In Conan, the shrine is inherited

Ye Qiuxin pointed at something that looked like a stick and asked, "What is this?"

"Blood collection pen." Huiyuan Ai opened the cap of the pen and took out a pack of needles. "It is used with a disposable sterile blood collection needle. In layman's terms, as long as I point the pen tip at someone's fingertips and press it, blood can be collected."

"It's quite convenient..." Ye Qiuxin smacked his lips.

Forgive his ignorance, but he had gone to the hospital several times before just to collect souls, and he didn't care about medical equipment. He still thought that drawing blood was like sticking a long needle into his arm.

I didn't expect technology to develop to such a convenient level.

So, can all the experimental materials that Haibara Ai wants be gathered today?

Ye Qiuxin turned to look at Asai Chengmi and said, "Doctor Asai, please take a look at how much these things cost. Don't say anything polite like they're free or free. These things are separate and I'll pay for them honestly."

"Okay." Asai Narimi chuckled, "I really wanted to say it's free..."

When he heard that Haibara Ai wanted experimental equipment, he was a little surprised, thinking that the little girl wanted something dangerous, but when he saw the real thing, he was immediately relieved.

Just some gadgets.

The price was also very cheap, and Ye Qiuxin completed the checkout.

Haibara Ai then put these little things into her latest model of Fuesa bag, and was eager to try them out on Conan.

It's a pity that Conan can't be placed on the experimental table...

Ye Qiuxin had the same idea.

But if there really is such an opportunity, he has to wait until the day when Conan confronts him, and it is natural for Conan to actively cooperate with the experiment. The Shinkansen train does not count, as the timing is not right.

As I said, Conan is too reckless now, and he is full of traps.

If you tell him about the winery, you might end up getting yourself into trouble.

Not long after, Kogoro Mouri, Ran Mouri, Conan and others rushed to the Tsukikage Island Clinic and met Asai Narimi. Ran Mouri whispered in her heart that this sister was so beautiful; Conan complained in his heart, how come Ye Qiuxin could meet beautiful women everywhere.

I met one at Shanni Temple, and another at Yueying Island...

Maori Kogoro exclaimed directly and carelessly: "Wow, this nurse is so beautiful."

Asai Chengshi covered his mouth and chuckled: "You are polite, but I am not a nurse."

Ye Qiu was startled, and repeatedly told himself in his heart that this was a man, and quickly raised his hand to introduce: "Let me introduce you, this is a doctor on the island, her name is Asai Chengmi, I have met her once before, and this time it was just a coincidence.

"I told Dr. Asai about dinner. She will take us to find a good restaurant later."

"That's great!" Maori Kogoro said excitedly, "Thank you, Dr. Asai!" Then he paused and asked tentatively, "Are we going to eat together, or eat separately, or go Dutch? Is the hotel expensive?"

The implication of his words is whether I need to spend money.

Mao Lilan said embarrassedly: "Dad, it's so embarrassing..."

"Haha, it's okay, I'll treat you." Asai Narimi said, "In fact, I have always wanted to meet the famous Mori detective - Kogoro who is favored by the god of death."

Conan turned his face away in shame when he heard that. He really didn't mean to get this nickname.

Just blame the unscrupulous media.

"Ah? You recognize me?" Kogoro Mouri pointed at himself.

"I am your loyal fan and read every report." Asai Narimi said with a smile.

"Ahahahaha..." Maori Kogoro laughed proudly, showing his funny nature. "It's such an honor. I didn't expect that I would have a beautiful fan on such a small island!"

Suddenly, his expression became serious again, and he earnestly told Asai Narimi: "But Dr. Asai, I hope you can remember that I am not Kogoro who is favored by the god of death. This is all made up by the newspapers.

"Sleeping Kogoro is the name I approve of! Hahahaha!"

Asai Narimi: “…”

He thought Kogoro Mouri had discovered something, but he didn't expect him to tell him this boring thing.

Ran Mouri and Conan covered their faces with their hands and were so embarrassed that they dug their toes into the ground. It was too embarrassing.

Ye Qiuxin, Huihara Ai, Miyano Akemi and the ghost all had expressionless faces and complained silently in their hearts that this Uncle Maori was really unreliable.

Soon, the group arrived at the barbecue restaurant.

The two groups sat down separately, the Maori family sat in one row, and the Ye Qiuxin family and Asai Chengmi sat together. Six people just sat down at a barbecue table, and Miyano Akemi quietly floated to the back kitchen to check the hygiene and freshness of the ingredients.

The answer was: very clean and very fresh.

Ye Qiuxin sat down with peace of mind.

The group ordered a table full of dishes, but the plates had not yet arrived.

Several people were chatting casually.

Asai Narumi introduced his family background, saying that he was from Tokyo and had come to live on Yueying Island a few years ago. He would go back to Tokyo every weekend, and that he and Ye Qiuxin met at Yuehua Shrine.

Conan suddenly realized, no wonder there were fans of Uncle Maori on the island.

Dr. Asai probably heard the news about "Kogoro favored by the god of death" in Tokyo.

Ye Qiuxin opened the topic: "Mr. Maori, you said before that Aso Keiji was dead? What is the situation? Can you tell me in detail?"

"Hey, don't mention it." Maori Kogoro broke open the disposable chopsticks and said, "Xiaolan, I, and this kid who lives in my house, looked for Keiji Aso's name in the list of residents at the village office, but we couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

“Then someone told me that Keiji Aso had died more than ten years ago.

"After killing a family, he set fire to his own home and died while playing the piano in the fire."

"It seems to be..." Maori Kogoro thought carefully, "Mozart's Moonlight!"

"It's Beethoven's 'Moonlight', right?" Asai Narumi reminded him with gritted teeth.

"Who cares?" Maori Xiaowu shook his head and said angrily, "If you ask me, this is just a prank!"

"That may not be the case." Conan gave his analysis, "Hasn't the other party already paid the full amount? Who would use half a million dollars to play a prank?"

"Kid, what do you know? I, Kogoro Mori, am a famous detective in Japan. Five hundred thousand yen is just a trap, a bait to lure me into the trap! There will definitely be greater crises waiting for me in the future! It would be wise for us to leave Tsukikage Island as soon as possible now!" Kogoro Mori vowed.

"What about Brother Qiu Xin's 5 million yen?" Conan kept asking questions.

"Conan, look what this is?" Kogoro Mouri shook his fist.

"Haha..." Conan scratched his head and laughed awkwardly, "I just thought that someone on the island, such as Aso Keiji's relatives and friends, felt that his death was too strange, so they used his name to ask you, uncle, to investigate."

Ye Qiuxin took a sip of tea and said nothing. This kid's reasoning was really amazing.

Although it is only a preliminary inference, it is infinitely close to the truth.

When Asai Narumi heard Conan's reasoning, he was also surprised for a moment. He understood why Ye Qiuxin said that Conan was more difficult to deal with than Mouri Kogoro. The reasoning made by this kid was really extraordinary.

Even a little... too smart.

That's not something a little kid would say at all.

"That's indeed possible." Maori Kogoro pressed his chin and tried to think, "Doctor Asai, are there people on the island who know Keiji Aso and can come up with 500... 5.5 million yen?"

"Yes." Asai Narimi pretended to recall, "I remember that Aso Keiji, the village chief Kuroiwa Tatsuji, the island's big capitalist Kawashima Hideo, the former village chief Kameyama, and Nishimoto Ken were playmates when they were young.

"The first two people who fit your description can both come up with 5.5 million yen."

"What about the other two?" Conan asked.

"It's impossible for them to do that." Asai Narimi said with a smile, "Although Mr. Kameyama had a lot of money, he died of a heart attack two years ago. As for Mr. Nishimoto Ken, he didn't have a job, but I heard that he used to be very rich and spent his days gambling and looking for women.

"I don't know what the situation is now. I think he can't come up with the money."

"Is that so...ah!" Conan frowned, suddenly raised his hands to cover his head, and stared at Kogoro Mouri with a resentful look, "Uncle Mouri, what are you doing?"

Isn’t the matter of 5.5 million in the past?

"Kid, there's no need for you to ask random questions here!" Kogoro Mouri finally felt relieved.

He was still angry about the 5.5 million, but he used a new excuse to avoid people thinking he was holding a grudge.

Then, Maori Kogoro looked at Asai Narimi and said seriously, "Dr. Asai, let us detectives investigate. You are a doctor, so you should not jump to conclusions. For example, Mr. Nishimoto is also a big suspect. Who knows if he has secretly hidden some money. Right."

"You're right." Asai Narimi nodded.

"Ahem." Maori Kogoro coughed twice. It felt so good to have a beautiful fan who was so obedient. "So, Dr. Asai, please tell us where we can meet the three suspects mentioned above."

Ye Qiuxin was stunned. How did he become a suspect after just sending a letter of authorization?

"Today, we can meet him at the community center," said Asai Narimi. "Today, there happens to be a memorial service for the former village chief, Mr. Kameyama, at the community center. Mr. Kuroiwa and his friends were Mr. Kameyama's childhood friends, so they will definitely be there."

"Today?" Conan noticed something unusual.

The letter of entrustment sent by Keiji Aso and the phone call both required us to arrive at Tsukikage Island on the night of the full moon, which was today. And today happened to be the memorial service for the former village chief...

This is too coincidental, right?

Or did "Keiji Aso" deliberately want them to meet Mr. Kuroiwa and others?

Chapter 128 We are different

"Dr. Asai, did the former village chief really die of a heart attack?" Conan said with a grim expression.

"Really." Asai Narimi said seriously, no longer considering Conan as an ordinary elementary school student. "The first person I examined after arriving at Tsukikage Island was Mr. Kameyama, so I have a very clear impression of him. There were no external injuries on his body, and a more rigorous autopsy also showed that he died of a sudden heart attack.

"But there are some strange things."

"What is it?" Conan took the bait.

Asai Narumi told a ghost story: "Mr. Kameyama's body was found inside the community hall. He was lying on a piano and played a piece of music when no one was around. It was also the "Moonlight" that Keiji Aso played during the fire. That piano was also the piano that Keiji Aso used at the concert on the day of his death.

"Because of this bizarre incident, the residents of the island said that it was a cursed piano and that it was the soul of Keiji Aso who was playing it..."

"The cursed piano..." Mao Lilan was very afraid, "Could it really be the soul of Keiji Aso..."

"Sister Xiaolan, this is impossible. This is definitely nonsense. How can there be a ghost playing the piano in the world?" Conan looked at the expert in deception and winked for a while, "Brother Qiuxin, don't you think so?"

"If the ghost retains its sanity, it can play the piano." Ye Qiuxin smiled.

"Ah..." Xiaolan let out another short exclamation.

Conan glared at Ye Qiuxin and said, "Fuck, wasn't the eye hint I just gave obvious enough? I asked you, a professional liar, to come out here so that you could help calm Xiaolan down, but why are you adding fuel to the fire?"

"But from the perspective of time, it is impossible for Keiji Aso's soul to remain for that long." Ye Qiuxin said, "So, that song was probably played by a human."

"It was definitely played by a human!" Conan emphasized.

"Yes, it's definitely a human." Ye Qiu said absentmindedly.

"Sister Xiaolan, look, Brother Qiuxin has said so, so don't be afraid." Conan comforted Xiaolan. Since he became smaller, it seemed that even his emotional intelligence in love has increased.