Rebirth from Conan

Chapter 61 A Perfect Performance

It's twelve o'clock exactly at midnight.

It seemed that because no murder had occurred in the community center as in the original book, the scene was peaceful and calm everywhere.

The full moon hung high in the sky, like a jade plate, casting a bright and soft light.

Soon, two men came to the open space outside the museum. One of them, a bald man with a fierce look, Kuroiwa Tatsuji, looked at the other man with a spiky hair, Nishimoto Ken, and said in a very unfriendly tone: "Hey, what do you mean by calling me here in the middle of the night? If you have anything to say, just say it quickly. I have to go back and prepare my election speech later."

"Ah? Didn't you write to tell me that there was a problem with the drugs hidden in the piano and asked me to come here?" Upon hearing this, Nishimoto Ken looked at Kuroiwa Tatsuji with a confused face, and then took out a piece of letter paper from his arms.

It only said: There is a problem with drugs, come to the community center at 12 o'clock at night - Kuroiwa Tatsuji.

Kuroiwa Tatsuji frowned immediately, "That's not right, didn't you slip a letter into my room, saying you had something to tell me and asked me to come here quickly?"

However, when both of them were confused...

Suddenly, a beautiful and melodious piano sound was heard in the concert hall of the community center.

"Ok?"

This is……

Beethoven Sonata No. 14?

Kuroiwa Tatsuji stood there in a daze.

When Ken Nishimoto heard the sound of the piano, his whole body began to tremble.

"Should...should we just leave here quickly?" he said.

"I want to see who is behind this."

Kuroiwa Tatsuji walked towards the concert hall.

With no other choice, Ken Nishimoto had to follow closely behind.

After a while, we arrived at the end of the corridor on the first floor.

As soon as the two pushed the door and walked into the room, they saw Kawashima Hideo tied up in the corner.

besides……

There is also a young man sitting in front of the piano, playing "Moonlight".

"Aso Keiji?!" Kuroiwa Tatsuji exclaimed.

That’s right, the man in front of me is undoubtedly Keiji Aso.

He was wearing a black tuxedo and was about thirty years old. He looked almost the same as he was twelve years ago, as if time had not left any traces on his face.

He was like a puppet being controlled by someone, playing the piano madly like a possessed person, and playing faster and faster.

When the last note came to an abrupt end, Kuroiwa Tatsuji swallowed his saliva and asked with a heavy face, "Who... who are you?"

"It's only been twelve years since we last met, have you already forgotten me?" Keiji Aso replied.

"Really you?!"

Hearing this extremely familiar voice, Kuroiwa Tatsuji collapsed to the ground on the spot.

No...impossible.

That guy clearly died twelve years ago!

How is it possible that ghosts exist in this world?

He murmured inwardly in panic.

at the same time.

Aso Keiji instantly left the stool, floated into the air, and moved towards them. Seeing this, Nishimoto Ken wanted to turn around and run away, but the door behind him was locked tightly, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it at all.

Seeing that Aso Keiji was about to float in front of him, the frightened Nishimoto Ken finally fell to his knees with a plop, "I'm... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that, please forgive me!"

"Not only did you kill me, you also killed my wife and daughter. You locked the three of us in the house and burned us alive to ashes! In order to draw attention to the fire in the house, I played the piano desperately until I was completely burned unconscious by the flames... Do you know how desperate I was at that time?"

Keiji Aso, who was floating in the air, grabbed Ken Nishimoto's throat. His palms were cold and his eyes were ferocious, as if he was a ghost who had returned from hell to take his life.

"I... I didn't want to do that. I don't dare to kill anyone! It was the three of them who instigated me to set the fire. I have actually felt guilty all these years..."

"Are you really feeling guilty?"

"It's true, it's all true! Mr. Aso, please forgive me. As long as you forgive me, I will go to the police station and turn myself in immediately!"

He trailed off.

Snapped!
The lights in the concert hall came on.

Ma Chengshi, who had been recording the whole process, walked in from outside with a cell phone in hand.

Nishimoto Ken turned his head and looked at him blankly.

"You...you guys...who are you?" He asked subconsciously, his soul already out of his body.

"I am Aso Shigemi, the son of Aso Keiji who was killed by you." Aso Shigemi replied.

And Aso Keiji... no, it's Xia He.

Xia He tore off the makeup on his face and looked at the other person with a smile in his eyes, "Jiunio Xia He, an ordinary milk tea shop owner."

……

Time goes back five hours ago.

beach.

"You are not my father, who are you?"

Looking at the man in front of him who looked exactly like his deceased father, Asanari clenched his fists.

"Of course I'm not your father."

Xia He said, tearing off the disguise on his face, "But I can use the face I just saw to help you get the evidence you have been wanting to collect."

"Are you the one who was with Detective Maori and the others today?" Masashi recognized Xia He at a glance, but soon his expression became gloomy, "It's too late..."

"How can it be considered late if you haven't killed anyone yet?"

As Xia He spoke, he handed Ma Cheng Shi a few pieces of music that he had just found in the warehouse of the community center.

"These music scores are what your father left for you before he died, locked in the safe in his room. You just need to fill in the English letters on the piano keys in order, and then piece together the words corresponding to the notes on the music score, and you will get the words 'Chengshi, you have to live well on your own.'"

Ma Chengshi reached out and took it.

After following Xia He's instructions and carefully looking at the secret codes on the music score for a while, tears finally couldn't stop flowing from her eyes.

After a long while, he wiped his face with his sleeve and asked Xia He, "Why are you helping me?"

"You sent that letter, didn't you just want someone to stop you?"

Xia He showed an expression of great confidence, "So, do you need my help? Just like your father, put on a perfect show to bring the three living criminals to justice."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand again.

Seeing this, Ma Chengshi took a step forward and shook hands tightly with Xia He.

(End of this chapter)