Chapter 346 Reasoning Without Evidence =P

"I just heard a police officer say that this guy named Ken Nishimoto seems to have gone crazy from fright and is still talking nonsense. Did you know that?"

Conan took a deep breath and tried his best to become a cold-blooded expressionless person so that he could barely maintain a calm conversation with Wang Changsheng without cursing at him.

However, every time he tried to restrain himself, Wang Changsheng managed to almost break his guard with a single sentence.

"So what if he's crazy? It's not like I'm the one who's gone mad." Wang Changsheng shrugged. "Why are you asking this? Do you want to go crazy too?"

Conan: "..."

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"...In short, the murderer of Kawashima Hideo is definitely not the village chief's secretary! Even Kuroiwa Tatsuji's death was the work of that murderer!"

Conan's words were so certain that Wang Changsheng couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

What makes you so sure?

"Hmph! Isn't this something that's easy to understand? Didn't you notice any similarities between the two people when they were killed?" Conan tilted his head back and stared straight at him.

"Similarities?" Wang Changsheng stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Could it be...?"

Seeing his hesitant expression, Conan's eyes lit up: "Could it be something?"

"Could it be that they're both dead?"

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"I'm really fed up with you. Can't you speak properly? They're both dead... Why don't you say you're dead too? Why didn't the killer stab you to death?" Conan said sarcastically and viciously.

Wang Changsheng looked at him innocently and spread his hands: "I don't like playing detective games like you. I didn't even go up there. I didn't see the crime scene, nor did I see the crime scene at the community center. I don't know anything. How can I possibly point out any similarities? Aren't you just making things difficult for me?"

After he finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"And what you said was so harsh! What an ugly face! How come I never realized before that Conan was such an evil child?"

"You...you...(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻"

Conan's little hand trembled as he pointed at Wang Changsheng, looking like he had Parkinson's disease.

If there had been a table nearby, he would have loved to flip it over.

"Since I asked you, it's obviously not that related to the crime scene!" Conan wanted to shout and launch into a passionate outburst.

However, the thought of the consequences he might face after his outburst—receiving a double beating from Wang Changsheng and Uncle Maoli—was unbearable.

Conan swallowed his anger again, lowering his voice to mutter something under his breath.

"Didn't you notice that a piano piece was playing when both of them died?"

Conan didn't know if Wang Changsheng was pretending or if he really hadn't thought of that, but since Wang Changsheng wasn't responding, he had no choice but to be direct.

"When Hideo Kawashima died, that piece of music was the first movement of 'Moonlight Sonata'."

"When Kuroiwa Tatsuji died, the piece of music was the second movement of 'Moonlight Sonata'."

"Isn't it similar enough? Do you really need to go to the scene to confirm it? You could hear it with your ears that only know how to breathe, right?"

Conan's smirk practically reached for the moon.

Wang Changsheng: "Musical movement? I'm not quite sure. Why don't you think it's a ghost killing people? The lights were flickering randomly just now, don't you find that strange?"

What's so weird about it?!

Conan pinched himself.

"Stop spouting nonsense. I don't believe you didn't notice that the sheet music the real culprit left at the scene definitely contained something!"

"I think if we can break down the incongruous parts of that score, we might be able to get a very crucial clue!" Conan said confidently, stroking his chin.

But then he frowned again: "But what do those symbols in the score represent? Those sharps and flats..."

Just as he was about to press Wang Changsheng for more information, Xiao Lan walked over and happened to overhear his mutterings.

"You mean the black keyboard, right?" Xiaolan blinked.

"Huh?!" Suddenly, Conan's eyes widened slightly. "A black keyboard?"

His expression changed slightly, and he lowered his head, seemingly deep in thought.

"Hehe, I see."

He then burst out laughing.

Wang Changsheng watched from the side, completely baffled.

He strongly suspected that the plot was pushing Conan to find the truth, otherwise why would Ran suddenly and inexplicably run over when Conan was having a good chat with him?

He also happened to overhear Conan's muttered words, which he hadn't quite caught, and provided an answer to them.

"Conan, what's on your mind?" Ran asked.

Wang Changsheng felt that she was pushing the plot forward, just like Tomoyo.

"Yes, I've figured out what kind of code is hidden in that discrepancy in the score." Conan nodded, his expression gradually becoming more confident.

Since Wang Changsheng had never seen the score and had no knowledge of such things, he really didn't know what Conan had guessed.

Moreover, Wang Changsheng really had no recollection of this part of the plot.

He only remembered that after Asai Narumi took his revenge, he suddenly set himself on fire and committed suicide.

I really can't remember the details.

Therefore, to prevent Conan from obtaining any crucial evidence, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "You guessed it already? Tell me about it?"

Conan thought Wang Changsheng was provoking him, so he glared at him with a wicked smile.

ツ~

However, Wang Changsheng didn't give him a chance to show off, slapping Conan on the head: "Why are you laughing so ugly? You scared me. Speak up!"

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Conan was a little angry after being slapped by Wang Changsheng, but he held back and then voiced his speculation.

"Sister Xiaolan just gave me an idea. If those symbols are a black keyboard, then all I need to do is fill in all the English letters in order, piece them together, and compare them with the sheet music I see to get a sentence."

Conan kept writing in his notebook.

"What did you say?"

"Got it? You're next!"

"Uh..." Wang Changsheng scratched his head.

How was this derived?

Why is he having trouble understanding?

I glanced at Conan's notebook and found it was covered in scribbles.

He looked away again.

Wang Changsheng pursed his lips, pretending to understand, and then asked, "And this time? From what you're saying, you must have found sheet music at the scene as well, right? What did it say?"

"This time it means—sin and resentment are wiped away at this moment."

Wang Changsheng didn't understand how the conclusion was reached, but Ran, looking at the contents of Conan's notebook, seemed to understand: "It seems that's really the case!"

"Is that so?" Wang Changsheng's lips twitched, then he said "Pretty impressive" before turning back to Sakura and Tomoyo's side.

Watching his retreating figure, even though he wasn't the culprit, Conan felt a strange sense of victory.

"Did this guy even think of that? Hmph, even if he did, what's the use of not telling me? I figured it out myself!" Conan said proudly.

"You're awesome! Let's go tell Dad and Inspector Megure about this." Ran thought for a moment, then pulled Conan along, wanting to talk to her dad about it.

But then Uncle Mori and Inspector Megure walked over.

"dad!"

Ran quickly pulled Conan closer.

She repeated Conan's words to the others.

Conan held up his notebook so they could see it more clearly.

"Is that so?"

After hearing Ran's words, Uncle Mori immediately snatched the notebook from Conan's hand.

After studying it carefully, his gaze fell on Inspector Megure, he nodded, and then handed over Conan's notebook.

Inspector Megure glanced at it twice, then took out the sheet music he had found and preserved at the scene to compare it. He quickly realized what Conan had guessed.

"I never expected that something so many adults wouldn't even think of, would come to your attention as a child."

The veteran police officer who had been assisting the detectives with the investigation and answering questions about the island's residents nodded in agreement: "This kid did a really good job yesterday."

"Indeed." Asai Narumi nodded seriously, indicating his agreement.

"Ah, right." The old policeman suddenly remembered something and quickly told Inspector Megure, "After Aso Keiji, who is related to these two deceased, had his accident, I remember that during the crime scene investigation, a colleague also found a sheet music in his safe, but no one thought much of it at the time..."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this news, Inspector Megure and Conan's eyes lit up.

Uncle Mori gave the old police officer a disgruntled look, then said, "Why didn't you tell us such important news?"

The old policeman opened his mouth, about to explain, but was impatiently interrupted by Uncle Mori: "Alright, alright, the key thing now is, where is that sheet music? You didn't lose it, did you?"

With so much time having passed, it's uncertain whether the items from that time have been preserved.

"It's not lost, it's not lost. The sheet music, as Mr. Keiji Aso's keepsake, is kept in the community center's warehouse. However, the key to the community center's warehouse is still at the police station on the island."

Uncle Mori and Inspector Megure exchanged a glance, both seeing the same thought in each other's eyes.

In both cases, sheet music was left behind by the perpetrator at the crime scene, and it was later confirmed that the music contained messages that the perpetrator had deliberately passed on to the police.

The person who entrusted Uncle Mori and Sonomi to this island was the long-deceased Keiji Aso.

Now the sheet music is involved with Keiji Aso again...

It is easy for anyone to imagine that these two murder cases seem to have some hidden but undeniable connection with Keiji Aso, who died twelve years ago!

Once the secrets within are uncovered, they will surely understand the final truth!

"By the way, Mori, do you remember that Ken Nishimoto we went to see earlier...?" Inspector Megure turned to look at Uncle Mori.

The latter narrowed his eyes and nodded: "Mm."

After leaving the crime scene, they first went to check on Ken Nishimoto, who had fallen down the stairs in fright.

This guy had a head injury, but he refused even the police's request to bandage him up. Instead, he covered his head and yelled as loudly as he could.

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And what he kept repeating was... that Keiji Aso was going to come and kill them all.

Uncle Mori and Inspector Megure both felt something was strange, and their instincts told them something was wrong.

However, Ken Nishimoto seemed to have been greatly disturbed. No matter what they asked, he acted erratically and refused to answer their questions.

"Then I'll leave it to you. Please go and get the sheet music as soon as possible." Inspector Megure wasn't as irritable as Uncle Mori; he was still quite gentle and told the old policeman to go and return quickly.

"Yes, sir!" the old policeman replied immediately.

He dared not delay in this matter and hurriedly walked towards the door, preparing to go back to the police station.

"Me too! It's not safe for the police officer to go alone, I'll go with him!"

Conan also thought that there might be more important clues in the score from twelve years ago, and he was eager to know what was recorded in that score as soon as possible.

So he volunteered to catch up with the old policeman.

Xiaolan called him several times from behind, but he couldn't be called back.

"Another sheet music?" Wang Changsheng frowned as he watched the group talk for a while from a distance, and Conan hurriedly left with the old policeman.

To be honest, he doesn't remember much about sheet music.

I originally thought there were only these two sheet music scores, but I never expected that there was another one in Keiji Aso's safe back then.

"Could it be that Narumi left these two copies using the same method after seeing that original score? If Conan finds the score from back then, he might immediately realize the truth?"

Based on his memories, Wang Changsheng roughly deduced the result.

"But realizing it probably won't do any good, right? I've destroyed all the clues." Wang Changsheng touched his chin with his right hand and tapped his lips with his index finger.

He carefully examined all the traces left by Chengshi.

The first thing is the footprints he left when he killed Hideo Kawashima.

Now it has become a handprint.

It became a thorn that the detectives and Conan could never get rid of.

And then came this time.

After Asai Narumi left, Wang Changsheng went to the toilet and, while collecting Kuroiwa Tatsuji's soul, also cleaned up the scene after Asai Narumi committed the murder.

Otherwise, given Narumi's methods, Kuroiwa Tatsuji wouldn't have bled so much.

Furthermore, the fight between the two unidentified monsters made the broadcasting room even more chaotic.

Even the stools inside were removed.

There are naturally no traces left by Asai Narumi.

So what if Asai Narumi was behind both cases?

Police need evidence to investigate cases.

Even if Conan deduces all of Asai Narumi's actions one by one without evidence, so what?

He simply couldn't find enough evidence to prove Asai Narumi's guilt.

Without evidence, it's all just conjecture.

"There shouldn't be anything left behind, right?" Wang Changsheng thought for a moment, then calmly released his magic power.