The old policeman stuck his head into the cabinet, stuck his butt out and kept rummaging through various miscellaneous items.
"I remember it should be placed near here!"
Standing aside, Conan looked helpless. He has been looking for this for more than an hour and he still hasn't found it...
"Oh, I found it, I found it!" Finally finding the key to the warehouse in a certain drawer, Conan paused and quickly urged, "Then go back quickly and meet with Officer Megure and the others!"
As soon as the two of them stepped out of the threshold, they heard Xiaolan running over, panting.
"Police officer!"
"Sister Xiaolan?" Conan stopped and looked up with confusion on his face, "Why are you here?"
"Isn't it because you are too slow?" Xiaolan sighed with some complaints, "Everyone is impatient with waiting and has already gone back."
"What?!" Conan's pupils tightened; "All the suspects have gone back!?"
Xiaolan nodded, "Yes, because dad said that there will be no more murders, so... eh, Conan?"
In the blink of an eye, Conan had already run far away. Xiaolan was stunned and hurriedly chased after him, "Wait a minute, Conan?!"
The two of them walked into the public hall, turned on the lights, and the dark public hall suddenly became brighter.
"Really, what are you doing here all of a sudden?" Xiaolan gasped, looking at Conan still confused.
Conan looked solemn and took out the key to the warehouse.
"boom!"
there's noise?!
Conan turned around and looked at the source of the sound, which came from the piano room.
"Sister Xiaolan, I'll give you the key to the warehouse first!" No longer hesitating, the moment Conan rushed into the room, a black figure suddenly broke through the glass and fled hastily.
"Don't run!" Before taking two steps, Conan tripped over something and fell to the ground with a thud.
"It hurts..." Looking back at the thing that had just tripped him, Conan was startled to see that the person in front of him was Miss Lingzi's fiancé.
"Mr. Murazawa!?" Before he could step forward to check the injury of the person in front of him, he screamed again.
"orchid!?"
Leaving the unconscious Murasawa behind, Conan hurried to Xiaolan's side and followed Xiaolan's frightened eyes as he looked into the warehouse.
Takeru Nishimoto leaned crookedly on the shelf nearby, still holding a few pages of music scores tightly in his hand. His neck was twisted strangely, and his eyes were filled with endless fear, as if he had seen something very terrifying before he died.
"It's Nishi, Mr. Nishimoto!" Conan's heart seemed to be tied by a stone and thrown into the river. The suppressed and cold emotions made him breathless.
He gritted his teeth and stepped forward to check with a glimmer of hope in his heart, but he knew the result very clearly in his heart. His neck had been twisted to that angle, how could he survive...
"Damn it!!"
He still failed to catch the prisoner, but instead allowed the demon to reap another living life...
Trying his best to stabilize his emotions, Conan suppressed his voice and said in a deep voice to Xiaolan: "Sister Xiaolan, go and inform Uncle Maori and Officer Megure! The murder is not over yet!"
Xiaolan, who was stunned at the side, nodded vigorously when she heard Conan's words, and hurriedly ran out.
At the same time, Conan also took out his handkerchief and began to investigate the scene...
…………
Somewhere on the island, a man wearing regular clothes but strangely wearing sunglasses was hiding behind a house, using a telescope in his hand to monitor every move in the room in the distance.
He kept frowning, as if he hadn't found the person he wanted to find. In desperation, he took out his mobile phone and dialed:
"Brother, I seem to have lost you again..." There was still some unspeakable grievance in his words.
"Can't you do such a simple thing? Vodka."
Vodka curled his lips, "But Mr. Lin really disappeared in the blink of an eye!"
Gin's tone was still cold, but a hint of helplessness could be heard vaguely, "It must be on this island. Search the places where he has been. If nothing happens, don't call again."
The phone was hung up with a bang, and a deafening busy tone came from inside.
Vodka sighed and stuffed the phone back into his pocket.
Really, if he could find him, would he still call Gin? I don’t know how Gin found him every time Kurosawa Rin ran away.
Is it possible that Gin can also install a positioning device on his brother?
This idea made Vodka stunned. If it were gin, maybe it was really possible...
Suddenly, the noise of the crowd came again in the distance. Vodka stopped thinking and continued to raise his binoculars to look for Kurosawa Rin.
The police from the village hall rushed out and rushed towards the village hall.
Officer Megure and Maori rushed to the scene, their voices anxious, "Where is the body?!"
"Ah! Officer Megure and Uncle Mouri."
Poking his head out of the warehouse, Kurosawa Rin looked at the anxious and sweaty two people at the door with a smile, and a hopeless Conan in his arms.
"Brother Kurosawa! So you are here!" Megure was stunned.
"You are finally here!" Kurosawa Rin made way for the inspectors and let go of Conan.
Conan quickly fled behind Xiaolan, gagged and rubbed his sore face, looking at Kurosawa Rin with a look of resentment.
Where did this guy Kurosawa Rin come from?
When he was checking the scene, the sudden appearance next to him scared him. He thought it was the prisoner who hadn't left yet!
"By the way! I heard that music scores and a tape recorder were found again at the scene?" Officer Megure asked.
Kurosawa Rin retracted his smile and became a little more serious: "Yes, I just saw it. It was a suicide note and a recording of the third movement of Moonlight."
"My guess is that the suicide note was forged by the murderer, but the content on it is very interesting. Officer Memu can take a look."
Reaching out and taking the music score handed over by Kurosawa Rin, Officer Megure read the information above attentively.
"This, this is!"
Officer Memu frowned slightly. Judging from this suicide note, the self-immolation incident fifteen years ago seemed to hide even greater doubts.
"The letter said that the five of them had made mistakes before. In order not to be exposed, Nishimoto Ken chose to kill and silence them. These five people were Kameyama who died two years ago, Kawashima and Kuroiwa who died this time, Nishimoto Ken, and the one who died this time.
The famous pianist Keiji Aso."
Kurosawa Rin suddenly said: "This suicide note was obviously left by the prisoner on purpose. If a person wants to commit suicide, he must choose a simpler and faster suicide method instead of breaking his own neck, which is difficult and very painful.
Methods."
Officer Megure nodded in agreement and continued to listen to Kurosawa Rin analyzing the case.
"The cause of death was spinal fracture, and the time of death was confirmed by Dr. Cheng Shi who just arrived. It was probably between forty minutes and an hour, that is, between seven twenty and seven forty."
"Between seven-twenty and seven-forty?" Officer Megure's pupils tightened, "No! It's impossible. Everyone except Mr. Nishimoto was in the village office at that time!"
"Is it difficult to say that these cases are really caused by ghosts!?" Xiaolan thought of this terrible fact, she broke into a cold sweat and her voice began to tremble involuntarily.
"This kind of thing is absolutely impossible!" Conan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "The prisoner must have used some method to kill Mr. Nishimoto!"
"Ah, could it be that Conan has already figured out how to commit the crime~"
"this……"
Kurosawa Rin's sudden question made Conan speechless for a moment. Although he didn't want to admit it, Conan still had no clue about these three cases so far.
Whether it was the possible murderer, the method of committing the crime, or the motive of the crime, he felt that he had a vague grasp of the tail, but he could not see everything clearly. He only knew that this incident might be related to the self-immolation incident of Keiji Aso fifteen years ago.
Watching the criminal kill and escape again and again, he could only follow behind him hurriedly and passively like a marauding doll, unable to even catch his shadow.
Ever since he started working as a detective, he has always had smooth sailing and has never felt so powerless...
Not daring to face Kurosawa Rin's meaningful smile in front of him, Conan slowly lowered his head and remained silent.
"Where is Dr. Chengshi now?"
Megure and Mori obviously didn't notice anything strange about Conan. Instead, they asked about Dr. Narumi's whereabouts. They had not seen Dr. Narumi since they entered this place.
Rin Kurosawa looked towards the piano room, "Dr. Narumi is in the room over there taking care of Mr. Murasawa who was injured and unconscious by the man in black."
"Black, man in black!?"
Both Maori and Megure subconsciously ignored Mr. Murasawa's coma and shifted their focus to the man in black.