The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"The cursed piano... this is the curse of the piano!" Following Mao Lilan, Hirata also shouted loudly, "This must be because our rituals were not done properly. This is the ghost of the former village chief! "

The ritual ceremony in the venue was only halfway through. After his words were exaggerated, the crowd crowded in the corridor began to commotion again.

"What a curse, don't talk nonsense!" Mouri Kogoro scolded, looked at the automatic piano, thought for a while, reached out and lifted the cover behind the grand piano.

As he moved, the mechanical structure installed inside the piano was suddenly exposed.

A machine that looked like a music box was exposed to everyone's eyes.

"This is an automatic piano player..." Conan stood on the edge of the piano and stood on tiptoe to look inside. He quickly came up with the answer, "It is a mechanical device similar in principle to a music box. It uses holes punched in the paper tape. , activate the wooden hammer structure below through this hole, and hit the key structure from the inside to achieve the effect of automatically playing the piano..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and turned off the wheel that was automatically rotating and playing the punched paper tape a little bit. Sure enough, the piano that was automatically playing "Moonlight" immediately fell silent.

"It seems that Mr. Kawashima's death was indeed man-made." Kogoro Mouri pointed to the complex structure inside the piano, "Such a thing must not have been installed by a ghost, right?"

"Are you saying this is a murder?"

"That's right, and the murderer took advantage of today's special opportunity to connect Mr. Kawashima's death with the death of the village chief two years ago, and to blur our sight." Mouri Kogoro pointed to Kawashima on the ground. The corpse in a horrible state of death said firmly.

"You, what are you talking about for so long, who are you?" The village chief's son-in-law, who always wore sunglasses, looked at Mouri Kogoro's face and curled his lips in displeasure.

"Me?" Mouri Kogoro put one hand in his pocket, leaned on the piano behind him, and made a decent posture, "I am the famous detective from Tokyo, Moori Kogoro!"

"Maoli?" an old man said in confusion, "Are there any famous people named Maoli? Oh, I do know an astronaut with this name..."

"Old man, this is the protagonist of a detective novel——"

"No, no, that protagonist's name is Akechi Kogoro..."

"You..." Mori Kogoro, who couldn't lift his breath, his shoulders slumped again, and said angrily, "Don't you even buy newspapers in Tokyo?"

While wrangling over Mori Kogoro's identity, Conan, who was silently checking the scene, noticed the unnatural expressions of several people at the scene.

For example, Secretary Hirata, who had been emphasizing the curse of the piano before, was in a state of sweating like pulp again...

And that guy with an incredibly long face, his complexion changes so exaggeratedly, with such a long face and a big mouth, he looks a bit like that, that Easter Island stone statue.It's so scary, I can't let Xiaolan notice him.

Withdrawing his gaze from observing the crowd, he continued to squat on the ground inch by inch, inspecting other traces of the scene, and his eyes soon fell on the automatic player installed inside the piano.

A glimmer of light flashed quickly in his eyes.

Yes, the person who arranged this mechanism... specially adjusted the piano!

When they broke into the house in the afternoon, he rolled over the piano keys twice.

Although he sang really out of tune, he had great trust in his ears.

When he came across the piano in the afternoon, it was still out of tune, and it was impossible to play such an accurate and beautiful "Moonlight" smoothly.

In addition, the arranger can definitely play the piano.

Different from the accurate picking teeth of the music box, playing the piano requires a lot of skill, and it is difficult to reproduce the rhythm changes and priorities in human performance when playing with an automatic player; using this kind of paper In order to replay the tape, there must be a "master tape", that is to say, someone must have played the piece on the piano first, leaving a punched recording on the tape...

But if someone had adjusted the piano during this time, why didn't they hear the sound at all in the hallway?

Conan thought quickly, his eyes always falling on the piano without wavering.

The meaning of that letter is now very clear——

"The shadow disappears" actually means "the light shines down", which refers to the "Moonlight Sonata" that connects the pianist's self-immolation twelve years ago and the village chief's death two years ago.

That letter was a clear warning that a murder was about to happen!

Thinking of those enchanting sweet flowers and a green flower field that I saw with my own eyes, the pianist who mysteriously committed suicide after returning home, the former village head who died suddenly...

Conan turned his head and looked out through the large window of the piano room at the shimmering and quiet sea.

The moon has risen.

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"What?! Natural death?!" Mouri Kogoro's voice was very unbelievable, "His state doesn't look like natural death at all!"

"I'm sorry..." Asai Narumi lowered her hands and smiled awkwardly, "I found no obvious trauma on him, and no common poison reactions, but there were some signs of organ failure - of course, nature It’s all strange, and it might be some poison that I don’t understand or haven’t seen before. I can’t give an accurate conclusion on the cause of death for the time being..."

"Is it a rare poison?" Mouri Kogoro crossed his arms and said with a serious face, "Then I have to ask the forensic doctor in Tokyo to find out..."

"I also think this would be more appropriate." Asai Chengmi waved her hand hurriedly, "Forensic doctor, I am an amateur and cannot be part-time. On such professional issues, it is better to let more professional people do it."

"That's right." Mouri Kogoro sighed, "With so many carefully arranged scenes, I still tend to think this is a murder case..."

Asai Naomi nodded affirmatively and pushed the cuff button deeper into the sleeve.

As long as the Phantom Thief of Hearts didn't lie to him, there would be no problem even if the body was handed over to other forensic doctors, or even if the entire case was handed over to the Tokyo police.

This is a "perfect crime" that cannot be solved by current technical means...Joker told him so, and also showed him the scene in Kawashima Palace.

Such an exaggerated and unrealistic scene was definitely not my imagination; and the "murder scene" I had arranged by myself seemed to have worked after I pressed the button.

They had no reason to lie to him.

Looking up at the trapped detective, Asai Narumi smoothed her hair on her temples and showed a smile as quiet as the moonlight.

As of now, he has no idea of ​​evading sanctions. After all, he has made the decision from the beginning to die with these huge darkness.

He has already made arrangements and said goodbye to his adoptive parents, and all the posthumous matters that need to be arranged have been dealt with in advance. The only way forward is left for him.

The only thing he needs to do now is to complete the "Ghost's Revenge" on behalf of his father at the appropriate time. As for whether he will be discovered after completion, and whether he can restore his identity, these are unimportant things.

"This piano was donated to the community by Mr. Keiji Aso fifteen years ago. It has been placed here since it was received." Hirata Kazaki wiped the sweat from his head and replied with a smile, "We won't Someone moved it casually, and there are no other similar pianos on the island, so no one can change it casually."

"Yes, look at the piano cover, there is his signature on it." Kuroiwa Tatsuji pointed to the piano behind them indifferently.

Mouri Kogoro raised his eyebrows and closed the piano lid as instructed.

Before he noticed Keiji Aso's signature, a piece of sheet music was floating in the air, slipped out from the gap between the box cover and the piano, and slowly floated to the ground.

"Is this music score? When?" Mao Lilan, who was very close, subconsciously reached for it.

"Stop, don't touch!" Mouri Kogoro shouted, "The deceased was probably poisoned. Don't touch anything at the scene before putting on your gloves!"

"Ah, okay..." Mao Lilan trembled, retracted her hand, and watched it fall to the ground.

Seeing the paper full of musical notes falling flat on the ground, Conan lowered his eyes to observe carefully, froze for a moment, and soon widened his eyes.

This simple drawing... isn't this... the logo of the Phantom Thieves of Heart? !

I owe too much, but after the last three updates, Junding really couldn’t climb anymore, so——

Let's discuss it. Starting tonight, I will post a big chapter with 5k words, and then I will post one chapter at 11 o'clock in the evening and one chapter in the morning. In this way, I will try to make thousands of posts per day. I will add an update every 2k words. OK.