Darkness is the best cover for sin.

According to incomplete statistics, the vast majority of sins occur at night.

Robbery, robbery, murder, theft, etc.

Maybe it's because the night can make people let their guard down, or maybe the awe of the dark has been hidden in the genes of humans since ancient times.

No one knows what is going on in that endless darkness.

Qingming didn't know either.

He doesn't have the ability to scan any corner within a certain range with any divine sense, as portrayed in some novels.

Maybe it's because he's still low, or maybe it's just a fantasy.

Qingming can do a lot of things, and there are many things that can't be done.

He who is omniscient and omnipotent is not a man, but a god.

But does God really exist?

Maybe there is.

God has been in a corner all the time, watching with cold eyes what is happening in the world.

It's like Qingming now.

Or that Qingming wants to be that kind of existence.

So while Mori Kogoro and Conan were investigating the case, he was just watching from the sidelines.

The so-called god is that no matter how devout you pray, He will not be a being who causes any miracles.

Is Asai Narumi praying?

Maybe there is, maybe not.

But what is certain is that even if you are praying, you are not praying to Qingming.

It was a man who died, what seems to be Kawashima, lying on the piano and dying.

On the ground, there was also a trail of water extending from the back door to the piano, and Kawashima's clothes were also wet, and it was obvious that he had been dragged to the piano from that side.

The sound of the wafting music is not played by someone, but by a tape recorder hidden in the piano.

Xiaolan has already gone to the police.

Asai Narumi assisted in the autopsy because she was the only doctor on the island.

Looking at the girl who was busy next to the corpse, Qingming still had a somewhat mysterious smile on her face.

"The angel in white, the demon who kills, the human being, is indeed a creature full of contradictions!"

……

Qingming is not a detective, just a coffee shop owner.

So he didn't participate in the investigation, and he didn't even follow the progress of the investigation.

When the only elderly policeman on the island came and took notes, the group left.

Naturally, the body was guarded by the police, and there was no need for a detective from Kogoro Mori to do such a thing.

It's late at night, and the temperature has dropped quite a bit.

The street lamps emit a faint glow that can only illuminate a few square meters around it.

In the 90s, it was like this, and it was far from being as bright as later generations.

Qingming's sense of presence is very low.

He deliberately acted so nonexistent.

Because Akarin is a good boy, he gets the throne of the protagonist.

So he had to learn from Akarin.

The great forest god, Akarin, is everywhere, even around you, and you can see it when you look back.

Have you ever looked back? See?

That's right if you didn't see it.

Do you think Akalin is called for nothing?

Well, if you don't know who Akalin is......

Then go and make up for the knowledge of the second dimension.

Kiyoshi, who learns from the good boy Akarin, lowers his sense of existence, as if he is a bystander, and even Mori Kogoro and Conan don't pay much attention to it.

As for Asai Narumi, he didn't pay much attention to Qingming.

Although it has been introduced once before, Qingming is basically just a background board.

But will Qingming be as simple as a background board?

The answer is no.

Akalin won the throne of the protagonist as a good boy, and no matter how bad Qingming is, he will not be reduced to becoming a background board.

Yes, he did it on purpose.

Several people discussed, and he didn't interject in the slightest.

Conan and Mori Kogoro found out about the problem and wanted to run back to the public hall, but he still didn't interject.

It's like a fallen leaf drifting in the wind, following the detective wind of Conan and Mori Kogoro, and drifting back to the public hall.

Tonight, they're going to stay here.

Because the murderer is likely to return.

The reason is a sheet music found during the previous search.

It seems to have been left behind by the murderer.

Qingming didn't care about it before, so I don't know what it is.

Xiaolan also saw it for the first time.

When he took the sheet music from the old policeman's hand, he suddenly looked a little surprised.

"Eh, this is Beethoven's moonshine."

Moonlight.

Yes, it's moonshine.

Today is the night of the full moon, and if there are no dark clouds, the outside should be sprinkled with silver moonlight.

Fifteen years ago, Keiji Aso was burned to death by flames while playing the moonlight.

Two years ago, the former village chief died in this piano room, and it seems that someone is also playing the moonlight.

This can be said to be the thread that runs through all events.

Xiaolan began to play.

She can play the piano, although she is not very good at it, but she has no problem playing according to the score.

Qingming actually would, but he didn't have to behave.

He seems to have made up his mind to be a backdrop.

At least that's the case at this moment.

The piano sounded.

Beethoven was indeed a genius, and such a piece is enough to be passed down from generation to generation.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it has been passed down through the ages.

Although Qingming doesn't like it very much.

Speaking of moonlight, he prefers the song "Moonlight" that Brother Gu Yue owes.

It's just a personal hobby.

It's like Xiaolan learning karate, as a hobby.

Playing the piano is also a hobby.

Her skills are not professional, but they are already good.

However, I didn't play it for long, and suddenly I played it wrong.

The music was so good that it suddenly twisted and collapsed, and Maori Kogoro almost fell down.

"What are you doing? Can you play the music incorrectly? ”

"No, there's something strange about it."

Xiaolan hurriedly shook her head and explained.

She was playing according to the score, and now she is wrong, obviously the score's fault.

said that the score was strange, and immediately attracted the attention of Mori Kogoro and Conan.

A detective is a detective after all, and the first thing that comes to mind is related to the case.

Maybe there's something hidden?

"The ......"

Just as the two detectives, one big and one small, were thinking, the door was pushed open.

Narumi Asai appeared in front of everyone.

"I heard you guys are still here...... Want something to eat? ”

As he spoke, he raised the plastic bag he was holding in his hand, which was estimated to contain a lot of things.

When it comes to food, a few people are not hypocritical.

After all, after arriving on the island, not to mention eating, I couldn't even drink a sip of tea.

Just sit down on the floor and take the food out.

Rice balls and other very common foods can be bought at convenience stores.

There is also a pot of hot tea.

While Asai was pouring tea, Qingming also took out a kettle and a few cups from his backpack.

Transparent cups.

A dark green, bubbling unidentified liquid was poured out of the cup.

Judging by the aroma that emanates, it is the smell of coffee.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching when she saw this Xiaolan and Conan.

"Qingming, is this ......?"

"That's right, the signboard of the Naihe Bridge Coffee Shop, Meng Po Soup!"

Qingming was smiling.

The smile looked quite sunny and even cute.

But Ran and Conan wanted to stay away from him.

Mori Kogoro pretended not to see, and quickly picked up a cup of hot tea poured by Narumi Asai and took a sip.

That's what humans can drink.

The old policeman also picked up a teacup and drank tea, and the elderly people didn't like coffee very much.

Especially for countries like Huaxia and Neon, traditional tea is more popular with the elderly.

And Asai Narumi, it seems that he has finally noticed Qingming.

After thinking about it for a while, I remembered the name I had introduced earlier, and I smiled again.

"Qingming, don't you drink tea? It's ......"

"Special coffee, Meng Po soup, I made it myself."

Narumi Asai smiled at him, and he smiled at people too.

By the way, he also picked up a cup of coffee and handed it to Asai Narumi.

"One cup of refreshing, two cups of never getting tired, three cups of immortality, how many glasses do you want to try? After drinking three glasses, there is a reward! ”