There was an atmosphere of chaos in the crowd, and everyone was very hesitant. There were strange killings and bizarre deaths. It was as if a pair of bloody hands were slowly reaching out to everyone present.

In the crowd, someone asked: "Who are you?"

Kogoro straightened his clothes and said proudly: "I am a famous detective from Tokyo, Mouri Kogoro."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd began to discuss.

"Oh, that space pilot?"

"No, I remember he was someone from a detective novel."

"So who is he?"

When the scene changed, Conan and Kogoro were surveying the scene, while Yang Ming was leaning against the window to enjoy the sea view.

"What is brother Yang Ming thinking about?"

Conan ran to Yang Ming and asked. Yang Ming looked into the distance and said, "The coffee shop is recruiting workers, otherwise it will be too busy just relying on them."

Conan's mouth twitched and he asked curiously: "What does Brother Yang Ming think of this case? I just found traces of sea water on the ground. I suspect the murderer came in through this window."

Yang Ming held his chin with one hand and looked at Conan with interest. After Conan became smaller, although there were more and more cases and more and more people saw it, which satisfied Yang Ming's desire, it was very annoying that the main plot never came out.

Fortunately, everything has gone smoothly recently, so Yang Ming is in a very good mood.

"What do you think? I said I already know the whole story. Do you believe it?"

Conan looked at Yang Ming seriously and said firmly: "I believe it."

Conan has been impressed by Yang Ming's observation skills. Although he doesn't have a clue now, it doesn't mean that Yang Ming doesn't have any.

Yang Ming was also stunned, smiled and shook his head. At this time, Honesty, who had completed the autopsy, said: "It is estimated that the time of death was thirty minutes to an hour ago. The cause of death was suffocation."

"I think Mr. Kawashima was drowned in the sea."

Kogoro walked to the window and said calmly: "He was drowned."

Honesty added: "I can't be sure without an autopsy."

Conan agreed: "I think what the honest doctor said is correct. Look at the coat on the beach. It should be Mr. Kawashima's. In addition, there are drag marks from the door to here, and the sea water is left on the floor. "

"In addition, there is dirt and sand on Mr. Kawashima's back. It seems that the house is all locked. The recording on this recorder should be blank for a period of time."

Kogoro looked at Conan, his mouth twitched wildly, and murmured: "When did this guy come in?"

"Damn it!"

Kogoro punched Conan on the head, and Conan screamed in pain and ran away.

Yang Ming, who was watching from a distance, was shocked when he saw the big red bump appearing on Conan's head. If a child was hit by such a blow, it would be a mild concussion, but Conan only raised a bag, and it was still being eliminated at a speed visible to the naked eye. All I can say is that he is worthy of being a Shinigami primary school student.

"I would like to ask if anyone saw Mr. Kawashima leaving during the ceremony."

Kuroiwa, who is obese, said: "I have seen it, and I can confirm that Kawashima went to the toilet."

Kogoro covered his chin and said, "I see, has anyone seen any suspicious people leaving in the middle of the journey?"

Heiyan's son-in-law said from the side: "Who will remember this?"

"Then what would happen if Mr. Kawashima offended some people during his lifetime?"

Kuroiwa added: "I can't say I'm offended, but if Kawashima dies, the biggest beneficiary will be Shimizu."

Qing Shui was originally eating the melon, but she didn't expect the melon to fall on her. He hurriedly explained: "Please, it's as if you have no good intentions."

Heiyan's daughter retorted: "Yes, you are right. If someone didn't vote for himself, my father would have been the village chief long ago."

"what?"

Seeing that a quarrel was about to break out, Kogoro quickly stopped it.

"Okay, everyone, calm down."

Conan, whose scar had healed, asked doubtfully: "But why did the murderer move the deceased to this room?"

Kogoro approached the piano and said, "Maybe the murderer wants to put the blame on this piano. The cursed piano, by the way, since when has this piano been placed here?"

The secretary replied: "Fifteen years ago, when Mr. Aso returned to the island, the things he donated were placed here."

"Oh? It's Mr. Aso."

"Yes, his name is still engraved on the lid of the piano."

When Kogoro heard this, he lifted the cover of the piano. Suddenly a sheet of music appeared between the piano's cracks.

"Hey, there's actually a piece of music here? It wasn't there when I came to see it before."

Both Kuroiwa and Qingshui present looked unhappy, as if they had thought of something. A man with a raven haircut on the side was so frightened that he ran out of the room after seeing the music score.

Kogoro stared at the man's leaving back and asked, "Who was that gentleman just now?"

The secretary replied: "He is Mr. Nishimoto. He used to be very powerful. He invested a lot of money in wine, women, and gambling. But since the death of the previous village chief, he seems to be very afraid of something and rarely goes out. "

When Yang Ming heard this, he liked wine and women. Isn't that what he was talking about? As for gambling, including drugs, he would not touch such things.

"By the way, the village chief and he seem to have been childhood playmates, right?"

Heiyan said awkwardly: "It seems like this is correct."

At the door, Xiaolan pulled an old man who was over seventy years old and walked in.

Kogoro scolded: "Xiaolan, why did it take you so long to go to the police?"

"Because he is not in the police station, I am looking for him everywhere."

The old man who arrived here pulled up his hat and said to everyone: "By the way, who asked me to come here?"

The secretary introduced: "This is it, this is Mouri Kogoro."

The old police officer smiled and said: "Ah! It's the famous space pilot."

After some time, Kogoro saw that the time was very late, so he asked everyone to take a rest. Before leaving, the monk who presided over the ceremony said: "What murder? It is clearly Mr. Aso's soul that is causing trouble, Amitabha."

On the way back to the hotel, Yang Ming, Kogoro, Xiaolan, Conan, and Cheng Cheng were walking with them.

Honest looked at Conan and sighed: "Oh, this kid's reasoning is really amazing."

Xiaolan smiled and said, "This kid likes to imitate detectives the most."

Conan touched his head and said with a smile: "No, it's all brother Yang Ming's reasoning. I just said it. And brother Yang Ming knows who the murderer is."

When Kogoro heard this, he was surprised and said: "Does Yang Ming already know who the murderer is? Then why not testify on the spot? Let the murderer still be at large!"

Yang Ming thought to himself, grandma, Conan has tricked her.

"Don't listen to Conan's nonsense. Can you believe what a primary school student says?"

Kogoro's expression softened a little, and he was right, why did he believe what a primary school student said.

How can I stop, Conan dared to lie to me. After thinking about it, Kogoro punched Conan on the head again.

"Dad! If you hit Conan again, he will become stupid."

"Who dared him to lie to me?"

Conan held his head and asked himself, why do I always have tears in my eyes.

The honest but absent-minded man walking behind said in a low voice: "Does Mr. Yang Ming really know who the murderer is?"

Yang Ming was stunned, looked at the Maori family who were still fighting, and said with a smile: "Not only that, when I got the email, I knew someone would die tonight. And after seeing Honesty, I already knew Who is the murderer?"

"Then why didn't you stop him?"

"Because I also know that the murderer also has his own reasons. Besides, these people all deserve to die, right?"

Yang Ming held the back of his head with both hands and looked up at the stars. Cheng Cheng looked at Yang Ming's profile and had an unprecedented feeling that the man in front of him was really handsome.

Cheng Cheng smiled and said with a blush on his face: "Thank you, can I have your contact information?"

Yang Ming was stunned and shook his head.

Yang Ming looked at the Maori family who were a little far away and said loudly: "Detective Maori! Didn't the letter say that this is just the beginning? Maybe the murderer will continue to kill."

Upon hearing this, Kogoro took out the envelope and looked at it. Sure enough, judging from the above text, there is indeed a plan to continue killing people.

"I see. You guys should go back to the hotel first. I want to go back and take a look."

"Wait a minute, Dad!"

Conan covered his head and said, "How about we follow."

"You guys can go, I won't go. I'll find you again tomorrow morning."

"But the murderer will continue to kill people~"

After saying that, Yang Ming walked back to the hotel without any nostalgia.

Conan looked at Yang Ming's leaving figure with a look of despair. He clearly knew who the murderer was, and clearly knew that the murderer was still killing people. Instead of correcting him, Conan went to sleep?

Yang Ming yawned and looked at his phone. It was already past eleven o'clock, and he didn't want to sleep with a corpse.

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