a devil, it inexplicably gave him one, and the piano in this painting was the same as the one he had just seen.

But on second thought, he denied this ridiculous idea, because Xia Qiu had never been there at all. In fact, Xia Qiu painted the piano.

But what it shows is not the appearance of the piano, but the feeling of the piano. There is such a spirit in it, which is why it caused Conan's illusion.

Even Mori Goro's father and daughter felt this way, so they were deeply attracted at the first sight, and they watched without turning their eyes, and the atmosphere quieted down.

"I can't help it, I can only draw it like this." Finally, when the last strokes of summer and autumn fell, this sketch painting called Prophecy was completed.

On the top of the painting, an ugly devil fell on the piano, his face was terrified, and although there was no blood, he was covered with seawater.

It's a painting that makes it difficult to describe the spirit of it, as if what it wants to convey is too complex to be explained.

However, at this moment, just when a few people opened their mouths to ask Xia Qiu, the moonlight of a piano piece sounded, and with the sound of the sea, it reached every Rao Erzheng