"Huh?"

Just as Uncle Maori carefully removed the lid from the deceased's body, trying to protect the almost destroyed corpse of the game.

Conan suddenly discovers a strange place.

He held out a hand and pointed to the wet shirt of the deceased.

"Uncle Maori, why is there a hole in this man's clothes?"

Conan seems to be asking questions, but in fact he is trying to attract Uncle Maori's attention.

Really.

Uncle Maori put the rag in his hand on the ground beside him.

Turning his head to look in the direction of Conan's finger.

"Huh? There's a hole. Uncle Maori looked at it twice, and couldn't help but complain, "Maybe he got it when he was doing something, rich man, he usually does a lot of exercise." ”

Uncle Maori gave a near-perfect explanation for the hole: "And this Mr. Hideo Kawashima is so rich, it is impossible for him to wear torn clothes." ”

"So Uncle Maori, you mean, it's possible that the murderer did it?" Conan stared at the hole for a moment, then tilted his head and said to Uncle Maori in an innocent tone.

"That's right." Uncle Maori nodded.

"Dad, don't talk about corpses anymore!"

Xiao Lan, who was beside Wang Changsheng, looked at his father and Conan squatting on the ground, looking like she wanted to put her face on the face of the corpse, her little face was a little pale, and she said with a little coquettishness.

"Xiaolan, you should be able to play the piano, right?" Uncle Maori stood up again.

I don't know if it was because I heard Xiaolan's complaints, or if I thought of something, but I asked.

"Playing the piano? Of course, you sent me to school, Dad, don't you remember? Xiaolan pursed her lips and replied a little helplessly.

She also won an award in school, and the trophy is at home, and my father doesn't know about it, so I have to ask again......

"Then you look at this score and try to play the piano twice." Uncle Maori didn't care about anything else, but pointed to the piano, and then said to Xiaolan.

"Huh? Am I going to play now? When Xiaolan heard this, her big eyes couldn't help but stare at her, a little resistant.

After all, the piano was what the island's inhabitants called a curse.

She didn't want to touch it at all.

Don't even want to get closer.

Not to mention, there are indeed three lives that have been linked to this piano.

And now there is a corpse lying on the piano not so long ago.

Just thinking about Xiaolan makes me feel very baa.

However, in the end, she couldn't resist Uncle Maori's urging and prepared to go up and watch the bullets twice.

"Sister Xiaolan, wait a minute." Suddenly, Wang Changsheng stopped her.

When Xiaolan turned her head to look, Wang Changsheng took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket.

"Sister Xiaolan, this is for you." Wang Changsheng stretched out his hand and handed the gloves to Xiaolan, "If you want to play this score to see if there are any problems, it's best to wear gloves, so that it won't destroy any evidence, and it won't be too embarrassing." ”

Looking at the white gloves handed over by Wang Changsheng, Xiaolan was suddenly a little moved.

She nodded again and again: "Okay, I know, thank you so much for your eldest brother." ”

Xiaolan's cordial appearance towards Wang Changsheng made Conan on the side snort secretly.

But he didn't say anything at all.

After all, Wang Changsheng was indeed right to do this.

"It's just that where did his gloves come from? Why do you have a pair of white gloves in your pocket? Conan narrowed his eyes again.

"Could it be that this guy wanted to do something with these gloves in the first place? Or simply have already done it, and by the way, use Xiaolan's hand to erase some clues that may exist in these gloves......"

Conan, who was habitually suspicious, began to be suspicious again.

With gloves as a barrier.

Xiaolan's heart is finally not so responsive.

She followed the score for a moment, then gently placed her fingers on the keyboard.

The next moment, a faint sound of the piano sounded in the entire piano room.

"Huh? Sister Xiaolan, are you sure this is "Moonlight"? ”

After Xiaolan played for a moment, Conan first frowned and asked questions.

"Uh, mostly yes......"

Xiaolan played very quickly, and when she was halfway through, she also felt that something seemed to be something wrong with the score.

When she played, there was a piece of music that seemed very strange, very different from the whole score, as if this section had been put in separately from another score.

Xiaolan is also very good at music, so she felt it for the first time

"It's weird, why does this sound a little different from the 'Moonlight' I heard before?" Conan duly raised his own doubts about Uncle Maori, and wanted Uncle Maori to pay attention to the situation.

He felt that since Uncle Maori asked Xiaolan to play, he must have some doubts about this aspect.

As for the score that was now left at the scene, Conan believes that it is very likely that it was left by the murderer in order to convey some information to them.

It may be some kind of provocation left by the murderer to the police, for example, this score may hide the murderer's next target to kill.

If we can decipher this score, we may be able to stop the murderer!

That's when it happened.

Narumi Asai rushed here with a supper.

"Everyone's worked hard, come and eat something first." Asai Narumi said to everyone.

"Thank you, doctor." Uncle Maori paused his movements.

Xiaolan also hurriedly got up, and then moved away from the piano.

She took off one of her gloves, and she didn't want to throw them away, so she held them in her other hand.

Then several people sat directly on the ground and took the food handed by Asai Narumi one after another.

Although they also ate it in the evening.

But that doesn't stop them from having another late-night snack to replenish their energy.

And the food brought by Asai Narumi is not a hard dish either.

Just a few rice balls he made himself.

The portion is not too much, and several people can eat it.

While eating, Conan was still thinking about the situation of the case.

It happened that Asai Narumi was here, so he began to ask about the current village chief and the previous village chief.

However, in this regard, Asai Narumi is not very detailed.

Just pick and choose, and say what he knows and can say.

Finally, Asai pointed to the window that had been broken from the inside.

"Actually, I'm not a resident doctor here, so I don't know much about this, but speaking of which, there was a strange place when Mr. Kameyama died."

Narumi Asai slowly stood up, and then came to the window.

"Strange place?" The crowd looked at him.

"Yes, I remember it seemed like one of the windows was open." Asai Narumi said as he stretched out his hand and pointed to the window behind him, "This should be it." ”

Wang Changsheng and Conan, as well as Uncle Maori, all looked at the window that Asai Narumi said.

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly flashed outside the window.

"Who is it?!"

Uncle Maori and Conan stood up and ran towards the window.

The Spiritual Illusion Xinlong beside Wang Changsheng was taken aback, thinking that he had encountered something inexplicable.

However, with Wang Changsheng by his side, looking at his calm expression, Lingyu Xinlong was also somewhat relieved.

"Ran away!" When Uncle Maori and Conan ran to the window, the dark shadow was already far away, and there was a panicked stampede.

It's clear that this is a person.

Fortunately, although the window leading to the outside was originally locked, I don't know who broke it.

As soon as Uncle Maori rolled over, he went straight through the window.

Conan also wanted to jump out, but he was a little short, and he didn't even flip out at once.

"Damn!" Conan cursed.

At this time, Asai Narumi leaned aside with a stunned expression.

Xiaolan also ran to the window with some anxiety and shouted loudly: "Dad, be careful!" Stay safe! ”

Watch them in action.

Only then did Wang Changsheng stand up.

His magic instantly centered on him and swept in all directions.

In an instant, he sensed the dark shadow that Uncle Maori was chasing with the help of his magic.

"It's you, just in time." A shallow smile appeared at the corner of Wang Changsheng's mouth.

Then he muttered silently in his heart.

"Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck for me!"

Hmmm-

Suddenly a gust of wind blew.

It seems to be the sea breeze at night.

It slipped through the window and lunged in the direction of Uncle Maori and the dark shadow.

It was fast, but in the blink of an eye, it was into the body of the target he was looking for.

Meanwhile.

Although the piano room of the public hall is brightly lit.

But the outside world was as dark as ink.

The rolling of the waves is clearly audible.

On the beach near the sea, two people are running one after the other.

Suddenly, the black shadow that was being chased by Uncle Maori suddenly felt as if he had tripped over the air.

He let out an exclamation.

Immediately, the whole person rushed straight forward.

"Ah——!h

pia.

The man hit the ground on his cheek.

Luckily, it's just a sandy beach.

The sand that has been soaked in seawater for many years is still wet and soft, which does not make the black image fall on the concrete floor and the cheeks bloom.

At this time, Wang Changsheng and the others all gathered around the window.

Conan wanted to climb out again, but was caught by Xiaolan.

Suddenly, I heard a loud scream from outside.

Xiao Lan suddenly stuck her head out of the window with some worry, and shouted loudly: "Ou Duosan! How are you? You okay! ”

"Wow Ka ! I'm fine! ”

In Xiao Lan's somewhat worried expression, a slightly presumptuous-sounding voice came through the sea breeze.

"I've got this sneaky guy! If you want to run, I think he must be the murderer this time! I got caught, right? Quack quack! ”

The first half of his sentence was still said to Xiaolan and them, but then he began to condemn this person viciously, and laughed out loud by the way.

Hearing Uncle Maori's strange laughter, Wang Changsheng and Conan couldn't help twitching the corners of their mouths, a little speechless.

When Xiaolan heard her father say this, she hesitated for a moment, but she still went out of the window directly.

The rest of them followed suit.

It's just that when it's Wang Changsheng's turn.

Conan originally wanted to watch Wang Changsheng make a fool of himself, thinking that he must be the same as himself, and he couldn't turn it out directly.

However, Wang Changsheng held the window edge with one hand and jumped out directly with his legs.

This can make Conan stunned.

"No, this guy isn't much taller than me, why did he jump so high?" Conan finally crawled onto the table with a black face and climbed out of it.

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None of the people went through the front door, and none of them went through the back door, and they all went out through the windows.

Before I could get close to Uncle Maori, I heard his strange laughter.

"Quack! You, a stupid guy who ascended to heaven, can still trip over your own feet, and such a psychological quality can also kill? ”

"But I think it's also scared by a wise detective like me, right? Wow Ka ! ”

"......" Wang Changsheng and Conan gathered around Uncle Maori speechlessly.

After he laughed for a while and vented all the happiness in his heart, Conan pointed to the figure on the ground: "Uncle Maori, turn him over and see who it is." ”

"Good!" Uncle Maori nodded, "I knew I was going to come here tonight to guard, but I really didn't expect that at this time, you still have the courage to run here, the hateful murderer, is there any evidence at the scene that you have fallen here?" Hmph, don't think about anything you have, with my Maori Kogoro here, you won't succeed! ”

Uncle Maori sat on the man's back with his whole body.

The figures on the ground are now more out of breath and less in breath.

This is also the reason why Uncle Maori pounced on him directly after he fell down, and forced it on him.

"Who are you, damn murderer?" Uncle Maori reached out and grabbed the man by the hair, breaking his head.

The sky was dark and deep, and everyone couldn't see it clearly for a while.

Conan raised his wrist and shone the light from his watch on the man's face.

"This little thing is quite functional." Wang Changsheng glanced at it.

"Phew, Phew......"

At this moment, the person whose head had been buried in the sand and could only whine spat out the sand in his mouth, and hurriedly defended himself: "I didn't kill anyone!" The murderer is not me! The murderer is not me! ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Conan was stunned for a moment.

"This voice is ......"

Several of them followed the light to look at the man's face.

"Huh? How could it be you? Uncle Maori looked at each other and was a little stunned.

He thought that the murderer might be some fierce guy, so although he laughed wildly, he pressed his weight on the other party the whole time, without giving the other party any chance to breathe.

However, unexpectedly, the murderer turned out to be a secretary to the village chief who looked like a weak chicken-

Kazuaki Hirata?