Conan Moslin

When the police officer pushed up his glasses and tried to get a closer look, Kuroba Kuriyasu said to him, "We are here on behalf of the relatives of Mr. Keiji Aso who passed away twelve years ago. We would like to ask you about Mr. Aso's resting place."

"Aso... Mr. Keiji Aso's relatives?" The police officer was a little stunned.

Aso... He hadn't heard of this last name for a long time.

On a full moon night twelve years ago, the famous pianist Keiji Aso returned to his hometown and held a high-level concert at the community center.

That night, he and his family locked themselves in the house. He killed his wife and four-year-old daughter with a knife, and then continued to play "Moonlight" in the raging flames until the fire engulfed his entire home.

Most people on Yueying Island know about the death of Mr. Keiji Aso and his wife and daughter, and the curse legend they left behind, but except for some elderly people, not many people know that he still has a relative alive. This somewhat elderly police officer is one of the few.

"I wonder what the relationship is between the two ladies and the deceased Mr. Aso's relative?" the police officer asked with concern, "Is he okay now?"

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Soragi Yuko felt a little confused, but Kurian did not correct this, but said: "Aso is our colleague and good friend. He came to the island this time for the investment work here, and Aso was delayed by other urgent matters."

Yuko asked, "Please tell us where Mr. Aso Keiji is buried. He will come to pay his respects in person when he has time."

The officer gave them the address.

The two thanked him respectfully and left.

Looking at the backs of the two people, the police officer patted his head and said, "Wait...did I forget something?"

Soon, several more people came over and asked the police officer what the two girls had asked.

When they heard that the company represented by these two people came to invest because of a person with the surname Aso, their faces changed drastically.

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It was already late at night and the breeze was cool.

There were no pedestrians on the street, the lights in all the residences had been turned off, the singing of birds had gradually died down, and only the lights in the clinic were on, somewhat abruptly.

At night, there was a knock on the door of the Moon Shadow Island Clinic.

Although the knock on the door was not urgent or weak, Dr. Asai was still afraid that a patient with an emergency or feeling unwell might come over. He put down the book in his hand, quickly put on his white coat and walked out. Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, he saw a handsome young man holding a file bag in his hand and smiling at him shyly.

"Hello, may I ask what I can do for you?" Dr. Asai looked at this seemingly shy man and asked softly.

Looking at the slender figure in front of him and listening to his almost flawless voice, Hou Lian, or Li An, had to admit that he was very well disguised.

Hou Lian followed him into the clinic. Unlike his shy appearance, his voice was clear, bright and somewhat special.

However, Dr. Asai did not pay attention to this peculiar-sounding voice, because when this person walked in, he called out the name that he had kept in his heart for twelve years.

"Mr. Asao, nice to meet you." Hou Lian said with a smile, "I have brought the information Mr. Asao wanted."

Dr. Asai was shocked because this person called out his real name, but at the same time he was still a little confused.

He never delegated to anyone else.

"Sir, you must have recognized the wrong person. I am a woman, and my name is Asai Shigemi."

The pronunciation of Seongsil as a male name and Seongsil as a female name is different.

"But this information is specifically sold to Mr. Aso, and..." Hou Lian showed his surprise appropriately. He raised his hand to look at the information in his hand, then looked Dr. Asai up and down and said affirmatively: "Mr. Aso is a gentleman, not a lady. I can be sure of this."

"I said... I'm not Aso..." Dr. Asai was helpless.

Dr. Asai was speechless. He denied it again and again, but this man insisted on calling him Mr. Aso. What could he do?

But he wouldn't want to admit it until he had completed his idea.

He gave no evidence.

"Mr. Aso, are you really not going to take a look at this information? This information is about the crime of four people including Kuroiwa Village Chief who conspired to kill Mr. Aso's father, Mr. Aso Keiji, twelve years ago." Hou Lian said seriously, "The person who asked me to send the information said that this is enough evidence to send them to prison."

"Also, according to the information, Mr. Aso still has blood relatives alive."

The statute of limitations for murder is fifteen years.

If Masanobu was willing to admit his identity and accept the information, he would be able to immediately start sending all of them to prison.

But what's the use?

His parents and sister...will never come back.

Among these people, except for the former village chief Kameyama Isamu who died of a heart attack two years ago, the rest of them still have a chance to survive even if they go to prison!

In fact, thinking of this, Dr. Asai was somewhat fortunate that this "information" that came from nowhere was not sent to the police station. He had the opportunity to find out the truth personally and avenge his parents and sister with his own hands.

This is what Aso Keiji's relatives should do.

After this... he can rest assured.

This was the thought that Asai had when he first heard the content of the information.

But wait...he just said that Aso still has relatives alive?

Doctor Asai looked up at Hou Lian in shock, his throat a little hoarse: "You mean, Mr. Aso still has relatives alive?"

But...but his parents and sister...didn't they all die? Apart from his adoptive parents, he had no other relatives.

How come there are still relatives alive?

Don't you have a good reason to lie?

As if seeing through his thoughts, Hou Lian smiled and said, "I won't lie. This won't do any good to our reputation."

He casually pulled out a photo from the file.

You can't trust a magician's "random moves" because they obviously don't count.

This is a photo taken in a game hall. The light is dim, but you can clearly see that there are several girls.

The game hall was obviously mostly populated by boys, so they seemed out of place there.

A girl about ten years old with a high ponytail was playing games happily. An older guy next to her was eager to try and almost wanted to grab the joystick, but the other one was looking towards the camera.

Those eyes seemed to be able to speak, showing a genuine smile and a bit of playfulness.

I saw you taking a sneak shot~

If she was talking, that must be what she meant.

Asai Narimi's eyes were fixed on the profile of the young girl. He couldn't help but reach out to take the photo, but as soon as he raised his hand, the photo disappeared as if by magic.