Conan: When I Be Gin's Brother

It was getting late, but everyone in the village hall was still busy.

Standing aside quietly, Dr. Chengshi suddenly felt unreal when looking at the scene in front of him.

"Who on earth is it……?"

Cheng Shi looked solemn, and after regaining consciousness, he suddenly heard Conan's childish questioning voice next to him: "Doctor Cheng Shi?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Conan stared at the high collar of Dr. Chengshi's dress. Chengshi lifted it up subconsciously, lowered his head and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired. What's wrong with Conan coming to see me?"

"Well! I have something to ask Dr. Chengshi!" He nodded, with an innocent smile on his face.

"But can you say it in another place? I don't want others to hear it." Conan looked around seriously, approached Dr. Cheng Shi and whispered.

Cheng Shi leaned down dumbfounded, "Does Conan want to share a little secret with me?"

"Well, let's forget about it for now. Can Dr. Chengshi go upstairs with me first?"

Conan spoke vaguely, and before Dr. Chengshi agreed, he grabbed Dr. Chengshi's hand and ran upstairs to the room next to the broadcast room where the murder had occurred.

"No one should come up here."

"Okay, okay!" Dr. Chengshi gently tugged on Conan's hand, and the two of them stopped.

"What on earth is going on?"

Listening to Dr. Cheng Shi's brisk tone, Conan still couldn't believe that a gentle man like him could do such a thing.

After not hearing Conan's reply for a long time, Cheng Shi was a little surprised when he saw the boy's back in front of him. He looked at the small figure in front of him.

"Conan?"

With his back to Dr. Cheng Shi, Conan bit his lip, took out the music sheet from his arms and turned around.

"Chengshi...sister, no, I should call you brother Chengshi now." The tone was calm, Conan's eyes were burning, and he looked directly into the eyes of Dr. Chengshi in front of him.

"Or should I call you Aso Michiru?"

Dr. Chengshi paused for a moment, his pupils tightened, and with the light behind him he couldn't see the expression of Conan clearly in front of him. After panicking, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became relieved.

These subtle expressions fell into Conan's eyes without missing a beat, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

it is as expected……

He was actually not sure that the prisoner was Dr. Chengshi. Although he had some guesses in his mind, there was absolutely no evidence to prove it.

Doctor Chengshi's expression just now undoubtedly gave him a reassurance, and Conan's tone became more determined.

"You must be the culprit in these murders, Doctor Chengshi."

"The motive for the crime is probably the self-immolation incident of Keiji Aso fifteen years ago. This letter from your father has explained everything..."

"In the first case, you deliberately drowned Mr. Kawashima and then dragged him to the piano. Your purpose should be to interfere with the coroner's autopsy in the second case, so as to achieve your purpose of fabricating the death time of the village chief of Black Rock."

Conan swallowed and hesitated a little.

"In the second incident, you probably used certain chemicals to delay the normal coagulation time of blood, extended the playback time of the music through the playback function of the broadcast room console, and then pressed the playback button while the autopsy was being performed.

, complete the disguise.”

"And the third case..." Conan paused here.

He has not yet figured out the method used in the third case. Even apart from the first incident, the second incident was based on some simple conjectures and there was essentially no evidence.

While Conan was secretly thinking anxiously about the method of committing the crime, Cheng Shi suddenly said:

"I did it."

Conan was stunned. He didn't expect that Dr. Chengshi would admit the fact of his crime when no evidence was obtained.

"That letter...can you show it to me?"

Cheng Shi interrupted Conan's random thoughts and spoke calmly.

Many of the words he originally planned to use to deceive Dr. Chengshi were instantly useless. They were stuck in his throat. Conan nodded dumbly and handed over the sheet music in his hand.

"Dr. Chengshi...haven't you read this letter?" Conan was a little surprised when he handed over the music score.

Cheng Shi nodded, "Well, I didn't know that my father left this letter."

His expression at this time was frighteningly calm. He slowly looked through the music score and responded to Conan in a very gentle and slow tone, as if he was talking to villagers or patients.

"Then, how did you know about your father...?" Conan's expression was complicated, and there seemed to be more things that puzzled him.

Cheng Shi lowered his eyes, "I have been suspicious of the death of my family members since before."

"After graduating from medical school, I returned to the island as Makoto Asai. While becoming a doctor, I investigated the cause of death of my father and my family. Finally, that night two years ago, I learned the truth." Narumi frowned.

He stood up, his eyes filled with hatred.

"When I told the former village chief Kameyama that I was Aso's son, he suddenly frightened himself and told himself everything about killing my father. After that, he suffered a heart attack and collapsed due to fear.

"

"At that time, I played Moonlight, my father's favorite song during his lifetime, as a funeral song, and the idea of ​​killing me arose in my heart."

"I just didn't expect that my father was also a criminal who collaborated with them. My feeling of being so indignant and wanting to avenge them has become ridiculous from the beginning..."

Cheng Shi chuckled self-deprecatingly and looked at Conan, who looked complicated.

"You are really a great little detective." His expression became gentle again, and he murmured, "At least Detective Maori didn't notice my problem at all."

"Only uncle...then Kurosawa Rin...?"

"I don't know." Chengshi shook his head, "I can't see through him. He obviously looks like a child, but he's like a black hole that I can't see through."

Conan was stunned, looked at Dr. Chengshi and pursed his lips, "Dr. Chengshi, please surrender."

Cheng Shi smiled and said, "You are really a gentle little detective."

"But..." There was an inexplicable light in his eyes, as if he was murmuring to Conan and himself:

"It's time for all this to come to an end."

"Doctor Chengshi..."

"Conan-kun, can I ask you one last favor?" Dr. Chengshi raised his eyes and looked at Conan, with a reluctant smile on his face.

"Can you stay here for a little while?"

"I don't want you to see the embarrassment I looked like when I surrendered."

There was a hint of pleading in Dr. Chengshi's eyes.

Conan was silent for a while, nodded, and watched Dr. Chengshi leave. The steps of the graceful figure in front of him seemed to become heavier than boulders.

Before leaving, Cheng Shi seemed to have remembered something and turned back to Conan and said:

"Your reasoning is actually incorrect."

Conan looked shocked and shouted loudly: "What do you mean!?"

"Is...what's wrong?"

"Half and half."

Chengshi's chuckle finally echoed in his ears, and he wanted to pursue him to ask for details. Conan suddenly remembered the agreement with Chengshi and stopped, and his clenched fists relaxed again.

Still...don't go down.

It's not too late to ask Dr. Chengshi when he visits him later. At this time, let Dr. Chengshi preserve his last trace of dignity and surrender.

But what exactly went wrong?

And the third time Ken Nishimoto died, what method was used to perfectly create an alibi?

Conan's eyes flickered. At least while waiting for Dr. Chengshi to surrender, let him think about these exquisite crime methods...