Chapter 335 The Murderer Appears

"Huh?"

Just as Uncle Mori carefully removed the cover from the deceased's body, trying his best to protect the corpse that had been almost completely destroyed.

Conan suddenly discovered a strange place.

He stretched out a hand and pointed to the wet shirt on the dead man's body.

"Uncle Mori, why is there a hole in this person's clothes?"

Conan seemed to be asking a question, but in reality, he was trying to attract Uncle Mori's attention.

really.

Uncle Mori placed the tattered cloth he was holding on the ground to the side.

He turned his head and looked in the direction Conan was pointing.

"Huh? There really is a hole." Uncle Mori glanced at it and couldn't help but click his tongue in disapproval. "Maybe he scratched it while doing something. Rich people like him exercise a lot."

Uncle Mori offered a near-perfect explanation for the hole: "Besides, Mr. Hideo Kawashima is so rich, it's impossible for him to wear tattered clothes on purpose."

"So, Uncle Mori, you mean this could be the work of the murderer?" Conan stared at the hole for a while, then looked up and said to Uncle Mori in an innocent tone.

"That should be right." Uncle Mori nodded.

"Dad, please stop making judgments about the corpse!"

Ran, standing next to Wang Changsheng, watched as her father and Conan squatted on the ground, looking as if they wanted to press their faces against the corpse. Her face turned a little pale, and she said with a slightly coquettish tone.

"Ran, you should be able to play the piano, right?" Uncle Mori stood up again at this moment.

I don't know if it was because I heard Xiaolan's complaints or because I thought of something, but I asked instead.

"Playing the piano? Of course! You were the one who took me to lessons, Dad. Don't you remember?" Xiaolan pursed her lips and replied somewhat helplessly.

She even won awards at school; the trophies are still at home, and her dad didn't even know that, he had to ask again...

"Then take a look at this sheet music, and try playing the piano a couple of times." Uncle Mori didn't pay attention to anything else, but pointed to the piano and then said to Ran.

"Huh? Do I want to play it now?" Xiaolan's big eyes widened slightly upon hearing this, showing a hint of resistance.

After all, this piano was said to be a cursed object by the island's inhabitants.

She had no desire to be in contact with them at all.

I don't even want to get close.

Not to mention that three lives have indeed been connected to this piano.

And there's a corpse lying on this piano not long ago.

Just thinking about Xiaolan makes me feel so happy.

However, she couldn't resist Uncle Mori's urging and prepared to go up and play a few notes while looking at the score.

"Sister Xiaolan, wait a moment." Suddenly, Wang Changsheng called out to her.

When Xiaolan turned around, Wang Changsheng pulled a pair of white gloves out of his pocket.

"Sister Xiaolan, here you go." Wang Changsheng handed the gloves to Xiaolan. "If you want to play this sheet music to see if there are any problems, it's best to wear gloves. That way, you won't destroy any evidence or feel too uncomfortable."

Xiao Lan was deeply moved when she saw the white gloves that Wang Changsheng handed her.

She nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I understand. Thank you so much, Changsheng brother."

Ran's affectionate manner towards Wang Changsheng made Conan secretly snort.

However, he didn't actually say anything.

After all, what Wang Changsheng did was indeed the right thing to do.

"But where did he get his gloves? Why does he always carry a pair of white gloves in his pocket?" Conan narrowed his eyes again.

"Could it be that this guy originally intended to do something with these gloves? Or perhaps he already did, and while he's at it, he's using Ran's hands to erase any clues that might be associated with these gloves..."

Conan, who is habitually suspicious, started to be suspicious again.

With gloves as a barrier.

Xiaolan finally felt less uncomfortable.

She carefully observed the score for a while, then gently placed her fingers on the keyboard.

The next moment, a soft, melodious piano tune filled the entire music room.

"Hmm? Sister Xiaolan, are you sure this is 'Moonlight'?"

After Ran played for a while, Conan frowned and asked a question.

"Uh, mostly yes..."

Xiaolan played very fast, and when she was halfway through, she also felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the score.

While she was playing, there was a piece of music that sounded very strange, completely different from the rest of the score, as if it had been put in from a separate score.

Xiaolan is also very knowledgeable about music, so she sensed it immediately.

"How strange, this sounds a bit different from the 'Moonlight Sonata' I heard before?" Conan pointed out his doubts to Uncle Mori at the right time, hoping to get the uncle's attention to the situation.

He felt that since it was Uncle Mori who asked Ran to play, he must have some doubts about this aspect.

Regarding the sheet music left at the scene, Conan believes it is highly likely that the murderer left it behind to convey some message to them.

It could be some kind of provocation left by the killer to the police, such as the score containing the killer's next target.

If we can decipher this music, perhaps we can stop the murderer!

Just then.

Asai Narumi arrived with a late-night snack.

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"Everyone, you've all worked hard. Come and have something to eat first," Asai Narumi said to everyone.

"Thank you, doctor." Uncle Mori and the others paused what they were doing.

Xiaolan quickly got up and moved further away from the piano.

She took off one glove, but not wanting to throw it away, she held it in her other hand.

The group then sat down on the ground and accepted the food offered by Asai Narumi.

Although they had already eaten in the evening.

But that doesn't stop them from having a late-night snack to replenish their energy.

Moreover, the food that Asai Narumi brought wasn't anything fancy.

It was just a few rice balls he made himself.

The portion wasn't too large, but all of them could finish it.

While eating, Conan was still thinking about the case.

Asai Narumi happened to be there, so he began to subtly inquire about the various situations between the current village chief and the former village chief.

However, Asai Narumi did not elaborate on this point.

He only picked and chose what he knew and could say.

Finally, Asai Narumi pointed to the window that had been broken from the inside.

"Actually, I'm not a doctor who's been stationed here for a long time, so I don't know much about these things. But speaking of which, there was something strange about when Mr. Kameyama died."

Asai Narumi slowly stood up and then went to the window.

"A strange place?" Everyone looked at him.

"That's right, I remember there was one window that was open at the time," Asai Narumi said, pointing to the window behind her. "It should be this one."

Wang Changsheng, Conan, and Uncle Mori all looked toward the window that Asai Narumi had mentioned.

Just then, a dark shadow suddenly flashed past the window.

"Who is it?!"

Uncle Mori and Conan immediately stood up and ran towards the window.

Linghuan Xinlong, who was standing next to Wang Changsheng, was startled, thinking that he had encountered something strange.

However, with Wang Changsheng by his side and seeing his calm expression, Reigen Shinryo felt somewhat at ease.

"They got away!" By the time Uncle Mori and Conan reached the window, the dark figure had already run far away, and a series of frantic stomping sounds could be heard.

It is obvious that this is a person.

Fortunately, the window leading outside, which was originally locked, was broken by someone.

Uncle Mori flipped over and leaped straight out of the window.

Conan also tried to jump out, but he was a bit short and couldn't flip over right away.

"Damn it!" Conan cursed under his breath.

At this moment, Asai Narumi leaned to the side, looking completely bewildered.

Xiao Lan, somewhat anxiously, also ran to the window and shouted, "Dad, be careful! Be safe!"

Watch their movements.

Wang Changsheng then stood up leisurely.

His magic instantly swept outwards from him in all directions.

In an instant, he used his magic to sense the dark figure that Uncle Mori was chasing.

"It's you. You've come at the right time." A faint smile appeared on Wang Changsheng's lips.

Then he began to mutter to himself.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! May all my bad luck come to me!"

Swah——

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by.

It seemed to be the sea breeze at night.

It scurried out of the window and pounced toward Uncle Mori and the dark figure.

It moved very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it burrowed into the body of the target it was looking for.

at the same time.

The music room in the community center was brightly lit.

But the outside world was as dark and gloomy as ink.

The sound of the waves crashing could be clearly heard.

On the beach near the sea, two people were running one after the other.

Suddenly, the dark figure being chased by Uncle Mori felt as if it had tripped over thin air.

He let out a gasp.

He immediately lunged forward.

"ah--!"

pia叽.

The man landed face down.

Fortunately, it was just a beach.

The sand, which has been soaked by seawater for many years, is still relatively soft, which is why the dark image didn't fall on the concrete like it had been smashed on the cheek.

At this moment, Wang Changsheng and the others gathered around the window.

Conan tried to climb out again, but Ran grabbed him and pulled him back.

Suddenly, a loud scream came from outside.

Xiao Lan immediately stuck her head out the window with some concern and shouted, "Old man! How are you? Are you alright?!"

"Hahahaha! I'm okay!"

Amid Xiaolan's somewhat worried expression, a slightly arrogant voice drifted through the sea breeze.

"I've caught this sneaky guy! Trying to run away? I bet he's the murderer! Got him? Hehehehe!"

He was speaking to Xiaolan and the others at first, but then he started to viciously condemn the person while bursting into laughter.

Upon hearing Uncle Mori's bizarre laughter, both Wang Changsheng and Conan couldn't help but twitch their lips, somewhat speechless.

When Xiaolan heard her father say this, she hesitated for a moment, but still climbed out of the window.

The others followed suit.

But when it was Wang Changsheng's turn...

Conan originally wanted to see Wang Changsheng make a fool of himself, thinking that he would probably be in the same situation as him and wouldn't be able to jump over directly.

However, Wang Changsheng held onto the windowsill with one hand and jumped out with one leg.

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This left Conan completely bewildered.

"Wait, this guy isn't much taller than me, how come he can jump so high?" Conan finally climbed onto the table with a dark face, and then climbed off the table.

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None of them went through the front door or the back door; they all climbed out through the windows.

Before we even got close to Uncle Mori, we could hear his strange laughter.

"Heh heh heh! You idiot, you actually tripped over your own foot! Can someone with that kind of mental fortitude really kill someone?"

"But I suppose so. You must have been startled by my stern shout, the shout of such a brilliant and powerful detective, right? Wahahahaha!"

"..." Wang Changsheng, Conan, and the others silently gathered around Uncle Mori.

After laughing for a while, venting his pent-up joy, Conan pointed to the figure on the ground: "Uncle Mori, quickly turn him over and see who it is."

"Alright!" Uncle Mori nodded. "I knew I'd be keeping watch here tonight, but I really didn't expect you to have the guts to come here at this hour. You despicable murderer, did you leave some evidence here? Hmph, whatever it is, don't even think about it. With me, Kogoro Mori, here, you won't succeed!"

Uncle Mori sat entirely on the man's back.

The figures on the ground are now exhaling more than inhaling.

This is also why Uncle Mori pounced on him and pressed down on him after he fell down.

"You damned murderer, who are you?" Uncle Mori reached out a hand, grabbed the man's hair, and pried his head up.

The sky was so dark that no one could see clearly for a moment.

Conan then raised his wrist, shining the light from his watch onto the person's face.

"This little thing is quite versatile," Wang Changsheng glanced at it.

"Pah, pah..."

Just then, the person whose head had been buried in the sand and who could only whimper spat out the sand from his mouth and hurriedly defended himself, saying, "I didn't kill anyone! I wasn't the murderer! I wasn't the murderer!"

"Huh?"

Upon hearing that somewhat familiar voice, Conan was momentarily stunned.

"That voice is..."

Everyone followed the light and looked at the person's face.

"Huh? How come it's you?" Uncle Mori looked at the other person, somewhat stunned.

He suspected the killer might be some vicious and ruthless individual, so although he laughed wildly, he kept his weight firmly on the other person the whole time, not giving him any chance to breathe.

Unexpectedly, the murderer turned out to be the village chief's secretary, who looked like a weakling.

Hirata Kazuaki?