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Chapter 521 The cursed piano in the public hall

"Resolutely resist the Black Rock Village Chief!"

"Give us back the farmland! Firmly resist the evil deeds of Black Rock Village Chief!"

After enjoying a late lunch at a nearby family restaurant, Fujiwara Yu and his party arrived at the public hall. As soon as they arrived, they saw a man wearing a sleeveless T-shirt shouting boycott slogans without relying on a loudspeaker.

The local people of Yueying Island also cooperated by holding homemade signboards and banners.

Mouri Kogoro stopped and squinted his eyes, staring at the content on the sign, and murmured:

"Stop polluting the fisheries in Yueyingdao Village, and prohibit the return of polluted fisheries to farmland... Tsk, it seems that the current village chief has a very bad reputation. No wonder Dr. Asai said that the man named Kawashima will win this village chief election."

"Maybe he doesn't have time to see us outside, right?" Fujiwara Yu put his hands in his pockets, silently took in the scene, and replied aloud.

"Well, forget it, let's go in and sit for a while. We can't just stand here stupidly."

Going up the steps of the public hall, I came to the closed door and knocked. The sound of hurried footsteps soon came from inside. Maybe I didn't open the door in time because I was worried that the villagers standing outside were resisting the village chief.

The door was slowly opened. Standing inside was a squinting man in a suit. He pushed up his square glasses and looked at the unfamiliar faces in front of him. His eyes briefly stayed on the purple-haired young man for two seconds.

, then he asked:

"Well, what can I do for you?"

"I'm a detective from Tokyo. I have something to ask Kuroiwa Village Chief. Is he free now?" Mouri Kogoro took a step forward. He deliberately did not say Aso Keiji's name, fearing that the other party would be disturbed if he did.

I don't see myself anymore.

Detective from Tokyo?

Although he was a little confused with his eyes narrowed, he still nodded and pointed to the seat next to him and said:

"Then please take some rest here, and I'll make the announcement."

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you."

They watched the narrowed eyes leave, but what they didn't expect was that the narrowed eyes would never come back. Mouri Kogoro, who was impatient after waiting for dozens of minutes, took out his mobile phone to check the time, and glanced at the end of the corridor in confusion.

, said somewhat speechlessly:

"What are the villagers of Yueying Island doing this? Do the staff at the public center have no sense of time? Even if you don't see us, you can at least come out and inform us. How long are we going to have to wait?"

"They should be busy preparing for the ritual, right? Dad, let's wait patiently for a while. It's only 16 o'clock anyway, and we just had lunch not long ago. It's not too late to leave after half an hour." The considerate Mao Lilan responded.

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Fujiwara Yu took out his mobile phone to check the messages on LINE. After making sure that there were no unread messages, he walked casually in the corridor. Listening to the footsteps behind him, he knew that Kudo was following him without having to guess.

He reached out and pushed open the unlocked room, and found that there was only a piano in the large space. When he got close to the piano, he noticed that there was thick dust accumulated on it, but the floor of this room was very clean.

clean.

The piano in the public hall...could it be that Keiji Aso played it during his lifetime, so no one wants to touch it?

Mouri Kogoro, who followed him in, said with emotion, "There's a lot of space," and then walked to the window. He found that the back door was connected to the beach. It was quite pleasant to play the piano here while enjoying the sea breeze.

Mao Lilan looked down at the piano in front of her and said curiously:

"This piano looks like it hasn't been maintained for a long time. I don't know if it can still be played."

Before he stretched out his hand, a squinting voice sounded at the door, and he stopped him loudly with a look of horror:

"No! You are not allowed to touch that piano. It was the piano that Mr. Aso played during his concert here on the day he died. That piano has long been cursed!"

"Curse? There is no curse in this world." Materialist Fujiwara Yudansada said that the truly terrifying thing in this world is the human heart, not non-existent curses and ghosts.

Squinting his eyes and seeing the disbelieving expressions on their faces, he quickly explained:

"There is really a curse. In addition to Mr. Aso, the same thing happened to the previous village chief!"

"You mean Mr. Isamu Kameyama?"

Narrowing his eyes and nodding, he lowered his head and recalled the past that frightened him:

"Yes, it was a full moon night two years ago. I happened to pass by this area that day. Logically speaking, there should be no one in the public hall at that time, but suddenly there was the sound of a piano, so I shouted "

Who's in there?" Unexpectedly, the sound of the piano stopped suddenly. When I walked inside, I saw Mr. Kameyama collapsed on the keys, completely dead.

【In view of the general environment,

The cause of death was a heart attack, and the chilling thing is... the piano music he was playing before his death was the "Moonlight Sonata" that Mr. Aso played continuously in the fire! From then on, the piano slowly

It was called the "cursed piano" and the villagers didn't even dare to touch it."

Mao Lilan, who was originally afraid of monsters and ghosts, turned pale. She subconsciously grabbed her father's elbow, trying to find a sense of security.

But she never thought that the materialists here were out of bounds - Fujiwara Yu put on dust-free gloves to prevent his fingers from being stained with two-year-old dust. After he opened the piano cover, Conan, who was kneeling on the piano bench, showed off.

With my own piano skills, I played the "Bayer No. 8 Etude" that I was very familiar with.

The cheerful sound of the piano sent chills down Mao Lilan's spine. She was like a cat with fried fur. She was so frightened that she hid behind her father. When she carefully poked her head out, she discovered that the culprit who frightened her was Conan.

The instigator, Edogawa Conan, was playing the piano with a calm expression on his face. He looked up at Nian Nian and said calmly:

"There's nothing strange about this piano at all."

"There's nothing wrong with it except that it's dirty." Yu Fujiwara, who was also staring at the piano with a blank expression, added helpfully.

Narrow eyes never expected that there was someone here who was not afraid of the curse of the piano. He quickly stopped the bespectacled child from continuing to play the piano, drove them out the door, and said with a serious face:

"Anyway, please wait outside until the ceremony is over!"

"Oh? Why are you here?"

As soon as she narrowed her eyes and finished speaking, Asai Naomi, who had changed into a long black dress, walked forward with a smile. She looked at Mao Lilan with a smile and asked aloud:

"Have you met the chief of Black Rock Village?"

"Not yet. Are you here to participate in the ritual?"

"Yes, because after I came to this island, the body I examined for the first time was Mr. Kameyama's, so I wanted to come over and offer him a stick of incense." Asai Narumi looked a little lonely when she said this, but soon she

Bracing himself, he pointed to the tall man aside and introduced: "I forgot to introduce you. This is Mr. Shimizu, one of the candidates for the village chief."

Masato Shimizu lives up to his name. He has no airs of superiors at all and has a warm smile:

"Hello everyone, I am Masato Shimizu, please give me your advice."

"Then we won't disturb you from attending the ceremony."

Mouri Kogoro nodded politely to Masato Shimizu, and then led everyone outside the public hall. His mood at this time was a bit complicated. He really didn't expect that he had been on the island for so long and still didn't know who the entrustment letter was.

Sent to myself.

He took out his cell phone and took a look at it in confusion. It was only a few minutes before the sun set. It seemed that he had to spend the night here tonight. He wondered if the TV in the hotel could watch Miss Yoko's concert live.

Oh, what a bad luck.


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