Chapter 330 I think you want to get beaten up again.

"Where is Dr. Asai? Where is Dr. Asai?"

Although Uncle Mori was a little confused by a mark on the beach, he quickly came to his senses, turned around, and began searching for Asai Narumi in the crowd.

"Ah, I'm here."

A woman's voice rang out from the crowd.

Wang Changsheng, who was standing in the corner outside, looked over and saw Asai Narumi walking towards the door of the music room with slightly frightened steps.

Upon seeing him, Uncle Mori waved and asked, "Dr. Asai, how many doctors are there on this island?"

"As for doctors, I'm probably the only one on the island right now," Asai Narumi replied after thinking for a moment as she entered the piano room.

"Are you the only one here? Could you please do a quick examination of the body? I've already called the police, but we don't know if they can go out to sea tonight. We're still observing the situation, and waiting for the forensic doctor will take too long." Uncle Mori's tone was somewhat serious.

He became more serious, no longer as frivolous as before.

"Of course, no problem." Asai Narumi also nodded solemnly upon hearing Uncle Mori's request, and then walked with Uncle Mori to the side of the deceased.

As Sonomi watched the two of them, she suddenly thought of Sakura's father.

"I wonder if news of what happened here has reached them over there." Sonomi wasn't sure if anyone had left the community center yet, so she had no way of knowing what was going on with Fujitaka Kinomoto.

While she was pondering some things.

Asai Shigemi conducted a very simple autopsy on the deceased.

They said it was an autopsy.

Actually, he just took a small stick and poked and poked at the corpse.

Then he rolled his eyes and checked his breathing, and so on.

After all, there's nothing here.

He even brought his gloves to the memorial service, but unexpectedly, they came in "just right" now.

"It seems the deceased most likely drowned. I'm about 80% sure of that. Of course, we'll need to do further tests to find out the exact circumstances, and I can't possibly perform an autopsy here." Although I really wanted to.

After so many years of honing her skills, Asai Narumi's acting has reached its pinnacle.

His facial expressions, tone of voice, demeanor, and movements perfectly matched the role of a doctor who, upon the detective's request, reluctantly provides some informational assistance after encountering a sudden case.

"I understand. If it was drowning, then my guess must be correct." Uncle Mori nodded, not dwelling on it. He just wanted to confirm his guess with a doctor.

"Oh? Mr. Mori, you already have a theory? That's amazing! Could you tell me about it?" Asai Narumi seemed quite interested, raising an eyebrow and asking Uncle Mori curiously.

"It's nothing." Uncle Mori felt a little embarrassed by Asai Narumi's enthusiastic praise. He scratched the back of his head and then said, "I just deduced the killer's modus operandi."

"Since this person died from drowning, his presence here must mean that the murderer carried him here. There are traces on both the ground and the beach to prove this. But what I find strange is..."

As Uncle Mori finished speaking, his brows furrowed involuntarily again.

"Strange? What's strange?" Asai Narumi tilted her head and looked at Uncle Mori.

I don't quite understand what he meant by "strange".

Just then, Conan suddenly popped up and said, "Uncle Mori, are you trying to tell me about the situation on the beach outside?"

Upon hearing Conan's words, Uncle Mori glanced at him and then snorted, "Shut up."

Conan: "..."

He then looked at Asai Narumi and said, "What I meant was that the situation on the beach outside is a bit strange."

Conan: "..."

You're just repeating what I said.

Damn it!

"However, we'll have to go out and check it out later to find out the specifics," Uncle Mori sighed.

He then asked, "Dr. Asai, you should know this deceased person, right? What was his identity?"

The corpse lying on the piano in front of him looked somewhat familiar.

It seems they met this person at the community center sometime in the afternoon, towards evening.

However, because of Conan, they didn't stay in the community center for long before being kicked out.

Therefore, Uncle Mori couldn't determine who the deceased was and could only ask Asai Narumi.

"His identity..." Asai Narumi paused upon hearing Uncle Mori's words.

Actually, when he arrived late at night, he was quite shocked to find that Kogoro Mouri and Sonoko Daidouji had been kicked out.

He ended up asking one of his former patients and learned that Uncle Mori and his group had been kicked out without explanation because they had been messing with the piano.

This left him speechless for a while, but it also made him realize that he hadn't made a mistake in choosing the wrong person this time.

He never expected that Uncle Mori and the others would discover something was wrong with the piano as soon as they arrived.

As expected of a detective?

The piano may seem to be placed in a public place, but in reality, no one would touch it.

That's the village chief's prized possession.

Asai Narumi suppressed his smile and told Uncle Mori the identity of the man who died before his eyes: "This is Mr. Kawashima Hideo, a good friend of Aso Keiji, whom I mentioned to you before."

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"Huh? Is it the wealthy tycoon you mentioned?" Uncle Mori was taken aback.

"That's right." Asai Narumi nodded.

Just then, Sonomi slowly spoke up, "Actually, I feel like I've seen the name Kawashima Hideo somewhere before."

"Huh? Mrs. Daidouji, do you know this person?" Uncle Mori was taken aback again.

"I don't know him." Yuanmei shook her head, then, as if she remembered, she parted her red lips and said, "I think I heard this name at a charity gala a few days ago."

"A charity gala?" Uncle Mori frowned. "So, does that mean Mr. Hideo Kawashima is a philanthropist?"

"That should be true." Sonomi smiled.

Asai Narumi raised his delicate eyebrows in surprise. "I have indeed heard that Mr. Kawashima Hideo occasionally attends charity galas to raise funds for impoverished areas and poor people in need. I didn't expect you to have met him. You must be a kind philanthropist as well." Asai Narumi praised Sonomi with a smile.

"I can hardly be considered a philanthropist. I'm just doing what I can, however small. Besides, some of the galas feature paintings from the mountains and fields, as well as artwork by children, which I find quite interesting, so I often go there." Yuanmei waved her hand, not considering herself a philanthropist at all.

"You're really kind-hearted." But Asai Narumi still smiled and praised Sonomi.

She was telling the truth.

It wasn't deliberate flattery.

After all, it's about relationships between people.

They really are different.

Some people may appear to be human, but behind the scenes they are disgusting animals.

Some people may seem unassuming and low-key, but in reality, they have made truly indelible contributions.

Asai Narumi genuinely admired such a person.

"So you only met him once?" Suddenly, a childish voice came from beneath them.

Looking down, I saw that it was Conan tilting his head up and asking Sonomi a question.

Sonoko was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head: "No, we've never met. I just recognize the name. The person named Kawashima Hideo didn't attend the party in person. He just had someone else bid on an item for him. Because there were other people bidding on that item, I remember it quite well."

"Oh?" Conan frowned upon hearing this.

Logically speaking, at charity auctions, people from all walks of life basically just bid, put on a show, boost their social profile, and establish their public image.

Normally, there wouldn't be bidding against each other like at a real auction, so why would they be bidding against each other?

Conan secretly glanced at Sonomi out of the corner of his eye, trying to discern something different from the expression and demeanor on her face.

However, Yuanmei's expression remained natural throughout, suggesting that she was telling the truth.

"It's really strange. This person came with Wang Changsheng, and someone died shortly after they arrived. This person also had contact with the deceased a few days ago..."

Conan stood there pondering, "Is this really just a coincidence?"

Sonomi's explanation was perfectly normal, and he couldn't find anything wrong with it. Besides, the person named Kawashima Hideo wasn't present at the time, so who knows if it was just someone with the same name?

However, this possibility is very small. Conan is still more inclined to believe that the Kawashima Hideo from that time is the deceased in front of him.

"Why did you go to that charity gala?" Conan couldn't help but ask again.

"Huh?" Sonoko seemed to find the question a bit strange. "If I have time, I participate in some charity events from time to time. The party that day was also invited by my friend."

Suddenly, Yuanmei realized something and couldn't help but chuckle: "Little friend, you don't actually think I have any connection to this deceased person, or even this case, do you?"

Uncle Mori, standing nearby, immediately glared at him, his fist already raised: "Do you want to get beaten up again? What nonsense are you spouting here!"

Seeing Uncle Mori raise his fist, Conan panicked and scrambled to hide behind Ran.

"I... I was just asking casually! I didn't mean anything by it at all," Conan denied immediately.

"Haha~" Sonomi laughed twice.

Uncle Mori grinned at her somewhat embarrassedly: "Well, sorry, madam, the kids are really obsessed with those detective games. They have to say something about everything they see."

"It's okay, they're just kids, they're very cute." Sonoko waved her hand dismissively.

Ran also felt that Conan's question was extremely impolite.

She pulled Conan out from behind her.

"Conan-kun, apologize to Aunt Daidouji right now! Otherwise, I won't protect you!"

"Ah..." Conan had no way to resist Ran's strength and was pushed directly in front of everyone.

Looking at Yuanmei, he scratched his head awkwardly.

He knew, in fact, that it was probably just a coincidence.

I just couldn't resist asking that question because of my professional habit.

He gave an awkward smile and apologized to Yuanmei, "I'm sorry, Aunt Yuanmei."

"It's nothing. You're such a quick-witted kid. You might really become a great detective when you grow up." Sonoko wasn't angry at all. Instead, she praised Conan.

Conan listened to this and couldn't help but chuckle.

Needless to say, I'm already a very skilled detective now.

If it weren't for my status, all the cases I solved before would have been reported in the newspapers as my case, not this simple-minded old man!

Conan glanced at Uncle Mori out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing that the group had somehow veered off from discussing the deceased's identity and into mutual flattery and apologies, leaving the deceased out in the cold, Asai Narumi stood there dumbfounded.

Hmm, isn't this topic taking a bit strange?

He timidly reminded him, "Um, there's another deceased person here."

Even though this dead guy isn't important, it doesn't matter if he's dried into a mummy.

However, if they steer the conversation too far off-topic and waste too much time, it will also cause problems for my subsequent plans.

"Oh, right, there's another victim here." Uncle Mori seemed to have just come to his senses, and he frowned again. "Speaking of which, this victim was held down in the water and drowned. The murderer's methods were so cruel. What grudge did the killer have against the victim that made him do such a thing?"

Asai Narumi didn't respond. Now that the topic had been brought back, she fell silent and stood quietly to the side.

"Oh, Dad, you guys keep going, I'll go out and take care of the children first." When Xiaolan saw that the group had started talking about the corpse again, she couldn't help but glance at the corpse that seemed to be constantly emitting cold air not far from her.

She quickly spoke to the adults, and then prepared to drag Conan out as well.

As it turned out, this thing was as slippery as an eel.

As soon as she said she was leaving, Conan had already quietly taken several steps to the side and run to the body.

"Conan, let's go, let's go out." Ran wanted to tell him to leave.

However, it was as if this thing had suddenly lost its hearing.

He then began his act of feigning ignorance, staring intently at the corpse.

"...Conan!"

That brat!

Xiaolan was a little angry.

She was about to say something when suddenly, a somewhat frightened argument came from the front door.

"This must be a curse!"