I'm writing a fictional immortality script in Detective Conan.

The azure ocean currents connect to the sky from the infinite distance, transforming the isolated island a few kilometers away into a floating mirage.

Under the azure sky, a flock of seagulls swooped into the sea one by one to hunt, occasionally letting out a few cries that sounded like playful laughter.

"Seriously, why did the full moon have to be at a time when everyone is on holiday? Now I still have to go to work."

Kogoro Mouri was leaning against the railing of the ferry with his back to him, shaking his head and starting to complain.

The thought of Kuromon saying that Keiji Aso was dead gave Kogoro a headache, but he had accidentally spent the 500,000 yen deposit on horse racing a few days ago…

"Ugh, just thinking about it is such a hassle."

He put his hand in his pocket and carefully took out his last pack of good cigarettes.

"Daddy, be careful!"

Before he could react, a dark figure swooped down from the sky and snatched the cigarette pack from his hand in an instant.

Looking at his empty hands and pockets, Kogoro Mouri felt a surge of grief and indignation that only a middle-aged man could understand, and he cursed loudly at the sky.

"These damn seagulls... crows?"

Conan and Ran looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, in the airspace where seagulls gathered, an arrogant raven, completely unafraid of the size difference between the two species, defiantly walked around with a pack of cigarettes in its hand.

Uncle Mori had no choice but to let it go, Conan thought to himself with a smug grin.

Crows are highly social animals with an intelligence equivalent to that of a five- to seven-year-old child and possess a strong memory.

If anyone harms a crow or behaves unfriendly, that person's information will be remembered by the crow community throughout the area. Studies have shown that crows will seek opportunities to deliberately retaliate against those who harm them.

In Japan, crows are considered sacred birds in cultural traditions, and they have long been cared for and have thrived, with the total number of crows in Japan reaching three million.

"Seriously, why did it have to be a crow! What bad luck, that was my last pack of cigarettes!"

Seeing Kogoro Mouri's dejected and pathetic state, Ran Mouri couldn't help but tease him: "Dad, even the crows are telling you to smoke less!"

Seeing that its prank had gone unanswered, the red-eyed raven circled the boat a few more times before flying away from the ferry with little interest.

Kuromon Haruya stood by the window of the Tsukikage Island clinic, stuffing a raven that flew in from afar into his pocket, and showing the cigarette case to Asano Minami.

"Kogoro Mouri has arrived. Are you ready, Keiji Aso's ghost?"

Asai Narumi, or rather, Asai Narumi in drag, looked at the doppelganger "Asai Narumi" in front of her who looked exactly like her and nodded helplessly.

"Please begin the assessment according to the plan, Mr. Elena."

After landing on the island, Kogoro Mouri and his group went to the Tsukikage Island office, pretending to be unaware of the situation, and revealed the mission and the client, Keiji Aso.

"Keiji Aso died more than ten years ago!!"

Upon hearing Kogoro Mouri's description, the previously composed manager suddenly vehemently denied it. He seemed less to be convincing them and more to be convincing himself.

Keiji Aso, this name is like a curse that cannot be mentioned.

Conan looked around and noticed that almost all the local residents looked terrified and only dared to whisper among themselves.

Fortunately, the detective's job is to dig up things that no one wants to talk about again. Under Uncle Mori's questioning, the person in charge told them what happened back then.

"After killing his wife and daughter, he repeatedly played the Moonlight Sonata in the flames. It sounds so creepy." Just imagining that scene gave Ran Mouri goosebumps.

Conan put his hands behind his head, completely unconcerned about the absurd claim of a curse.

"Maybe they played a recording. Burning to death is one of the most painful ways to die in the world. People who are burned to death will instinctively curl up. Unless their will is as strong as steel, it's impossible for them to play the recording repeatedly!"

So it seems that, just as we thought, the client brought in Uncle Mori most likely to find out the truth about Keiji Aso's death!

Unlike amusement parks that provide detailed maps, deserted islands are different. Kogoro Mouri looked at the brief booklet in his hand, seemingly still there but actually already lost for quite some time.

Just then, Ran Mouri noticed Asai Narumi, who was entrusting the young patient with something, and went up to ask for directions.

"Excuse me, could you tell me how to get to the community center?"

"Just turn right ahead and go straight. Are you from out of town?"

"I'm Dr. Asai Narumi, and I've already obtained my medical license! You can come see me anytime if you feel unwell!"

As an election campaign vehicle passed by, Asai Narumi introduced them to the three important figures participating in this village chief election: Shimizu Masato, the fisherman representative; Kuroiwa Tatsuji, the current village chief; and Kawashima Hideo, a wealthy man.

"Tonight, the second anniversary of the former village chief's death will be held at the community center. All the important people in town will be attending! If Mr. Mori is looking for someone, that's the place to go."

As he watched Kogoro Mouri walk further and further away, the smile on Asai Narumi's face turned serious.

This middle-aged man behaved no differently from an ordinary person in terms of his gait and physical habits. If it weren't for Mr. Elena's warning, he would have lost his guard after meeting him.

The father is a police academy legend and a judo master, the daughter is a Kanto karate champion, and even the children around her have eyes that can see through people's hearts.

It seems that the saying "Unless you are in mortal danger, try to minimize contact with them during your revenge" has a deeper meaning.

"Oh my, isn't this Dr. Asai?"

Hideo Kawashima, who was passing by, saw Narumi Asai lost in thought by the roadside and greeted him as usual.

“Mr. Kawashima, you’ve come at just the right time! Actually… I suddenly remembered some strange details about the death of the former village chief.”

Asai Narumi crossed her arms, her gaze occasionally drifting to the surrounding intersections, her unease and anxiety making the woman appear even more pitiful.

"Dr. Asai, what did you discover?" Kawashima Hideo's nerves tightened instantly at the mention of Kameyama Isamu, who had passed away two years ago.

“I… must find a time when no one else will notice. After the memorial service begins, please wait for me in that cursed music room.”

After saying this, he seemed to be chased by someone and quickly fled towards the community center, leaving Hideo Kawashima standing there anxiously.

Once they reached a corner where Hideo Kawashima couldn't see them, Narumi Asai took out his phone to report on the progress.

[Hideo Kawashima takes the bait; preparations are made for an ambush.]

[From Elena: Received, ready.]

I have a question: should I hide in the men's or women's restroom later?

[…female.]

"Chengshi was cuter when he was a child. He used to type a requiem on the keyboard when he was angry. Now he likes to dress up as a girl when he's angry."

In fact, even before he replied, Kuromon Yōya had already chosen a hiding place.

But my friend's kid, might as well tease him!