Chapter 316 Conan: You want me to learn from Wang Changsheng? Bah!

"If I remember correctly, deep down, Narumi also hoped that Uncle Mori, whom he had invited, could stop his killing spree."

Wang Changsheng, Zhi Shi's mother, and Uncle Maoli followed Narumi back to his doctor's office.

Asai Narumi's willingness to invite Uncle Mori, a famous detective who has recently gained widespread fame, clearly indicates that he had this intention.

I just don't know what the missing content in the second half of the letter he sent to Tomoyo's mother was.

Regardless, Asai Narumi couldn't bear the torment of his conscience and tried to get others to stop him from killing, but Wang Changsheng could only leave him with a small regret.

"Selling this kind of harmful and selfish stuff, and all you get is being arrested and locked up? That's too easy, isn't it?" Wang Changsheng smiled slightly.

In his past life, some of his experiences made him extremely hate drug dealers.

He had also sworn that he would never be able to live with gambling and drugs.

Although my previous life ended abruptly, since we've met again this time, it must be a kind of fate.

Coincidentally, this Moonlight Murder Case is also a source of heartache and regret for Conan.

Although Wang Changsheng would bully Conan every time he met him, he would also get some negative points and small rewards from him.

But since he has the opportunity to help Conan stop feeling regretful, he might as well help this guy.

"Even death would be too good for these people."

Wang Changsheng glanced sideways at Conan, who had squeezed through the adults' legs into the front row.

He decided to see how things went, and if necessary, he would intervene to prevent Conan from investigating the incident thoroughly.

Once Asai Narumi has dealt with all those people one by one, Wang Changsheng will not let them leave this world so easily.

"When will I be able to master some magic related to the soul?" Wang Changsheng stroked his chin, feeling a sense of anticipation.

But no matter what.

"Washing machine, you can just watch the show from the sidelines this time. Ke Xue, don't even think about defeating magic."

Wang Changsheng stood quietly and obediently beside Zhi Shi's mother.

I listened quietly to the conversation of the adults.

Asai Narumi served everyone a glass of drinking water, and then he and Uncle Mori exchanged some pleasantries before finally starting their discussion.

Of course, while the two were exchanging compliments, Sonoko didn't say much, only nodding or shaking her head, firmly maintaining her aloof queen persona in front of outsiders.

"No way?"

Asai Narumi stared blankly at Conan, who had suddenly interrupted her.

This guy couldn't stand Uncle Mori's endless rambling and mutual flattery, so he preemptively brought up the question they were already planning to ask.

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

Asai Narumi stared blankly, looking surprised, with six parts disbelief, three parts curiosity, and one part doubt.

His eyes, which really looked like a girl's, widened slightly as he looked at Conan, who had asked the question. Then, as if he had come to his senses, he raised his head and looked at Uncle Mori.

"Are you sure it was Mr. Keiji Aso who sent you the letter of authorization? But as far as I know, he has been gone for many years, hasn't he?"

Asai Narumi's tone was full of sincerity. Not to mention Conan, even he, who already knew the truth in advance, was impressed by his words and performance.

It must be admitted that Asai Narumi's acting skills are truly remarkable.

It seems he's trapped here by hatred, which is a real waste of his talent.

If he were to act, or actually become a doctor at a major hospital...

Whichever path he chooses, it may fill his future life with sunshine and color.

Judging from his acting skills alone, Wang Changsheng felt that even becoming a movie star was something easily attainable.

If he were to devote himself to the study of medicine, he might actually be able to develop some medicines that would be worthy of being remembered in history.

It's a pity that such a talented person was buried, covered, and crushed into the dust by an overwhelming hatred.

"You're right. We're absolutely certain that it was Mr. Keiji Aso, who has long since passed away, who sent us the letter of entrustment. He even sent us the entrustment fee. Otherwise, we wouldn't be here." Uncle Mori nodded gently after hearing Asai Narumi's words and responded in a tender tone.

There seemed to be a smile on his lips, which Wang Changsheng found somewhat greasy.

But Uncle Mori probably felt pretty good about himself and tried to show off his gentlemanly manners in front of Narumi Asai with that gentlemanly smirk.

"In fact, we didn't know that Mr. Keiji Aso had passed away before we arrived here. We only found out after inquiring at the workshop."

At this point, Uncle Mori puffed out his chest, his smile widening: "And after learning that Keiji Aso had long since passed away, I quickly deduced something after a brief moment of thought..."

Uncle Mori's eyes held a hint of a smile as he met Asai Narumi's gaze.

When the latter saw Uncle Mori looking at him like that, he suddenly panicked.

"No way? Did I expose myself? Is this famous detective really that amazing?"

Although Asai Narumi wanted Uncle Mori to stop him from killing, deep down he actually wanted to kill those people himself.

Calling Uncle Mori over was also partly to give him some psychological comfort.

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But no matter what, if he were exposed so early, what would become of the hatred he had accumulated over the years?

"Wha...what is it?" He paused, forcing a curious expression as he asked.

But Uncle Mori was still all smiles.

This made Asai Narumi even more panicked.

Just as he was feeling uneasy under Uncle Mori's intense gaze, and his expression was about to falter, Uncle Mori chuckled.

"My guess is that the letter of request wasn't sent to us by Keiji Aso, but most likely by one of his friends!"

"...Oh, is that so?"

Uncle Mori spoke with conviction, while Asai Narumi was filled with unease.

However, seeing that he seemed to have no further developments, Asai Narumi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew... I thought this famous detective was really like a god, but he came straight to me as soon as he got here." Asai Narumi was terrified by Uncle Mori.

But he quickly sneered inwardly, "Since this famous detective didn't find it, then even God wants you beasts to die!"

Asai Shigemi felt a surge of hatred, but he concealed it well, not even letting his eyes betray the slightest emotion. He simply blinked and listened as Uncle Mori continued:

"It should be pretty much what I guessed. And there shouldn't be many people on this island who can pull out the money to pay us the commission fee in one go. It's easy to investigate. So Dr. Asai, we came here because we have a question we want to ask you."

"Please go ahead," Asai Narumi replied, appearing very cooperative.

"Could you briefly describe who on this island are wealthy individuals who are also close to Mr. Keiji Aso?"

Uncle Mori's words sound impressive, with all sorts of independent speculation and other such claims.

Wang Changsheng noticed that Conan, who had squeezed into the front row but was then pulled into Ran's arms, first pouted and then rolled his eyes.

They didn't take Uncle Mori seriously at all, and even looked down on him.

He could clearly sense that Conan's expressions seemed to convey the same thing.

That is to make Uncle Mori ask himself if any of the things he just said were based on his own "slight" reasoning, "simple" thinking, and "quick" deduction.

As Uncle Mori finished speaking, Sonomi, who hadn't said much until now, slowly spoke up: "Mr. Mori is right. We want to know who the most powerful people are on Tsukikage Island. If Dr. Asai knows, please tell us."

Conan glanced at Sonomi's words, but didn't react much before turning his head away.

Next, everyone's attention turned to Asai Narumi.

"Are there any wealthy and powerful people on the island?" Asai Narumi didn't directly tell Uncle Mori and Sonomi the answer, but instead looked like she was deep in thought.

Finally, he pretended to think seriously and began by introducing himself: "Actually, although I am a doctor on this island, I did not grow up here."

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

"Oh? Narumi-neechan has been living in Tokyo all this time?" Conan interjected at this moment.

"That's right, little brother." Asai Narumi nodded gently. "So I really want to give a perfect answer to what you asked me, but since I'm not very clear about the situation on this island, I can only tell you what I know."

"Of course." Uncle Mori grinned sheepishly. "It's already something to be very grateful for that Dr. Asai told us everything he knew."

"Thank you for understanding." Asai Narumi slightly curled the corners of her lips, and her youthful smile left Uncle Mori somewhat bewildered.

"As you know, as I mentioned before, I don't usually pay much attention to the news, so most of the information I have and my knowledge of this island comes from my patients."

Asai Narumi coughed lightly twice, as if she was feeling a little uncomfortable, or perhaps she wanted to make her words clearer.

He then slowly began to speak, "Once, an old man came to the hospital. He was very ill. My conditions here are too poor to treat him, so he was eventually sent off the island for treatment. I never heard from him again after that, which made me feel quite regretful."

Although Asai Narumi said this, Wang Changsheng, who was standing next to him, sensed a hint of joy in his tone.

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

Uncle Mori's face showed a hint of sympathy.

After all, since the old man was sent out for treatment but there has been no further news, he has probably already passed away.

"That's so strange."

However, at that moment, Conan, who doesn't follow the usual path, suddenly spoke up.

"Hmm?" Asai Narumi looked at him. "Little brother, what's strange?"

Conan was pulled in front of Ran, and seeing that everyone's attention was drawn to him, he tilted his head and said with a puzzled look:

"Isn't that strange?"

If the old man is cured, shouldn't he come back? If he isn't cured, shouldn't he still come back?

Logically speaking, island residents should take these customs more seriously, right?

If the elderly person passes away, there's a high probability they'll be sent back to the island for burial, right?

Conan's tone was innocent and naive, like a child simply asking a question—of course, at this moment he was just a child.

"That makes sense..." Upon hearing Conan's words, Uncle Mori stroked his chin, raised an eyebrow, and his gaze also fell on Asai Narumi, his expression becoming somewhat strange.

Before he could say anything, Conan interrupted him again, saying, "Of course, if that old man has been receiving treatment outside the island, then it's normal that we haven't heard from him for a while."

"That makes sense..." Uncle Mori stroked his chin again.

However, he quickly realized what was happening and his eyes widened in surprise.

Isn't saying this the same as not saying anything at all?

That brat Conan is wasting my time with my deductions!

Uncle Mori glared at Conan.

The latter was preoccupied with his own thoughts. Seeing that no one spoke for a while, he couldn't help but look up, only to find that everyone's attention was still on him.

Conan was stunned for a moment, then panicked and quickly laughed, "Oops, I think I said something I saw on TV again. Did I interrupt your conversation, Uncle and Aunt? I'm so sorry, please continue your conversation."

Uncle Mori snorted, "Ran, can't you keep an eye on this brat? The adults are talking, make sure he doesn't interrupt! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Uncle Mori's words made Conan shrink back and hide in Ran's arms.

He knew this older man wasn't just talking; he really meant it...

Conan felt a throbbing pain in his head.

He certainly didn't want to get a few more bumps on his head.

"Conan, stay here quietly and don't say or move around." This time, Ran didn't say anything to defend Conan, but simply gave him a brief instruction. "Look at your older brother, Changsheng, how well-behaved he is. He's quiet and doesn't bother anyone. You should learn from him, understand?"

"I...I heard it..." Conan's face fell when Ran asked him to learn from Wang Changsheng.

Learn from him?

Learn what the hell!