Conan Moslin

Chapter 57: The Yellow Millet Dream (1) - Umbrella

"Conan!" Ran Mouri was shocked.

Conan's face was filled with a smile. "This code is very simple if you know the pattern. Start from the left side of the piano keyboard and put the English letters in order. Add the message to be conveyed and write it on the music score in phonetic form. Based on this clue, the music score at the scene where Mr. Kawashima was killed becomes - do you understand? The next one is you."

"You are awesome, Conan!"

At this time, Conan began to think again. The two lines of notes in the last paragraph could not be guessed using the formula of this code.

This code was left by another person.

Apart from Miss Li An, Uncle Maori and the police officer, it is unlikely that anyone else has seen this music score.

Could it be that... someone else is coming?

A thought popped up.

At this time, Maori Kogoro looked at Conan, his eyes full of inquiry and questioning: "So where is the music score written in blood just now?"

Conan came back to his senses and looked at the music score in his notebook: "This... the resentment of sin will be eliminated here."

Hirata: "The hatred of sin could be..."

Lingzi said with trembling lips, "The pianist who committed suicide by arson twelve years ago."

Nishimoto laughed nervously: "Ha...hahahaha...who is that guy? Keiji Aso is still alive."

The policeman ignored Lingzi's glare and said with a smile: "He is indeed dead."

"The bones and teeth found at the fire scene have been compared and confirmed to be the couple. There is no doubt about it. Everything was burned, except for the music sheet in the fireproof safe."

"Music score?"

Xiben's expression suddenly turned horrified: "No... No! No! Sora... Madam Sora! Madam Sora has taken her away, Madam Sora has taken her away! Aso must still be alive!"

"Soramu?"

Ran Mao Li could only repeat what Yuko Sora had said before.

She added: "Ms. Yuko probably doesn't know what happened exactly twelve years ago, so there's no point in looking for her."

Maori Kogoro thought for a moment and asked, "So where is the music score in the fireproof safe now?"

"It's in the warehouse of the community center, but the key to the warehouse seems to have been given to Mr. Hirata..."

Hirata waved his hands in a panic: "Yesterday, Ms. Yuko took the key, and I think she may have forgotten to return it."

"Where is Ms. Yuko now?"

"She and Miss Li An just came over and told me that nothing has happened in the community center, so they plan to go back to the hotel to eat and then go back to continue watching." The police officer patted his head, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" Maori Kogoro was so anxious that he suppressed his anger and said calmly, "Please go and run it, Officer."

When the police officer saw the angry detective, he lost some momentum: "Okay, okay."

He adjusted his hat and quickly ran out of the village mansion.

Conan quickly followed him out: "Wait a minute! Officer, I'll go with you!"

Kogoro Mori, who stayed behind, began to simply inquire about the conditions of the remaining few people.

So far, the remaining people in the village mansion are: Masato Shimizu, Ken Nishimoto, Reiko Kuroiwa, Shuichi Murasawa, Kazuaki Hirata, Makoto Asai, Kogoro Mori and Ran Mori.

……

Li An, who stayed in the piano room of the community center, relaxed. She sat in the corner near the door with her legs crossed, as if in a daze.

There was wind and rain outside the museum, and it was gloomy inside.

In Li An's eyes, there was a middle-aged man in a black tuxedo playing the piano with ecstasy.

His fingers moved in a specific rhythm, and he was unaware that his phantom fingers passed through the black and white keys.

The piano was not touched by him.

Because this piano is the only real existence in the illusion.

And he was just an illusory shadow, more vague than the living people in the illusion.

It's more of an obsession than a ghost.

They are born from illusions and disappear when the illusions disappear.

They have no consciousness, cannot speak, and cannot even communicate.

They will never disrupt people's lives, and no matter what their relatives or friends do, it will have nothing to do with them.

Occasionally, Li An would see such obsessions in the carrier of her fantasy world. She could not communicate with these obsessions, but she could see their shadows doing something day after day.

Therefore, even if Mr. Keiji Aso's son, Aso Makoto, is killing people in the illusion, it will not affect his playing in the illusion.

He will continue to repeat this silent melody until the illusion ends.

This is a scene that only Li An can see.

Yuko didn't understand what she was looking at. In her eyes, Kuroba Kurian would occasionally stare blankly at some strange things.

Sometimes there is some sadness in her eyes, but when I call her, there is only smile in her eyes.

Because obsession is just obsession.

He gave a grand performance, but only one audience member could see it.

Kuroba Kurian enjoyed the performance for a while, stood up, patted the impossible dirt, and easily climbed out of the window.

She leaned against the window frame, the shallow eaves blocked the falling rain, and she half-pulled the curtains in the house to hide her figure.

Someone is finally coming.

……

At this time, a special "interrogation" was taking place in the village mansion.

Kogoro Mori knew that he could not suppress these people, and that "the sin and hatred end here" probably meant that no one would be killed.

Moreover, he wanted to confirm one thing.

So he asked for the key to the studio, locked the door, and asked everyone to leave.

Kogoro Mori stood at the door of the village hall and watched these people leave. He discovered that the umbrellas carried by Mr. Shimizu, Mr. Hirata and the other two were not the almost identical umbrellas they took away from the community center last night.

Mr. Hirata's umbrella looked a little old, obviously having been used for some time, but Mr. Shimizu's umbrella was very new, as if he had just bought it.

On the other side, Murasawa Shuichi and Kuroiwa Reiko left together holding an umbrella. He held the umbrella with one hand and gently hugged the depressed Reiko with the other hand, tilting most of the umbrella towards his fiancée.

Kogoro Mouri's gaze became long, as if penetrating the space, and looked at the umbrella that was still leaning in the corner of the piano room.

……

On the way to the hotel, Conan asked the police officer about the situation of the remaining people in the community center, and the police officer answered one by one.

"Mr. Hirata... is a coward..." "Mr. Shimizu is very popular among the fishermen..."

The police officer carefully analyzed everyone on the island, then asked Conan with a kind smile: "Anything else you want to ask, little detective brother?"

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