The world is restarting

The moment he heard the sound of the piano, Sawada Ya and everyone stopped in their tracks.

Conan next to her made a decisive decision, "Master Yuanguang and I will go up and have a look, you stay here."

"..." Loli Zetian glanced at him silently, then turned around and put her younger brother into Huiyuan's arms, and turned her head to look at him again.

Conan: "...Okay, you come too."

"Ke, Conan..."

Several children crowded together, Mitsuhiko struggled to stretch out a hand from the crowd, interjected with chattering teeth, "Don't we need to go up with you?"

Conan: "No, there are so many people, the movement is too loud, it's not good to scare people away."

Everyone: "Huh?"

"Someone must be practicing the piano on it." Everyone saw him explaining nonchalantly, "This music is "Dream Wedding", which is a bit difficult for beginners. I just heard the sound of the piano. It’s really a strange talk, how could it be played wrong? Some people must be afraid of being heard during the daytime practice, and feel embarrassed, so they secretly come here to practice at night.”

"...Yes, is that so?"

Everyone nodded half-understood. Only Conan was the most familiar with the music. The others couldn't tell the difference, so they subconsciously believed his words.

The reason "Guaitan can't play the wrong beat" is so convincing that everyone heaves a sigh of relief.

Sawada Ya blinked and looked at the people around him.

At any rate, she has been taught by the God of Gagaku in Heianjing for so long. Although the little loli has no talent in playing musical instruments, her basic musical literacy is still far behind other people.So at this time, she could of course hear that, in fact, there was no wrong scale in the song uploaded from upstairs.

So Conan Edogawa is blatantly making up nonsense to deceive people.

However, he seems to have a convincing aura inherently. He said this solemnly, and others subconsciously believed it without thinking.

This even includes the Xianghiyue people who know that there are ghost stories.

The red-haired boy not only believed without hesitation, but even felt resentment towards the guy who was doing nothing in the middle of the night, "What, someone really came to practice the piano at this time, wouldn't it be better for us to go up together to catch it?" The guy?"

As soon as the words fell, he saw Edogawa looking over speechlessly, with a bright expression on his face, "Why did you believe it too?"

Xiang Riyue: "?"

Xiang Riyue: "!"

"...but then I thought about so many people running up, the scene is too chaotic and it's easy for the other party to run away." Xiang Riyue suddenly became serious, "So let's wait here."

Everyone: "..."

You didn't seem to mean to express this just now, did you?

The red-haired boy laughed dryly.

Edogawa was speechless for two seconds, and then brought the episode lightly, "In short, even if you hear something, don't run around, let alone get lost."

Xiang Riyue was the first to respond immediately, "Alright, alright, I will definitely keep an eye on them!"

Everyone: "..."

While they were talking, Yuanguang had been leaning on the stairs and waiting lazily, until he saw that Conan had finished making arrangements, and finally said, "Then let's go?"

The three of them got the key from Cangqiao and went straight to the music classroom upstairs.

After eight o'clock in the night, the cold sound of the piano was mixed with the footsteps, leading them like a lingering ghost all the way, and finally disappeared behind the door of the music classroom.

Yuan Guang was the first to stop at the door.

"It's here."

After speaking, he inserted the key into the keyhole, and after a "click", he pushed open the door and walked in without hesitation.

Sawada Ya and Conan followed closely behind, and the wooden door moved back to reveal the scene inside the classroom.

The moment Yuan Guang entered the door, the faint sound of the piano stopped abruptly.The outer windows of the classroom were open, and the wind passed through the window hinges to bring up the curtains on both sides. The area in front of the windows was illuminated by moonlight, and a piano could be seen sitting in the interlaced light and shadow from the door.

The cover of the piano has been opened, and two white gloves are floating above the keys. It is the "person" who just played the piano.

It seemed to be startled by the sudden movement of several people entering the door, and it was stunned in place.

Yuanguang smiled and closed the door with his backhand, "It's time for rounds."

5 minute later.

Yuan Guang found a piece of rope from nowhere, pressed the glove and tied it round and round, the glove struggled hard, and was pushed down again, the attack power was not as good as two tied crabs waiting to be put into the pot.

Ze Tianya watched from the side, with a confused expression, "Is this strange story so weak?"

Yuanguang smiled and replied, "Yes, not all ghost stories are as scary as the No. [-] you just saw, it depends on each story."

Conan interjected next to him, "Story?"

Yuan Guang swung his glove around, swinging it back and forth as if playing a yo-yo, "Yes, stories. Ghost stories will act according to the stories that humans make up for them. For example, in the story of No. [-], it is mentioned that if you step on If you go up the stairs, you will fall into the other side and be killed by the ghost guarding the opposite side, so the attack power of number two is very strong, and the more people you kill, the stronger you will be."

"But the 'automatically playing piano in the music classroom' is different. Although the description of its origin is a bit scary, it doesn't mention that it will kill people, right? It just runs out every night to play the piano, and some people come to kill themselves If you run away, it won’t get stronger for as long as you play.”

He finally stopped after [-] weeks of swinging. Holding the rope, he lifted it up to his eyes. The glove tied at the end had been swung faintly, and his ten fingers were hanging down like he had lost his dream.

"That's it." Sawada Ya blinked and looked at the pair of loveless gloves, and for some reason read a sense of grievance.

"If everyone doesn't believe in its strange stories, will it disappear too?"

"It will disappear in this school." Yuanguang smiled and tugged at the few fingers, "But there are still other places, after all, the strange rumor of 'the automatic piano in the music classroom' is very popular. People here don't believe it, they just 'exclude' it from this school, as long as there are people in other places who believe it, it can still find a place to play the piano."

The pair of gloves were pulled twice by him not lightly but still firmly pretending to be dead, Yuan Guang lazily held them and shook them again, then ignored them, but looked up at the two children in front of him.

The silver-haired little girl looked at the ghost story in his hand and blinked, "That's good."

Yuan Guang raised his eyebrows, "Your Highness, you are so strange, would you worry about strange talk?"

Ze Tianya looked at him a little blankly, "Because it didn't do anything."

It's just that I came to school to play the piano in the middle of the night. After playing, I still remember to close the cover of the piano and put the cloth back. It's very polite.

It would be too unreasonable to kill him just because of this.

She looked at Yuan Guang with condemning eyes.

Blonde Demon Eliminator: "..."

Conan walked around the classroom, and just as he walked back thoughtfully, he saw this scene of caring for each other without words.

"What happen to you guys?"

Yuan Guang silently picked up the gloves pretending to be dead and shook them, "Your Highness was just worried that if we got rid of the school's strange talk, did this guy really die?"

Conan looked at Sawada Ya, and the little loli stared back in a daze with a pair of clear eyes.

He smiled immediately, and took off the bundled gloves from Yuanguang and handed them to her, "It's normal, isn't Zetian always friendly to small animals?"

The little sister of the family of family friends has been gentle and kind since she was a child, and she is also sensible and cute. Conan Edogawa thinks this is very good, and there is no problem at all.

Yuan Guang: "Little animals..."

"Well, how should I put it..." Conan put his hands back into his pockets and looked at the people around him.

The little loli poked the hanging finger of the white glove curiously, and the glove moved like a corpse.

Conan: "Sometimes it actually feels like they are living beings too."

Unlike the public security system in the human world, which can accurately measure a person's crimes, when faced with weirdness, it seems that there are only two options to eliminate them or seal them.

If it's a ghost story like "Stairway No. 13" that kills people, eliminating it is a helpless choice to protect others, but if it's a ghost story like this "piano that plays automatically in the music classroom" Woolen cloth?

It’s just running out to play the piano at night, and it didn’t hurt anyone. If you want to destroy it just because it’s a strange story... I feel like I’m killing an ordinary life. To be honest, he can’t agree with this behavior. .

"Eh? Do you think so?" Yuan Guang sat on the piano and looked down at him, his legs dangling under the piano cover, his handsome face showed a careless expression, "But it doesn't mean that it won't kill anyone before. It won't kill people, after all, it's a strange story, who can say for sure?"

Conan glanced at him, "I don't think that's a problem."

"Isn't it the same for human beings? No one can guarantee that people who have not done bad things before will not become murderers in the future, but can a person be rashly convicted for such a reason? The presumption of innocence is in the judicial field Minimum standard, right?"

"Is that so?" Yuan Guang stopped, he dragged his cheeks and looked at him for a while, then said softly, "What a strange person, whether it's you or that Highness over there."

"Huh?" Conan recovered his senses and looked around, only to find that the little loli who had been obediently by his side just now had disappeared.He immediately turned his head to look for it, and found someone at the desk in the front of the classroom.

"Zawatian?" He walked over strangely, and saw that Zetianya took out a pen and a note paper from the desk drawer, "What are you doing?"

The silver-haired little girl looked back at him, "Make it behave."

"It? You mean weird talk?"

Conan followed her back to the piano, watching the little Loli squatting down in front of the window sill, holding a pen and quickly drawing a symbol on the note paper under the light of the moonlight.

Sawada Ya: "Although killing it here will regenerate it in other places, but if you can kill it or not, let it stay here, be quiet, and throw it out when the rumors stop."

Her tone seemed to describe a disobedient wild cat that ran to her own territory to run wild, and the talisman seal was drawn after she said a word.Then she tore it off the sticky note, walked up to Yuanguang, and patted the gloves on with a "slap".

The tightly bound gloves fell silent, like a pair of real gloves, spread out on the rope without a sound.

"..."

Conan and Yuan Guang stared at the post-it note stuck to the glove.

Conan: "...Is this okay?"

"No problem." Ze Tianya looked back at him suspiciously, "This is taught by Seimei, I can't draw it wrong."

Conan and Yuanguang: "..."

No, that great onmyoji definitely didn't teach you to use a ballpoint pen and sticky notes to draw spells, did he?

"..." Conan's eyes drifted to Yuanguang, who nodded to him without a word.

Yes, the spell drawn in such an unreasonable way is actually effective, how favored this Highness is...

Feeling that he had a myocardial infarction, the blond boy silently changed the subject.

"We've been delayed for quite a while, and it's time to call up the brats below... Have you figured out how to make it up?"

"Oh, this." Conan tacitly shifted his attention. He took out his mobile phone to find a piece of audio and pressed the play button. The melodious melody of "Dream Wedding" wafted out from the loudspeaker.

"Just tell them it's the multimedia equipment in this classroom that's the problem."

15 minute later.

"Eh? The player is broken?!"

Everyone was waiting for Conan, who was standing in front of the player, and asked in unison in surprise.

"Yes." The black-haired boy smiled and pressed the play button, and sure enough, the same melody as just now sounded in the classroom.

Conan played it for a while and then pressed pause, "It should be some teacher or student who recorded a piece by himself while practicing this piece and put it on the player and forgot to export it. There was something wrong with the playback device during this period of time. Start it up by yourself, and play this piece of music.”

"But." Yuan Tai asked confusedly, "Can the playback device start by itself?"

"It's ok, doesn't the player have a timer function?" Conan explained, "Probably there is something wrong with this program, so it starts up by itself after eight o'clock in the evening."

"...That's right." Everyone nodded blankly.

"And the piano was closed when we came in." Conan pointed in the direction of the piano again, and everyone followed his fingertips to look over, only to see that the piano in the middle of the classroom was covered with a white cloth. Guangzheng was sitting lazily on the piano cover, and when everyone looked over, he raised his head and waved to them with a smile.

Conan: "What the security saw was probably just that the person who was playing the piano here during the day forgot to put the cover back on the piano, and just when the player started up, it was recognized as a strange story about automatic piano playing... It was all a misunderstanding. "

"I see."

One after another, it was discovered that the ghost stories were all false, and everyone gradually got used to this rhythm, and even the disappointment decreased.

After Conan finished explaining, Mitsuhiko even thought about it by analogy, "Then, the 'Portrait of Mona Lisa smiling at people in the studio' could not be because of the light, so when viewed from a certain angle Like it smiled at you?"

Conan: "Well, maybe it's true, let's go and see."

A group of people filed out of the music classroom.

The door of the classroom was closed, the sound of the children's footsteps disappeared at the corner of the stairs, and the corridor on this floor became quiet again.

The moonlight sprinkled along the glass windows in the corridor. A figure came out of the darkness, looked up at the direction the children left, walked to the door of the music classroom, opened the door, and went straight to the piano.

Lifting off the white cloth covering the piano, a pair of white gloves pressed on the piano cover were exposed to the moonlight.The figure reached out and gently tore off the charm attached to the glove.