"If I'm not mistaken, in fact, deep down, Chengshi also hopes that the Maori uncle he invited can stop him from killing this time."

Wang Changsheng, together with Zhishi's mother, and Uncle Maori, followed Chengshi back to his doctor's office.

Asai Narumi is willing to invite Uncle Maori, a famous detective who has recently become famous in the whole society, obviously with this intention.

I just don't know what he didn't see in the second half of the knowledge in the letter of entrustment he sent to Zhishi's mother.

But no matter what, Asai Chengshi couldn't stand the torment of his inner conscience, and tried to let others stop him from killing, but Wang Changsheng could only make him regret a little.

"It's too easy to sell such a thing that harms others and benefits oneself, but it's just caught and locked up, right?" Wang Changsheng smiled slightly.

In his previous life, some of his life experiences made him hate drug traffickers very much.

And he also swore that he would be inseparable from gambling and drugs in this life.

Although the last life came to an abrupt end, since I met this time, it can be regarded as a fate.

Coincidentally, this moonlight murder incident is also a heart disease and regret for Conan.

Although Wang Changsheng would bully Conan every time he met him, he would get some negative points and small rewards from the other party by the way.

But since he has a chance to make Conan no longer regret it, he might as well help this guy.

"Even if it's death, it's too cheap for these people."

Wang Changsheng glanced sideways at Conan, who had slipped into the front row through the gap between the legs of the adults.

He decided to see what was going on, and if necessary, he would intervene to prevent Conan from investigating the incident.

When Asai Chengshi solves all those people one by one, Wang Changsheng will not let them leave the world like this easily.

"When will I be able to master some soul magic?" Wang Changsheng touched his chin, with some expectation in his heart.

But anyway.

"Washing machine, this time you can just watch the play next to you, Ke Xue, don't try to defeat magic."

Wang Changsheng stood quietly, obediently and skillfully beside his mother.

Silently listened to the conversation of several adults.

Narumi Asai served everyone present a glass of drinking water, and then exchanged business hype with Uncle Maori for a while, and then began to officially start their conversation.

Of course, when the two were blowing each other's business, Yuan Mei didn't interject too much, just nodded or shook her head, and fiercely maintained her cold queen character in front of outsiders.

"Won't it?"

Asai Narumi looked at Conan who suddenly grabbed the conversation just now with a stunned expression.

This guy really couldn't stand the Maori uncle's chatter and blows to each other, so he preemptively picked out what they were going to ask about in the first place.

It was about the letter of entrustment that Keiji Aso sent them.

Asai Narumi had a dumbfounded expression and a look of surprise, six of which were incredulous, three were curious, and one was puzzled.

His eyes, which really looked like girls, widened slightly, and he looked at Conan, who was questioning, and then seemed to come back to his senses, and then raised his head again, and his gaze fell on Uncle Maori.

"Are you sure it was Mr. Keiji Aso who issued the letter of entrustment to you? But as far as I know, he's been dead for many years, right? ”

Asai Narumi's tone was full of sincerity, not to mention Conan, even if he was a plot dog who already knew the facts in advance, after hearing his words and his performance.

I have to admit that Asai Narumi's acting skills are really amazing.

It feels like he's trapped here with hatred, and it's really a bit of a condescension.

If he is allowed to act, or really become a doctor in a big hospital.

No matter which path he takes, he may be able to make his future life full of sunshine and color.

Just looking at his acting skills, Wang Changsheng feels that even if he is an actor, it is just something at his fingertips.

And if he is allowed to devote himself to the study of medicine, he may also be able to really develop some drugs for people that are enough to leave a name in history.

It's a pity that such a talented person has to be buried, covered, and crushed into the dust by a monstrous hatred.

"You're right, and we're pretty sure that it was the long-deceased Keiji Aso who sent us the letter of entrustment, and even sent us the commission fee, otherwise we wouldn't have been here." Uncle Maori nodded lightly after hearing Asai Narumi's words, and responded in a gentle tone.

There seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed a little greasy to Wang Changsheng.

But Uncle Maori may feel better about himself, trying to show his manly demeanor in front of Asai Narumi with this gentlemanly slanted smile.

"Actually, we didn't know about Mr. Keiji Aso's death before we came here, and we only found out after asking about it at the factory."

Speaking of this, Uncle Maori straightened his chest, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse: "And after I learned the news that Keiji Aso had died early, I just thought about it briefly and quickly deduced one thing......"

Uncle Maori's eyes were smiling a little, and he looked at Asai Narumi.

The latter saw Uncle Maori look at him like this, and his heart panicked.

"Isn't it? Am I exposed? Is this detective really that good? ”

Although Asai Narumi wants Uncle Maori to stop him from killing, deep down, he actually wants to kill those people.

Calling Uncle Maori also has a factor of psychological comfort for him.

But no matter what, if it was exposed so early, what would be the hatred he had accumulated for so many years?

"What...... What's up? He paused, and asked with a curious look.

At this time, Uncle Maori was still smiling.

This is a batch of people who make Asai really panic.

Just when he was stared at by Uncle Maori's straight eyes, and the expression on his face was a little unbearable, Uncle Maori laughed.

"As far as I can guess, it wasn't Keiji Aso who sent us the letter of entrustment, but most likely one of his friends!"

“…… Ah, is that so? ”

Uncle Maori said sonorously and powerfully, and Asai Narumi's heart was also up and down.

But it seems that he has no follow-up, and Asai Narumi is finally relieved.

"Whew...... I thought this detective was really like a god, but as soon as I arrived here, I came straight to me. "Narumi Asai was scared by Uncle Maori.

It's just that soon he smiled coldly in his heart: "But since this detective didn't find out, it's God who wants you beasts to die!" ”

Asai Narumi felt hatred surging in his heart, but he hid it well, and even his eyes did not show the slightest abnormal emotion, just blinked, and listened to Uncle Maori continue:

"It should be similar to what I guessed, and there should be few people who can pay us the commission fee in one go, so it is easy to investigate, so Dr. Asai, we have a question for you here."

"You say." Asai Narumi seems to be very cooperative.

"Who are the people on this island who have rich families and are relatively close to Mr. Keiji Aso, I wonder if you can briefly explain it?"

Uncle Maori's words sound very powerful, and what is an independent speculation, and this and that.

But Wang Changsheng noticed that Conan, who was squeezed into the front row, but was pulled into Xiaolan's arms again, first pouted, and finally rolled his eyes.

I don't take Uncle Maori in my eyes at all, and it's even full of disgust.

He could clearly feel that Conan's expression seemed to convey one thing.

That is to make Uncle Maori ask himself, is there a word of what he just said, is there a word that he himself "slightly" reasoned, "simply" thought, and "quickly" speculated?

As Uncle Maori's voice fell, Sonomi, who had never spoken much, slowly spoke: "Mr. Maori is right, we want to know how many powerful people there are on Moon Shadow Island, if Dr. Asai knows, please tell us." ”

Sonomi's words made Conan look at her, but she didn't react, and then turned her head away.

Next, everyone's eyes fell on Asai Narumi.

"Are there more rich and powerful people on the island?" Asai Narumi didn't directly tell Uncle Maori and Sonomi the answer, but looked like he was thinking about it.

Eventually, he thought about it and introduced himself: "Actually, although I am a doctor on this island, I am not a person who grew up here. ”

"I used to live in Tokyo, and I only came here in the last few years to work at this small hospital."

"Oh? Has Sister Serumi always lived in Tokyo before? Conan interjected at this point.

"That's right, little brother." Asai nodded slightly, "So I'd love to give a perfect answer to what you asked me, but since I'm not particularly clear about the situation on this island, I can only say a few things I know." ”

"It's nature." Uncle Maori smirked, "Dr. Asai is very grateful to be able to tell us everything he knows." ”

"Thank you for your understanding." Asai Narumi hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and the youthful smile made Uncle Maori stare a little confused.

"You know, as I said earlier, I don't usually follow the news, so most of what I know, and what I know about this island, is from my patients."

Asai Narumi coughed lightly twice, as if he was a little uncomfortable, and seemed to want to speak more clearly.

Then he slowly opened his mouth and continued: "Once, an old man came to the hospital, he was very sick, and I had poor conditions here, so I couldn't treat him, so he was finally sent out of the island for treatment, but I didn't hear from him again, and I regretted it for a while. ”

Although Asai Narumi said this, Wang Changsheng on the side felt that there seemed to be a bit of joy in his tone.

Of course, he wasn't sure if it was his delusion, because in reality, Asai's words sounded full of sadness that his patient might well have encountered the most tragic situation.

Uncle Maori's face was tinged with sympathy.

After all, he was sent out for treatment, but there was no news, and I am afraid that the old man had already passed away.

"It's weird."

However, at this moment, Conan, who did not follow the usual path, suddenly spoke up.

"Huh?" Asai Narumi looked at him, "Little brother, what's so strange?" ”

Conan was pulled in front of Xiaolan, and when he saw that everyone's eyes were attracted to him, he tilted his head and said with a puzzled expression:

"Isn't that strange?

If the old man is cured, shouldn't he come back? If he hadn't been cured, shouldn't he have come back?

It stands to reason that the inhabitants of an island like this should take these customs more seriously, right?

If the old man dies, there is a high probability that he will be sent back to the island for burial, right? ”

Conan's tone was innocent and innocent, like a child who simply asked his own questions—and of course he would be a child.

"That makes sense......" Hearing Conan's words, Uncle Maori touched his chin with one hand, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and his eyes also fell on Asai Narumi's body, and his gaze became a little strange.

But before he could say anything, Conan interrupted him again: "Of course, if the old man has been receiving treatment outside the island, then there has been no news, which should be a normal thing." ”

"That makes sense...... Uncle Maori touched his chin again.

But he quickly reacted and glared.

Isn't that the same as not saying it?

Conan, this little ghost, is here to delay my reasoning!

Uncle Maori glared at Conan.

And the latter's thoughts were on his own thoughts, and when he saw that no one spoke for a long time, he couldn't help but raise his head, but found that everyone's attention was still on him.

Conan was stunned for a moment, then panicked, and hurriedly laughed: "Ahhhh I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you guys keep talking. ”

Uncle Maori snorted: "Xiaolan, can you take care of this stinky little ghost?" The adults are talking, so don't let him interject casually! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude! ”

Uncle Maori's words caused Conan to shrink his neck and hide in Xiaolan's arms.

He knew that this old uncle was not just talking about fun, he was really going to make himself look good......

Conan felt a dull pain in his head.

He didn't want to have a few more big bags on his head.

"Conan-kun, you stay here honestly, don't talk nonsense, and don't move." This time, Xiaolan didn't say anything for Conan, but just instructed him slightly, "Look at your little brother Changsheng, how well-behaved, quiet on the side, and won't disturb others at all, you have to learn more from others, do you hear?" ”

"Listen...... Hearing the ......" Conan was asked by Xiaolan to learn from Wang Changsheng, and his face suddenly fell.

Learn from him?

Learn a fart!