The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Oh, I should have gone to have something to eat with you before." Sitting on the paved floor, Mouri Kogoro yawned nonchalantly, "But until now, I haven't eaten anything. "

Mao Lilan smiled with her eyes narrowed when she heard this, then reached out to fumble in her backpack for a while, and took out two pieces of packaged sushi: "I knew you wouldn't have time to eat, here, take it."

"...When did you buy it?" Mouri Kogoro took it in surprise, "Did you buy it while eating?"

"Yeah, Conan suggested that I buy a few more, saying that if they were to move too late, they might not be able to find a place to eat. In the end, it really came in handy..." Mao Lilan sighed and looked out of the corner of his eye. He glanced at the human body covered with white cloth in another corner of the room.

I have to say that being in the same room with the deceased, even if I am not alone, is still a bit scary.

Is this the fate of the detective's family? Mao Lilan thought sadly.

Conan, who was typing on the phone screen, paused, raised his head and smiled at the two of them, hiding his guilty feeling.

He wasn't out of kindness or consideration... This was the reason why he lured Xiaolan away. He took advantage of this free time to take the time to meet Joker.

Thinking of the flowers swaying in the twilight, he calmed down and continued to lower his head to send messages to joker.

[Is this deceased person related to what you are investigating? Have you been to the crime scene?

You didn't succeed in stopping the murderer, right? What went wrong here?

If you encounter any serious problems, you can contact me first and I will do my best to help.

By the way, how did you get to the island? The police on the island said that no other outsiders have been found on the island in the past few days...]

Looking through what he had written, he pondered for a moment with a headache, and then clicked the send button.

As soon as he discovered the emblem, he sent an email to joker. He didn't know what the situation was with joker, and he still hasn't replied to him...

There are more and more questions in his mind now, and he can't help but worry about the safety of this group of young Phantom Thieves.

When it comes to such a serious issue as drug trafficking, what kind of forces are behind it, and what kind of right and wrong will be involved in the whole chain. Without any imagination, you can guess how big this will be. This is really the result of a few monster thieves relying on their own efforts. Is it something that can be settled with strength?

Looking at the frightened and inexplicable look on the guy named Ken Nishimoto's face, he guessed that the music score was not the death message left by Hideo Kawashima. It was most likely a message from the murderer, or a secret message involving drug trafficking. .

It is really subtle and dangerous to leave one's emblem in such a grand manner.

Where did Joker find such secret information, how did he lock in the candidate, and what is the relationship between the murder case that may be related to the grudges ten years ago and the drug trafficking chain...

The more he thought about it, the more alarmed he became, but the joker still didn't reply a word. He was afraid that these fearless monster thieves might have been drowned by some evil force.

There is no record of going to the island, and no one will find out about his disappearance except him. Isn’t this an excellent choice to be silenced?

Conan raised his hand and patted his head. What a headache.

After waiting for a few more minutes, when Mouri Kogoro had finished eating a piece of sushi, his cell phone finally received the gentle vibration he had been waiting for.

[You should be at the community center now?

Shhh, be quiet, don’t be impatient, you will know the answer soon...]

Conan clicked on the message full of expectation, his fingers froze on the phone screen.

This tone of telling a ghost story is here again, this tone of pretentiousness.

Although the speechlessness was extremely strong, Conan still followed the content of his email for the time being and sat quietly waiting.

After a while, when Mouri Kogoro swallowed the last bite of sushi with the oolong tea in the water glass, the window not far from them suddenly heard a "squeaking" opening and closing sound.

This community activity center is very close to the coastline behind it, and it can be regarded as a building directly facing the sea.

Concerned about Mao Lilan's mood, they chose to keep a certain distance from the body covered with white cloth and sat at the base of the wall on the other side of the piano.

The direct impact of this is that through the window that is being pushed open at this moment, the three people sitting in the corner on the other side will not be found at all.

After a moment of silence, the sound of the metal hinge opening was so harsh that it immediately attracted all their attention.

"Shh-" Before an excited Maori Lan made a sound, Maori Kogoro and Conan reached out to cover her mouth at the same time.

"It may be the murderer. He returned to the scene to deal with something..." Maori Kogoro lowered his voice and said in Maori Lan's ear.

Mao Lilan blinked, her horrified mood calmed down slightly, and she nodded slightly.

The three people gathered together furtively, not daring to breathe, and quietly observed the intruder's situation.

Not noticing the detectives huddled up in a ball, the person who opened the window breathed a sigh of relief, stepped on the window sill, and climbed into the house.

He was obviously familiar with this route. As soon as he landed, he ran straight to the piano without stopping. He hurriedly squatted down and looked at the bottom of the piano.

——Then he saw three people staring at him in shock with their eyes widened.

"Secretary Hirata!" Mouri Kogoro called out the intruder's name as they made eye contact, "Why did you come here!"

"Mr. Mao, Mao Li...!" Upon discovering that there was someone else in the room, Hirata Kazaki's heart rate increased. He staggered to his feet while holding on to the piano, and hurriedly backed away.

It's over, it happened to be at this time, and they happened to see him checking the piano!

Gritting his teeth, Hirata Kazaki glanced at the window he climbed in, and stepped back towards the window in a few steps.

Leave now and talk to the village chief about this!

Although the fact that he had tampered with the goods in private was exposed, it would cause some trouble and the village chief's censure, but compared with the fact that the matter was exposed to the eyes of outsiders, this was a small problem!

Hurry, if you go to find him now, it’s still too late—!

"Why did you come back here? What are you looking for?" Mouri Kogoro shouted, "Don't run!"

"Yeah-" After confirming that the person who ran in was a suspicious suspect and not a ghost in a ghost story, Mao Lilan quickly recovered. As she shouted, she rushed forward and kicked Hirata and Bright waist and abdomen.

Kazuaki Hirata, who could break out in a sweat even after running a few steps, was no match for Mao Lilan. He inevitably took one of her kicks, sprayed out a mouthful of foam, and hit the wall behind him hard. superior.

"Where are you going to run!" Although his expression was completely obscured after hitting the wall, Mao Lilan still came to him without relaxing, grabbed his arm and cut it behind him, pressing him down. On the ground, "Don't move!"

"What are you doing here?" Looking at Hirata Kazaki who couldn't move and even rolled his eyes a little, Mouri Kogoro's expression darkened.

Could the murderer be this man with a square face and an honest look?

"He was looking under the piano just now. Is there anything under the piano?" After clearly seeing Hirata and Akira's movements, Conan reminded loudly, "Uncle, look under the piano!"

The content of Joker's reply flashed through his mind.

Thinking of the piano, Keiji Aso's donation, drugs... some of the various methods of hiding drugs that he had heard of in order to conceal the truth, he felt a slight haze in his heart.

Hirata Kazuaki is the secretary of the current village chief Kuroiwa Tatsuji. So how likely is it that the village chief is completely unaware of this matter?

After recalling his move through the window, Mouri Kogoro agreed with Conan's statement, so he followed the direction Hirata and Akira squatted down before, stretched out his hand to touch the legs of the piano, and then began to touch the bottom of the grand piano inch by inch.

Seeing his actions, Hirata's pupils shrank, and regardless of the severe pain in his body, he struggled under Mao Lilan's hand with all his strength.

"There are hidden compartments." His fingertips touched a loose wooden board. Mouri Kogoro immediately explained aloud. He squatted down to observe and rub it. Soon, he slowly moved the moving wooden board away, revealing the mezzanine at the bottom.

A bag of powdery white stuff fell to the ground the moment he pushed the board away.

Mouri Kogoro, who has many years of experience as a criminal police officer, only needed one glance to vaguely understand what was going on. His face showed a mixture of anger, disgust and vigilance, and he stared at Maori Lan, who was twisting like a dying fish under the pressure of Maori Lan. Hirata Kazuaki immediately took out his mobile phone.

"Hey, Megure." In a tone of contact with old colleagues, Mouri Kogoro immediately dialed Megure Thirteen's phone number, "Do you know Moon Shadow Island? There is a big problem and we need support."

It’s over!

Several large blood-red characters flashed in his mind, and the panting Hirata Kazaki gave up struggling, panting heavily, and stared blankly at the corner in front of him.

From his angle, he could vaguely see the hideous and terrifying expression of Hideo Kawashima who had been dead for a long time under the white cloth.

That dead-eyed, painful and weird look seemed to foreshadow his end.

"Click——"

There was a gentle sound from the door in the direction of the corridor.

Mouri Kogoro took an attack stance, turned around suddenly in alertness, and saw Asai Narumi's blank expression.

"What's wrong, everyone, what happened?" She raised her hand and gestured to the rice balls and mineral water she was holding. "I heard from Mr. Police that you are staying here overnight and wanted to give you something. Come here...Mr. Hirata, what is this?"

With a smile on his face, he lowered his gaze and looked down at Hirata Kazuaki, who had given up his futile struggle, his expression frightened and desperate, his lips trembling as he looked at Kawashima Hideo's body.

Yes, it’s this expression, this look of being cornered and unable to struggle...

He laughed in his heart and tilted his head with an innocent look on his face.

"Did something bad happen?" His eyes naturally moved to the flour-like thing in Mouri Kogoro's hand, "Is this...?"

Will the source of all evil, the thing that breeds countless hatred and ugliness, finally be exposed to the sun?

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"Mr. Nishimoto, Mr. Nishimoto——"

"Nishimoto—where are you—"

Hearing a series of calls from behind, Ken Nishimoto's expression became more and more frightened, and he tried his best to huddle deeper into the trees.

What to do, what to do? !

Keiji Aso is not dead yet, he must not be dead yet... No, not necessarily, maybe he is really dead, just like those people said, he became a ghost, and he is chasing behind him...

No, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die yet——

"Ken Nishimoto, Mr. Nishimoto! Here!" His intermittent sobs attracted the attention of the seeker, and the light of the torch moved over, illuminating his face hidden among the leaves.

"What's wrong with you? What were you running for just now?" Murasawa, who was called out by the police for help, took a breath on Monday and stretched out his hand toward him, "Come on, come out first..."

"Don't come over, don't come close!" Seeing his palm, Nishimoto Ken let out another frantic cry, "The ghost is coming, the ghost is coming, the ghost is coming again!"

"Ghost, what the hell, you are too scared because of Mr. Kawashima's death..."

"Didn't you hear?!" Nishimoto Ken suddenly stood up from the bushes and rushed forward from his hiding place, grabbing Murasawa's shoulders tightly, ""Moonlight" is "Moonlight Sonata"! The second Movement of the Moonlight Sonata!”

"What's "Moonlight"?" Murasawa hissed and freed himself from his hand, which was painful when he grabbed him with uncontrollable strength. "There's only the sound of the waves and the chirping of cicadas?"

"Can't you hear me?!"

"What did you hear..."

The confusion on Murasawa's face on Monday made Nishimoto Ken's fear deepen again.

He raised his head and saw a full full moon in the sky, its cold moonlight casting on him.

"The night of the full moon, today is also the memorial day of Keiji Aso..." He muttered in a vague accent, thinking of the missing stack of music scores, Nishimoto Ken's legs trembled, "He came to see me, He came to see me—!”

"Mr. Nishimoto——"

"Nishimoto is here, great, he's fine!"

More volunteers helping to find people were attracted by the movement here and came closer.

"Keiji Aso is here!" Hearing the increasingly brisk and beautiful melody in his ears, Ken Nishimoto burst out with a scream, "He's coming to me, he's coming to me--!"

Ignoring the crowd's calls and obstruction, he turned around and ran towards the highest point on the island.

Go over there, that’s where Keiji Aso died twelve years ago!

Only there, it is possible to get rid of Keiji Aso!

"Hey, Nishimoto——"

After chasing Nishimoto who was running wildly for exercise, a group of people from the island looked at each other for a moment, and then they could only follow them resignedly.

There has already been a murder tonight, so don’t scare another one to death...

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"What's going on over there?" Mao Lilan, who was standing against the wall and keeping vigil in rotation, heard some noisy sounds in the quiet night and glanced out the window.

"It seems that the islanders are gathering together..." Asai Narumi took a few steps closer and looked out the window, "Over there is the highest mountain on the island, which is the villa area where Mr. Kawashima and the others live... What happened What's the trouble?"

Even at such a long distance, the sparsely connected torches were very conspicuous in the night.

"Be careful." The alert level for this small island has never been higher. Mouri Kogoro reminded him immediately, "Don't attract their attention."

God knows what monsters and monsters there are on this island.

Safety first, spend the night, it's almost time for the Metropolitan Police to arrive.

"Then, is there someone?" Conan squinted his eyes to observe the top of the mountain, and saw a light spot appearing on the highest point of the cliff. "Is there someone standing on the edge of the cliff?"

"It seems..." Mao Lilan frowned, "It's dangerous to stand so close..."

"Yeah, it's very dangerous..." Pressing his hands on the glass, Asai Narumi's eyes widened, watching this scene with an almost greedy look.

Of course he knew who it was, of course he knew where it was...

The shrill screams, like Zigui's night cries, were carried by the sea breeze from the top of the cliff to his ears.

The next moment, Nishimoto Ken, whose whole body was ignited, jumped from the top of the cliff, like a meteor piercing the night, the red fire streaked across the sky, and fell heavily into the rugged reef beach below the cliff.

"Ah -" Mao Lilan screamed when she saw this scene and quickly covered her mouth.

"Someone committed suicide by jumping off a cliff?" Mouri Kogoro, who also witnessed this scene, was completely sleepless. He glanced at Hirata Kazuaki who was tied into a rice dumpling and leaning aside, and then he came to the window and took a look, "At this height, it must be It’s hopeless…”

"And his whole body is on fire." Conan added, "I just don't know who it is..."

Soon, the answer came to their ears with screams and exclamations from the cliff.

"I seem to have heard words like 'Nishimoto', 'Nishimoto Ken' and the like..." Naomi Asai said slowly as if she was listening attentively, as if she was trying to distinguish the cluttered sounds.

"Ken Nishimoto, that crazy guy?" Mouri Kogoro touched his chin and grunted, "That's not surprising..."

Hirata Kazuaki, who was gagged and tied there, his eyes moved wildly, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Ken Nishimoto, Ken Nishimoto jumped off the cliff with his whole body on fire.

On the top of the cliff, isn't that the former site of the Aso family's house? !

Then, doesn’t that mean...

Asai Narumi turned his head and glanced at Hirata Kazaki, whose face had completely faded the color. He leaned against the window glass and suppressed the tendency of the corners of his mouth to continue to rise.

It's a pity that the place where Nishimoto Ken died is not so suitable, otherwise...

Just as I was thinking about this, a string of sweet piano music followed the sound of the waves under the cliff and sounded faintly in the moonlit night.

"The second movement of "Moonlight Sonata"." Conan reacted immediately, holding the window sill solemnly and looking in the direction of the cliff. "Maybe someone put a tape recorder or a speaker under the cliff..."

So, was Ken Nishimoto’s suicide an arrangement arranged by the murderer?

But looking at the movements on the island, Nishimoto Ken seems to have made a crazy move of jumping off a cliff...

Why on earth was the murderer so confident that Ken Nishimoto would fall to his death there? Is this also a design and planning?

At this time, making such urgent and hasty arrangements, but still taking into account the effect you want to achieve, you are indeed an excellent collaborator, joker, he really didn't lie.

""Moonlight"..." Asai Narumi seemed to be sighing, mumbling in a sleepy voice.

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