"Could it be that the man in black is the murderer of these three murders!?"
Kurosawa Rin shook his head, "I'm not sure. The first person to watch should be Conan. I just listened to what he said."
Conan was stunned for a moment and responded to everyone's gazes, "Well, although I can't see his face clearly, but he can break through the glass and escape. He should be a male."
"Hmm." Officer Megure held up his chin and pondered for a moment. This information did not allow him to accurately identify the suspect. "Let's see if Mr. Hirasawa wakes up and says he can identify the murderer."
Several people nodded and moved to the piano room.
In the room, Mr. Hirasawa was still unconscious with a bandage on his head. Beside him, his fiancée, Miss Lingzi, was bursting into tears and holding Mr. Hirasawa's hand tightly.
Dr. Chengshi sat quietly on his knees, not knowing what he was thinking, with a serious look on his face.
"Dr. Cheng Shi, how is Mr. Hirasawa's current condition?"
"Officer Megure." He noticed that Officer Megure entered the room seriously, shook his head and said, "It's probably a concussion. Although it's not life-threatening, he shouldn't wake up in the short term."
Megure frowned, "Miss Kuroiwa, although I know you are very sad now, I still want to ask."
"Do you know what your fiancé is doing here so late?"
"Who would know such a thing!" Black Rock Lingzi still yelled very arrogantly, but this time her voice was not as arrogant and domineering as yesterday at all, and there was only a cry in her hoarse voice.
At this time, everyone did not care about the rudeness of Kuroiwa Lingzi. After all, this woman lost his father today and almost lost her fiancé. The originally glorious family became torn apart overnight. No one would care about such a miserable woman.
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Kurosawa Rin also lamented the fate of Kuroiwa Reiko. She did nothing wrong, but she was the one who was hurt the most in the whole incident.
Conan didn't know when he ran to Mr. Murasawa, staring at the tuning hammer in his hand and thinking.
He remembered that the man in black seemed to be groping for something under the piano before jumping out of the window and leaving.
He silently came to the bottom of the piano, raised his head and kept groping.
"really!"
Conan's confidence increased and he opened the secret compartment he found. There was nothing inside, but his fingers were stained with a lot of white powder inside the secret compartment.
This is?
Conan frowned and went up to smell it. The pungent sour smell made him instantly identify the composition of the white powder.
This is heroin!
Conan wiped off the remaining heroin on his hands, and Xiaolan on the side also called out to Conan: "Conan, what are you doing there? Everyone has to go back to the village hall together!"
"I know, Sister Xiaolan." Conan responded, climbed out from the bottom of the piano, and followed the others away, constantly connecting the existing information together in his mind.
After returning to the village hall, Mu Mu looked at everyone present with a solemn expression.
"Regardless of the third murder, the suspects from the previous two are here. Dr. Narumi and Miss Kuroiwa Reiko were eliminated from the suspects because they had sufficient alibi when the second incident occurred.
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"The remaining Secretary Hirata, Mr. Shimizu, and Mr. Hirasawa Monday, who is now unconscious in the clinic, among the three of you, there must be a prisoner!"
The situation now becomes a classic choice of three.
Conan stood aside, holding his chin and looking at everyone present.
He didn't know why, but he always felt that there was no real criminal among the suspects identified by Officer Megure, and the whole incident seemed to be interfered by unknown factors, which made him feel strange.
After analyzing the evidence obtained so far, we still cannot find a reasonable explanation.
"What exactly is this feeling of dissonance..."
While Conan was deep in thought, a man walked past him with a bandage on his wrist.
"Eh? Was anyone injured before? It doesn't seem like there was any?" Conan was startled and looked up, and it was Secretary Hirata who was out buying drinks.
Conan frowned, thought of something, and quickly followed.
Hirata stood in front of the vending machine and sighed dejectedly.
"well……"
My luck has been really bad in the past few days. Not only was the original cargo not delivered, but I was also inexplicably involved in the murder and was listed as a suspect.
Life!
There was another long sigh, and a child's voice suddenly sounded from behind, but the content made him startled.
"Uncle! Why is there white powder on your sleeves?"
"What!" He hurriedly raised his arm to shake off the heroin powder. In his panic, he lost his grip on the wallet in his hand, and the coins inside rolled to the ground like beans.
"Ah! So many foreign coins!" The young child's voice was as terrifying as the whisper of a devil in his ears.
He hurriedly picked up the coins that had fallen on the floor, his lips trembling slightly as he murmured: "Because, because uncle likes foreign countries very much..."
Returning to the village mansion in panic, Hirata looked back in the direction of the boy with lingering fear, and subconsciously put his bandaged hands into his sleeves.
He's just a kid, why are you making such a fuss...
Conan stood far away, his lenses reflecting slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned upward.
Although he was not sure who the murderer was, he caught a small insect he accidentally discovered.
After calming down, his mood, which was a little doubtful just now, has now recovered a lot. As he was walking back, the voice of that unreliable old man suddenly came from behind him.
"I found it! The music score left by Mr. Aso!"
"Really!?"
Conan's steps paused, and after hearing this, he hurriedly ran to the old man, "Show me quickly!"
Grabbing the sheet music, Conan carefully read the note codes left on it.
On the first page of the score, Conan's pupils tightened as a name appeared.
"Until my son comes to pass..."
Come true!!
The figure of Asai Narumi suddenly appeared in Conan's mind. He didn't rush to continue reading. Conan hurriedly asked the old man next to him:
"Does Keiji Aso have a son named Narumi?!"
The old policeman was startled, "It seems that he has a frail and sickly young son who has been living in Tokyo. He seems to be named Narumi..."
Could it be that……!
Looking at the music score in his hand again, his expression became more and more serious as the codes were gradually interpreted.
Dark, despairing, the whole letter is filled with sadness and hatred.
Everything has been explained in this letter, including the unknown drug deal fifteen years ago, being framed by several people and being trapped in a sea of fire, and the fact that he had to bear the pain of killing his wife and daughter with his own hands in order to prevent them from dying.
Conan felt like his breathing was about to be suppressed, and the despair and regret in Aso Keiji's heart were oppressing his heart like a huge boulder.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that those three people deserved to die, but this did not become the reason for that person's depravity.
At the end of reading, Conan was a little stunned.
"My son, Chengshi..."
The last sentence in the letter seemed to be a sigh, but also seemed to be unfinished. Conan shook his head, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. He had guessed who the murderer was through this letter.
All that's left is to find his criminal methods and evidence...
Holding the yellowed sheet of music tightly in his arms, Conan ran towards the village hall in the direction of everyone.