CONAN: I have a compositing station

The deceased was one of the candidates for village chief, the largest capitalist on the island, Kawashima.

"What a curse, it's just a tape recorder."

Natsuki took out a tape recorder that was playing from behind the piano.

"Based on the current situation, this appears to be a premeditated homicide."

Mori Kogoro coughed, drawing the spotlight to himself, ready to start the detective show.

"Kill... Homicide case! Who are you and why do you say that!

A man with small round sunglasses said.

He is the boyfriend of the only daughter of the current village chief.

"Hmph, under the famous detective, Maori Kogoro."

Maori Kogoro straightened his collar and said proudly, while preparing to greet the praise.

"Space pilot?"

"No, he seems to often appear in reasoning comics."

The melon-eating masses were discussing with their mouths and tongues.

Apparently I have not heard of such a number one.

"What were you laughing at just now?"

Right at this moment. Conan quietly walked up to Natsuki and asked.

He noticed that when he found the deceased just now, Natsuki seemed to smile, looking a little... Happy?

"The first to die was the largest capitalist on the island, and I just thought about his identity."

Natsuki covered his mouth and whispered, afraid that he would laugh out loud.

Three vertical lines appeared on Conan's face, and he couldn't understand what was funny about the death of a capitalist.

What made him care was that Natsuki mentioned a word in his words, "First?

Natsuki nodded, then reminded.

"Beethoven's Moonshine has three chapters, do you remember?"

Conan's eyes froze.

He had just thought that the disappearance of the shadow on the night of the full moon mentioned in the letter of entrustment was referring to the death of someone on the night of the full moon.

But I didn't expect more than one.

Is this just the beginning?

Conan's brain speed is racing.

"Too little useful information, beware of pig brain overload."

Natsuki muttered, trying to hide the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Because in front of his eyes, a few lines of text appeared.

[Negative Item: Dark Fear] [Negative Item:

Late Trial

] [Collected Successfully]

Double yellow egg!

Xia Mu did not expect that the deceased alone would provide himself with two negative items.

Is it because the other party is related to the twelve-year-old case?

Natsuki guessed.

Not only that, but Natsuki also locked up several other people.

In his field of vision, there were two other people, also shining with the light of negative objects.

The same is also two negative items.

Through the tape in the tape recorder, Conan quickly confirmed the murderer's modus operandi.

He found a blank space in front of the tape in the tape recorder.

So the murderer first took the deceased from the piano room to drown in the sea outside the back door, then dragged him back to the piano room, pressed the tape recorder switch, and then returned to the festival site.

Then you only need to wait until the tape plays to the recorded moonlight part to attract everyone's attention and create an alibi.

Through the blankness of the tape, the time of death of the deceased was also deduced, just fifteen minutes to half an hour ago.

The reason why it was determined that the murderer was still in this civic hall was because Conan and Natsuki were both in the entrance, and no one found anyone leaving.

Conan spoke solemnly about his analysis, guiding Maori Kogoro's train of thought.

Natsuki on the side was silent, lowering his sense of existence, and quietly Mimi began to collect negative items.

[Negative Items: Dark Fears ×2] [Negative Items: Late Judgment ×2]

Six negative items at once!

Comfortable!

"In this way, everyone who has left the legal hall except the deceased is suspected."

Maori Kogoro followed Conan's reminder and prepared to circle the suspect.

However, too many people left halfway through, and no one remembered it at all.

"So from another perspective, who are the people who have had a festival with Mr. Kawashima?"

Maori Kogoro asked again.

However, nothing was found, and the deceased Kawashima was one of the candidates, so the followers of the other two candidates began to dump the pot.

"Ding-dong-dong!"

While discussing at the scene, Conan noticed that Natsuki was holding a sheet music in his hand and playing it on the piano a few times.

"Did you find anything?"

Conan tugged at Natsuki's pant leg.

"It may be related to the case twelve years ago, and there are pianos at the scene of the crime, so this sheet music is estimated to be a clue."

Natsuki handed the sheet music in his hand to Conan.

"You put every key on the piano alphabetically, and then read it again."

Conan followed Natsuki's prompt, his brain was running fast, analyzing the content on the piano score.

[Understand, the next one is you]

Conan looked shocked, this is the murderer's preview!

Sure enough, the murderer will continue to commit crimes.

Natsuki was able to find useful clues so quickly!

Conan feels that Natsuki's detective intuition is too sharp, and he can always easily find useful key information in a messy crime scene.

Is that your strength, Natsuki?

Conan once again recognized the abilities of his classmate.

He lowered his head, and the eyes of the half moon behind his glasses burned with high fighting spirit.

Natsuki didn't notice Conan's eyes, and he glanced vaguely at the hemp who was acting as a forensic autopsy on the side.

The other party's eyes were obviously a little flustered, and a little relieved.

[I'm watching you]

This is the message that Natsuki has just passed to the other party through the piano.

What would you do, Ma Cheng Cheng?

Natsuki was a little curious.

Carrying the blood case of a family of three twelve years ago, Aso Minoru now wants to avenge his parents on the one hand, and on the other hand, he sends a power of attorney to Natsuki and Mori Kogoro.

In his heart, there was obviously still a little struggle, hoping that someone would see through all this and stop him.

Because when your hands are stained with blood, you fall into sin and ruin a person's life.

Before his death, Asumi's father left behind a suicide note for him was hidden in the sheet music.

It says that he hopes that Asumi can live well for himself.

Natsuki couldn't agree with the other party's struggle.

But he was also curious whether the other party would choose to stop here or insist on going his own way.

Thinking cranky, Natsuki squatted next to Conan, and his hand subconsciously stroked Conan's head.

Stroking, Natsuki sensed that something was wrong.

Something is a little hot.

As soon as he turned around, Natsuki saw Conan with flames burning in his eyes.

What stimulated Conan and made him ignite such a high fighting spirit?

You can clearly feel the heat, is this scientific?

Probably Ke Xue ....

Natsuki's eyes also turned into beanie eyes.

"So you were just under the war book?"

Conan also cracked the meaning of the few keys that Natsuki had just played.

Natsuki nodded, took his hand back and blew it.

This thing is also too hot.

Soon, Maori Lan called the only policeman in the town.

It's an old man with a mustache.

Say a policeman, more like a guard.

"I heard someone was looking for me?"

The old man of the guard said breathlessly, dragged by Mao Lilan all the way, and his breath was not even.