With the assistance of the old policeman Masaaki Nagashima, he finally borrowed a few sets of bedding from the hotel on Moon Shadow Island, Fujiwara Yu did not plan to sleep in the same room with the corpse, his sense of smell was more sensitive than ordinary people, and the smell of the corpse that had been emitted made him really unable to sleep.

In order to survive this long night, he came to the nearby vending machine, directly put in coins and bought two cans of coffee, two cans of coffee to eat, originally a little hungry stomach directly half full, when he walked back to the public hall, he saw several heads together, as if looking at something.

Fujiwara Yu stepped forward and found that it was the sheet music found under the piano lid, and he asked with some curiosity:

"Is there something wrong with this score?"

"It's kind of weird, indeed." Mao Lilan pointed to the fourth section of the score, frowned, and said, "This is the score for the Moonlight Sonata, but the fourth section is a little strange, huh...... Words are not very easy to describe, so I'll play it to you."

Fujiwara Yu, who didn't know anything about music, tried his best to pretend that he knew what he knew, but when he heard the obviously strange sound of the piano, he tilted his head and wondered:

"I don't know much about music, but why does it sound weird? An indescribable sense of incongruity."

"Well, this fourth paragraph should have been altered, maybe it's the murderer, or the death message left by the victim?" Mao Liran boldly guessed that she was looking forward to providing some useful clues to Sosuke Takaji, after all, she couldn't help in reasoning, and she could still play a role in music, which was quite good.

"Well, it's a possibility, the murderer—"

Fujiwara Yu hadn't finished speaking, and the movement from the door suddenly made him vigilant, and his eyes swept over to find that it was Asai Narumi standing outside the door, but at this point in time, she didn't have a good rest, why did she come here?

"Well, excuse me." Narumi Asai noticed that everyone's reaction was very strong, and he raised the packed food in his hand and sneered, "I called the hotel just now, and I heard that you are still here, so I brought some supper, you should be hungry."

Mori Kogoro rubbed his stomach twice, he hadn't eaten since lunch, and it was almost early in the morning. He quickly stepped forward to take the bento bag, and smiled a little embarrassedly:

"Hahaha, thank you so much Dr. Asai, you really helped us a lot today."

"Mr. Maori laughed, I couldn't help much."

Lined with a triangular rice ball for tuna salad, it is served with sweet tamagoyaki, and sliced radish with sauce is prepared to relieve greasyness. This is a good supper for Maori Kogoro and others, but Fujiwara Yoshi, who is completely unaware of the invagination, suddenly looks ugly after taking a bite, and the little fishy smell of the tuna salad makes him vomit or swallow.

In the end, in order not to affect the appetite of others, he had to swallow the contents of his mouth, and under the pretext of "going out to buy drinks", he disposed of most of the remaining triangular rice balls in his hand.

Fujiwara Yu bought a few bottles of lemon tea from the vending machine, unscrewed one of the bottles and took a few large sips, the fishy smell in his mouth was finally relieved, and when he returned to the eucalyptus scene, he saw several people eating rice balls and chatting.

Of course, there is still the body of Hideo Kawashima covered with a white cloth in the corner, and everyone's appetite is ...... It's really good.

Fujiwara Yoshi's gaze moved to Masaaki Nagashima sitting on the ground with a triangular rice ball in his hand, so why did this guy eat and drink?

Moriran, who was kneeling on the cushion, took a small bite of Tama-yaki, and she said with some surprise:

"Huh? So Dr. Asai aren't you a resident of this island?"

"Well, I've been back to Tokyo every weekend, and I've been doing this for almost two years."

"Two years? Did you come to the island at the same time as Mr. Kameyama's death?" Fujiwara Yu sat casually opposite Asai Narumi, as a person who already has a girlfriend, he naturally wants to be different from men and women and stick to male morality.

Asai nodded and explained aloud:

"That's right, I heard about him when I came to the island

My heart is not very good, and I have been prescribed heart medicine here. Two years ago, he died of a heart attack without taking medicine in time, but during the autopsy, I noticed that his face was very hideous, as if he had seen something terrible."

"So, did he have any drugs on him when you checked it?"

"No, I thought it was strange when I checked it out, because heart disease inmates usually carry their medicine with them."

I didn't carry any medication and showed up in a piano room that most people don't go to.

Fujiwara Yu held his chin and thought, could it be that Kameyama was called here, and he didn't take the medicine because he was in a hurry, or did he have a chance to take the medicine, and the person who was called snatched the medicine?

Then things are not so simple, Kameyama's death may not be an accident, but a killing.

He raised his watch and glanced at the time, and said in a deep voice:

"It's not early, I'll just guard the body, you guys go to bed early."

"That's right, with me and Officer Eagle Division, Xiaolan, Little Devil, and Doctor Asai, you should rest early." Maori Kogoro patted his chest, how sincere he said at the moment, how loud the snoring would be in the next second.

Mori Kogoro, who fell asleep on the ground in less than twenty minutes, made Fujiwara Yu deeply speechless, and this snoring sound also successfully made several other people unable to sleep, until late at night, he couldn't resist sleep, so he lay down in the bed and fell asleep.

Fujiwara took advantage of their sleep to make his way to the beach through the back door, where he stood on a high vantage point and monitored the piano room and dialed White's phone to see if he had anything to gain from there.

"Hey, White, it's me, what's going on over there?"

"Report to Mr. Krell that the target has gone straight back to his hotel after having a late night snack at the tavern, and there is no sign of going out at the moment, and I don't think he will be able to move tonight." White immediately reported.

"Keep an eye on it, this island is not so simple, and the eucalyptus on my side is also tricky, and it may always be ......" Fujiwara Yu suddenly found someone walking towards him, his eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he said in a hurried tone: "I have something to do here, hang up first."

He looked naturally at Masaaki Nagashima who was walking towards him with his hands behind his back, why didn't he rest at this time, why did he come back here? And he walked towards him, did he come to find himself on purpose?

Even though Fujiwara Yoo had a lot of questions in his heart, he still said in a kind tone:

"Officer Long Island, did you come to the beach for a walk because you couldn't sleep?"

Masaaki Nagashima was not as stupid as before, he happily pushed his glasses and said bluntly:

"No, I'm here for you."