Chapter 428 Asai Narumi: Like, I’m here to eat! (Jiagen to Bei Yimu)
"This looks like a very expensive piano..." After walking around the piano in the room, Mao Lilan asked in confusion, "Why is it so dirty? It's dust. Didn't anyone clean it?"
"Don't touch that piano!" A nervous shout came from outside, and Conan turned around and saw a square-faced man wearing glasses. Looking at them in panic, he ran in hastily.
"Ha, when I wanted to see you, there was no one there for two hours, and as soon as I touched the piano, they all came out." Conan clearly heard Mouri Kogoro behind him making a very insightful complaint. , couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at him.
I always feel that after giving up tobacco and alcohol, Uncle Maori has changed a little in all aspects, and even his words have become sharper.
Hirata Kazaki, who walked into the room, naturally heard Mouri Kogoro's complaint. He paused slightly and continued the topic firmly: "This is not something that can be touched casually. This is a cursed piano!"
< br>As for the reason for not wanting to see him...the village chief himself lost his temper when he heard the word "detective", so what can his secretary do?
"The cursed piano...could it also be related to that Keiji Aso?" Mouri Kogoro frowned, thinking of the scene in the office before, "Your island is indeed quite good. Superstitious. "
"This is not superstitious!" Hirata Kazuaki raised his voice and emphasized, "Two years ago, the former village chief, Kameyama Isamu, was preparing for the memorial service today. The full moon night before..."
As he spoke, Hirata Kazuaki's face really began to sweat - of course, some of it was due to fear of the weirdness two years ago. Only he himself knows how much of this scene is due to his current blasphemy.
But in short, his voice couldn't help but tremble: "That day, I happened to pass by the community activity center. Suddenly there was the sound of piano playing in the center that should have been empty. I asked who was there. There, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.”
While telling the story, Hirata Kazuaki’s eyes couldn’t help but fall on the piano.
His eyes were mixed with fear and flickering guilt.
He who told this terrifying legend personally, what he is doing with this piano that has carried so many lives...only he knows.
“When I walked into the activity center and walked here, I saw that Kameyama Village Chief had collapsed in front of the piano and had expired.” Hirata Kazuaki, who was sweating on his forehead Swallowing, he finished talking about what happened two years ago, "The cause of death was a heart attack, but what he played during his lifetime... was exactly what Keiji Aso kept playing in the sea of fire, Beethoven's "Moonlight" Sonata"!"
"Eh-" As he emphasized his tone, Mao Lilan tightened his grip on Maori Kogoro's arm and shrank into a ball.
She is most afraid of such strange curses and strange stories!
Conan tilted his head, looked at Hirata Kazuaki who took out a handkerchief and began to wipe the sweat on his face, and moved his inquiring eyes to the piano.
Relying on his current status, he jumped onto the dusty piano chair without any scruples, opened the cover, and rolled randomly on the black and white keys a few times.
“Ah——” Hearing the strange and strange sound of the piano, Mao Lilan, who was frightened, screamed for half a moment reflexively. Then when she saw that it was Conan who was blindly pressing the keyboard, he walked up angrily and patted it. In his head, "What are you doing!"
"I'm just curious. Isn't this nothing special?" Conan carelessly touched his knocked head, smiling on the surface, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Hirata Kazaki.
When he came in and saw them standing in front of the piano, he was genuinely nervous, but when he actually saw himself opening the piano cover and pressing the keys, he breathed a sigh of relief.
This is inconsistent with the explanation he gave of the "cursed piano".
This person is not quite right...
"In short, you should stay away from him. You would rather believe that he is there, right? Besides, today is the memorial day of the former village chief, so we still Respect the dead." Hirata wiped his forehead and didn't know that his subtle expression had been seen by a keen detective. He said half threatening and half guiding, and opened the door of the piano room, "Before the event ends, , the village chief and others probably don’t have time to see you, please wait a little longer..."
"Hey, aren't these some of the friends I met today?" came a soft voice. Turning around, he saw Asai Shimizu, dressed in black, standing on the other side of the corridor holding a white chrysanthemum. "Why are you here?" "We are waiting for the village chief and the others... Miss Cheng Shi, will you also come to attend the memorial service?" Looking at her clothes and the flowers in her hand, Mao Lilan reacted, "You also knew your ex Village chief? "
"That's not true. Mr. Kameyama passed away not long after I came to Yueying Island. Mainly because I was studying clinical medicine. Coincidentally, Mr. Kameyama became the deceased for my first inspection..." At this point, Asai Shimi smiled slightly awkwardly, "It sounds a bit strange, right?"
face It does sound a bit strange to use the tone of "taking care of the first customer of one's business" for a deceased person.
Mouri Kogoro lowered his head strangely and glanced at Asai Narumi's slender fingers holding Shirogiku, feeling an indescribable feeling.
"How is it possible? Forensic medicine is also an amazing job." Anticipating Maori Kogoro's expression, before his father made another impolite comment, Mao Lilan said quickly, "You have to face this kind of work as soon as you come here. It’s not easy, right?”
“Who made me become the doctor of Yueying Island?” Asai Chengmi chuckled twice and said with deep meaning, “I won’t talk to you anymore. I’m going to attend the ceremony first. There are several family restaurants on the island, so you’d better go and have something to eat first... This event won’t be over until some time has passed.”
Looked down at the white chrysanthemum in my hand. , she pursed her lips and smiled, humming a tune like a mourning song in her mouth, and walked briskly towards the venue.
Looking at her flying skirt, Conan touched his chin and started thinking.
Dr. Cheng Shi seems to be in a very good mood.
Regardless of whether you were familiar with the deceased or not, this is after all a ritual and a memorial service. Is it really okay to go there in a good mood like this? Wouldn’t it give family members and other guests a feeling of elation and a good death?
Or is this the custom on this island?
This day on Yueying Island seems to be very ordinary in detail, but if you think about it carefully, you will feel a little weird.
If you think about it carefully, these things may be intrinsically connected...
Before Conan fell completely into thinking, the vibration of his phone brought him back to reality.
When he turned on his cell phone, Conan's eyes lit up, he looked around, reached out to hold Mao Lilan, and started to act like a naughty kid.
“I’m going to eat, I’m hungry, Sister Xiaolan!”
“Hey, but didn’t we have bread or something in the afternoon?”
“I I'm hungry, I'm hungry! Go, Sister Xiaolan, go -"
Mouri Kogoro, who continued to feel sleepy with his head drooped, yawned and couldn't bear to listen to the commotion around him, and waved his hand: " Okay, Xiaolan, if the kid is hungry, just take him there and I’ll just wait here.”
The activities in the venue seemed to have begun. The sounds of wooden fish and chanting sutras were heard all around, making him feel more and more sleepy.
Why on earth would I come to such a weird island because of a vague letter?
Conan, who had received the approval, ignored Mouri Kogoro who was already fighting with his eyelids. He turned around and ran towards the exit quickly.
Joker found out and asked him to come over, hurry up, hurry up——
(End of this chapter)