Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

"That kind of place is really not suitable for sleeping." Conan sighed.

"Indeed." Xingchen replied. Although he had just gone to bed in the morning, he always felt that someone was watching him, like a thorn in his back.

"But there are still so many people to interrogate. How long do we have to wait?" Xingchen asked curiously.

Maori Kogoro happened to come over and heard what Xingchen said. He said, "There are thirty-eight people who came to participate in the ritual. Among them, Hirata Kazuaki has been arrested by the police, but there are still thirty-seven people. It won't end so easily."

The drugs in the piano were also taken away by Inspector Megure and his team. It seems that Hirata Kazuaki did not explain clearly that night - did he have an accomplice? All of this is unknown.

Xingchen suddenly thought of this. Although he remembered the memory of this episode, it was not completely correct.

It seems that Conan has not fully thought of this. Now Conan also thinks that he is the only one selling drugs. And the words in the music score when Mr. Kawashima was present, do you understand? The next one is you.

That meant there was another victim, but they had no idea who Mr. Kawashima was connected to.

Asai Narimi pointed at himself and asked, "Excuse me, what is my order?"

Maori Kogoro came closer and said, "Yes, although you are really tired, you are the last one."

When Asai Narimi heard this, he said that he would go wash his face before the interrogation.

He just walked in another direction, and when he reached a corner where no one could see him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The investigation is continuing.

Xingchen sat in the chair and thought about his previous memories. Perhaps the old man knew something, and Mr. Aso should have left some relics behind.

"I'm going to go out for a while and buy some food. Xiaolan, Conan, do you want any?"

Mao Lilan and Conan said no.

Xingchen went out to find the old policeman. Maybe a case would occur in this place later.

But it doesn't matter, as long as Conan is here. He has only one attitude towards drug dealers.

The death penalty was carried out immediately.

Unfortunately, after Xingchen's discussion with Conan last night, Conan said that under Neon's criminal law, drug trafficking cannot be punished by death, and the maximum penalty is ten years.

This is also the reason why Xingchen didn't want to stop him.

But he has already sent a warning letter, hoping that someone can stop him from committing crimes.

Xingchen fulfilled his wish and did everything possible to stop him.

There is not enough evidence now, so we can only let the next person who deserves to die be blamed.

"Mr. Policeman." Xingchen found the old policeman in the police station.

Now the old policeman is lying down and drinking tea. After all, at his age, what's the point of struggling? It's better to retire on this island.

"What's the matter, little friend?" said the old policeman as he put down the thermos.

"It's like this, Uncle Kogoro. He asked me to come over and ask if Mr. Aso left any relics or something like that." Xingchen said with his hands in his pockets.

"That's how it is." The old policeman raised his glasses and recalled what happened before.

Fifteen minutes later.

Xingchen sat on the small bench next to him, waiting idly.

"I remember now." The old policeman pounded his fists and shouted.

"What is it?" Xingchen asked.

"Everything was burned at that time, leaving only the music scores in the fireproof safe," said the old policeman.

"Put it there." Xingchen said happily.

"Inside the warehouse of the community center." The old man said, pointing in the direction of the community center.

"Then let's go." Xingchen was about to jump off the chair, but the old man's next words made him sit back down.

"Wait a minute, let me find the key first." The old policeman began to look for the key.

Just one hour later.

"Finally found it!" said the old policeman, holding the key he had found from somewhere.

"Finally found it..." Xingchen said helplessly, slapping his hand on his forehead. It was already dark.

On the road.

"By the way, police officer, did Mr. Aso really set fire to his family?" Xingchen asked curiously.

"Oh, because there were four eyewitnesses at the scene, namely the former village chief, Mr. Kameyama, and the village chief Kuroiwa, Mr. Nishimoto, and Mr. Kawashima." The old policeman recalled.

"What's the relationship between these four and Mr. Aso?" Xingchen said, if he guessed correctly, Mr. Kawashima and Mr. Kameyama were already dead.

Now the only one left is Kuroiwa village chief, Mr. Nishimoto. The next one will be either Kuroiwa or Nishimoto.

"The five of them grew up together."

After recalling the content of this episode, I added the clues given by the old policeman just now.

Xingchen suddenly realized that he already knew the whole story.

"Detective, do you have anything else to ask?" said the old policeman.

"No more." Xingchen shook his head and replied.

The two of them arrived at the entrance of the Civic Center. The old policeman slowly opened the warehouse door. Xingchen couldn't help but urged him, "Hurry up and open the warehouse!"

"It's almost there, don't rush it." The old policeman answered slowly.

The door finally opened.

Xingchen walked in first, followed by the old policeman.

"Let me think where I put it." The old policeman was looking for the music score.

Time passed little by little.

Xingchen found a pre-prepared tape recorder in the warehouse.

It looks like he wants to carry out a third incident in this warehouse.

Ok?

Xingchen heard the door open and looked inside. It was the man named Murasawa Shinichi who walked in.

"Oh, grandpa, you are here. What are you doing?" Cun Zezhen was a little surprised when he saw Xingchen and the old policeman here.

"Zhenyi, it's you. That Mori Kogoro asked this kid to come here to look for Mr. Aso's belongings." The old policeman looked up at him and said.

"Oh." Murasawa Zhen nodded.

"Big brother, what are you doing here?" Xingchen asked curiously. It seemed that the interrogation was over.

"Shh, keep your voice down." Murazawa Zhenyi took off his glasses, glanced at the old grandfather who was still looking for something, and the policeman squatted down and hushed.

"I came to this island because I admired Mr. Aso's piano skills, but unfortunately, Mr. Aso has passed away."

"They all said it was a cursed piano, and I didn't dare come here to tune it in broad daylight, for fear that they would say I was cursed or something."

"I felt it was a pity to leave the piano he donated here. I thought it would be useful sooner or later, so I came to tune the piano."

"Remember to keep it a secret, kid." Murasawa Zhen said with a blink of his eyes.

"Yeah." Xingchen nodded and said, the longing look on his face didn't seem like a lie, but more like what he felt in his heart.