The melodious piano music spread throughout the public hall.
In the room where the ritual was taking place, someone's expression changed.
A certain primary school student who was originally sitting on the steps immediately rushed in with a changed expression.
Mao Lilan and Mao Li Kogoro also followed.
"It seems that someone has entered eternal sleep." Tsushima Shuji said to Amuro with some envy.
Then he walked in slowly.
There were several big men in black suits standing in the corridor outside the room, but no one dared to open the door to the room where the sound of the piano was coming from.
I could only watch helplessly as a certain primary school student pushed open the door.
The murder scene was revealed.
A man was lying on the piano, covered in water and looking dead.
There were also wet marks on the surrounding ground.
You can see the sea outside through the window of this room.
"It's a curse! It must be the curse of this piano!" Someone said in panic one after another.
"Don't worry, don't worry, it's just a recording. How can a dead person continue to play the piano?" Shuji Tsushima said silently at the door.
Amuro Toru gave him a strange look.
Kaa, this guy, can actually comfort people?
He watched the young man whispering quietly with his back to everyone.
"Ah... this kind of guy can get eternal sleep, but I can't..."
Toru Amuro:......
Sure enough, is this what you really mean?
"Detective Tsushima, this is your occasion. Why don't you go and observe?" He suddenly spoke in Tsushima Shuji's ear with evil intentions.
The boy showed no signs of being frightened at all, looking listless.
"Yada, I have no interest in this kind of case at all..."
"Huh? But weren't you looking forward to it when you came?" Toru Amuro was confused.
Since I have no interest at all, am I the one who insisted on coming in the first place?
"It's not this person's death that I'm looking forward to." Tsushima Shuji looked at him strangely and said.
Then he continued to lower his head and mutter.
"Damn it... I'm so jealous... I'm so jealous that I'm going bad..."
"Why doesn't the goddess of death love me?"
"She is my long-cherished wish..."
Toru Amuro: Hey, what you're looking forward to is not just a case, but actually the death of others?
Not what this person means...
Who else will die?
impossible……
Foreseeing the future or something... can even people with high IQs do it?
On the other side, Kudo Shinichi, who looked like an elementary school student, also started his own reasoning.
"...Here, from the door to the piano, there are traces of dragging water..."
Shuji Tsushima squatted on the spot, his kite-colored left eye darkly looking at a certain elementary school student who was talking clearly and incessantly.
Smiled emotionlessly.
"Hey, you really don't hide anything."
He doesn't hide his weirdness, and his style is still so public that he wants to put a sign on his body saying "I'm not a real elementary school student, there's something wrong with me".
"Hey, it's interesting, Tohru-kun." The young man asked in a brisk tone.
"That little detective."
Toru Amuro crossed his arms and looked at the elementary school student whose IQ was higher than ordinary people.
"It's indeed interesting. That kid looks so smart." He thought carefully.
"Because he is the organization's experimental subject." Tsushima Shuji said casually.
"Ah, speaking of which, you should be able to guess his identity." He turned around and asked Toru Amuro.
"...Is it the famous high school detective?" Toru Amuro asked tentatively.
"Guessed it right, but there is no reward."
"It's funny, high school students become elementary school students, but the detective is still a detective."
"Speaking of which, Toru-kun must remember to protect this little detective. After all, the organization has already targeted him." Shuji Tsushima suddenly laughed softly as he spoke.
"Sa, let's continue to be spectators." He said, stood up, and returned to the crowd.
…
The short, fat, bald head of Heiyan Village, and the woman with a bold face is his daughter. Wearing black blind sunglasses, it seems that the person who is going to play erhu on the street next moment is his bald son-in-law.
The tall, thin man in black clothes was Masato Shimizu whom I had met.
The man with messy hair, unfocused eyes, and a rather nervous look was a man named Nishimoto.
At this moment, mutual slander is going on at the crime scene.
Baldhead said that Masato Qingshui was the biggest beneficiary after the death of the deceased, and his daughter also assisted Baldhead crazily. As for Masato Qingshui, Baldhead said that Baldhead, like him, was an electoral officer.
The deceased was happy even when he was dead and bald.
The bald daughter said angrily that Masato Shimizu had arranged the deceased's ticket sources to be his own.
At this time, the clever primary school detective raised new doubts.
"Then why did the murderer move the deceased to this room?"
"That's because the prisoner wanted to blame the curse on the piano for the deceased's death." Mouri Kogoro replied.
"How strange, what do you think, Brother Tsushima?" A certain elementary school student looked at the young man in black who appeared.
"Huh? Don't look at me. I don't know anything. Detective Mori will be able to find out the truth, right?" Tsushima Shuji said helplessly, spreading his hands.
"Haha, yes, I, Maori Kogoro, will definitely find the murderer!" Maori Kogoro smiled wildly.
So I asked that the piano was donated by Keiji Aso fifteen years ago, and Keiji Aso’s name was on it.
Mouri Kogoro reached for it and found a sheet of music.
"Tsujima... you are the president of Tsushima Club, right?" The bald man came to Tsujima Shuji, who was watching the show silently, and said hesitantly.
"Exactly down there."
"Ah la la, this is true, this is such a great name that I have admired for a long time! President Tsushima came to our Moon Shadow Island to play, but I have caused this kind of thing to happen to you. I am really sorry." The bald head clenched his hands and said very apologetically.
"When the detective finds out the murderer, I will receive you well." Baldhead said respectfully.
"...Next, it's your turn." Tsushima Shuji glanced at him and whispered.
"What did you say?" Baldhead looked like he didn't hear clearly.
"No, I said, I am very much looking forward to the reception from the Black Rock Village Chief." The young president was cold and distant, with a polite tone.
"sure."
Shuji Tsushima: You won’t live until that time anyway~
Since it was getting late, it was not conducive to the investigation, so everyone dispersed and decided to start the investigation tomorrow.
After Ms. Makoto Asai praised Conan's reasoning performance greatly, a certain elementary school student said sincerely that he learned all his reasoning from Kogoro Mori.
So he got a punch from Mouri Kogoro's love.
Conan then published his own reasoning.
"...Someone will be killed next..."
So Mouri Kogoro, who was halfway there, ran back to the public hall after hearing Conan's reasoning.
Edogawa Conan and Mao Lilan also followed.
"Tsushima-kun, do you want to go with us?" Mao Lilan asked before following.
Shuji Tsushima: ...No, I don’t want to sleep with a corpse for one night, still a dead man...
"Well, Mr. Amuro and I won't disturb Mr. Mori Kogoro's investigation. We will go back to the hotel first."
