Chapter 523 The island is not big, but there are a lot of shit
Edogawa Conan nodded when he heard this, and he said:
"The murderer's method of committing the crime was not difficult. There was no sound for a few minutes at the beginning of the tape. The murderer probably took advantage of this time lag to commit the crime, and only those who participated in the ritual could commit the crime."
"Well, the back door and windows are locked and there are no signs of prying, and we are squatting at the door. It is impossible for the murderer to leave the public hall." Fujiwara Yu agreed with Kudo's idea. This is indeed the highest possibility at this stage.
It's just that he has more thoughts. He always feels that Asai Narumi is not simple. Just like she took the initiative to reveal the autopsy in front of them, and also took the initiative to help with the autopsy after the incident...especially the seawater stained on the cuffs, like
It was contaminated on purpose so that I couldn't tell whether it was during the operation or during the autopsy.
As a famous detective, Mouri Kogoro also wanted to use his abilities in front of these people. He took the initiative to step forward and asked Kuroiwa Tatsuji who finally met him:
"Chief of Kuroiwa Village, can I ask when this piano was placed here?"
"This piano was donated to Tsukikage Island by Mr. Keiji Aso fifteen years ago. He hoped that more islanders who love music and piano would be born on the island. Oh, and by the way, there is Mr. Aso's exclusive signature on the piano cover.
He specially asked the craftsmen to help carve it in." He narrowed his eyes and pushed up his glasses and explained actively.
He did not forget to introduce himself at the end, telling Kogoro Mori and others that he was Kazuaki Hirata, secretary to the village chief.
"Did Mr. Aso donate it?" Mouri Kogoro didn't expect that this matter would involve Keiji Aso, who had been dead for many years. He walked to the piano and put down the piano cover that had been lifted. Before he could read the signature on it, he found that there was something hidden inside.
Holding a sheet of music, he picked it up doubtfully, looked at Sosuke Takaji and asked: "Officer Takaji, when we came here during the day, we shouldn't have had this sheet of music, right?"
"Indeed, it wasn't. The murderer should have put it there." Fujiwara Yuu didn't pay attention to the content of the music score, because he knew that the music score was related to "Moonlight Sonata" without even looking at it, so he turned to look at the surrounding islanders, and sure enough he found their
After hearing this sentence, his face gradually turned pale, even mixed with a hint of panic.
What kind of secret is hidden behind this score? Why do they show such expressions? They can't really be superstitious enough to believe that there is some boring curse in this world.
Who had the most exaggerated reaction here was the thin man with a sea urchin-like hairstyle. He staggered back two steps, then screamed and rushed out of the door in front of everyone, as if there was a man-eating monster here that scared him.
My facial features were all in disarray.
Mouri Kogoro looked at the thin man running away speechlessly, turned his head and asked:
"Hey, who was that guy who ran out just now?"
"He is Mr. Takeru Nishimoto. He used to be quite powerful on the island, but after the death of the previous village chief two years ago, he liked to shut himself in the house and rarely went out. This time, if it were not for the memorial ceremony of the death anniversary of the former village chief, he would
I'm afraid he won't show up either." Hirata Kazaki explained.
The death of Kameyama Isamu caused Nishimoto Ken to rarely go out and go crazy when he saw the music score of "Moonlight Sonata"? Fujiwara Yu lowered his head and looked at Edogawa Conan. It seems that the death of the former village chief is also a key. Is his death a key factor?
Is it related to Keiji Aso, who died twelve years ago?
Fujiwara Yu rubbed his hair with a headache. There were originally a lot of things that he had to figure out, but now one more thing suddenly appeared. This island is not big, but there are a lot of things.
"Dad! I brought, I brought the police!"
Mao Lilan, who had disappeared for a long time, stood panting at the door. Next to her stood a police officer who was sweating profusely with her knees supported in the same posture. This old police officer looked like he was about to retire...
Well, that's fine, this is a small island with almost no foreign tourists, so it would be nice to have police.
The silver-haired old policeman looked around in confusion, and finally focused on the oldest, Kogoro Mori. He stepped forward, pushed up his glasses that looked like the bottom of a soy sauce bottle, and asked aloud:
"May I ask who called me here? What happened?"
"I asked you to come, something happened here."
Mouri Kogoro suddenly felt that the police in front of him were unreliable. Fortunately, there was Sosuke Takaji this time, otherwise it would have been really troublesome.
"Life?" The old policeman showed a surprised expression. He turned his head to look at the body lying on his back, and then stared at Kogoro Mori for a long time. When the other party showed an expectant expression, he directly chose to pour a basin of cold water on him.
: "So who are you?"
Mouri Kogoro stumbled and almost fell down. Didn't you find out who I am after thinking about it for so long?
Edogawa Conan covered his mouth and began to enjoy himself. If he hadn't been hiding behind Sosuke Takaji, he would have been beaten by Kogoro Mori when he was discovered.
Fujiwara Yu looked helplessly at the old policeman in front of him and introduced himself:
"Hello, senior, I am Sosuke Takaji from the Investigation Section 1 of the Metropolitan Police Department. The preliminary autopsy of the victim has been completed. He is currently leaning toward drowning. I called senior here because I wanted to ask if there is a place to keep the body.
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"Oh! You are that famous policeman, right? I've heard of you!" the old policeman said cheerfully, then spread his hands and said that Yueying Island did not have the conditions to preserve the body, and all he could do was cover him.
Put on a white cloth and wait to notify Tokyo tomorrow to collect the body.
With the help of the islanders, they reluctantly found a two-meter-long white cloth to cover Kawashima Hide's body. Fujiwara Yuu looked at the night outside with his hands on his hips and suggested:
"Should we wait until tomorrow to record the confession?"
"Well, this is the only thing we can do." Mouri Kogoro glanced at the body placed in the corner and sighed: "Hey, we can only spend the night here tonight. Well, old sir, can you help us prepare a few sets of bedding?
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"No problem, no problem, but do you really want to live here? If you sleep with a corpse for one night, you might be contaminated with a bad smell." The old policeman pushed up his glasses and reminded.
Fujiwara Yu showed disgust when he heard this. He didn't like the smell of corpses, but the murderer was likely to come back, so it was necessary to stay here. He took out his mobile phone and sent a LINE message to Sotaro Goji who was monitoring him.
White, you have to tell him that he can't leave here in a short time.
[I don’t want to work overtime today]: I’ve had a fatal accident. Please call me directly if you need help.
[Three-color dumpling hite]: Received.
White stared at the content on the screen of his mobile phone. He squinted his eyes and looked at Sotaro Goji who was drinking sake in an open-air tavern. He couldn't help but whisper in his heart: As expected of Mr. Krell, life will happen wherever he goes.
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Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but sneeze as he put his phone back into his pocket. He raised his eyebrows. Could it be that Akemi was thinking of him?