"Stop, don't touch that piano." Just as Ogata's hand was about to touch the piano, there was a loud shout outside the door.

Ogata lowered his hand and looked at the door, his face became nervous, and he looked at the staff member with a panicked expression, and although it was rude to mess with other people's things, this expression clearly did not match what he was doing.

"That piano is cursed." The staff breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Ogata had stopped him: "He is the pianist Keiji Aso of this island, and he is a cursed piano." Three years ago, when the previous village chief died, the same moonlight sonata was played on this piano. ”

"The death of the previous village chief three years ago also appeared in the same moonlight sonata?"

"Yes, although the village chief died of a heart attack, the melody of a moonlight sonata came from the room." The staff member recalled, and then reminded him timidly, "Don't touch this piano, you will be cursed by the ghost of Mr. Keiji Aso." ”

"Really?" Ogata looked at the piano and didn't listen to the rendering that followed, while Conan seemed to be equally interested in it.

Invited out of the room where the piano was kept, and back in the living room where Mori Kogoro was, Ran saw Conan and Ogata together, so she asked, "Where have you been?" ”

"Walk down the hallway with Conan." Ogata replied softly that with him and Conan together, Ran couldn't ask too much.

At this time, Mori Kogoro kept looking at his watch, and when he was a little impatient, Dr. Asai, who had brought them to the Civil Affairs Center before, came from the entrance.

Seeing that Dr. Asai had changed out of his coat and instead opted for a dress covered in black, Ogata's eyes rolled, she should have come to attend the memorial ceremony of the former village chief.

"Dr. Asai, you're here too?" Xiaolan happily greeted her, after all, there are not many people on this island, let alone women who can talk about going together.

The two women greeted each other with a smile, and behind the female doctor named Asai was a middle-aged man who looked very calm.

Under her introduction, everyone knows that this man is the fishermen's representative Shimizu Masato who mentioned earlier, the most supportive of the Moonshadow Island village mayor election.

Shimizu Masato exchanged pleasantries with Maori, and then Kuroiwa, who had been waiting for a long time, finally appeared, and there was a superficial harmony between the two village chief candidates, but a discerning person could see the subtlety in it.

Because of the time of the previous village chief's three-week memorial ceremony, Heiyan, who was doing his best as a landlord, could only temporarily rest in a room in the civil affairs center.

"It's disgusting." Seeing that everyone was going to attend the ceremony, Mori, who stayed in the room, glanced at the time of his watch, and in the blink of an eye, it was already afternoon, and if it was dark, there would be no ship back to Tokyo.

The wait was long, and Ogata found a sand to close his eyes and recuperate, and the piano he had just seen in his mind came to mind, shabby but old, and it should be a piano with good timbre.

But what really made him care was the smell attached to this piano, which was very strong and angry, and this kind of anger was not just a simple decoration at the scene of the murder, but more like what the staff called a 'curse'.

Ogata knew very well that this piano must have been attached to dirty things, otherwise it would not have been contaminated with such a strong aura, and where ordinary agritant qi accumulates, there must be a bad omen.

Thinking of the letter that Kogoro Maori received, as well as the story involving Keiji Aso more than one year ago, and this piano, there seems to be some kind of connection in the dark.

With his fingertips flicking lightly on his legs, Ogata's eyes suddenly appeared in front of his eyes with the words cut and pasted on the letterhead, and on the night of the full moon, the next shadow was about to disappear

With a beating in his heart, Ogata opened his eyes and burst into a flash of brilliance, he stood up leisurely and said to Xiaolan, who was closest to him, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Conan seemed to be aware of the figure of Ogata leaving, although it was strange in his heart, but he suppressed this thought, through Guò's contact and understanding during this time, he never understood the true thoughts of this cousin, because both thinking and acting are meticulous and make people feel weird.

Everyone was attending the ceremony of the former village chief's three-year festival, so in the empty hallway, Ogata returned to the room where the piano was placed

Walking to the front of the piano, the tattoo on the back was hot again, and he stretched out his palm to gently caress the old surface of the piano, and in the process of groping, he found that the name of 'Keiji Aso' was engraved on a lacquered surface of the piano.

Sure enough, it was the piano used by the musician Keiji Aso, who died twelve years ago, and the strange thing is that after so many years, although the piano looks tattered, the keys of the sound seem to have been carefully maintained and adjusted.

Ogata sniffed the piano carefully, and now he had overlooked something besides the heavy anger.

200 million ylmorphine! Ogata is so familiar with the smell that the average person may not have access to the drug, also known as 'heroin,', but in an open country like the United States, guns and drugs are a direct source of crime.

So after sniffing out this strange smell, Ogata easily thought of the white powder that had torn countless homes apart.

"Huh?" In an instant, the temperature of the entire room seemed to cool, the pores stood up, and the tattoo on Ogata's back instinctively released a gang qi and enveloped his whole person.

Ogata knew very well that there was only one prerequisite for causing such a sign of the Gang Qi Shadow Diagram, and that was that something dirty had come within five meters of him

Unhurried or slow, the calm Ogata bit his finger, a drop of bright red blood penetrated, and he slowly injected this drop of blood into the center of his eyebrows with a special technique, as if absorbed by a pore, using blood as a guide, and the qi clouded Ogata's closed eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, the world turned blood-red, but in Ogata's sight, there was an extra figure, an ethereal image.

If you were an ordinary person, in the originally empty room, there was a blurry image, and you would definitely be frightened and panicked, but looking at Ogata's calmness at the moment, it seemed that everything was in his expectation.

The room was eerie as if he had sunk into a cellar, and it was impossible for ordinary people to live in a lifetime, but in Ogata's view, ghosts were a faint consciousness formed by the anger of a person after death, and he was able to see him, just one more kind of communication.

It was a middle-aged man in a suit with a loyal face, and he was surprised to see Ogata staring at him, and the image on that somewhat sad face fluctuated extremely much

"Can you see me?" The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and his pupils seemed to sink Ogata's face into them. His voice trembled with fear, and the whole image shook in the air, and the wisps of anger seemed to tremble like cicada wings, trembling from head to toe.

People and ghosts have different paths, whether they are people or ghosts, it is a luxury to be able to communicate face-to-face. It is not a good thing for people to see ghosts, because the heart is full of fear of the unknown.

But for ghosts, it's not a kind of fear! They wander aimlessly, they have no way to complain, because they have ties and memories, or they die blindly, so they can't be reincarnated.

Ten years of life and death. Don't think about it, it's unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

I have tasted loneliness and pain, the torture of time and space, helpless, nowhere to hide, hiding from the sun and thunderstorms. So he was shocked to be able to see him now.

Before Ogata could open his mouth to speak, the middle-aged man suddenly knelt at Ogata's feet, his whole face struggled in pain, his head was messy, and a line of condensed tears flowed from his eyes, and his voice trembled and said helplessly: "Please, save my child"

"I don't want revenge, I don't want anything, I just want him to live well, please"

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and kept knocking on the ground with his image-forming head, and as his tears flowed, the anger continued to dissipate, which was a precursor to the collapse of the ghost's consciousness under the intense emotional image.

Tears flowed all over the painful and pitiful face, the ghost was not as terrible as imagined, what was terrible was the dirty and rancid heart of both people and ghosts.

The room was cold and silent for a long time.

"Mr. Aso, I'll help you."

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