Maori Kogoro's daily life in the science harem

The outside of the Civic Center was filled with wreaths and the surrounding area was noisy.

Villagers are holding up protest signs, angrily accusing the current village chief of authoritarian rule.

Arguments continued one after another, as if the entire island was at the center of the storm.

However, this scene did not last long.

A group of strong men in black suits quickly appeared and dispersed the protesting crowd.

"Aren't these people too arrogant?"

Xiaolan said indignantly, Conan laughed, "It's normal that poor and bad places produce bad people."

"Let's go in and have a look."

Maori tilted his head and took Xiaolan and Conan into the community center.

The scene inside the museum makes people feel a little heavy.

The place is crowded with islanders dressed in black. Their serious expressions reveal their tough temperament as island fishermen.

"Wow..."

Xiaolan was so scared that she hugged Maori's arm. Even though her fighting ability was much stronger than those islanders, she was a girl after all, so it was normal for her to be afraid.

When entering the community center, Maori and his group did not encounter any obstacles, so they walked around the center freely.

"Where is the village chief?"

Xiaolan, holding Maori's arm, looked around, while Conan put his arms behind his head and looked around.

But there were too many people at the memorial service, and it was impossible to tell which bald man was the bald donkey.

A portrait of the former village chief, Mr. Kameda, is placed in the hall, and a monk is sitting beside him performing a ritual. The ceremony is scheduled to take place between 3 and 5 p.m.

This kind of place is usually not suitable for easy entry and exit, especially for Japanese people. Once entering, they must wait until the mourning is over before leaving, otherwise it will be considered extremely impolite.

Therefore, Maori and his group decided to move to other rooms to explore.

They had nothing to do with the previous village chief anyway, so there was no need to waste time on the ceremony.

Along the way, Xiaolan held Maori's arm tightly, like a pair of very close couple taking a curious child out for an outing.

In a place where a crime is likely to occur, the little boy's curiosity is obviously stronger.

When he saw a closed door, he couldn't help but push it open and broke into an empty room.

The back door of the room leads directly to the sea, and a black piano is placed in the center, making the whole room look extremely beautiful.

"Wow...this room is so beautiful!"

Xiaolan's eyes couldn't help but light up. The black piano, the white sand beach, and the blue coast formed a perfect composition.

"It's really beautiful, but it's a pity..."

Maori touched his chin and sighed, while Conan was attracted by the piano and ran over impatiently.

At this moment, a man suddenly appeared and hurried towards Conan: "Don't touch that piano! It's cursed."

Xiaolan asked curiously, "What does it mean to be cursed?"

"That piano was played at the concert on the day Mr. Aso died... It's a cursed piano!"

The man said with a look of despair: "The previous village chief, Mr. Kameda, also died of a heart attack on this piano. Even before his death, this piano was still playing the "Moonlight Sonata" that Mr. Aso played in the flames!"

"Is this the song you're talking about?"

Just after the man finished his desperate words, a ding-dong sound came from the piano. It was Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata"!

"Ahhh! It went off!"

The man fell to the ground in horror. However, behind the piano, Maori stood up and said coolly, "I'm very sorry to tell you that there are no curses or ghosts in this world."

"All of this is nothing more than a carefully planned murder case!"

"By the way, it looks like someone has been calibrating the tone of this piano."

Chapter 105: My reputation is at stake

"Ahhh!"

Even though Maori stood up, the man still looked extremely frightened and turned and ran out of the room.

"what happened to him?"

Conan frowned and looked at the fleeing man. Xiaolan also asked in confusion: "Dad, his reaction is too exaggerated, right? Who is that man?"

Maori was silent for a moment, then said, "I just saw his name tag. That person is Hirata Kazuaki, the secretary of the former village chief, Mr. Kameda."

Maori slowly lowered the piano lid and gently patted the carefully maintained piano, with a glimmer of understanding in his eyes.

"A secretary actually knew so much about Mr. Aso's affairs and acted so terrified. This shows that the mourners in the civic center probably knew a lot about these things."

"Let's go out and look around again. Maybe we can come across some other information."

Maori smiled and walked out of the room.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

As soon as Maori and the other two walked out, they ran into Dr. Asai.

Xiaolan asked in surprise, "Dr. Asai, are you here to attend the ritual as well?"

At this time, Asai Narumi was wearing a black dress, and her temperament looked particularly mature. Her attire formed a sharp contrast with the white coat she had worn before.

Her feet were wrapped in black stockings, and her whole body exuded a solemn aura.

"Yes."

Asai Narimi smiled and replied, "I was in charge of Mr. Kameda's autopsy two years ago, so I wanted to come here to burn incense and pay my respects."

"Oh, by the way, this is Mr. Shimizu Masato, the one we heard before..."

Asai Narimi shyly introduced the man next to him. Mori glanced over and saw Shimizu Masato, who looked like a very orthodox politician. He smiled and walked forward to shake hands with Mori.

"Haha, Mr. Maori, I've heard a lot about you!"

"Welcome to Moon Shadow Island!"

After Shimizu Masato and Maori exchanged a few words, they said goodbye and left.

Asai Narimi also went to the ceremony.

As the bell rang, the ritual officially began and everyone in the community center gathered in the hall.

Maori and others also realized that they could not stay in the community center any longer, so they decided to walk out and rest on a nearby bench.

As time passed, Conan looked a little depressed.

He sat on the bench, looking down at the notebook in his hand, muttering, "Although this island is not big, it is not easy to find clues related to a person who died twelve years ago. I looked around today, but I didn't find any useful information."

Maori and Conan sat on the bench for a while, and suddenly, the piano melody of "Moonlight" sounded in the community center.

This familiar melody made Maori and Conan's faces change instantly.

They stood up quickly and ran towards the community center without hesitation.

At this time, the bells for the ritual were still ringing, but they no longer cared about that. It was obvious that some emergency had occurred.

When they rushed into the Civic Center, they saw the crowd in the hall began to riot and several screams were heard from the crowd.

Maori and Conan pushed through the crowd and rushed to the source of the sound.

In that empty room, the scene made them stop.

In the middle of the room, on the piano, lay a dead body.

Water had accumulated around the body and was apparently dripping.

The corpse's face was distorted and looked extremely terrifying.

Maori and Conan recognized that the body was that of the island's largest capitalist, Hideo Kawashima.

Hideo Kawashima's expression was full of horror, and he had obviously experienced great fear before his death.

In such a weird scene, the melody of "Moonlight" still echoes in the room, adding a gloomy atmosphere to the whole scene.

Maori's face was solemn. He immediately turned his head and his eyes were fixed on Asai Narimi.

Do you really dare to kill someone?

I'm right at the door!

Mao Li quickly entered the room and kept the crowd of onlookers out.

He waved his hands vigorously and said sternly: "Please don't enter the room. A case has happened here. Everyone stay outside, Lan, don't let anyone in!"

Mao Li turned to look at Kawashima Hideo's body, and his expression became more solemn.

He squatted down and gently pressed Kawashima Hideo's pulse.

Maori's face gradually became heavy. His fingers stayed on Kawashima's neck for a while, but there was no response in his pulse.

"Hopeless."

He shook his head and glanced at Conan, "Kid, find a way to call the police."

The village chief's secretary, Hirata Kazuaki, squeezed out and said with a sad face, "I know where the police are. I'll go call them!"

After saying that, he ran out rolling and crawling.

At this time, several men and women pushed through the crowd and rushed in noisily.

"Detective Maori is working on a case inside, don't come in!"

Xiaolan stood at the door and stopped the people who tried to break in.

"What kind of Maori detective is this? I've never heard of him."

A bald, muscular man with a face full of flesh walked up and reached out to grab Xiaolan. This man was the village chief, Kuroiwa Tatsuji.

"what!"

Xiaolan gave a high kick, and the wind from her leg directly forced Kuroiwa Tatsuji back. Her beautiful leg was almost enough to land on his head, causing him to suffer a bloody head injury.

Kuroiwa Tatsuji quickly withdrew his hand, sweating profusely, "What's wrong with you? Hey! Someone's dead and you won't let us in?"

A skinny guy stood up. Although he was very scared, he still said, "Kuroiwa, I know this guy. He is the famous detective Maori Kogoro in Tokyo. Just listen to him."

This person was Ken Nishimoto who was attending the condolences. At this moment, Kuroiwa Tatsuji's daughter, Reiko Kuroiwa, turned pale and trembled as she said, "Mr. Kawashima also died on this piano? This is a curse! It's definitely a curse!"

When the people around heard this, they began to whisper and the atmosphere became even more tense.

Some people began to look around nervously, while others looked at the black piano with suspicion.

Maori Kogoro snorted coldly, crossed his arms over his chest, and glanced at everyone sharply: "There has never been any curse! This is just an ordinary murder case."

His voice was loud and firm, as if to drive away fear from people's hearts, "This is a trick of a despicable murderer disguised as a curse."

"I will definitely solve this case and find the real murderer even if it means my reputation as Kogoro Mori!"

After saying that, Maori Kogoro turned his gaze to Asai Narimi. As if she noticed Maori's gaze, she immediately lowered her head, and it was unknown what she was thinking.

"Everyone, don't move. Dr. Asai, please come and perform an autopsy."

Maori deliberately said to Asai Narimi, who looked up in disbelief, "Me?"

"Yes, it's you!"

Mao Li nodded and looked at her directly, "Does Dr. Asai have any concerns?"

Chapter 106 Let’s go there and chat

Kogoro Mori knew early on that there was something wrong with Asai Narimi, so he wanted to test her.

Asai Narimi hesitated for a moment, but finally walked over.

She squatted down and began to carefully examine Kawashima Hideo's body. The surrounding villagers held their breath and waited nervously for her results.

Maori raised his eyebrows slightly. As expected, Asai Narimi only hesitated for a moment before starting the autopsy, as if he had been prepared for it.

After a careful examination, Asai Narimi raised his head and said, "The deceased should have died of suffocation. I found a handprint on the back of his neck. Based on the condition of the body, the time of death should be between five and thirty minutes."