Maori Kogoro's daily life in the science harem

That was the celebration of passing the level.

Asai Narumi's forehead was covered in sweat, which wet her collar and made the black clothes even darker.

"What is Mr. Mao Li saying...I don't understand?"

Asai Narimi forced a smile and said, "What Aso Keiji? I don't even know him..."

"Asai Narimi, Asai Narimi, you are just bullying them because they can't write Chinese characters."

Mao Li shook his finger. "You want to change your appearance but not even change your name. Isn't that a bit careless?"

"I...I really don't know..."

Asai Narumi's expression was shaken. She didn't expect to be here and have her identity exposed by Mori so suddenly. She was a little flustered for a moment.

"Chengshi, why are you so dishonest?"

"Don't make meaningless denials. I have seen through your true identity. It was you who invited me to this island, right?"

Mao Li took out the envelope, "You made this envelope, right? It was to allow me to investigate the true circumstances of Aso Keiji's death, and...to stop you from committing crimes again."

Asai Narumi paused slightly, obviously caught off guard by Mori's words, but she did not answer Mori's question directly.

Her face gradually turned cold, and there was a hint of anger in her tone: "Yes, I am Masanobu Minoru, so what? I live on this island and have not affected anyone, and I have not killed anyone. Mr. Maori, instead of worrying about these, you might as well pay attention to today's case."

Maori stood up directly, took two steps to Asai Narimi, grabbed her wrist, pulled her up, and then pushed her against the wall.

Chapter 108: Do you want me to help you relax?

Asai Narimi was obviously a little flustered and struggled to break free: "Mr. Maori, what do you want to do?"

Mao Li, who forced himself to ignore the friction of the black silk, whispered in Asai Chengshi's ear: "Chengshi, don't move. Listen to me."

Asai Narimi gradually stopped and his heartbeat quickened.

"I know who you are and why you returned to this island. You want revenge, but one person can't fight these people. We need to work together to reveal the truth behind this."

There was a hint of hesitation in Asai Narimi's eyes, and she bit her lip: "Mr. Maori, do you really know how much pain I'm in? My father died in that fire, and that fire was not an accident. Those people created that 'accident' to keep it secret. I returned to this island to find out the truth and avenge my father and my family."

Mao Li's voice was gentle, and he almost hugged Asai Narimi and said, "I know your pain and understand your anger. But revenge is not the only solution. Together we can find the truth and bring the criminals to justice. I will protect you and all innocent people."

"But I just want them to die!"

Asai Narimi gritted his teeth and said, "Just like today!"

"So, you killed Kawashima?"

Mao Li pushed against Asai Narimi, who twisted his body unnaturally. A blush flashed across his cheeks as he said, "I also hope that I killed him with my own hands. Back then, my father was together with Kawashima, Kameda, Kuroiwa and Nishimoto Ken!"

"Two years ago, I came back after getting the news and questioned Kameda about my father. He was scared to death by me and didn't tell me anything."

"Even so, I've wanted to kill these bastards since that day!"

Asai Narumi spoke almost hysterically, and after she finished speaking, she leaned on Mori's chest because of her excessive emotions.

"In other words, you really didn't kill Kawashima Hideo?!"

Maori subconsciously hugged Asai Narimi and asked in surprise and doubt.

Originally, Mori thought that Asai Narimi had just used some means to kill people.

But he had just pushed Asai Narumi's emotions to the limit, and her reaction was extremely real.

Asai Narimi trembled slightly, raised his head and looked at Maori, anger and helplessness flashing in his eyes: "I wish I had killed him, but unfortunately it wasn't. I did return to this island to find the truth, and I tried to take revenge, but Kawashima's death had nothing to do with me."

"I also said that I was at the funeral at that time, everyone was staring at me, and I had no chance to leave."

Maori frowned and thought.

If it wasn't Asai Narimi, then who would be the murderer?

Could it be that someone was taking advantage of Asai Narimi's revengeful mentality, killing someone and then framing him?

At this moment, the Moonlight Sonata suddenly came on the radio. Mao Li's face changed, "Oh no! So fast?!"

Asai Narimi was also slightly stunned, something flashed in his eyes, he bit his lips, but said nothing.

Maori rushed out of the small room with Asai Narimi. The people who had originally gathered in the hall dispersed, leaving only a few key personnel.

What's going on with this horse?

Why did everyone leave?

Also, why wasn't Kawashima Hideo's body on the piano? Why was it moved?!

Maori searched everywhere angrily, it was all because of his inertial thinking that he let the real criminal go!

"father!"

When Xiaolan saw Maori coming out, she quickly went to greet him, "I don't know why this song suddenly sounded on the radio, and Conan has already run to the radio station!"

At this time, Mao Li didn't care about anything and went straight to the radio station.

……

A group of people rushed to the radio station, only to see Xi Benjian collapsed at the door, holding his head and trembling, saying incoherently: "The next one is me, the next one is me..."

“He was the first person to discover it.”

The old policeman had been here for some time and when he saw Mao Li running over he explained something to him.

Maori glanced at Ken Nishimoto, then opened the door of the radio station and walked in.

At this time, in the radio station, Kuroiwa Tatsuji's body fell on the radio platform, his expression was hideous and full of fear.

Next to him, there was a tape spinning, playing "Moonlight".

Conan, the little brat who ran over the fastest, squatted on the ground with a grim face, staring at the music score drawn in blood.

Following Maori, Asai Narimi ran up and smiled with satisfaction when he saw the appearance of Kuroiwa Tatsuji and Nishimoto Ken at this time.

"Dr. Asai, we don't have a forensic doctor. We have to trouble you again."

The old policeman spoke to Asai Chengmi tremblingly. Asai Chengmi looked at him, was slightly startled, then nodded and said: "Okay, I will do my best!"

"and many more!"

Maori stopped Asai Narimi and looked down at the bloody music score.

"Dad, is this a death message left by the deceased?"

Xiaolan plucked up the courage to walk over, hugged Maori's arm and asked.

Mao Li shook his head. "This score is too complicated. The deceased could not have left it behind. The prisoner left it for someone who knows the situation."

"Ah, what does that mean?"

The old policeman took two steps forward and squinted his eyes to look at the music score. "This score looks so familiar."

“It’s Beethoven’s Moonlight.”

Conan muttered to himself, "But what does this mean? How do I decipher it?"

Maori frowned slightly and thought. With his intelligence and the memory of his previous life, he immediately deciphered the code.

“Start from the left side of the piano, fill in the letters of the alphabet in order, and then write the message you want to convey in phonetic notation on the sheet music.”

"Get it? You're next."

"The resentment of sin will be eliminated tonight."

As soon as Mao Li's voice fell, Nishimoto Ken got up and ran out like crazy, "It's that guy! Aso Keiji is still alive!"

He had been studying the music score, so he understood the code, which was why he was trembling at the door.

"Aso Keiji is dead! After comparing the bones and teeth found at the fire scene, it is indeed Aso Keiji's family!"

The old policeman reappeared at this time, and said with nostalgia: "At the end of the fire, only the music score in the safe was left..."

"Music score!? Where is the music score?!"

Conan jumped up suddenly. He was a little frustrated that Maori had cracked the code in an instant, but he immediately became energized when he heard the new clue.

"Ah, it's in the warehouse of the Civic Center, but the key to the warehouse is at the police station..."

The old policeman scratched his head in embarrassment. Conan said hurriedly, "Go get it! I'll go with you!"

"Oh oh...wait, I need to go to the bathroom first."

The old policeman said embarrassedly, "This is what happens when you get old."

"Hurry up!"

Conan was extremely anxious. The old policeman left tremblingly for a while, then came back and took Conan out.

At this time, Asai Shigemi was performing the autopsy, the police went to get the music score, and everyone else had to wait in the community center.

Maori closed his eyes, and the details in his mind kept replaying in the memory palace.

"Damn it...it's still a little short of something."

Mao Li scratched his head in annoyance. Xiao Lan hugged him and said worriedly, "Dad, is this case difficult? Do you want me to help you relax?"

Chapter 109: Tips from the Brain Pad Wave

"Hmm? Relax?"

Because his brain was spinning so fast, Maori looked at Xiaolan in a daze and didn't react for a while.

"It just so happens that Dr. Asai's autopsy will take some time, and Conan and the others haven't come back yet. I'll help you relax so that you can do better reasoning."

Xiaolan pulled Maoli over with rosy cheeks, "Okay, don't think about it, just follow me."

Without waiting for Maodian to say anything, Xiaolan pulled Maoli into a quiet little room that looked like a small reception room.

The room was simply furnished with only a bench and a few chairs.

She asked Mauli to sit and started rubbing his shoulders to relax him.

Maori sat in the chair tiredly, feeling Xiaolan's gentle and skillful massage, and gradually relaxed.

He sighed softly. Just as Xiaolan said, there seemed to be no good solution at the moment and he could only accept Xiaolan's help.

"Lan, actually there is no need..."

Maori was about to say something, but Xiaolan had already started.

"Dad, just relax for a while."

Xiaolan put her hand on Maori's shoulder without saying anything, "Look, I can't reason, and I'm not as energetic as Conan to find things everywhere, so I can only do what I can."

Xiaolan's movements were very gentle. Her hands rubbed Maori's shoulders back and forth with just the right amount of strength.

Inhale...exhale...

The room was not big and both of them could hear each other's breathing.

Gradually, as Xiaolan massaged him, Maori felt that he not only relaxed, but his body even felt slightly warm.

The same went for Xiaolan. She felt her palms begin to sweat and her cheeks turned pink.

Since the last time, Xiaolan has become much bolder. She lowered her head slightly and said softly in Maori's ear: "Don't think about anything, just lean on me, Dad."

A gentle voice sounded softly in Maoli's ears. Her breath brushed Maoli's neck slightly, bringing a hint of warmth.

Xiaolan gently pulled Maoli's shoulders and let him lean on her.

Maori hesitated slightly, but finally leaned against her obediently.

Xiaolan held Maori's head and looked at him leaning against her mountain with rosy cheeks.

The soft mountains wrapped around Maori's head, and Xiaolan gently reached out and massaged Maori's temple.

Very soft and comfortable...

Kogoro Mouri was almost immersed in the brain pad waves.

Under Xiaolan's massage, it seemed as if all the tension and fatigue were dissolved by the soft touch.

dong dong.

dong dong.