Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

"chirp"

The sparrow standing on Xiaolan's shoulder looked at the dead Ken Nishimoto, and then looked at the pile of junk placed aside.

I already understand.

Obviously, those things should represent every dead person.

For example, the piece of cloth that seemed to have been cut from a piece of clothing.

Wang Changsheng heard this when Conan was muttering to himself.

The dress that Hideo Kawashima was wearing that was floating on the sea was missing a piece.

At that time, Conan hadn't figured out why the clothes were missing a part, but now he understood.

The blood-stained handkerchief undoubtedly represents Kuroiwa Tatsuji.

After all, among the three people, he was the only one who was stabbed to death.

He was the only one who bleed.

If it looks like that.

The syringe naturally represented the cold body lying on the cold hospital bed - Ken Nishimoto.

Sparrow shook his head in a rather human manner.

These items, representing each deceased person, were left here by Asai Narumi.

It was obvious that he had already decided to die and had no intention of escaping the charges in front of the police.

The two clients he invited did not succeed in stopping him from clearing the island of darkness and evil.

So, when he actually attacked Hideo Kawashima, he actually had no choice but to leave this world.

Xiaolan picked up the music score at this time.

After Conan's deciphering, she can now understand the musical scores left by Asai Narumi.

"My hands are stained with blood, and I bow to the sin."

"Look up and you won't see heaven, but look down and you will see hell."

"In that case, let me sink into the abyss forever in this blazing fire."

Xiaolan murmured.

"In the raging flames..."

Suddenly, she realized something and rushed out of the ward.

The sparrow on her shoulder did not follow her, but just flapped its wings gently and landed on the window sill beside her.

"Still so literary..."

"But it's another sinful power bank, no, soul."

Through the eyes of the sparrow, Wang Changsheng saw a resentful soul right next to the bed, staring at the criminal police officer closest to his body, almost sticking close to him.

However, the detective was unaware of anything and simply rubbed his arms twice: "I suddenly feel a lot colder."

"What should we do now?"

"What else can we do? Hurry and report to Officer Megure."

One of the two detectives stayed behind, and the other rushed out with Xiaolan.

The sparrow chirped twice again.

But no one cares about it.

"Huh? It's not that cold anymore. How strange." The policeman who stayed behind suddenly felt the coolness that had hit his face disappear in an instant, and he couldn't help feeling a little strange.

at the same time.

Xiaolan has come to the nurse at the front desk of the clinic.

She asked anxiously, "What's Dr. Asai's phone number? Do you have any records here?"

"Huh? Dr. Asai? Yes." The nurse wanted to take the opportunity to take a nap, but Xiaolan suddenly rushed over like this, which scared her.

However, seeing the other person's anxious look, she reacted and nodded repeatedly.

"The office's landline can directly dial Dr. Asai's home phone."

She pressed a button to dial.

Xiaolan picked up the phone immediately.

But no one answered.

At this time, the criminal police also rushed over.

Just as I was about to use the front desk phone to call Inspector Megure back, the pager on the nurse's waist started ringing.

After she handed the phone to the criminal police, she picked it up and took a look. However, after seeing the message clearly, she immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"Ah! The community center is on fire!"

The nurse held the pager and saw the message at the end. She couldn't help but tilt her head: "But there's someone playing the piano inside? How is that possible?"

"On fire? Playing the piano?" Xiaolan paused, "Oh! Doctor Asai is not going to commit suicide!"

As she finished speaking, the detective had already spoken to Officer Megure on the phone.

"That should be it. Let's go to the community center." He frowned, then turned to the nurse and instructed, "Don't worry about Nishimoto Ken, and don't go see him. Just stay here carefully!"

After that, the group hurried to the community center.

When everyone comes here.

The entire civic center was completely burned.

The fire is raging.

The fire is blazing.

Just by getting close, you can feel the rolling heat waves coming towards you.

The flames rose high.

As if it is about to soar into the sky.

There seemed to be a sound of piano playing in the universe.

Conan, Uncle Maori and the others all heard it.

That's from Moonlight—

"The third movement, the third movement..."

Conan muttered to himself, holding a piece of music in his hand, his face pale and looking dejected.

The piano music has reached its climax.

This is the score of the third movement.

Everyone present could feel the unbridled and boldness emanating from the piano music!

That kind of fierce and conflicting radicalism, that kind of grandeur yet sad emptiness and vanity.

The sound of the piano was transformed into a force that penetrated deeply into people's hearts.

It impacts everyone's heart.

They heard unspeakable pity and sorrow in this intense piano music.

But in the midst of sadness, there seems to be a yearning to pursue a new life.

"Boom——"

The flames collapsed the community center.

There was a loud bang.

The piano sound stopped abruptly.

At this moment, it seemed that all the sins and filth of the past were burned to ashes as the building burned.

The fire was blazing.

Someone went to notify the firefighters.

But it was too late.

The blazing flames almost illuminated the dark sky brightly.

The civic center has collapsed.

Firefighting measures on the island are not perfect.

There was no fire truck.

There is no way to put out this fire.

Just let it burn out until nothing is left.

Conan looked at the burning building in front of him, with a hint of numbness and pain in his eyes.

He knows everything now.

But what’s the use?

It's too late.

He can't save anyone.

Not a single one was saved.

Conan can't do it.

Neither can Kudo Shinichi.

Under this blazing fire, he seemed so powerless and weak.

"hateful……"

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In the public office.

Sakura, Tomoyo and the others did not follow Inspector Megure and the others to the community center.

But the burning of the entire community center was so obvious in the middle of the night that they couldn't help but notice it.

"Should we lend a hand?" Sakura didn't know there were other people in the community center, but seeing the fire, she still wanted to help.

He reached into his pocket and held the two cards between his fingertips.

One is water.

One is rain.

"This island is neither big nor small, but it probably isn't equipped with particularly complete firefighting equipment, so if we don't help, it will be difficult for this fire to be extinguished on its own," Tomoyo also analyzed.

The little wolf didn't say anything.

He just looked at Wang Changsheng silently.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He is not like Sakura and Tomoyo, who basically know nothing.

Being around Wang Changsheng, he also heard and saw a lot of things.

These have already occurred in several cases.

It seems that it is not as simple as it seems.

Little Wolf felt that Wang Changsheng must know something.

But at this moment there was a fire outside, and Wang Changsheng still had his eyes half closed, as if he had not woken up yet.

For a moment, the little wolf was not sure whether there was any hidden secret behind the fire.

Hearing the voices of several people, Wang Changsheng slowly opened his eyes.

"You don't have to do anything." He shook his head.