Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

Xiaolan finally felt less disgusted.

She carefully observed the score on the music sheet for a while, then placed her fingers lightly on the keyboard.

The next moment, a faint piano sound rang out throughout the piano room.

"Hmm? Sister Xiaolan, are you sure this is Moonlight?"

After Xiaolan played for a while, Conan frowned and asked a question.

"Well, mostly..."

Xiaolan played very quickly, and when she was halfway through, she felt that something seemed to be wrong with the score.

When she was playing, there was a section of music that seemed very strange, completely different from the whole score, as if this section was put in separately from another score.

Xiaolan is also very knowledgeable about music, so she felt it at the first time.

"It's so strange, why does it sound a little different from the "Moonlight" I heard before?" Conan raised his doubts to Uncle Maori at the right time, wanting the uncle to pay attention to this situation.

He felt that since it was Uncle Maori who asked Xiaolan to play the piano, he must have some doubts about this aspect.

Regarding the music score left at the scene, Conan believes that it is most likely left by the murderer in order to convey some message to them.

It is possible that this is some kind of provocation left by the murderer to the police. For example, the score may contain the murderer's next target.

If we can decipher this music, maybe we can stop the murderer!

at this time.

Asai Narumi rushed here with some midnight snacks.

"Thank you all for your hard work. Come and eat something first." Asai Narumi said to everyone.

"Thank you, doctor." Uncle Maori and others paused what they were doing.

Xiaolan also quickly stood up and moved a little further away from the piano.

She took off one glove, but it was difficult to throw it away, so she held it with the other hand.

Then several people sat down on the ground and took the food handed to them by Asai Narumi.

Although they had eaten in the evening.

But this does not prevent them from having a midnight snack to replenish their energy.

Moreover, the food brought by Asai Narumi was not a big deal.

Just a few rice balls he made himself.

The portion is not too large and can be eaten by several people.

While eating, Conan was still thinking about the case.

Asai Narumi happened to be there, so he began to ask indirectly about the various situations between the current village chief and the former village chief.

However, Asai Narimi did not explain this in detail.

He just picked and chose and said what he knew and could say.

At the end, Asai Narumi pointed to the window that had been broken from the inside.

"Actually, I'm not a resident doctor here anymore, so I don't know much about this. But speaking of it, there was something strange about Mr. Kameyama's death."

Asai Narumi slowly stood up and then walked to the window.

"Strange place?" Everyone looked at him.

"Yes, I remember that there seemed to be a window open at that time." Asai Narimi said, pointing to the window behind him, "It should be this one."

Wang Changsheng, Conan, and Uncle Maori all looked towards the window that Asai Narumi mentioned.

As a result, at this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed past the window.

"who is it?!"

Uncle Maori and Conan stood up immediately and ran towards the window.

Linghuan Xinlong, who was standing beside Wang Changsheng, was startled and thought he had encountered something strange.

However, with Wang Changsheng by his side, Linghuan Xinlong felt somewhat relieved seeing his calm expression.

"Run away!" When Uncle Maori and Conan ran to the window, the black shadow had already run away, and there was a sound of hurried footsteps.

It's obviously a person.

Fortunately, although the window leading to the outside was originally locked, it was destroyed by someone.

Uncle Maori turned over and jumped out of the window.

Conan also wanted to jump out, but he was a little short and couldn't flip out in one go.

"Damn it!" Conan cursed inwardly.

At this time, Asai Narumi leaned aside with a look of surprise.

Xiaolan also ran to the window anxiously, shouting, "Dad, be careful! Be safe!"

Watch their movements.

Only then did Wang Changsheng stand up slowly.

His magic power instantly swept in all directions with him as the center.

In an instant, he used his magic to sense the dark shadow that Uncle Maori was chasing.

"It's you. You've come just in time." A faint smile appeared on Wang Changsheng's lips.

Then he began to mutter to himself.

"Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck to me!"

Swah——

Suddenly a gust of wind blew.

It seems to be the night sea breeze.

It crawled out through the window and pounced towards Uncle Maori and the black shadow.

It was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had penetrated into the body of the target he was looking for.

at the same time.

The piano room in the community center was brightly lit.

But the outside world was as dark and gloomy as ink.

The sound of rolling waves can be clearly heard.

On the beach near the sea, two people were running wildly, one in front and one behind.

Suddenly, the black shadow being chased by Uncle Maori suddenly felt as if he had tripped in the air.

A cry of surprise escaped his lips.

Then the whole person rushed forward.

"what--!"

piaji.

The man landed on his cheek.

Fortunately, this is just a beach.

The sand, which had been soaked by sea water for many years, was still relatively moist and soft, which prevented the black shadow from falling on its face like it had hit the concrete floor and breaking its cheek.

At this time, Wang Changsheng and his friends gathered around the window.

Conan originally wanted to crawl out again, but was grabbed back by Xiaolan.

Suddenly, a loud scream was heard from outside.

Xiaolan immediately stuck her head out of the window with some worry and shouted loudly: "Odo-san! How are you? Are you okay?"

"Whakaka! I'm fine!"

Amid Xiaolan's somewhat worried expression, a voice that sounded a little presumptuous came through the sea breeze.

"I caught this sneaky guy! He was trying to run away. I think he must be the murderer this time! I caught him, right? Hahahaha!"

He addressed the first half of his sentence to Xiaolan and the others, but then he began to condemn this person viciously and laughed out loud.

Hearing Uncle Maori's strange laughter, Wang Changsheng and Conan couldn't help but twitch their lips, and were a little speechless.

When Xiaolan heard her father say this, she hesitated for a moment, but still jumped out of the window.

The rest of the people followed suit.

But when it was Wang Changsheng’s turn.

Conan originally wanted to see Wang Changsheng make a fool of himself, thinking that he must be in the same situation as himself and couldn't just turn over and get out.

However, Wang Changsheng held the window sill with one hand and jumped out with one leg raised.

This made Conan stunned.

"No, this guy is not much taller than me, how could he jump so high?" Conan finally climbed onto the table with a dark face and climbed out from the table.

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None of them went in through the front door or the back door; they all climbed out through the windows.

Before I even got close to Uncle Maori, I heard his strange laughter.

"Haha! You're such an idiot! You actually tripped over your own feet. Can you kill someone with that kind of mentality?"

"But I suppose so. You must have been frightened by the stern roar of a brilliant and powerful detective like me. Wakakakaka!"

"..." Wang Changsheng, Conan and the others surrounded Uncle Maori in silence.

After he laughed for a while and vented all the joy in his heart, Conan pointed to the figure on the ground and said, "Uncle Maori, turn him over and see who it is."

"Okay!" Uncle Maori nodded. "I knew I'd have to wait here tonight, but I didn't expect you'd have the guts to come here at this hour. Damn murderer, did you leave some evidence here? Humph, forget it, no matter what it is. With me, Maori Kogoro, here, you can't succeed!"

Uncle Maori sat his entire body on the man's back.

The figure on the ground is now breathing out more than breathing in.

This was also because Uncle Maori pounced on him and pressed down on him after he fell.

"Damn murderer, who are you?" Uncle Maori stretched out a hand, grabbed the man's hair and twisted his head up.

The sky was so dark that no one could see clearly for a moment.

Conan raised his wrist and shone the light from his watch onto the man's face.

"This little thing has quite a range of functions." Wang Changsheng took a glance.

"Bah, bah..."

At this moment, the man who had been whimpering with his head buried in the sand spat out the sand in his mouth and quickly defended himself: "I didn't kill anyone! The murderer is not me! The murderer is not me!"

"Ah?"

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Conan was stunned.

"This voice is..."

Several people followed the light and looked at the man's face.

"Ah? Why is it you?" Uncle Maori looked at the other person, also a little stunned.

He thought that the murderer might be some vicious guy, so although he laughed wildly, he kept his weight pressed on the other person the whole time, not giving him any chance to breathe.

However, unexpectedly, the murderer turned out to be the village chief's secretary who looked like a weak chicken.

Hirata Kazuaki?

Chapter 338 Perhaps there should be a device called Wang Changsheng’s Torture…

"How could it be you? You are the murderer?"

Uncle Maori was a little bit unbelievable.

It's hard to imagine that such a weak-looking guy actually has the courage to kill someone.