Does this have anything to do with the prisoner's plan?
Conan was keenly aware that Yuanhuaiyu specifically proposed that the riverside music had an absolute sense of sound, which was by no means aimless, but had some clear directionality.
At this time, Conan's ability to associate was activated, and the next second he thought of another person he knew who had an absolute sense of music.
Autumn Court pities the child.
Hebian Zuozi was seriously injured in the explosion, and Miss Qiuting was attacked again and again...
Could it be that the reason why Miss Qiuting was attacked was because of her absolute musicality?
Why would the criminal target someone with an absolute sense of pitch? What is his purpose? What is the connection between the two?
A ray of inspiration vaguely appeared in Conan's mind, but it quickly dissipated and became elusive.
Seeing Yuan Huaiyu lying on the armchair without saying anything more, Conan could only choose to leave with his own doubts.
After Conan left, Hui Yuan Ai raised his head and looked at Yuan Huaiyu: "Is it okay?"
"It's okay. This little reminder is enough for him."
Yuan Huaiyu's voice was thin, sounding like he was about to fall asleep.
"I hope I can enjoy a concert tomorrow..."
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The next morning, Domoto Concert Hall.
Because there will be a concert in the evening, the concert hall is already quite busy early in the morning.
Conan was walking with Uncle Maori Sonoko and Xiaolan in the Domoto Concert Hall, and Sonoko was talking excitedly to Xiaolan.
"This morning's preview, the music played is the same as the formal concert in the evening, and you can choose your own seats. It's really great!"
Several people entered the main venue of the concert hall, randomly selected a few seats and sat down, and Sonoko's little mouth started talking again.
"When the official concert comes, our seats will be up there."
The garden points to the sky above. There is a protruding terrace there, which is the seat specially prepared for VIPs in the concert hall.
"I asked my dad to get these seats. In addition to a few of us, I invited Dr. A Li and the children. I originally planned to invite Teacher Yuan to join us, but Teacher Yuan said he had already bought the tickets."
Yuanzi sighed, but soon put on her aunt's smile and looked at Xiaolan.
"The last seat is reserved for Shinichi. I've already asked someone to leave the ticket at the front desk. He just needs to go and get it."
Yuanzi raised her eyebrows. She knew that her best friend seemed to be having some trouble with her sweetheart recently, and she planned to take advantage of this opportunity to provide the two with an opportunity to reconcile.
"You give him a call quickly, otherwise the seat will be wasted!"
Xiaolan was urged by Yuanzi, so she had no choice but to pick up her phone and leave the court with a slight blush. After a while, she walked back to her seat with a tangled look on her face.
"I didn't want to call him, so I sent him a text message."
Seeing this, Yuanzi no longer pressed: "That's it. I really hope he can come this time."
"Whether he comes or not, I don't care..." Xiaolan tilted her head and said, "I just don't want the seat to be wasted."
The smile on Sonoko's face became even thicker, and he was about to continue to say a few words, when he heard Domoto's rich voice coming from the front.
"Okay, don't wait for him, let's get started."
After saying that, he straightened his collar and walked to the front seat where the organ was played.
"What happened?"
Sonoko blinked, and happened to see Kazuto and Domoto Genya walking through the aisle beside him one after another, and heard Uncle Mouri sitting aside asking questions.
"What happened?"
"Ah..." Puhe Takumi stopped and looked at Kogoro Mori, "Mr. Mori, Mr. Murat is missing."
Murat, Domoto's organ tuner. During the important rehearsal, he disappeared? Everyone present was a little surprised.
Pu Hejiang's face was tense: "He obviously promised to participate in this rehearsal, and then made detailed adjustments to the organ. It's really nerve-wracking..."
"No one answered the phone, and the hotel staff also said that he didn't go back last night." Domoto Motomoto also looked worried.
"Good thing there should only be some fine-tuning left."
Pu Hejiang adjusted his glasses: "Even if Mr. Murat is not here, it should be no big deal."
Sonoko's eyes suddenly widened: "Wait a minute, Mr. Murat has lost contact since last night. Isn't he missing? Have you notified the police?"
From Yuanzi's perspective, it is a bit outrageous that a living person disappeared like this, but other people related to him didn't seem to take it too seriously.
Domoto also shook his head: "No. I don't want the police to come over and ask a bunch of questions, which will ultimately delay the concert. Now I just want everyone to concentrate on preparing for the concert."
As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the infield suddenly dimmed, and all the main lighting was concentrated on the stage at the front.
Yamane Shione held the violin, Domoto waved his fingers and pressed the keys. After a prelude, Akita Reiko's clear and penetrating soprano sounded.
The rehearsal has begun.
The few people who participated in the preview were wandering in the beautiful and vague ocean, and were shocked by the feast brought by this music. For a moment, they forgot to continue asking about Mr. Murat.
The rehearsal continued. At a certain moment, Conan, who was listening carefully with his eyes closed, was suddenly startled. Then he suddenly opened his eyes, and the information he got from Yuan Huaiyu last night echoed in his mind.
Could it be because of this reason...
A ridiculous idea emerged in his mind, but it became more and more reasonable as the various pieces of information were collected and pieced together.
So much so that now he has no intention of continuing to enjoy music, and is listening carefully to every note, trying to verify the authenticity of the discovery he just made.
The serious injury of Miss Souko by the river, the attack on Miss Reiko Akito, the disappearance of Mr. Murat...
The more he listened, the more convinced he was that his guess was correct, but the core question was still puzzling, as if shrouded in fog.
What on earth is that person doing all this for?
All the puzzle pieces have been put together in Conan's mind, but the most critical piece is missing.
However, perhaps due to the influence of Yuan Huaiyu, he is no longer the guy who insists on completing the entire reasoning before taking action.
No matter what the prisoner's goal is, as long as he can control that person before the concert, his conspiracy can be nipped in the bud!
When Conan made up his mind, the preview had come to an end, and several performers and singers took their final bow on the stage.
Without hesitation, he turned around and ran out of the concert hall, dialing Officer Takagi's number.
Conan knew that he was just a child, and the police might be suspicious if he told the truth. At this time, he needed to pull out a big flag called "Yuanhuaiyu"...
"Hello? Are you Officer Takagi? Mr. Yuan asked me to convey something to you..."