"Hey, policeman," Conan asked, "Did Mr. Aso really set fire to his family?"

"It's probably true." The old man thought for a while, "because there were four people who saw it in one period. The former village chief, Mr. Kameyama, Kuroiwa Village Chief, Mr. Nishimoto and Mr. Kawashima."

"Then," Conan's heart moved, "What's the relationship between these four people?"

"Including Mr. Aso, the five of them are friends who grew up together."

Friends who grew up together since childhood? Conan felt that he had found a clue to the truth, but he couldn't see clearly. "Then, where is that big brother named Murazawa?" Conan asked in another question.

"That guy suddenly came to this island three years ago," the old policeman thought for a while, "It was said that he was finally engaged to Miss Heiyan a few days ago, but the village chief has always opposed this matter."

"Then, where is that secretary named Hirata?" Conan asked.

"He," the old policeman looked indifferent, "He is just a timid and cowardly man, and probably won't do such a vicious thing. However, I often see him and Mr. Kawashima sneakingly in the citizen hall and not knowing what to do."

"Where is Mr. Kiyomizu?"

"He, he is a man with a strong sense of justice and is loved by fishermen." The old policeman looked down at Conan, "Do you have anything else to ask? Little detective?"

"Ah..." Conan quickly smiled and changed the subject.

"Which child do you really look like," said the old policeman. "He came to ask me these questions early this morning!"

"What? Charlotte?" Conan was shocked. He also...

"Huh? I remember that child is not named Asayu?" The old policeman looked at Conan strangely.

"Ah, yes, Charlotte is his teacher's name." Conan said quickly.

One hour later.

"Strange, it should be here!" The old policeman searched through the cabinets in the room to find the keys.

"Please," Conan lowered his eyelids, "It's been an hour!"

"Ah! I found it, that's it!" The old man finally found his key from under a pile of file bags.

At this time, Xiaolan ran in from outside, "Sister Lan?" Conan looked at her in surprise.

"You guys are too slow," Xiaolan ran out of breath, "Everyone was impatient to wait, and they were all back."

"What!" As if a bolt from the blue, Conan was completely silenced, "You mean, everyone in the suspect has gone back?"

"Yes," Xiaolan was surprised by Conan's reaction. "The last words left by the prisoner were 'resentment of sin, eliminated here', indicating that it has been completed, so there will be no more murders."

How could it be! Conan gritted his teeth. So far, the crime scene was played with the first and second movements of Moonlight, but the song Moonlight...

"There is still a third movement!" The dark citizen hall whispered with the sound of a low piano sound.

"You, who are you?" In the warehouse, a figure was roaring in despair. It was a man, standing on a chair, with his legs tied. "Why lock me here! Are you Keiji Aso? Are you! Are you?"

"Guess," the voice was filled with a strong teasing, "Three of the four have already gone, your hands are covered with blood. Do you think you can escape for a while, and you can escape for a lifetime? They are still waiting for you!" The biting murderous intent filled the entire citizen hall. Even in summer, the air actually emitted a cold feeling.

"I know! I know everything!" The figure in the warehouse completely collapsed, "It was us! It was us...but I..."

"No need to say more, go to hell and explain to your good brother." The voice snorted coldly, "Please choose your own way of death, otherwise it would be not as simple as death."

The man in the warehouse picked up the rope with his hands trembling and placed it in front of him, but he couldn't put it on. "Tell me, are you Aso... Is Aso!" After shouting the last sentence with all his might, he seemed to be limp. The rope was hanging on his neck. He was so scared that he wanted to untie it, but his hands kept shaking.

"Listen to this and you will know what this is." The voice stopped talking, replaced by a smooth and soothing sonata, which was very wonderful, as if there was a sense of tranquility of the moonlight shining on people.

The figure in the warehouse was like hearing Kaobi. His legs were weak and the chair was overturned. He hung on the rope and struggled violently, but the strong sense of suffocation made his movements smaller and smaller, and finally stopped. The moonlight shone on his pale face, revealing a face that collapsed after being subjected to infinite fear and condemnation of the soul.

"Yue...Light...Ma..." The man spitted out the last few notes, and then he lost his breath.

The warehouse is quiet.

The sound of the piano stopped, and a figure walked out, walked straight to the warehouse, opened the door, looked at the man who had lost his breath, and sighed.

"Childhood friendship is too trivial in the face of interests."

He untied the rope that tied the man's legs, threw it into the pile of debris beside him, threw down a stack of paper, walked back to the piano room, looked at the man with sunglasses lying on the ground, and shook his head.

"I'm a good person. It seems that I'm wrong. I'm sorry to call me wrong." After saying that, he turned around and disappeared into the night.

......

"Hurry up!" In front of the warehouse, Conan was urging the old policeman to open the warehouse door as soon as possible.

"Conan's curiosity is really strong." Xiaolan smiled helplessly.

"After that being said, where did Asayu go?" Conan asked hurriedly as if he had remembered something.

"Eh?" Xiaolan looked surprised, "Isn't Xiaofeng with you?"

"What? How could he be with me?" Conan couldn't help but raise his tone. "I haven't seen him except in the evening!"

"How could that be? He clearly told me that he was by your side?" Xiaolan was also anxious.

"Forget it, I don't have time to care about that guy for the time being...what!" Conan heard a sound in the piano room next door!

Conan ran over quickly, "Stop!" He shouted to a black shadow. When the black shadow saw someone coming, he jumped suddenly and broke the window and ran away. Conan was about to chase him, but suddenly he was tripped by something. When he looked up, he saw a man with sunglasses lying on the ground and moaning.

"Mr. Murazawa!" Conan was shocked and was about to come forward to check, but he heard Xiaolan's harsh screams coming from the warehouse!

"Lan!" Conan heard Xiaolan's voice and immediately became anxious and ran towards the warehouse. When he arrived, he saw such a terrible scene;

The man hung on the beam of the house, his eyes wide open, his face full of fear and horror, as if he had really seen the scene of demons and hell, and there were several music scores scattered under his feet.

"Mr. Nishimoto!"

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Chapter completed!