Conan: I want to grow up with Ai after becoming smaller

"Ah Qiu~"

"You hadn't recovered from your cold yet, but you insisted on coming with me."

A few days later, on a passenger ship, Conan said with a headache, his eyes full of resentment.

Lin Yuan's cold has not gotten better these days, but has become more and more serious.

After Xiaolan found out, she wanted to send Lin Yuan to the hospital, but Lin Yuan strongly refused.

Finally, Xiaolan said that she could either go to the hospital or stay in the Maori Detective Agency.

After scrapping a table, Lin Yuan decisively chose the latter.

In this way, Hayashihara not only moved into the Mouri Detective Agency, but also moved directly into Mouri Ran's room and was taken care of by Ran personally.

Conan now looks like he is soaked in a vinegar jar, and his words are full of sourness. This is a treatment he has never had before.

Lin Yuan ignored Conan and looked into the distance, his eyes becoming wise.

Because it is foggy now, I can't see anything clearly.

Just like his memory, although vague, that person is definitely there!

"You haven't recovered from your cold yet. What if the sea breeze makes your cold even worse?"

Xiaolan appeared behind Lin Yuan and carried him into the cabin.

"Sister Xiaolan, why do you care about me so much?"

Mao Lilan was slightly stunned, then said: "Don't change the subject, didn't we agree that you can't run around when I bring you out? You have to be obedient. If..."

Lin Yuan began to get used to these long-winded words...

As for the destination of this passenger ship, it is Tsukikage Island, the place where Conan left regrets, and also the place where Lin Yuan thinks he can find the answer.

……

As soon as they arrived at Moon Shadow Island, they went directly to the village office.

The village office registers all residents’ information and can help find the client directly.

"Aso Keiji..."

The staff repeatedly flipped through the roster and said, "I can't find this name!"

Uncle Maori took out the letter of authorization, showed it to the staff, and begged, "Please take a closer look, this is his letter."

The staff member was a little embarrassed. "There is no information about this person in the resident list. I just arrived on this island and I don't know much about him."

The director noticed something was wrong and came over to ask, "What happened?"

The staff member quickly said truthfully: "So, sir, he came to this island on the request of a resident named Keiji Aso."

"What, is it Keiji Aso?"

The director was so frightened that he screamed immediately. The people around him also heard the name and started whispering.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, Aso Keiji died more than ten years ago!"

The director then talked about Keiji Aso's past.

"It is said that twelve years ago, Keiji Aso killed his wife and daughter with a knife, and then set the house on fire. In the blazing flames, he frantically played Beethoven's piano piece "Moonlight" as if he was cursed."

……

There was no useful information, and Uncle Maori became more and more annoyed as he looked at the letter of commission.

"What kind of curse is that? It must be a prank!"

After saying that, he was about to tear up the letter of commission, but was stopped by Conan.

"That's not necessarily the case, because the commission fee has been paid, and the postmark is also from Tsukikage Island. He must be a friend of Aso Keiji, and he wants uncle to investigate his affairs!"

Uncle Maori held his chin and felt that there was some truth to it. After all, the money had already been collected, so he had to pretend to do it.

"Ah Qiu~"

Just then, Lin Yuan sneezed at an inopportune time.

"Really? Why did you bring this little encumbrance with you? Xiaolan, you should take him to the hotel to rest and stop disturbing me while I'm investigating the case."

After Uncle Maori finished speaking, he walked towards the community center. Conan looked around in confusion, and finally followed Uncle Maori.

"Okay, you can just rest here. Wait until dad and the others finish the case, and then we can go to the island to play together."

In the hotel, Mao Lilan brought a glass of warm water and then picked up a fruit knife to peel an apple.

"Sister Xiaolan, I can do it alone, you go to uncle's place to help!"

Lin Yuan was lying on the bed, looking at Xiaolan with an absent-minded look, and was really worried that she would hurt her hand.

Xiaolan shook her head and said, "No, you are sick now and need someone to take care of you."

Lin Yuan pulled up the quilt, leaving only a small head sticking out. "Sister Xiaolan, I'll just sleep here and won't go anywhere. I don't need anyone to take care of me."

Xiaolan hesitated for a long time, "Okay then, you must not run around."

She didn't say anything more after that. After all, she was really worried about Conan and the others.

A commission from a dead person is strange no matter how you think about it, and it is inevitable that something will happen again.

After Mao Li Ran left, Hayashihara began to take action. He remembered the original plot. The reason why Asai Narumi sent a letter of commission to Uncle Mao Li was that he hoped someone could stop him.

As for those murderers, don’t they have the same serious crime?

As soon as he stood up, Lin Yuan fell down weakly.

I just got caught in the wind on the sea and my cold has gotten worse. My whole body is sore and I don’t have any strength at all.

"It's that feeling of powerlessness again."

Lin Yuan looked at the ceiling, feeling a little sad.

Every night, he would think of that chatterbox uncle, and wondered if he had found a new job...

I also think of Director Ochiai. I heard that he died because he overdrew his body due to forcing himself to wear that heavy armor...

And Yoko Okino, have you stepped out of the shadows?

He always felt that there was an invisible big hand controlling everything.

Even if Lin Yuan participated and changed the plot, that big hand would steal his results and put everything back to the original direction.

This cold that has lasted for a week, is it the big hand that is preventing me from changing the situation?

"It would be nice if I had a golden finger... Never mind, at worst I can just knock Conan out tomorrow."

Shaking his head, Lin Yuan stopped thinking about these pessimistic things. His weak body made him fall asleep quickly.

A religious ceremony is being held at the community center.

Conan, who didn't believe in evil, played the piano that Keiji Aso played before his death, and was kicked out of the community center. Mouri Ran happened to be there, and the three of them could only stay at the door and wait for the ceremony to be over.

When the moon rose, the sound of piano came from the community center. It was Beethoven's "Moonlight".

Conan rushed into the community center and opened the piano room where the sound came from.

There was a figure lying on the piano. Uncle Maori performed a brief autopsy and announced Mr. Kawashima's death. He then asked Xiaolan to go and call the police.

"No one else is allowed to leave. Doctor Cheng Shi, please come and perform the autopsy."

Uncle Maori immediately issued instructions, looking quite impressive.

"It's a curse! It's the curse of the piano."

The secretary pointed at the piano that was making sounds even though no one was playing it and shouted.

Uncle Maori never believed in curses. He took out a tape recorder from under the piano and said, "The sound was made by the tape recorder. So, this is actually a murder case!"

"who are you?"

Hearing other people's questions, Uncle Maori straightened his collar and said, "I am the famous detective Maori Kogoro."

There was a sigh from the people around, but no one recognized him.

While Uncle Maori was showing off, Conan had already started looking for clues, and Dr. Cheng Shi also found out the cause of death.

"Mr. Kawashima should have drowned between thirty minutes and an hour ago. We need an autopsy to find out the details."

As soon as Asai Narumi finished speaking, Conan decided to stop pretending and started Kudo Shinichi mode.

"The jacket on the beach should belong to the deceased. There were dragging marks on the ground. There was sand on the deceased's back. The doors and windows were locked. There should be a few minutes of blank space on the videotape."

"The victim drowned at the beach first, and then was brought to this room by the murderer, who locked the doors and windows before leaving from the corridor, right, uncle?"

Seeing Conan pretending to be a child, Maori Kogoro was startled, and then a gleam of light flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he cooperated: "We have been staying at the entrance just now, so the murderer is among the people participating in this ritual."