A Sorcerer in the Detective World

Inside the doctor's office.

After Asai’s success gave Shu Yunwen a good drink, and after a few words of each other, Maori Kogoro also raised the issue of looking for a client.

"Ah? You said that you have received a commission from Mr. Aso, who has already died, right?" Dr. Cheng practitioner asked in surprise.

Shu Yunwen rolled his eyes.

Well, if it is not that he already knows, it is the doctor who sent the letter of entrustment, and maybe he has to be deceived...

Maori Kogoro smiled and said: "Yes, that's right. However, we have already asked in the public office. Since Mr. Aso Kyuji has already died, I have reasoned. I guess that sent us this. The letter is likely to be a friend of Mr. Aso Kyuji. Moreover, the commission fee we received is not a small amount. His friend should be a very rich friend. So, we want to ask Is there such a person in your impression?"

When the words fall, Conan flips his eyes and turns his eyes - feed and feed! This uncle, what do you say, what is your reasoning?

Shu Yunwen also smiled and said: "The letter from the client to us is too vague. The only thing we can find is that we can complete what the client told us to do..."

Dr. Cheng Shi replied: "Actually, I was born in Tokyo. I only stayed on this island for more than three years. About the residents of the island, I heard the patients. I don’t know the situation. More... However, I have heard from a patient that the Mr. Aso Kyuji and Mr. Heiyan, Mr. Kawashima, Mr. Kameyama, and Mr. Nishimoto seem to have met friends since childhood..."

"Oh?" Uncle Maori was in the right color. "Can you please tell us about the situation of these four gentlemen?"

Cheng Shi doctor nodded: "Of course there is no problem. Mr. Hei Yan Chen Ci, he is the current village head of Yueying Island; Mr. Kawashima is called Yingfu, is a famous big asset home on the island, Dafuhao; Mr. Xi Benjian has no occupation As for Mr. Kameyama, it is the former village head of our Moon Shadow Island. It died three years ago. Right, if it is said, today is the third anniversary of Mr. Kameyama, and will be in the public hall later. Hold a memorial service..."

"Well? Is Mr. Kameyama dead?" Conan belongs to the type of "I hear the dead, I am more intelligent than anyone else." "What is the cause of death of Mr. Kameyama? Is he killed?"

Cheng Shi doctor smiled and shook his head: "How come? He is just sick! I am sick! Mr. Kameyama has a heart attack, and then no one was found when the heart attack occurred, and finally died." Cheng Shi doctor paused And continued: "However, when he died, he fell on the piano in the public hall. The piano played a piece of music and buried him. He said that the owner of the piano seems to be The Asahi Kyuji you said. Since then, some people have said that the ghost of Aso Kyuji seems to have been attached to the piano..."

"... Ghost, ghost?" Xiaolan was scared.

Conan Xiaoyin grinned: "Sister Xiaolan, there is no ghost in this world! Even if there are ghosts, it will only appear in novels and TV series..."

Uncle Maori also ignored the topic of "having ghosts" and said: "So, the one who entrusted us to come, is probably Mr. Kawashima Kawashima? These three people seem to have only the most characteristic... ..."

Conan Xiaoyue vetoed the words of Uncle Maori: "No, it is not like this. Uncle Maori. The current village head of Yueying Island, Mr. Heiyan Chenci, is also possible! He is the village head. Right, the doctor, that Mr. Nishimoto Ken is not a professional. His usual life must be very poor?"

"This is not the case." Cheng Shi doctor shook his head. "Mr. Xi Benjian, although he has no occupation, seems to be very rich. He said that three years ago, he was drinking, gambling and playing with women every day. Expenditure..."

"Oh?" Conan smiled smugly. "So, Mr. Nishimoto Ken, it is also possible to take a large sum of money and hire us to come to the Moon Island. In this way, all three of them are very likely... Oh~"

Uncle Maori’s hand was removed from Conan’s head: “Little devil, don’t pretend to be an adult, ask East to ask West!”

Then, Uncle Maori smiled and looked at the doctor: "I am embarrassed, the children are too messy. Well, but these three people are really likely to be principals. So, I am a doctor, what are we going to do?" Can you find them three?"

Cheng Shi doctor glanced at Conan and then smiled and said: "If you want to find them, then you can go to the public hall! I just said that the public hall will hold the recollection of the former village chief, Mr. Kameyama. Mr. Heiyan, Mr. Kawashima and Mr. Nishimoto, they are all friends of Mr. Kameyama who grew up together. They should all go. Yes, in fact, I will go there, but after work~ I came to this island, the first object of the autopsy, Mr. Kameyama..."

Shu Yunwen blinked.

After the doctors have gone to the public hall, it is estimated that it is the beginning of the murder case?

“Is it?” Uncle Maori nodded with a smile. “Thank you for telling us about this.”

Several people talked for a while, and Uncle Maori stood up and offered a farewell.

After the group walked out of the Moon Shadow Island Clinic, Conan turned to look at Shu Yunwen and was curious: "Yongwen brother, you didn't seem to ask anything..."

Shu Yunwen is still thinking about helping to be a real thing. After hearing Conan’s question, he will return to God and then turn his eyes. "You have already asked the questions. What else do I have to ask?"

"Well... no matter how much. Since we arrived at Yueying Island, we should take the opportunity to taste the food on Moonlight Island..."

Uncle Maori incarcerated food, but before he finished, he was interrupted by Conan: "Uncle Maori, I think we should go to the public hall now! The three people may be in the public hall now. Um... If we can find the client, maybe the client will ask us to eat the most delicious food on Moonlight Island..."

"Oh..." Uncle Maori held his chin. "Little devil, what you said is also very reasonable!"

The real food of Yueying Island, of course, is still to be found by people on Moonshadow Island.

Moreover, the most important thing is... If you find the client, it must be the client’s treat, and you don’t need Maori’s Xiaowulang to spend money~

"... In this case, let's go to the public hall first."

......

Outside the public hall.

Ping Tian and Ming Xiang Xiang Yunwen, Maori Xiaogolang, they said: "All in all, before the end of the remembrance of the Fa Conference, please wait here at the door, do not run around... After the end of the remembrance, the village head will meet you. Please. !"

After Pingtian Heming finished speaking, he would turn in.

Shu Yunwen quickly said: "Secretary Hirata, I am a sorcerer! There is a recollection of the Fa, but you have let me stay outside."

Hirata and Akira turned: "Shu Sang, please don't bother us? We have already invited the monks in the temple."

After Pingtian and Ming entered the public hall, Uncle Maori said: "It’s a rude guy! Can such a person be the secretary of the village chief? Really..."

Shu Yunwen turned his head and looked at Conan helplessly: "Do you find it very interesting to Edokawa Xiaopenyou? It’s because you are messing around and playing the piano, we will be driven out!"

Yes, Shu Yunwen, they had entered the public hall and were waiting to meet. As a result, Conan’s little ghost ran around and ran into the room where a piano was placed, playing the piano, and then... they were driven out. ~

Well, a bunch of less friendly guys.

Conan did not care much about this: "Mr. Hirata seems to be nervous about the piano. Moreover, the piano is not like the one that hasn't been played for a long time. Its tone is still very accurate, if no one If you tune it, it won’t be like this~!"

"Yes, it is a ghost! It must be a ghost! It is the ghost of Mr. Aso who is tuning it!" Xiaolan was very frightened.

Shu Yunwen flipped his eyes silently -

Hey Hey hey! Do you want to enter the show so fast? I haven’t heard anything about this spirit...

Moreover, when I saw the piano, Shu Yunwen also opened his eyes and swept his eyes.

He can be sure that there is absolutely no ghost in the piano, and there is no yin.

"Damn... The sky has begun to turn black." Maori Kogoro raised his hand and looked at his watch. "If you know it, you might as well eat something. We don't want to be like this now, stupid at the door of the public hall." The little devil is because of you!"

Uncle Maori also represented the people and bombarded Conan Xiaopen friends.

Conan smiled and looked at Xiaolan, who was scared next to him. Suddenly he teased his mind: "Sister Xiaolan, you said it was dark, would you have a ghost to run out?"

"Ah, ah~ hate it~" Xiaolan shouted twice, then pushed Conan.

"Hey~" Then, I saw a dog in Conan eating cockroaches, kneeling on the ground, a helpless face.

Xiaolan quickly helped Conan: "Conan, are you okay? Really, who makes you scare me..."

"Haha... Maori classmate, you can leave school. If there is a ghost running out, I will catch it." When Shu Yunwen spoke, his face smiled and looked at Conan with a funny smile. Alright? Let you scare Xiaolan.

"Then please Shusang!" Xiaolan children's shoes immediately said, I believe you.

"Right, just like the doctor wearing a black dress, it seems to be very beautiful!" Uncle Maori’s brain did not know what he was thinking.

Xiaolan was originally shooting clothes for Conan. When he heard this, he immediately yelled at Uncle Maori: "Dad! Can you give me the right thing to stop?"

Four people chatted, and there was a vague rumor from the public hall.

I don't know how long it took, Xiaolan looked up into the air: "The moon tonight seems to be very beautiful!"

Uncle Maori also looked up: "Yes! This beautiful moon is not common in Mihua Town... The air quality here is really good.... It’s said that the piano room is connected to the sea. If you look out in that room, the scenery at night must be great. Unfortunately, I blame this little devil..."

Uncle Maori looked at Conan with resentment.

"...hehehehe..." Conan smirked and immediately shifted the subject. "I don't know, it will take a long time for this recollection to end."

“Should it be faster?” Shu Yunwen smiled and turned his head and swept his eyes behind him. When he saw the situation inside the public hall, his face changed.

On the other side of the public hall, a yin and ghosts slowly grow and scatter toward the surroundings.

This scene also means that someone has died.

Shallow well became a reality, and finally started.

Shu Yunwen stood up and estimated the direction and walked in the direction of the yin. Uncle Maori, Conan, and Xiaolan are all curious. Conan even asked: "Yunwen brother, what are you going to do there?"

Shu Yunwen waved his hand and said casually: "I walked into the woods and didn't care about me."

Uncle Maori glanced at Shu Yunwen's direction, and the two rings were behind his head: "Weird guy."

Conan blinked and suddenly stood up and quickly chased in the direction of Shu Yunwen: "Sister Xiaolan, Uncle Maori, I will also go and see, you don't care about me."

"Conan! Don't run around! Really..." Xiaolan looked at the direction in which Conan ran away, and wanted to catch up, but looked at the woods of the ink, his heart was afraid, and there was a feeling of hairiness.

Uncle Maori took a look at the distance and said casually: "Well, Xiaolan, don't care about the little devil. If Shusang takes care of him, it will be fine."

"But..." Xiaolan hesitated and thought about it. After all, he gave up and kept up.

In the woods.

Shu Yunwen looked at the little devil who came behind him. He was a little helpless: "Edo river basin friend, how come you come?"

"Oh? Can't you?" Conan asked curiously. "Yongwen brother, do you have to have someone?"

Laozi is discovering that the shallow well is a real killer. Is it good to deal with evidence and traces? You are a little devil, it is very inconvenient!

Shu Yunwen spit in the heart, but said on his mouth: "Cut! Anyway, you want to follow, then follow."

Conan responded and then suddenly asked: "Yes, Yunwen brother. Regarding the secretary of Hirata, do you think he is a little strange?"

"Strange? Is there?" asked Shu Yunwen.

Conan nodded. "Of course! He had a good attitude towards us at the beginning. However, after seeing the piano, he seemed to be in a state of disappointment. He always felt that he was hiding. what……"

When two people had a ride and didn't talk, Shu Yunwen slowly slid to the point where the soul was not far away.

Conan curiously looked around: "Here... should it be the back of the piano room in the public hall?"

"Should be it! Strange, how can I slip here?" Shu Yunwen looked far away, through the faint light, you can see a new ghost floating on the sea, and some on the ground beach. Strange traces should be footprints.

The guy who is a shallow well, shouldn’t you kill someone in the sea?

Shu Yunwen recited the curse in the mouth, and then a "photograph", the new ghost has been caught in the hands of Shu Yunwen, turned into a soul ball.

Shu Yunwen looked down and saw that on the surface of the soul ball, a sly face tried constantly and seemed to want to break free.

This face, Shu Yunwen has not seen. However, thinking about it should be one of the goals of being a reality. Moreover, this new ghost should have lost its mind, just the most common newborn ghost.

“From here, can you enter the piano room?” Conan curiously said, just want to go ahead.

Shu Yunwen quickly reached out and seized Conan: "Edokawa small basin friends, don't run around. The front is the beach. If you are taken away by the sea, if you die, I can't afford this responsibility."

"Hehehe..." Conan smirked, and his heart turned white, oh! You will die!

As for Shu Yunwen, after carefully looking at the traces in the distance, it was determined that it should be after the footprints, and blinked, and the curse was again heard in the mouth.

[Ghost Witches & Royal Spirits]!

With the end of witchcraft, in the hands of Shu Yunwen, the soul ball suddenly vacated, and a group of yin and ghosts flew toward the beach not far away. Under the action of strange forces, the footprints on the sand were filled one by one. As if no one has ever walked from above.

After seeing the footprints disappear, Shu Yunwen no longer stayed, pulling Conan's hand, and turned around and left: "Well, little devil's head. I strolled enough, go back!"

"Oh... good!" Although Conan was a bit strange, he did not find any abnormalities. He nodded and followed Shu Yunwen's body and walked out of the woods.

Going back to the front of the public hall, Xiaolan immediately took Conan to the past: "Really, Conan, you are running around, too disobedient! Shu Sang, I am really sorry, Conan has trouble you."

"Oh, nothing." Shu Yunwen shook his head casually. At the same time, the new ghost in the distance quickly flew back to Shu Yunwen's hand and became the soul ball.

Uncle Maori smoked and took a deep breath: "Is there anything good in the woods?"

Shu Yunwen smiled and replied: "Of course not. I said, I just went to slip..."

"Well?" The words were not finished. Suddenly, only a burst of piano sound came from the public hall.

Conan's little ghost listened for a few seconds, then his face changed greatly, pushing the door of the public hall and rushing in.

Uncle Maori looked dignified and stood up: "Xiaolan, if I remember correctly, this song should be..."

"... "Moonlight", right?" Shu Yunwen took the call and looked at the public hall. Conan rushed to the figure and immediately followed.

Uncle Maori and Xiaolan saw each other and rushed into the public hall.

In the public hall, Conan followed the sound and found the door of the piano room, pushing the door hard.

As you can see, in the empty room, on the piano facing the door, a man with a wet body sat in the chair, his head on the keyboard, his face facing the window. Next to the piano, the beautiful and light music sounded like it came from heaven, but it seemed to come from hell.

Uncle Maori rushed to the front of the piano room at this time. After seeing the situation in the room, he immediately rushed into the room and reached out to the neck of the deceased. After a few seconds, he closed his eyes and shook his head. Late, he is dead."

Conan also walked into the room, first looked at the wet body, and along the water stains on the ground, went to the back door of the beach.

"The body, it should have been moved in from here. The water stains on the ground should be sea water, the traces of the ground, some sand, the feet of the deceased, and the sand. Initially, someone should call the deceased. Go out, then suffocate in the water, and dragged into the piano room from the back door..."

Conan reasoned in the mind, at the same time thought of the situation before and Shu Yunwen from the woods, see the situation on the beach.

"Inferred from time, when Shu Yunwen and I were in the woods, the deceased had already been killed and had been dragged into the room. Damn! Who did it? Who is it?!"

Conan's heart is still thinking, as for Shu Yunwen, with a smile on his face, looking through the window of the back door to the beach outside.

The waves of the sea are surging, and the beach is flat and there is no trace.

Conan walked to Shu Yunwen and jumped to the back door window. He looked outside and the whole person was stunned.

On the ground... How could there be no trace?

"Damn!" Uncle Maori groaned in his mouth and turned to see the real doctor in the crowd. "A real doctor, can you trouble you for a post-mortem?"

"Ah? Yes!" The highly skilled doctor of the realist gave a cry. He walked in. After watching it for a while, he asserted, "The deceased should have been killed. However, before the dissection, it is not certain..."

"Oh, oh... there are traces of the earth..." Maori Kogoro also walked to the back door. "Is it drowned in the sea and then dragged into the room? Good prisoner, really abominable guy... ... my detective Maori Kogoro must grab you!"

Conan said with dignity: "Uncle Maori, my inference is the same as you. Just, don't you think that there is something missing on the beach outside?"

Uncle Maori snorted: "Is there anything less?"

"On the beach outside, there are no traces of footprints and drags." Conan opened the door.

Uncle Maori squatted outside, then unscrewed the door and looked at the beach: "Really, really not? How is this possible? How did he do it, can he leave footprints?!"

Conan also stood on the wooden ladder in front of the door, looking at the flat beach below, and a slightly obvious water stain: "...if our reasoning is correct, it means that there is no energy on the beach." Support the most critical part of our reasoning. That is, this is..."

"...cannot commit crime!"

PS: The first person is dead~~啦啦啦~~

PS2: Connaught pit Conan, I said it is very cool...