"Gee, I should have gone with you for a bite to eat." Sitting on the paved bunk, Maori Kogoro, who had been yawning for a long time, sat down with no energy, "As a result, I haven't eaten anything yet." ”

Mao Lilan squinted and smiled when he heard this, reached out and fumbled in his backpack for a while, and took out two packaged sushi: "I know you don't have time to eat, oh, take it." ”

“…… When did you buy it. Mori Kogoro took it in surprise, "Did you buy it when you ate?" ”

"yes, it was Conan who suggested that I buy more, saying that if they were too late for the event, they probably wouldn't be able to find a place to eat. And it worked......" Moriran sighed and glanced at the white clothed human body in the other corner of the room.

I have to say that I was in the same room with the deceased, even if I wasn't alone, I was still a little stunned.

Is this the fate of the detective's family? Maoriran thought wistfully.

Conan, who was tapping on the screen of his phone, paused, looked up at the two of them and smiled, hiding the feeling of emptiness in his heart.

He wasn't doing it out of kindness or thoughtfulness...... This was the reason why he fooled Xiaolan away, and he took the time to meet Joker in this gap time.

Thinking of the flowers swaying in the twilight of the quadrangle, he settled down and continued to bow his head to send messages to Joker.

[Is this deceased related to what you are investigating? Have you been to the scene of the crime?

You didn't succeed in stopping the murderer, did you? Is there something wrong with this?

If you encounter any serious problems, you can contact me first, and I will do my best to help.

By the way, how the hell did you get to the island? The police on the island said that no other outsiders had been found on the island in the past few days......]

Looking at what he had written, he pondered for a moment with a headache, but then clicked the send button.

As soon as he found the emblem, he sent an email to Joker, and he didn't know what the situation was on Joker's side, so he didn't reply to him......

The questions in his chest were growing more and more, and he couldn't help but worry about the safety of this group of young monster thieves.

When it comes to the serious problem of drug trafficking, what kind of forces are behind it, and what kind of rights and wrongs will be involved in the whole chain, you can guess what a big thing this will be without any imagination, is this really something that a few strange thieves can settle by relying on their personal strength?

Looking at the frightened and inexplicable look on the face of the guy named Ken Nishimoto, he guessed that this score would not be a death message left by Hideo Kawashima, but it was most likely a message from the murderer, or a secret word involving drug trafficking.

It is really delicate and dangerous to leave your own emblem in such a grand way.

Where did Joker find such secret information, how did he lock in the candidate, and what kind of relationship does the murder case that is likely to involve a feud ten years ago have to do with the drug trafficking chain......

The more he pondered it, the more thrilling he became, but Joker didn't reply a word, he was afraid that these strange thieves who were not afraid of heaven and earth had been sunk by some underworld force.

There is no record on the island, and no one will find anyone but him if he is missing, isn't this an excellent choice to be exterminated?

Conan raised his hand and patted his brain. What a headache.

After waiting for a few more minutes, when Kogoro Maori had finished eating a piece of sushi, his phone finally came with the gentle vibration he had been waiting for.

[Should you be at the community center now?]

Shhh......h

Conan, who clicked on the message with anticipation, froze his fingers on the phone screen.

What kind of tone is this ghost story, here it is again, this pretentious tone.

Although his speechlessness was extremely strong, Conan sat quietly and waited according to the contents of his email.

After a while, as Mori Kogoro swallowed the last bite of sushi with the oolong tea in the cup, the window not far from them suddenly heard the sound of "squeak" opening and closing.

This community center is located close to the coastline behind it, and it is a building directly facing the sea.

Concerned about Maolilan's mood, they chose to keep a certain distance from the corpse covered with a white cloth, and sat down at the base of the wall on the other side of the piano.

The immediate effect of this is that through the window that is being pushed open at the moment, it is impossible to find the three people sitting in the corner of the wall on the other side.

After a moment of silence, the sound of the metal hinge opening was so harsh that it immediately drew all their attention.

"Shhhhhh

"It could be the murderer, and he came back to the scene to deal with something...... "Mori Kogoro lowered his voice and leaned into Mori's ear.

Mao Lilan blinked, his frightened mood calmed down slightly, and nodded slightly.

The three of them sneaked together, not daring to come out in one breath, quietly observing the situation of the intruder.

The group of detectives who were curled up in a ball were not found, and the person who pushed the window open breathed a sigh of relief, raised his foot and stepped on the windowsill, and climbed into the room.

He was obviously familiar with this route, and as soon as he landed, he went straight to the piano without stopping, and hurriedly crouched down and looked at the bottom of the piano.

—and then he saw the three men who stared at him in shock.

"Secretary Hirata!" Eight eyes met, and Mori Kogoro called out the name of the intruder, "Why did you come here!" ”

"Mr. Mao, Mr. Maori ......!" Finding that there were other people in the room, Hirata Kazuaki's heart rate suddenly increased, and he staggered to his feet with the piano and hurriedly retreated.

It's over, but at this time, they were still seen checking the piano by themselves!

Gritting his teeth, Hirata Kazuaki glanced at the window he had climbed into, and retreated in the direction of the window in a few steps.

Now leave and go to the village chief to talk about it!

Although the fact that he moved the goods in private was exposed, it would also attract a certain amount of trouble and criticism from the village chief, but compared with the fact that the matter was exposed to outsiders, this is a small problem!

Quick, if you go to him now, it's still too late——!

"Why did you come back here, what are you looking for?" Maori Kogoro shouted, "Don't run! ”

"Ahh

Kazuaki Hirata, who could sweat profusely after running a few steps, where was Mao Lilan's opponent, he could not avoid eating one of her kicks, and a mouthful of foam sprayed out, slamming into the wall behind him.

"Where are you going?" Although the expression on the other side was completely clouded after hitting the wall, Mao Lilan still leaned in front of him without relaxation, grabbed his arm and cut him behind him, and pressed him to the ground, "Don't move! ”

"What are you doing here?" Looking at Kazuaki Hirata, who couldn't move and even rolled his eyes a little, Maori Kogoro's expression became gloomy.

Could the murderer be this man with a square face and an honest face?

"He's just looking at the bottom of the piano, is there anything going to be down there?" Seeing clearly the movements of Kazuaki Hirata, Conan reminded loudly, "Uncle, look under the piano!" ”

The content of Joker's reply to the email flashed through his mind.

Think of piano, Keiji Aso's donation, drugs...... Some of the methods he had heard of in order to hide from the world and the sea and all kinds of drugs were hidden, and he had a trace of gloom in his heart.

Kazuaki Hirata is the secretary of the current village head, Tatsuji Kuroiwa. So how likely is it that the village chief was completely unaware of this matter?

Thinking back to the action of him coming in through the window, Mori Kogoro agreed with Conan's statement, so he reached out and touched the piano leg in the direction of Hirata and Akira squatting, and began to touch the bottom of the grand piano inch by inch.

Seeing his movements, Hirata's pupils shrank, and despite the severe pain in his body, he struggled with all his strength under Moriran's hands.

"There's a dark grid." Touching a loose plank with his fingertips, Mori Kogoro immediately explained, crouched down to observe the rubbing, and soon, slowly moved the moving plank away, revealing the bottom of the mezzanine.

A bag of powdery white stuff fell to the ground the moment he pushed the plank away.

Mori Kogoro, who has many years of experience as a criminal policeman, vaguely understood what was going on with just one glance, and with a mixture of anger, disgust and vigilance on his face, he glared at Kazuaki Hirata, who was squirming like a dying fish under the suppression of Mori Lan, and immediately took out his mobile phone.

"Hey, Twilight." In the same way that he was in contact with an old colleague, Kogoro Mori immediately dialed Twilight's number, "Do you know about Moonshadow Island?" There is a big problem and support is needed. ”

Finished!

A few blood-red characters flashed in his mind, and a panting Kazuaki Hirata gave up the struggle, gasping for breath, and staring blankly at the corner of the wall in front of him.

From his point of view, he could vaguely see the hideous and terrifying expression of Hideo Kawashima, who had been dead for a long time, under the white cloth.

The unblind, painful and strange appearance seemed to foreshadow his end.

"Click-"

There was a soft knock on the door in the direction of the hallway.

Mori Kogoro took on an attacking posture and turned around sharply in alarm, seeing Asai Narumi's dazed expression.

"What's the matter, guys, what's going on?" She raised her hand and gestured to the rice balls and mineral water she was carrying, "I heard Mr. Police say that you want to spend the night here, so you want to send something over...... Mr. Hirata, what is this? ”

Smiling, he lowered his gaze and looked down at Kazuaki Hirata, who had given up on the futile struggle, his expression frightened and desperate, looking at the corpse of Hideo Kawashima with trembling lips.

Yes, it's this expression, it's this desperate look that can't struggle......

He laughed in his heart, and tilted his head innocently and blankly.

"Did something bad happen?" His gaze naturally moved to the flour-like thing in Kogoro's hand in Maori, "...... this?" ”

Is the source of all this evil, the thing that breeds so much hatred and ugliness, finally going to be exposed to the sun?

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"Mr. Nishimoto, Mr. Nishimoto—"

"Siben—where are you—"

Hearing a series of calls behind him, the expression on Ken Nishimoto's face became more and more frightened, and he tried to curl up into the depths of the bushes.

What to do, what to do?!

Keiji Aso isn't dead yet, he must not be dead...... No, not necessarily, maybe he really died, as those people said, he became a ghost, and he chased after him......

Don't, I don't want to die, I don't want to die yet-

"Ken Nishimoto, Mr. Nishimoto! Over here! His stobing caught the seeker's attention, and the light of the torch shifted to illuminate his face hidden among the leaves.

"What's wrong with you, what were you running again?" Murasawa Monday, who was called out by the police to help, took a breath and stretched out his hand to him, "Come, come out first......"

"Don't come, don't come close!" Seeing his palm, Ken Nishimoto let out another crazy cry, "The ghost is coming, the ghost is coming, the ghost is coming again!" ”

"Hell, what the hell, you're too scared of Mr. Kawashima's death......"

"Didn't you hear?!" Standing up from the bushes suddenly, Ken Nishimoto rushed forward from the hiding place and grabbed Murasawa Monday's shoulder, ""Moonlight, it's "Moonlight Sonata"! The Moonlight Sonata in the second movement! ”

"What Moonlight?" Caught by his out-of-control strength, Murasawa hissed and broke free from his palm, "Only the sound of the waves and the cries of cicadas?" ”

"Can't you hear?!"

"What do you hear......

The blankness on Murasawa's face deepened Nishimoto's fear once again.

He looked up, and a full moon was in the sky, and the indifferent moonlight fell on him.

"The night of the full moon, today is also the festival day of Keiji Aso......" muttered in a muffled accent, thinking of the stack of music scores that had disappeared, and Ken Nishimoto's legs trembled, "He's coming for me, he's coming for me——! ”

"Mr. Nishimoto—"

"Nishimoto is here, great, he's fine!"

More volunteers who helped the search were attracted by the movement here and leaned over one after another.

"Keiji Aso is here!" Hearing the more and more light and beautiful melody in his ears, Ken Nishimoto burst out with a scream, "He's coming for me, he's coming for me——! ”

Ignoring the crowd's calls and obstructions, he turned his head and ran towards the highest point on the island.

Go over there, that's where Keiji Aso died twelve years ago!

Only there, it is possible to get rid of Keiji Aso!

"Ah, Nishimoto—"

After chasing after the running Nishimoto, the people of the archipelago looked at each other for a moment, and then could only follow resignedly.

There's already been a murder tonight, but don't scare another one to death......

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"What's going on over there?" Standing against the wall, Maolilan, who maintained a rotating vigil, heard some noise in the quiet of the night and glanced out the window.

"It seems that the islanders are gathered together......," Asai Narumi took a few steps closer and looked out the window, "over there is the highest hill on the island, and this is the villa area where Mr. Kawashima and his family live...... What's going on? ”

Even from such a distance, the sparse and connected torches were very conspicuous in the night.

"Be careful." The vigilance of this small island is at an all-time high, and Mori Kogoro is the first to warn, "Don't attract their attention." ”

God knows what ghosts, snakes, and gods will be on this island.

Safety is paramount, and it's almost time for the Metropolitan Police Department to arrive tonight.

"So, is there a person?" Conan, who was squinting at the top of the mountain, saw a point of light appear at the top of the cliff, "Is someone standing on the edge of the cliff?" ”

"It seems to be ......," Mao Lilan furrowed his brows, "It's dangerous to stand so close......"

"yes, it's dangerous......" With his hands pressed against the glass, Asai Narumi's eyes widened and he watched the scene with an almost greedy look.

Of course he knew who it was, of course he knew where it was......

The terrible scream, like Zigui's night cry, was sent to his ears from the top of the cliff along the sea breeze.

The next moment, Ken Nishimoto, who was set on fire, jumped down from the top of the cliff, like a meteor piercing the night, and the red fire crossed the sky, and fell heavily into the rocky reef beach under the cliff.

"Ahh

"Someone committed suicide by jumping off a cliff?" Maori Kogoro, who also witnessed this scene, was completely sleepy, and glanced at Kazuaki Hirata, who was tied into a rice dumpling and leaning on the side, before leaning over to the window to take a look, "If you are at this height, you must be hopeless......"

"And he's on fire all over." Conan added, "I just don't know who ......"

Soon, the screams from the cliff sent the answer to their ears.

"I seem to hear words like 'Nishimoto' and 'Ken Nishimoto,'......" and as if he was listening intently, Asai Narumi said slowly, as if he was trying to distinguish the chaos.

"Ken Nishimoto, that crazy guy?" Mori Kogoro touched his chin and muttered, "That's not unexpected......"

Hirata Kazuaki, who was gagged and tied there, rolled his eyes wildly, and cold sweat came down all of a sudden.

Nishimoto Ken, Nishimoto jumped off a cliff with a fire in his body.

On the top of the cliff, isn't that the site of the Aso family's house?!

Doesn't that mean......

Asai Narumi turned his head, glanced at Kazuaki Hirata, whose face had completely faded from blood, leaned against the window glass, and suppressed the tendency of the corners of his mouth to continue to rise.

Unfortunately, the place where Ken Nishimoto died was not so appropriate, or else......

Just thinking like this, a string of pleasant piano sounds sounded faintly in the moonlit night along the sound of the waves below the cliff.

"The second movement of the Moonlight Sonata." Conan reacted immediately, solemnly leaning on the windowsill and looking in the direction of the cliff over there, "Maybe someone put a tape recorder or a loudspeaker under the cliff......"

So, is Ken Nishimoto's suicide also the murderer's arrangement?

can see the movement on the island, and Ken Nishimoto seems to have made a crazy move to jump off the cliff......

Why is the murderer so confident, where Ken Nishimoto will fall? Is this also a kind of design and planning?

At this time, such an urgent and hasty arrangement, you can still take into account the effect you want to achieve, and you are really an excellent collaborator, joker, and you really didn't lie.

"Moonlight......" Asai Narumi muttered in a dream-like voice as if sighing.

Day! Ten thousand! Finish!

Okay, count me back 3 more! 【Throat】

(End of chapter)