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Chapter 29 [029] I bet you don't have bullets in your gun

Chapter 29 [029] I bet you don't have bullets in your gun

Hearing that it was a murder case and not caused by any ghost, most of the villagers became a little nervous.

After all, if you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. The death of Keiji Aso had nothing to do with them, so they naturally wouldn't be afraid.

But if it is a murderer, then you have to weigh it in your heart.

People's hearts are the most terrifying, who knows if that guy will kill people again.

"Xiao Lan, go to the police."

Kogoro began to give orders:

"Before the police come, let the only doctor present, Dr. Makoto Asai, do the autopsy."

"Ok."

Makoto Asai put on the medical gloves he had prepared long ago, stepped forward, and began to examine the corpse very professionally.After a while, he said to Kogoro: "The deceased was drowned. Since there is no professional equipment, I can only roughly infer that the time of death was within 15 minutes... well, it will not exceed half an hour." Hour."

Kogoro squeezed his chin: "Half an hour ago, I left the venue and came to the entrance. Since then, no one has been seen coming in or out. From the traces of the scene, the deceased should have gone out from this room to On the beach, he was drowned in the sea water outside, and then dragged into this room and placed on the piano. Then he pressed the play button of the tape recorder he had prepared long ago, walked out of the room, and returned to the venue as if nothing happened. "

He looked at the people outside the door: "So the murderer is probably still in this public hall."

As soon as Kogoro said this, everyone's expressions changed.

At this time, Xiaolan finally brought the police officer on the island, the only police officer.

It is an old police officer with white hair and white beard. Looking at his kind appearance in his old age, he can't help but make people feel pitiful.

"Okay," Kogoro pointed at the old police officer, "You can stay here tonight to guard the corpse and the scene."

"what?"

The old police officer was stunned: "Which... don't need it, can I just lock the doors and windows?"

"How can I do that? As the only police officer on the island, even if there is no one to supervise him, he must still do his duty. Do you understand?"

"Uh... well."

The old police officer moved his old arms and legs, and suddenly remembered something: "What about you?"

"Since you're here, let's go home. It's so late, let's wait for the police force to come tomorrow and ask questions one by one."

Kogoro yawned and waved at the crowd: "It's alright, alright, don't even look at it, let's go."

Seeing that Kogoro had spoken, all the onlookers naturally left, and in the end only the old policeman was left alone, looking at the hideous corpse lying on the piano with a sad face, and sighed: "Let's talk first, tonight we will Neither of them can bother the other."

On the way back to the hotel, Conan lowered his head and thought.

The mysterious entrustment letter, the pianist who committed suicide 12 years ago, and the weird moonlight song...all of these reveal that this case is extraordinary.

But Conan still has no clues. After all, there are too many people participating in the ritual, and anyone may commit crimes during the period...

He stopped suddenly, and the entrustment letter appeared in his mind, and a long-lost inspiration flashed: "It's not good, uncle, that entrustment letter is a murder notice, this... eh, where is Uncle?"

Xiaolan said: "Dad said that there are clues to investigate, let's go back to the hotel first, and then leave."

"Uncle, he ran away?"

Conan clenched his fists: "Damn it, uncle must have discovered the hidden meaning of the entrustment letter a long time ago, and went to investigate secretly by himself."

"What's wrong with you, Conan, you've been listless all the way, are you sleepy?"

Xiaolan knelt down and touched Conan's head.

"Sister Xiaolan, according to the entrustment letter, this is a serial murder case."

Conan said anxiously: "So next, the murderer is likely to attack again. Uncle will be in danger alone."

"What, serial murder?"

Xiaolan was startled at first, but she calmed down immediately: "Don't worry, Dad is very powerful. Believe me, if the murderer dares to trouble Dad, then the murderer must be the one who is in danger."

"Huh? Is uncle very powerful?"

"Of course."

"I can't see it."

"I heard from my mother that my father entered the police station as the number one shooter, and he was unrivaled in mixed martial arts. Before he resigned from the police force, there was no murderer who could survive a round in front of his father."

"Is it so powerful?" Conan looked disbelieving, "Compared to you, sister Xiaolan?"

"Karate is the best in the world, so naturally..."

Xiaolan puffed her face, and finally said discouraged, "Of course Dad won, because I haven't practiced karate enough yet."

No, Lan, trust me, your karate is already very good.

Conan felt a moment of silence for the hammered utility poles, walls, tabletops, and cement roads.

"Okay, Conan, I know you adore Dad (Conan: No, I don't, don't talk nonsense), and you want to be a detective (Conan: I am), but you are a child after all, you have to go to bed .”

"No, I'm going to find my uncle."

"Be obedient~~"

"no no……"

"boom!"

Looking at the electric poles that were hit by accident again, Conan immediately became a good baby: "I suddenly feel so sleepy, sister Xiaolan."

"This is a good boy. When we get back to the hotel, let's take a bath together...Huh? Conan, why are you blushing so much?"

"It's nothing, sister Xiaolan, let's go back quickly."

Just when Conan took the initiative to drag Xiaolan back to the hotel, Kogoro followed someone to an inaccessible cliff on the outskirts of Moon Shadow Island.

"Hey, detective from Tokyo, have you followed me long enough?"

The man stood on the edge of the cliff and said in a cold voice without moving his head.

"I'm just curious, as the fiancé of the village chief's daughter, where does he want to go when he's sneaking around at night."

Kogoro showed up boldly, and the person he was following was none other than Murchi Zhou Yi.

Murakami turned around on Monday, and looked at Kogoro with an unfriendly expression: "Open the skylight and tell the truth, Mr. Detective, why have you been targeting me since daytime?"

"You misunderstood, one week late..."

"I told you before, my name is Cun Chi Zhou Yi!"

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Zhou, I don't mean anything else, I just think you are like a very familiar acquaintance of mine."

"That's enough, Mr. Detective, if you don't tell the truth, then you can only stay here forever."

On Monday, Murachi showed a pistol backhand and pointed it at Kogoro Mori.

Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Kogoro didn't feel nervous, but shrugged his shoulders relaxedly: "I'll make you a bet that there are no bullets in your gun..."

"boom!"

A bullet flew out close to Kogoro's temple.

"..."

Kogoro looked at the muzzle of the gun emitting green smoke, and said helplessly, "Why don't you play your cards according to the routine."

"Tell me, otherwise the next shot will blow your head off..."

Suddenly Murchi opened his eyes wide on Monday, and Kogoro, who was originally more than ten steps away from him, suddenly flashed in front of him, and a big hand grabbed his face fiercely.

"not good!"

(End of this chapter)

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