Conan's Strongest Uncle

After the rehearsal, everyone returned to their respective lounges.

But Qiu Ting Lianzi walked over to Mouri Kogoro and looked at him with a smiling face: "How is it?"

"You sing like the sound of nature, but Miss Ziyin also impressed me. You can pull it so well in just three days."

"That's right, she has been asking for advice at Zuozi's house for the past three days."

Mouri Kogoro continued, "But there's a note in that organ that doesn't sound right."

Qiu Ting Lianzi nodded in agreement: "You heard it too, the sound seems to be a little low, let's go, let's go up and have a look."

After saying that, Qiu Ting Lianzi took Mouri Kogoro's hand and walked up.

...

Qiu Ting Lianzi sat in front of the pipe organ, pulled several pegs, and then pressed the keys.

"It's just this note, it's much lower than usual, but Mr. Tomoto just pulled a few strings, and I don't know where the problem is."

Mouri Kogoro said, "There should be a problem with the short whistle."

Qiu Ting Lianzi immediately pushed the rest of the piano keys in, leaving only the short whistle keys, and when he pressed the keys, it really did.

"Kogoro, I didn't expect your hearing to be more accurate than mine. This one has to be tuned back before the show, but Mr. Murat didn't arrive, eh?"

Qiu Ting Lianzi looked distressed, and finally decided to tell Tang Ben Yiwei first.

The two of them soon came to the lounge where Domoto Yiwai was, but they knocked on the door for a long time, but got no answer at all.

Qiu Ting Lianzi immediately said: "If the teacher is not there, it should be by the lake behind the concert hall. He usually adjusts his mood there."

Mouri Kogoro took Qiuting Lianzi's hand to the lakeside behind the concert hall.

"It's not even here." Qiu Ting Lianzi's face was also distressed.

However, Mouri Kogoro had a smile on his face, and he felt an old guy behind him with a wrench approaching cautiously.

With a whistling sound, the wrench hit the back of Mouri Kogoro's head.

When Qiu Ting Lianzi saw it, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Kogoro, be careful."

This wrench wants to hit Mouri Kogoro, but it is delusional. Even if it hits, with the strength of this old guy's old age, it can't hurt Mouri Kogoro at all.

Mouri Kogoro turned around lightly, and the music and artisan wielding the weapon appeared in front of him.

He grabbed the wrench with one hand and kicked it out, hitting Puhe Jiang's abdomen, Puhe Jiang immediately fell to his knees and spit out acid water.

"Mr. Puhe, why are you attacking us? Could it be that you are responsible for the recent cases!" Qiu Ting Lianzi looked in disbelief.

The spectrum and the craftsman are still spitting out sour water, and there is no way to answer.

Mouri Kogoro explained: "Hikaru Soma is his biological son, so he created so many cases and used the flute as a murder signal to commemorate his dead son, the flutist Hikaru Soma."

"In that case, is he the one who sent the killer to kill us before? Then why did he kill us?" Qiu Ting Lianzi frowned and questioned Pu and Jiang.

Mouri Kogoro went on to explain: "Naturally, he was afraid of what happened just now. He was afraid that Miss Reiko, who has an absolute sense of sound, could hear the abnormality in the short whistle, so he didn't dare to let us appear in the concert hall."

"However, the one who sent the killer to kill us is not him, Mr. Puhe. If you confess your accomplices now, you may get a lenient treatment."

Hearing this, Pu He Jiang, who had always looked calm, couldn't hold his composure anymore, and retorted in panic: "Associate, where do I have associates, I did all this myself. Detective Mouri, what are you talking about?"

Mouri Kogoro sneered: "You did it yourself, you are amazing, a tuner has a way to get so many bombs!"

"Bomb? Kogoro, please clarify."

Mouri Kogoro said: "There should be a bomb sensor in the short whistle, so I'm afraid that you will hear the abnormality and take the sensor out. As for the bomb, it should be buried in the eighteen load-bearing pillars of the concert hall. middle."

"He just hoped that in the sound of music, he would let Domoto Yiwei play the music himself, and bury everyone in the concert hall, in order to retaliate against Domoto Yiwei."

"What a boring plan. If you want to kill people, kill people. Isn't it funny to do so many formal things? You won't go to the black market to get a pistol and give Tang Ben a shot, won't it be over!"

"You!" Pu He Jiang glared angrily, he felt that these words completely defiled himself.

Pu He Jiang wiped the sour water from his mouth and said, "You don't know where the dignity of an artist is at all. Under the attention of everyone, the soul returns to the kingdom of heaven in the sound of music. This is the destination of Tang Ben Yiwei. I hate..."

Before Pu and Tsang could finish speaking, Mouri Kogoro slapped his face with a whip, and the leather shoe slapped his face hard, pulling out a red mark.

His face turned blue and purple in an instant, his hands were covering the red mark, his old eyes were full of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe Mouri Kogoro would hit him.

A disdainful smile appeared on Mouri Kogoro's face: "Old man, don't call yourself an artist, you are at most the dignity of a murderer."

"For the sake of your son, you took anger at those innocent friends who were with your son. What did they do wrong was just because they happened to form a band with your son and drink together while traveling."

"Your son stepped on the air and fell to his death, and you killed all these people and called it revenge."

"Now, it is said that it is the dignity of an artist, and it is said that it is going to kill Tang Ben, but in fact, it wants to blow up thousands of audiences in the entire concert hall."

"What kind of hatred do these audiences have with you? An old man like you dares to call himself an artist. I have never seen a shameless guy like you."

"Have you ever seen any artist who can kill, and kill thousands of people like a butcher?"

Mouri Kogoro became more and more angry, and then kicked the other side of the face of Pu and Takumi again, and another red mark appeared.

The spectrum and the craftsman seemed to be unbearable and rushed towards the lake.

But the old guy was not thinking about throwing into the river, but jumping on the white boat that had been prepared for a long time and leaving.

Originally, he just wanted to knock out Mouri Kogoro and Qiu Ting Reiko, and then throw them on the boat to let them go down the river, but now it has become his own escape tool.

It's just that the old and debilitated spectrum and craftsman want to escape from Mouri Kogoro's eyes, which is completely impossible.

Mouri Kogoro just threw one more kick and hit the score and Takumi's neck, and he collapsed to the ground.