Yuan Huaiyu stood up from the piano, walked quickly to Yuantai, raised his hand and slashed his head.
"lay down!"
It had been a long time since Yuantai had seen his teacher Yuan look so angry. He was almost frightened out of his wits. He remained motionless and allowed Yuan Huaiyu to snatch the water cup and lid from his hands.
"Do you know where you went wrong? Apologize to Miss Qiuting!"
Genta stood up with his hands on the floor. His movements seemed a little weak, and he was obviously frightened.
He lowered his head and walked to Qiuting Lianzi: "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have taken your things privately..."
Seeing that his face was pale and his whole body was covered in sweat, even though Qiuting Lianzi was a little angry just now, he softened at this time.
Yuan Huaiyu's voice came again: "Here, take it and pour out the tea in the lid, then clean it and return it to Miss Qiuting...wait."
Conan saw Yuan Huaiyu's expression change and subconsciously stepped forward. Then he saw Yuan Huaiyu pick up the lid of the tea cup and sniff it, and his expression became more and more solemn.
"Teacher Yuan, what's wrong?"
For Yuan Huaiyu to show such an expression, Conan knew that he must have discovered something unexpected.
"Exciting drugs. This cup of tea has been tampered with." Yuan Huaiyu put down the water glass in his hand and briefly stated his findings.
"What?"
There was an uproar in the classroom.
Yuan Huaiyu handed the water cup in his hand to Conan: "It should be for the throat. After drinking the tea in this cup, you will lose your voice. I just smelled it and felt some discomfort in my throat."
"How is this possible..." Qiuting Lianzi took a step back in disbelief.
Conan took the water glass, dipped a little with his finger, put it in his mouth, and immediately started coughing.
"Cough, cough... Teacher Yuan is right." Conan just drank a little bit of tea and already felt the sting in his throat. And if Qiuting Reiko himself took a big sip without any precautions, you can imagine what would happen.
How damaging it would be to her throat.
For a female singer, the consequences of losing her voice are self-evident, and may even leave sequelae.
"Miss Qiuting, when was the last time you drank that bottle of tea?"
Conan rubbed his throat again, and after the discomfort subsided, he stared into Qiuting Reiko's eyes and asked.
Qiuting Lianzi was stunned for a moment, and then began to recall: "Well... it should be before noon."
"Where is the location?" Yuanhuaiyu stood up.
"At Domoto Conservatory of Music, I borrowed a classroom to practice singing. Before I left, I went to the bathroom, and this bottle was placed in the classroom with other things."
"That should be around that time." Conan frowned, "There are still three days until the performance at Domoto Concert Hall. If Miss Qiuting drinks it, I'm afraid she won't be able to participate in the performance."
"I'll go to the Metropolitan Police Department and ask them to test what was added to the bottle."
Yuan Huaiyu said, taking the bottle from Conan's hand, covering it, and going out. Before leaving the classroom door, he turned around as if he had remembered something, and said to Mao Lilan:
"Xiaolan, please send all the children home when the time comes, and also send one to Miss Qiuting."
"Ah, ah, okay..." Xiaolan nodded in agreement.
Conan and Haiyuan Ai frowned at the same time, hearing the overtones of Yuan Huaiyu——
Since someone wants to harm Reiko Akiba and prevent her from participating in the performance at the Domoto Concert Hall, if it doesn't happen this time, there may be dangers in the future.
"I'll go too! It just so happens that I want to ask Miss Qiuting for some singing advice..." Conan said loudly.
Yuan Huaiyu seemed to be choked, and turned back expressionlessly: "Then I think Conan, you should not continue torturing Miss Qiuting's ears..."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The whole room burst into laughter. The fear in the hearts of the children who had been frightened by what had just happened also dissipated with the laughter.
Only Conan lowered his head and muttered, "What can I do if I am tone deaf?" "I also want to sing well." He fell into autistic isolation.
…
That night, when Yuan Huaiyu returned home, Hui Yuan Ai had already finished taking a bath and was leaning on a chair reading a book. Her hair was still wet and sticky.
Seeing him coming back, Haiyuan Ai yawned: "Why are you coming back so late? Did the Metropolitan Police find out anything?"
Yuan Huaiyu hung his coat on the hanger and stretched: "The results haven't come out yet, but a new case has occurred. I went to see the scene with the Mumu Police Department and the others."
"Huh?" Hui Yuan Ai raised his head with doubts in his eyes.
"There was an explosion in a bar. Propane gas leaked out, filled the room, and was detonated by the deceased's match. The gas detector was damaged, and the deceased blew himself up without any precautions."
"So, it's murder?"
"Yes. The deceased is the owner of that bar. His name is Shida Satoshi. He is a violinist and a graduate of the first class of Domoto Academy."
"Domoto Academy? I remember the previous explosion, and the deceased was also..."
"Yes, that's right, they are all the first graduates of Domoto Academy. Tsk...The God of Death is coming?"
Yuan Huaiyu shrugged, remembering the series of movies where the god of death demanded his life. But there is no doubt that this series of events was not caused by supernatural forces, but someone deliberately murdered.
He went to the sofa: "This time I found the tailpipe of the flute at the scene, which was a message left by the prisoner. There are three parts to the flute, only the headpipe is missing. The suspect should be planning to kill another person, but I don't know which one.
Unlucky guy."
"Why do you feel like you don't care at all?"
"Fortunately, the prisoner didn't leave any clues, and there's no way to trace him. It's just that the pressure on the police department is a bit high."
Yuan Huaiyu lay down for a while, then got up from the sofa and prepared to take a shower: "By the way, there shouldn't be any accidents when you send Qiuting Lianzi back today, right?"
"No. Do you think she may be in danger?"
"If it weren't for Yuantai, she would have been in danger today. However, the method used against Qiu Ting Reiko was mild compared to the two bombings and murders. It should just be that she was not able to attend the concert in three days.
"
"...Could there be a connection between these two things?"
"Oh, it doesn't appear to be the case on the surface, but in fact I feel that there should be an internal connection, otherwise there would be no such coincidence... And the connection between these two things is Domoto Conservatory of Music."
Yuan Huaiyu didn't say much, turned around and entered the bathroom, where the sound of water could be heard.
Hui Yuan Ai was stunned after hearing his words.
"Indeed, the graduates of Domoto Conservatory of Music were killed, and Miss Qiuting, who was practicing at Domoto Conservatory of Music, was drugged... Forget it, don't think about it anymore, just let him worry about it."