Conan, Mr. Wuwu's self-cultivation

"Ramen...do you have eel rice?" Motota couldn't forget the eel rice.

"Huh? Sapporo Ramen? Take me one!" Mori Kogoro threw the chocolate aside.

"Mom, let's go together too." Xiao Lan was always thinking about how to get into the relationship with her parents.

Although the awkward couple didn't need her, the relationship has always been close.

The last group of people took a bus from Hakodate to Sapporo.

Along the way, Xiao Ai was highly vigilant, always worried about whether there would be another incident with Conan and Mori Kogoro.

But until the ramen fell down, she never met again.

"Why, you can't let them get off work?" Wu saw Xiao Ai's thoughts, patted her little head lightly and said, "You can't encounter several cases in a row in two days, right? murdering case."

Although that is what he said, in fact, Wu has always been vigilant about the surrounding situation.

"Speaking of Sapporo, besides ramen, there is another very famous thing!" Mitsuhiko's Encyclopedia was popularized there again.

"What what? Is it eel rice?"

"Genta, eel rice is not a specialty of Sapporo!" Ayumi reminded with a smile covering her mouth.

"It's the Big Dipper train! It's a premium sleeper train that travels between Ueno and Sapporo!" Mitsuhiko glared at Genta angrily, "Don't rely on eel rice for everything, Genta!"

As soon as he heard the Big Dipper train, Conan's face darkened instantly.

His eyes unconsciously glanced at Wu.

He recalled the scene when he saw this man and his mother in the same room.

"Hey, brother Wu, is there really no secret between you and my mother that you can't tell others?" Conan asked in a low voice as he moved closer to Wu.

"Secrets that can't be told to others? Yes." Wu blinked at Conan and replied, "This kind of small secret that can't be told outside, or another."

Well, for example, every time he gets embarrassing photos of Conan or encounters something dangerous, he has to pass a copy of the past to Yukiko.

For another example, I promised Yukiko and Kudo Yusaku to protect Conan's safety.

These little secrets are not to be shared with other people.

But Conan seemed to have misunderstood something, and his face turned even darker.

Chapter 196 Love and Enmity of Musical Family ([-])

Shilejia's birthday party invitation is now lying on the table in front of Wu.

The music family, the Shiraku family, has a good relationship with the Ooka family.

The current head of the Shitura family, Shitura Tune Ichiro is Ooka's father's music teacher.

And Wu and Hongye's music teacher is Shi Le, who died a year ago.

"I remember, it seems that something will happen this time." Wu scratched his head and sighed helplessly.

Although Wu was beating drums in his heart, he finally drove to Shilejia.

From a distance, he saw the charred annex.

Still smoking black smoke.

There is also a fire engine parked at the gate.

"Well, what happened to the Shitura family?" The general stopped his car near the door, then got out of the car and asked the firefighters.

"The annex is on fire." The firefighter looked at Wu a few times, and then replied, "The fire started from the littered cigarette butts."

Ah... did I ask you why the fire started?

After thanking the firefighters, Wu turned and walked into Shilejia.

In the yard, Wu saw those three familiar figures.

"Maori... sir?"

"Huh? Ooka? Why are you here?" Hearing someone call his name, Mori Kogoro turned his head and met Wu.

"Wu-chan!" Shitara Lianxi suddenly rushed over and hugged Wu, "Listen to me, something terrible happened! Uncle Xian Sanlang was burned to death in the fire!"

"What? Has something happened to Mr. Sanzaburo this year?" Takeshi placed a hand on Shira Renxi's back and gently comforted her.

"So, Mr. Mori, Lan and Conan will appear here, because they accepted your commission." Wu turned his head and looked at the three people in front of him.

"Well, Mr. Wu, do you know Miss Lianxi?" Xiaolan blinked her eyes, looking at Wu and Shile Lianxi who were hugging each other, a little curious about the relationship between the two.

"Well, Lianxi is the daughter of me and Hongye's music teacher Jiangren, and we have known each other since we were young." Wu nodded and replied, "This time I am also invited to participate in Mr. Shile's birthday party."

"Childhood sweetheart!" Xiaolan's eyes lit up immediately.

"Now is not the time to talk about this..." Wu twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, reminding him somewhat helplessly.

"Ah, I'm sorry! I'm a little too excited." Xiaolan blushed and stepped back.

"Anyway, let's go back to the room first." Mori Kogoro said, "I need to record and summarize with pen and paper."

"Where's Mr. Shile? I'll go say hello to him first." Wu asked, patting Shile Lianxi on the head.

"Grandpa went to rest with grandma." Shile Lianxi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and replied, "After all, this kind of thing happened, grandma's spirit suffered a lot."

"I'm very sorry, Master Ooka." Shitura's butler Jin Qu Hongsheng suddenly bowed and apologized to Wu, "When this happened, I should have notified you of the cancellation of the birthday party. This is my negligence as a butler."

"No, don't say that, Ms. Jin Qu." Wu shook his head and replied, "You have done a good job. Besides, I came out in a hurry, and I forgot to bring my mobile phone."

"By the way, Wu-chan, I haven't introduced you yet. This is my cousin, Kayosuke Haga." After Shirara Renxi came out of Wu's arms, she stood by and looked at Wu's Haga Kyofu pulled over and introduced, "He is a talented musician."

"Uncle, this is my good friend, Takeshi Ooka. He is the young master of the Ooka family."

"Mr. Haga, it's the first time we meet, please take care of me." Wu took the initiative to extend his hand.

"It should be me asking you to take care of me." After hesitating for two seconds, Haga Kayosuke held Wu's hand.

After returning to the room, Mori Kogoro took out the paper and pen and started to record.

"Since today, 30 years ago, four people have passed away, including Mr. Kyosuke's father. To sort it out, the first person to die is Mr. Kyosuke's father, Tiao Ichiro The younger brother of Mr. Tan Erlang. Then the second person who passed away was Mr. Tiao Yilang’s younger brother two years ago, Xian Sanlang’s wife, Mrs. Yongmei. Then the third person, the son of Mr. Tiao Yilang, Lian Miss Xi's father, Mr. Jiangren. The last one is the fourth, today's Mr. Sanzaburo."

The cold sweat recorded by Mori Kogoro.

"In my opinion, if things go on like this, it's better not to hold a birthday party for Mr. Tiaoichiro in the future."

"In the future, even if I think about it, I won't have a chance." Kayosuke Yuga who was standing by the window said suddenly, "Uncle Tiao Yilang has a lung disease, and the doctor said his time is running out, only about half a year."

"Hey! Is that so!" Mao Lilan looked at Xiangsuke Haga in astonishment, with a sad look on his face.

"D, E, F, G...there really is a pattern." Wu frowned and muttered.

"Ah, indeed...wait a minute!" Mori Kogoro stood up suddenly, "If this order is followed, the next person who will be cursed to death will be Miss Lianxi with the abbreviation of H !"

"Hey? Is it me next?" Shile Lianxi asked blankly pointing at herself.

In other words, Mr. Mori, you directly positioned it as a curse.

"Haha, no. I think this should be a coincidence, not a mystery novel." Shilelianxi said with a dry smile.

"Mr. Kosuke, can you take me to the scene of the fire?" Wu asked, looking up at Haga Kosuke.

"Huh? The scene of the fire?" Kayosuke Haga looked at Wu suspiciously, "What are you doing there?"

"No, just something I want to know." Wu replied.

"Ah, please wait for a while." The butler of Jinqu suddenly stood up and interrupted, "Before going to the scene, can you confirm who will perform the Requiem tonight?"

"Requiem?" Mori Kogoro looked blank.

"That's a tradition in our family." Shile Lianxi explained, "Whenever a relative dies in our Shile family, a member of the family will play a requiem for the deceased."

"Until last year, it was played by Mr. Xian Sanrou, and the current situation of the master and wife is not suitable for performing..." The gaze of the butler of Jinqu went back and forth between Shitura Renxi and Haga Kyousuke look.

"Ah, I can't do it!" Shilelianxi waved her hands again and again, "I'm not good enough."

"Then let me do it." Kayosuke Haga replied, "How about inviting everyone to join us? My live performance by Kyōsuke Haga is usually not easy to hear."

"Ah, good..." Mori Kogoro nodded with a confused face.

"Also, I just happened to be able to take Master Ooka to observe the fire scene and stop by to see if there are any unburned musical instruments in the annex."

"If you don't have one, you can use my violin." Shilelianxi pointed to the violin on the side and said.

Chapter 197 Love and Enmity of Musical Family ([-])

In this world, it is normal to have a few pairs of disposable gloves and sealed bags when you go out, right?

But why, Kayosuke Haga next to him looked at him strangely?

Putting the cigarette butts in the ashtray that were only wet with water into a sealed bag, Takeshi smiled and nodded to Kayosuke Haga.

"Master Ooka, have you discovered anything?" Kayosuke Haga approached and asked.

"Well, I did find something." Takeshi stared at Haga Kayosuke and nodded, "At least, I know that Mr. Xian Sanlang died in the fire, not just because of accidental fire, but also because of deliberate murder." possibility."

Haga Kyousuke's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Ah, is that so? But when we broke in, the doors and windows were all locked." Kayosuke Haga said casually, "This room is in the form of a secret room."

Wu smiled but did not answer.

"Have you found a working instrument yet?"

When the subject was changed, Haga Kyousuke had a somewhat unpleasant expression on his face.

But he quickly turned that sentiment into regret over the damage to the instruments in the annex.

"No, not even a playable violin." Kayosuke Haga shook his head sadly.

"That's it, I can only use Lianxi's violin for the requiem after that."

When the clock showed that the current time was zero, Kayosuke Haga walked to the window with Renxi's violin, turned his back to the window and faced the crowd, ready to start playing the Requiem.

"Next, please enjoy, Volganf Amadeus Mozart's Requiem in D minor K626..."

A soft voice came out from the violin with the movement of Haga Kosuke's arm.

"It's amazing..." Xiaolan opened her mouth wide and exclaimed.

"Well, Uncle Xiangfu graduated from a music university in Germany, and he has always been the principal violinist of the troupe." Lianxi said proudly.

"Hey, Sister Lianxi, why did Mr. Xiangfu open the window?" Conan pointed to the half-opened window and asked Lianxi.

"It's always like this when playing the Requiem." Lianxi explained, "It's for grandpa and grandma to hear too... This is grandma's bedroom above."

"Since grandma's dormitory is separated from the storage room by grandpa's dormitory, can the rooms communicate with each other?" Conan used his good habit of asking when he didn't understand.

"The dormitory is locked from the inside, and you can't get in from the storage room." Lianxi didn't care about the privacy of the family, and generously told Conan everything she could, "However, From the corridor, you can use the master key kept by Butler Jinqu to enter."

"Why do grandparents and grandparents sleep in separate rooms?"

"Ah, that's because grandpa is a heavy smoker, but grandma doesn't like the smell of cigarettes very much." Lian Xi replied with a wry smile, "Grandpa smoked all the time before he got lung cancer."

"So, if grandpa passes away, who will inherit the very expensive violin?" Conan's question became more and more private and excessive.

"It was supposed to be given to Uncle Xian Sanlang, but now it might be given to Grandma. However, Grandpa also said something about it, saying that he would take that piano into his coffin."

"But as far as I'm concerned, I think it's best to give that piano to a talented musician like Uncle Xiangfu. Hehehe..." Lianxi stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

"Conan, just shut up and listen quietly." Xiaolan was very upset that Conan was always asking questions.

"Hmph, this brat must be thinking about a serial murder case." Mori Kogoro glared at Conan angrily and said, "If only one person dies in a year, something has happened this year, it must not be the case. It's going to happen again."

"Mr. Mao Li, it's better not to take it for granted." Wu reminded.

"Tsk." Mori Kogoro turned his head to the other side in dissatisfaction.

He never learned any lessons from previous cases.

click!

A crisp voice suddenly came from upstairs.

Before Wu and Conan could react, a figure quickly fell from the window.

Everyone looked towards the window in horror.

But Kayosuke Haga, who played with his eyes closed, didn't notice anything unusual.

It wasn't until the sound of the heavy object falling to the ground that he recovered from the situation of indulging in music.