Chapter 32

A few thin clouds floated by before the full moon. In the silent night, monks chanted sutras and wooden fish knocked.

Gao Cheng leaned back on the steps bored. He was still thinking about the piano in his mind. Suddenly, a melodious piano music reverberated, and even the voice of the ceremony hall was suppressed.

"This song... Is it moonlight?"

Gao Cheng and Conan run into the citizen hall in a hurry. Many people in the corridor look at the piano room where the sound is heard. After pushing the door open, a wet body suddenly appears in front of the public.

In the beautiful music of the Moonlight Sonata, Kawashima, the candidate for the village head of the island, sits down in front of the piano, his head pressed tightly on the piano, his arms powerlessly hanging on the ground, dripping with water

It's dead!

Even if not close, Gao Cheng instinctively feels the body's fear of the dead.

Maori Kogoro went forward to his nose and pulse. He shook his head helplessly and said in a deep voice: "he's a step late. He's out of breath..."

The crowd gasped: "how, how could this happen?"

"Xiao Lan, report to the police station quickly!" Maori Kogoro turned back and yelled, "don't leave anyone else present!"

Compared with Gao Cheng, Maoli, who used to be a criminal policeman, was obviously more professional. After her daughter Xiaolan left, she turned to Asai and said, "Miss Chengshi, can you do the autopsy, please?"

"Oh, yes." Asai nods, goes to the body and begins to examine.

"It's a curse!" Hirata panicked and retreated, "this is the curse of that piano!"

"Where's the curse?" Gao Cheng followed him to the body. The moonlight song is not a supernatural phenomenon, but a tape recorder on the piano playing the tape.

Press the stop button to stop the music, Gao Cheng's eyes turn to the body.

The dead man's eyes were wide open, and his mouth was open as if he saw something terrible. He didn't know where his coat was, and his white shirt was covered with mud.

Judging from the water stains on the ground, it seems that he was dragged in by the murderer through a back door facing the sea

"In a word, judging by the incident that happened here two years ago," Kogoro Maori looked at Gao Cheng and became more competitive. "It's clearly a well planned homicide!"

"Homicide?"

"Hey, hey, you don't have to say something there all the time," someone looked at Maori discontentedly. "Who are you?"

"Me?" Maori Kogoro chuckled, straightened his skirt and said with pride, "I'm a famous detective from Tokyo. I'm Maori Kogoro!"

"Oh People suddenly realized, "it's the space pilot!"

"No, he often appears in mystery novels, doesn't he?"

"Is that man wise Kogoro?"

"Well? Who is this man? "

He felt that he couldn't lift his head. He couldn't help but draw his eyes. He thought: Chenghu must have thought of it for a long time. That's why he didn't speak. Damn it. Next, he must solve the case first.

Gaocheng didn't pay attention to Maori Kogoro, but walked along the water mark to the back door leading to the seaside.

I've been meeting Conan all the time. He still has no way to reason, but his observation has improved a lot. At least he won't miss some obvious clues.

Outside the door is the undulating sea under the moonlight. You can see that the coat of the deceased is still floating on the sea. The murderer should have killed someone by the sea and then moved the body to the piano room. Moreover, the back door and windows here have been locked from inside

So the killer's still in the hall?

Gao Cheng looks back at the crowd.

After all, he stayed in front of the entrance before the crime, and the back door and windows were locked. With so many clues, he didn't need strong reasoning ability to judge that the murderer was the person in the meeting hall.

At this time, Asahi had already experienced the corpse and explained to the public: "according to the extent of the spot and the stiffness of the corpse, the time of death should be 30 to 60 minutes... It seems that the cause of death is suffocation, and Mr. Kawashima should have been drowned in the sea, but the real cause of death can only be determined by autopsy."

"Doctor Cheng Shi should be right."

Like Gao Cheng, Conan also observed the whole scene, told the same details, and then went to the recorder.

"In the recording of moonlight, there is a few minutes of blank space left at the front... The murderer should have made a leisurely arrangement, pressed the recorder switch and escaped from the corridor..."

With that, seeing that everyone's surprised eyes fell on him, Conan reacted and quickly smile at Maori naively: "is that right, uncle?"

"Ah, yes, that's right!"

After giving Maori the follow-up reasoning, Conan looked at Gao Cheng standing on one side with dismay: Damn, when can we have a fair competition with this guy

Gao Cheng shivers and looks back at Maori, Kogoro and Conan strangely. He goes to the piano again. After careful observation, he suddenly finds a piece of paper in the cover of the piano key.

"This is... The score?"

Gao Cheng doubts to take out the music score from the crevice, several people on the scene suddenly changed their faces, a skinny young man is directly scared to run out, shouting, as if to see a ghost.

"Who is he?"

"He's Mr. Xiben," Mr. Hirata, the Secretary of the village head, said. "He used to be very powerful, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and he was always reckless. But after the former village head died two years ago, he seemed to be scared by something, hiding at home all day long..."

"By the way, the village head and he should be childhood playmates, right?" Hirata turns to heiyandao, the current village head.

"Ah, it's right..." the village head was sweating, and his face was not very good-looking.

"Hello, Chenghu," Conan thought, and whispered, "do you think these people are strange? There seems to be something wrong when I see the body. "

"A little bit," Gao Cheng's eyes fell on a few people in Heiyan village, "maybe there's something we don't know."

……

There was only one old policeman in the local police station on the island. When Maori LAN called him to the citizen hall, it was very late. The old policeman just recorded some information and then put all the people in the meeting place back. The investigation was going to wait until the next day.

"It's not murder. It's Mr. Aso's soul."

The villagers left in twos and threes, and there was still a lot of discussion about the incident, and the monks kept reciting the sutras.

Gao Cheng looked at these people speechlessly: "how can there be any soul? It's just the killer's design... "

If there are ghosts, what do they want their detectives to do? Just ask the ghosts.

"That, Mr. chenghujun," Asai Chengshi walked behind, turning to Gao Cheng slightly tired, "can such a homicide be solved quickly? I really don't want to do autopsy or anything like that anymore... "

Gao Cheng noticed that Cheng Shi's expression was slightly sad. He was stunned: "I..."

"Don't worry, Miss Cheng Shi," Maori rushed forward without waiting for Gao Cheng's response. The guy held his waist and said with a smile, "as long as I'm a famous detective, it's very simple!"

"Is it?" Asai's face returned to normal, and sweet said with a smile, "please."

"Senior Gao Cheng," maolilan said strangely, seeing that Gao Cheng didn't seem to leave, "won't you go back to the hotel with us?"

"Yes, I'll spend the night here with the old policeman." Gao Cheng silently watched Asai leave.

The clues to this incident are still too few, and they are related to the case a few years ago. There are so many mysteries that he can't get a clear idea for the moment.

However, once he has enough clues, he will definitely find out the murderer

"Really, what are you up to?" Maori xiaowulang stares at Gao Cheng suspiciously, pauses and says to Maori LAN, "Xiaolan, you go back with Conan, I'll stay here, too."

"Daddy

Citizen hall piano room, the old police moved the body to the ground without authorization, because there is a cloth wrapped relationship, but also not so infiltration.

Gao Cheng sits in front of the piano and picks up the piece of music in the crevice.

With piano knowledge, he can easily see that it is the score of moonlight, but there is a paragraph in the middle that is not right.

I tried to play it on the piano. It was really a familiar tune in moonlight, but in the fourth paragraph, there was a completely out of tune sound, which destroyed the melody all at once.

"What are you doing?" Maori Kogoro was startled by the harsh noise, "if you can't play it, don't play it!"

"It's about the score..." Gao Cheng looked back at the fourth paragraph of the score and frowned, "it seems that someone left a message..."

"Message?"

Conan's voice sounded in the back, Maori Leng Leng, suddenly found that Xiaolan and Conan actually followed: "I have told you to go back first?"

"Because we are worried about our uncle," Conan said naively to Gao Cheng after looking at the music score. "Brother Gao Cheng should have known that the letter of entrustment is a notice letter, right

"You are really not an ordinary child..." Gao Cheng glanced at this guy.

This guy always depends on the identity of a child to deceive, but he didn't arouse much doubt.

"Notice letter?" Maori hasn't responded yet.

"Yes, it says that the shadow disappears, which means that it is shrouded in the light. Isn't there a piece of moonlight at the scene of the murder?"

Conan said as he looked at the score. "Maybe it's not over yet."

"If that's the case," he said, "is the letter of entrustment actually a letter of challenge from the murderer to my famous detective, Mr. Maori?"?! Damn it

At the same time, Kogoro Maori looked at Gao Cheng, who was still studying music score: it's dangerous. The boy knew from the beginning that the murderer might return to the piano room again... "Do you really want to spend the night here?" Gao Cheng shook his head, put down the score, and asked, "Xiaolan, aren't you afraid of ghosts? There's a corpse next to it... "" ah, I hate it! " Maolilan shrunk to embrace Conan, a face of fear, "why suddenly mention this?"“ I thought you were not afraid, "Gao Cheng looked at Conan, who was crowded in maolilan's arms. His teeth were itching." don't worry, there's no ghost. "“ But you also seem to be afraid of corpses... "" illusion! " After a while, the old policeman brought the bedding to sleep. Gao Cheng was frightened by his hard work, for fear that something might happen to the old policeman“ Let me help. "“ Thank you, "the old policeman wiped his sweat." I thought you were the only one. Why did you stay here and bring a child... "" sorry, "he said. Asai suddenly appeared at the door with a bag of things." I called the hotel and asked. I heard you were still here, so I brought you a snack. "“ It seems that you are really hungry Smelling the fragrance, everyone's stomachs began to rumble, only to realize that they had not eaten since noon“ Thank you so much, doctor Cheng Shi When Cheng Shi spreads out the cloth and puts on the sushi rice ball, Gao Cheng and the old police officer have moved all the bedding to the piano room and sit around to eat together. It's strange to eat beside the corpse, but he doesn't care so much. Today, he didn't eat much, but he consumed a lot of energy“ "Doctor Chengshi," Gao Cheng said, biting into the rice ball, "two years ago, you did the autopsy, didn't you? How on earth did he die? "“ It's a heart attack, "Asai nodded, remembering." it's just that his face looks very tight, as if he saw something terrible... "" isn't that the same as Kawashima this time? " Gao Cheng's action“ Isn't there really a ghost? " Maolilan thought of the villagers' comments before and became afraid again“ I'm so afraid to go back. It's true, "Maori xiaowulang put the music sheet in his arms." in a word, the murderer may come back again. We'll watch the night here in turn tonight! " Then he looked at Gao Cheng and said, "Hey, aren't you a modern left character? Why don't you bring over the Dongye lake? "“ No one will walk around with a wooden knife. "Gao Chengbai glanced at the guy." I heard that you are a judo master. I wish the killer would come and give it to you. "“ Damn, where did you hear that? " In the middle of the night, Gao Cheng lay in his sleeping bag, but he couldn't sleep. Next to him, Asai had Maori LAN and Conan, but Maori Kogoro and the old policeman slept soundly. It's really hard for Maori to sleep. Although Maori is good at karate, it's almost like an ordinary girl in the event of ghosts. Only the scream is loud enough... Scream“ If you have any questions, just call me. I'll squint for a while, and I'll take over your vigil later. " Gao Cheng reminds Conan and others that he stealthily calls out the wooden knife hole. He holds it in his arms and closes his eyes.