Conan and Gin are both my brothers, what's wrong with meeting them once?

Conan wants to give up.

Since his younger brother sees him as a child with great detective talent, he doesn't need to worry about his true identity being exposed. He can just treat himself as a smart kid.

After confirming the time of death with his younger brother, Conan lowered his head and began to study the two sheet music again.

"If this is a code... how do we decipher it?"

Seeing Conan's troubled expression, Kazuma Kudo suggested, "Ran played the piano quite well last night. She must know how to read sheet music, right? Why don't you ask her?"

Conan disagreed: "Is this a murder code? How would she know this?"

Kazuma Kudo shook his head, grabbed Conan, and dragged him to Ran's side. Pointing to the sheet music Conan had written down, he asked Ran, "Do you know what these notes mean, Ran?"

Xiaolan looked at the symbols thoughtfully: "If it's related to the piano, it refers to the black piano keys."

"See?" Kazuma Kudo shook the Conan in his hand. "I told you Ran would know."

Conan was completely oblivious to what his little brother was doing, and was instantly engrossed in solving the mystery...

When Kudo Kazuma saw that his unlucky brother was ignoring him, he simply shook his hand again. He had to get revenge for being woken up earlier, didn't he?

Ran, both amused and exasperated, tried to stop him, but Conan, who was hanging in Kazuma Kudo's hand, suddenly spoke in a low, deep voice.

"Do you understand? You're next."

Wow! What kind of weird story is this?!

Kudo Kazuma loosened his grip, and Conan fell flat on his backside.

"What are you doing?" Conan jumped up, wishing he could kick his brat.

Kudo Kazuma retorted without any politeness: "I haven't even asked you what you want yet, why are you suddenly saying such scary things? Are you trying to scare me?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at them, Conan explained, "I'm not trying to scare you, this is the code for that sheet music."

He explained the principle behind the code to everyone.

"Following this pattern, the sheet music at the scene where Mr. Nian Kawashima was murdered becomes what I just said."

Conan looked up at everyone and said, "Do you understand? You're next."

Everyone looked bad.

Kogoro Mouri pressed on, "What about the sheet music written in blood on the ground? How do we decipher it?"

Conan glanced at his notebook, then at the dark red sheet music on the floor.

"It means: the resentment of sin is eliminated here."

"The resentment of sin?" Secretary Hirata looked surprised. "Could it be referring to the one who committed suicide by arson twelve years ago?"

Ken Nishimura, his hair all sticking up, let out a loud shout that drew everyone's attention.

"Keiji Aso! He! He's still alive!"

Ken Nishimura looked as if someone had grabbed him by the throat, his face filled with terror and pain.

Inspector Megure, seeing his obvious guilty conscience, was about to ask him something when the old policeman from Tsukikage Island spoke up: "He is indeed dead."

"The bones and teeth found at the fire scene were compared and confirmed to be from their family."

"Their house burned down, but the sheet music stored in the safe survived..."

"Sheet music?" Kogoro Mouri grabbed the old policeman's arm and asked, "Where is it? Where is the sheet music now?"

"It's in the community center's warehouse." The old policeman was startled by Kogoro Mouri's words. "But...but the key is still at the police station..."

Inspector Megure was also anxious: "Then hurry up and go get it!"

The old policeman hurriedly went to get the keys, and Conan followed closely behind.

Kudo Kazuma was too lazy to make that trip, so he leaned against a corner and yawned. He then released two clones, Yin and Yang, and went to the homes of those drug dealers while everyone was out.

In the first few years after he joined Gin and before he received his codename, because he was young, he mainly did this kind of work of searching for information.

This was a piece of cake for him.

He quickly found a lot of relevant information in the homes of these people. Except for the few documents related to the organization, which he destroyed, he put the rest into the system space.

Let's hand it over to Bourbon and let the police handle the source of this wave of drug traffickers.

Not long after he withdrew his clone, the islanders lost patience and began clamoring to go home.

The village chief's secretary even said, "If the resentment of sins is eliminated here, doesn't that mean the matter is over and no one else will be killed? Then what's the point of keeping us here?"

Since they weren't going to leave the island anyway, Inspector Megure couldn't force them to stay, so he had no choice but to let them all leave.

Ran, finding nothing else to do, went to the police station to find Conan and the old policeman.

Seeing this, Kudo Kazuma simply went back to the hotel, ate something, and took a nap.

When he woke up again, he heard people outside shouting that someone had died in the community center's warehouse.

Thank you to the cross-dressing master for the soul.

Kudo Kazuma washed his face and went to the community center.

After wandering around the warehouse entrance, paying homage to the remains of the dead and absorbing their spirits, he went to the adjacent piano room to find Conan and the others.

Before he even entered, he noticed that the crowd was heading out, with several policemen carrying an unconscious islander.

Meanwhile, his shrunken older brother was taking advantage of his height to grope around under the piano.

"What are you touching? Stealing something?" Kudo Kazuma squatted down next to the piano, watching his older brother's actions, which resembled those of a thief.

"The men in black who escaped back then were also groping around down there, as if they were looking for something... and they found it!"

Conan found a hidden door, pushed it open, and reached inside to feel around, but found nothing.

Instead, there was some white powder on the ground directly below the hidden door.

Conan casually dipped some in and was about to put it under his nose to smell it.

"Holy crap!" Kudo Kazuma grabbed his hand. "What are you doing? What if it's poisonous?"

Conan smiled somewhat embarrassedly, casually rubbed the powder in his hand, and then his eyes widened in surprise.

"It's drugs..."

Kudo Kazuma yanked him out from under the piano, slapping his hand that had been in contact with the drug while complaining, "I'm really grateful you didn't put this stuff in your mouth! Come on, go wash your hands!"

Conan, who was lifted up by his bratty younger brother again, gave a half-moon-shaped glare, but still breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

If my little brother hadn't stopped me when I tried to taste the seawater earlier, I don't know if he would have put it in his mouth this time...

He clung to Kazuma Kudo's hand, swaying it as he said, "I think I know why that secretary came to spy on us, and why she made up some rumor about a piano curse to keep people away..."

“That’s not all,” Kudo Kazuma said. “The reason he was the first to discover the former village chief’s death in the piano room was probably because of this thing…”

"In other words, he, or they, may have been involved in drug-related matters for a long time..."

At this point, Kudo Kazuma couldn't help but admire Asano Minoru.

His secretary spread rumors about a piano curse, so he immediately moved to another location to commit murder...

This guy in drag is really rebellious...