Conan: Life between Green Plum and Skyfall

The room was not big, and there was nothing in it except a piano, so the two of them quickly checked the room.

"Strange? Why didn't you find the secret compartment? Maori, how was your inspection? Are there any clues behind that door?"

After a rough search, Inspector Megure found nothing and frowned, asking Mori on the other side.

"No, I didn't find any clues here!"

Kogoro Mouri was also puzzled. Hirata Kazuaki had insisted they stay put and even told them a ghost story to prevent them from entering this room. This meant it must be hiding some secret! But why hadn't they found anything?

Looking at the expressions of the two, Conan was really speechless:

"No, big brother, if you two want to search the room, go ahead. But, you've already checked the walls and floor, so why did you overlook the piano, the most obvious and prominent piece of furniture in the room? Is this the so-called 'darkness beneath the lamp'?"

Seeing his two teammates still trying to figure out if they had missed any corner of the room, and even starting to wonder if the secret room was hidden in the ceiling, Conan sighed helplessly:

"Uncle, could it be that the ghost story the secretary told was made up by him? After all, wouldn't it be easy to tell the truth of a ghost story just by chatting with the villagers?"

As he spoke, Conan tried to use his diversion skill to try to divert their attention to the piano.

"What Conan said seems to be correct. In other words, the so-called curse is not something he made up to deceive us, but is actually real?"

Hearing this, Inspector Megure nodded thoughtfully.

"But the curse of this piano isn't a widely publicized feature like Mermaid Island, attracting tourists. Why publicize it? Besides discouraging tourists from coming to the island, what other purpose does it have?"

Then, Megure touched his chin and said with some confusion.

"Mermaid Island?"

Mouri Kogoro was stunned for a moment.

"It's that island where legend has it that someone gained immortality by eating mermaid flesh. My officers, especially the female ones, often discuss whether or not to try their luck there."

Megure shook his head helplessly. Obviously, he didn't believe in these promotional methods used to attract foreign tourists.

"Is that so, Xiaolan? Are you interested? Do you want me to take you there next time?"

Seeing the building getting more and more crooked, Conan's mouth twitched slightly:

"Hey, hey, the key right now isn't mermaids or anything like that! Isn't the most important thing to reveal this secret before Hirata Kazuaki and the village chief arrive?!"

Fortunately, Xiaolan is not yet at the age where she is anxious because of her age. Although she was slightly stunned by her father's invitation, she quickly reacted:

"Dad! Now's not the time to be talking about that! Let's get out of here! This room looks so weird, and didn't Secretary Hirata tell us not to come in?!"

After hearing Xiaolan's words, Maori and Megure remembered their business. They were here to find out the secret hidden in this room! And watching Xiaolan hiding behind Conan and constantly glancing at the piano in the middle of the room with her peripheral vision, Maori suddenly realized:

"I see! The reason they spread the rumor that this piano is cursed is not to attract people, but to make others as scared as Xiaolan and stay away from this piano! So, what that guy Hirata wants to hide must be near this piano!"

After saying that, Mao Li came to the piano, put on gloves, and began to examine it. Upon hearing this, Megure also made a quick decision and kept groping around on the piano.

Seeing that her father and Inspector Megure had started searching the piano, although Xiaolan wanted to stop them, she remained silent after hesitating for a moment.

Although she was afraid of curses, gods and ghosts, what if there was really something hidden in this piano?

After a careful search, Maori soon discovered a secret compartment under the piano. Although it looked empty from the outside, Maori's fingers got a little white powder on them as he fumbled around.

Maori twisted the powder in his hand, then put it to his nose and sniffed it gently. Then, his brows knitted together, and the solemnity in his eyes turned into fear.

"Megure, come here and take a look. Is this the thing I know?"

Maori glanced at Xiaolan, who was standing obediently beside him, and the brat beside her, and spoke with some concern. If the powder in his hand was really what he thought it was, then he probably shouldn't have brought Xiaolan and Conan with him when he came to the island this time!

"What's wrong, Maori brother, why are you so nervous?"

Inspector Megure looked at Mori's nervous expression and was a little confused. Then, he touched the white powder on Mori's fingers with his fingers and was about to put it into his mouth.

"Wait! Don't put it in your mouth!"

Seeing Megure's actions, Maori Kogoro quickly interrupted. Conan looked at the actions of Inspector Megure and was speechless:

"So someone has to lick the drugs, right? Conan does it in the comics, and you, Inspector Megure, do it in real life? I don't even know how you got the title of Inspector!"

Although he was speechless about Megure's behavior, he did not put his fingers into his mouth because of Mori's timely reminder.

He said in a strange way:

"What's wrong, Maori brother, this is not your style!"

As he spoke, Megure brought his finger to his nose and sniffed. At that moment, his brows knitted into a frown.

"What is this? That's impossible! Could it be that we made a mistake inside?"

Seeing that Megure also had the same expression, Maori sighed helplessly:

"As expected, if it was just you or me who made the mistake, it would be fine, but the possibility of both of us making the mistake is almost zero! So, that Secretary Hirata is really engaged in drug trafficking!"

"poison?!"

Xiaolan, who had been silent at the side, raised her voice slightly. But in an instant, she realized that the situation was not good, and quickly covered her mouth, looking around in panic.