"This looks like an expensive piano......" Turning around the piano in the room, Maoriran asked in confusion, "Why is it so dirty, it's all dust." Isn't there anyone to maintain and clean it? ”

"Don't! Don't touch that piano! A nervous high-pitched shout came from outside, and Conan turned around to see a square-faced man with glasses looking at them in a panic, and hurried in.

"Ha, when I want to see you, there is no one for two hours, and when I touch the piano, they all come out." Conan clearly heard Mori Kogoro behind him make an insightful complaint, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at him.

I always feel that Uncle Maori, who lost his cigarettes and alcohol, has changed a little in all aspects, and even his mouth has become sharper.

Kazuaki Hirata, who walked into the room, naturally heard Mori Kogoro's complaint, paused slightly, and continued the topic just now: "This is not something that can be touched casually, this is a cursed piano!" ”

As for the reason for refusing to see him...... The village chief himself lost his face when he heard the word detective, so what can he do as a secretary?

"The Cursed Piano...... Shouldn't it have something to do with that Keiji Aso? Maori Kogoro frowned, thinking of the scene in the office before, "Your island is indeed quite superstitious. ”

"It's not superstition!" Kazuaki Hirata raised his voice and emphasized, "Two years ago, the former village chief, Isamu Kameyama, who was preparing for the memorial service today, was ...... on a full moon two years ago."

As he spoke, Hirata Kazuaki's face really began to sweat - of course, how much of it was due to the strange scene of two years ago, and how much of it was due to his current blasphemous, only he knew.

But in short, his voice couldn't help but tremble: "That day, I happened to pass by the community center, which should have been empty, and suddenly the sound of piano playing came out, so I asked who was there, but the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. ”

During the narration, Kazuaki Hirata's gaze couldn't help but fall on the piano.

His eyes were a mixture of fear and flickering weakness.

He who told this terrifying legend himself, what is he doing with this piano that carries many lives...... Only he himself is clear.

"When I walked into the activity center and came here, I saw that the village chief Kameyama had collapsed in front of the piano and was out of breath." Kazuaki Hirata, whose forehead was covered with fine sweat, swallowed his saliva and finished telling what happened two years ago, "The cause of death was a heart attack, but he played it before he died...... It was Keiji Aso who kept playing in the sea of fire, Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata"! ”

"Whew-" As he emphasized in an accentuated tone, Moriran grabbed Mori Kogoro's arm, and the whole person shrunk into a ball.

This kind of strange curse and strange talk, she is most afraid of this kind of thing!

Conan tilted his head and looked at Kazuaki Hirata, who took out his handkerchief and began to wipe the sweat on his face, and moved his inquiring gaze to the piano again.

Relying on his current status, he jumped onto the dusty piano chair without hesitation, lifted the lid, and rolled a few times on the black and white keys.

"Ahh ”

"I'm just curious, isn't that nothing special?" Touching his knocked head absently, Conan smiled on the surface, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Hirata Kazuaki.

When he came in and saw them standing in front of the piano, he was genuinely nervous, but when he really saw that he had opened the lid and pressed the keys, he was relieved.

This does not match the explanation he gave for the "cursed piano".

This person is not too right......

"Anyway, you'd better stay away from it, you'd rather trust it, right? What's more, today is the memorial day of the former village chief, so let's respect the deceased. Hirata, who wiped his forehead, didn't know that his subtle expression had been seen by a certain keen detective, and said half-threatening and half-guided, and opened the door of the piano room, "Before the event is over, the village chief should not be free to see you, please wait a little longer......"

"Hey, aren't these a few friends I met today?" A soft voice came, and when I turned my head, I saw Narumi Asai standing on the other side of the corridor wearing a black suit with a white chrysanthemum, "Why are you here?" ”

"We are waiting for the village chief...... Miss Chengshi, are you also coming to the memorial event? Looking at what she was wearing and the flowers in her hand, Mao Lilan reacted, "You also know the former village chief?" ”

"Not really, not long after I came to Moonshadow Island, Mr. Kameyama died. Mainly, I mainly studied clinical medicine, and because of a coincidence, Mr. Kameyama became the deceased of my first inquest......" Speaking of this, Asai Narumi smiled slightly awkwardly, "Sounds a little strange, right?" ”

In the face of a deceased person, it does sound a little too strange to use the tone of "taking care of the first customer of his own business".

Mori Kogoro lowered his head strangely, looked at Asai Narumi's slender fingers holding white chrysanthemum, and felt like he couldn't explain it.

"Why, forensic medicine is also a great job." Anticipating Maori Kogoro's expression, before his father made another rude evaluation, Maori Lan hurriedly said, "It's not easy to face this kind of work when you come here, right?" ”

"Who made me the doctor of Lunaris Isle?" Asai Narumi chuckled lightly twice, and said in a deep voice, "I won't talk to you, I'll go to the Dharma first." There are a few family restaurants on the island, so you might as well go grab a bite to eat first...... This event will not end until it takes time. ”

Looking down at the white chrysanthemum in her hand, she pursed her lips and smiled, humming a eulogy-like tune softly in her mouth, and walked briskly towards the venue.

Looking at the corners of her fluttering skirt, Conan touched his chin and thought.

Dr. Sung Sil seems to be in a very good mood.

Regardless of whether you are familiar with the deceased or not, after all, this is a ritual and a memorial service, is it really okay to go like this in a good mood? Won't it give family members and other guests a feeling of elation and a good death?

Or is that what the island's customs are?

On this day on Moonshadow Island, it seems to be common to count them down, but when you think about it carefully, there is a subtle sense of weirdness.

If you think about it, there may be an intrinsic connection between these things......

Before Conan was completely lost in thought, the vibration of his phone brought him back to reality.

When he turned on his phone, Conan's eyes lit up, he looked left and right, stretched out his hand to hold Mao Lilan, and took out the bear child's mode to make a fuss.

"I'm going to eat, I'm hungry Sister Xiaolan!"

"Eh, but didn't you eat bread or something in the afternoon?"

"I'm hungry, I'm hungry! Go Sister Xiaolan, go-"

Maori Kogoro, who continued to be sleepy with his head drooping, yawned, couldn't listen to the commotion around him, and waved his hand: "Okay, Xiaolan, the child is hungry and wants to eat, you can take him there, I'll just wait here myself." ”

The activities in the venue seemed to have begun, and the sound of the wooden fish and the chanting of the scriptures came out layer by layer, and he became more and more sleepy when he heard it.

This strange island, why did I really come here because of an unknown letter?

Conan, who had received approval, didn't care about Mori Kogoro, who had already started to fight with his eyelids, turned his feet and ran quickly in the direction of the exit.

Joker found out, and told him to come over, hurry, hurry-

(End of chapter)