Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 14 I’ve thought about it
"Nishimoto Ken is very crazy. I guess his mental state has been abnormal since the death of Kameyama Isamu." Lin Feng said and looked at Dr. Narumi.

Aso nodded and found the drug sales record from the drawer.

In addition to alcohol, Ken Nishimoto also needs to take sleeping pills for a long time to fall asleep. The most recent purchase was just a few days ago.

"If you say he has never done anything wrong, no one will believe it." Aso shook his head.

Although he is said to be a man disguised as a woman, his identity as a doctor is not fake. He also knows something about some psychological and mental diseases.

Lin Feng patted his tool bag and said with a smile: "I have Nishimoto Ken's recorded confession here. In addition, I also got a ledger that records drug transaction information on Yueying Island for more than ten years."

"Drug dealing? More than ten years?" Aso's eyes widened, obviously shocked.

He didn't notice at all what was really hidden in this quiet and peaceful village.

"In addition, he also told all the truth about the night when the village was in flames twelve years ago."

"Now we need one more needle."

"Acupuncture? What needle?" Aso was stunned when he heard this.

"A needle that can sew silk threads into a giant web." Lin Feng walked to the window and admired the scenery of Yueying Island.

"Don't you already have Ken Nishimoto's confession and account books?"

Aso still didn't understand. Couldn't he just hand these things over to the police? Then not only the drug matter, but also the death of his father would be revealed.

"You have to know that Ken Nishimoto is half mentally ill. It is still unknown whether the police will believe his words, and it is not ruled out that he will temporarily retract his confession."

"As for the account book, there are only dates and quantities. If he doesn't say it, others won't know what it is." Lin Feng tapped the transparent glass with his fingers, feeling suddenly annoyed.

Sure enough, it would be easier to cut it into pieces and throw them into the sea.

That piece of music can be seen as Keiji Aso's last words before his death. It not only contains the truth about the death of a family, but also tells about the four people who forced him to bring drugs from abroad more than ten years ago.

As for how this scene will be played, it depends on which direction the famous detective will throw the bomb after finding it.

"Then what should we do next?" Aso sighed and lay on the table.

Because Lin Feng rushed in and intervened halfway, he had completely given up on the idea of ​​killing people himself.

"It depends on what you think. With what we have now, after calling the police, the police will definitely take it seriously."

Lin Feng saw Dr. Chengshi's little head twitching again, and couldn't help pouring cold water on him, "But after more than ten years of operation, the probability of not being able to find out is relatively high."

……

Inside the warehouse of the public hall.

After several people searched for more than 20 minutes.

"Found it!" Xiaolan shouted happily, holding up the file bag she had just opened.

It turns out that she is the luckiest among them.

"What? There's not a word at all." Uncle Maori looked at the music score left by Keiji Aso and shook his head.

"Uncle, show me!" Conan stretched out his hands and took the music score from the other party's hand like a coquettish person.

What password is hidden in these notes?
While she was thinking hard, Xiaolan leaned down and said: "These lifting symbols, in terms of piano, refer to the black keyboard, right?"

"Keyboard..." Conan turned his head and glanced at Xiaolan, and then his frown deepened.

"Give, my, son, son, success."

"Give it to my son?!"

The death student's eyes widened and he turned to look at the old policeman squatting aside.

Starting from the left end of the piano keys, fill in the twenty-six English letters, and fill in the notes on the music score in pinyin, so that the message can be interpreted. The principle of solving the puzzle is not difficult, but the content...

"Does Mr. Aso have a son?" Xiaolan asked doubtfully.

"I have a son named Cheng Shi, but he got seriously ill more than ten years ago and was sent to a hospital in Tokyo. Since then, there has been no movement."

The old man thought about it and realized that Keiji Aso did have a son.

But is he still alive?
"Really, old man, you didn't tell me such an important thing earlier." Xiaolan was also speechless for a while.

It is very likely that Mr. Aso's son sent the letter to the office, hoping to find out the truth about his father's death. This makes it much easier to think about it.

"Sorry, but in my mind that child may have died long ago." The old man shook his head.

"Chengshi..." Conan muttered twice, and then continued to interpret the music score.

Soon he discovered the truth about the tragedy twelve years ago.

"Hey, little devil, what else is written on it?" Uncle Maoli stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Conan's eyes.

"The moonlight screams in the flames, it is an angel destroyed by a group of devils."

Conan told the story exactly as it was in a low voice.

The former village chief, Mr. Kameyama, the current village chief, Mr. Kuroiwa, and another village chief candidate, Mr. Kawashima, plus Mr. Nishimoto.

The four of them wanted Mr. Aso to bring drugs back from overseas, but they were refused.

Fearing that the matter would be exposed, these four people killed Mr. Aso's wife and daughter, and finally locked him in the room and set off a fire. Accompanied by Beethoven's moonlight, the pianist was buried in the sea of ​​​​fire.

"Aso is really not dead, don't you think so!" Conan remembered something, told the three of them to keep the music score, and rushed out of the warehouse.

Asana fruit.

Come true.

Narumi Asai!

The female doctor didn't dare to see Lin Feng, not because she was shy, but because they had known each other for a long time!

That guy gave me a clue to the music score at the door of the clinic. I walked so far, but he stood motionless and waved, just wanting to go in and find his clients!

hateful!

After leaving the public hall, Conan ran all the way to the clinic.

"Conan-kun, where are you going?"

A familiar and pleasant female voice called out to Conan, who was rushing forward with a dull head.

"Songshi...doctor." Conan turned his head and saw a man and woman sitting on the roadside eating ice cream.

Have their plans been cancelled?
Or already...

"You guy, since you know the truth, why didn't you tell me earlier!" Conan ran up to the two of them, looked at the repairman licking the ice cream, and wanted to jump up and punch him in the knee.

"You are a detective, I am not." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Doctor Chengshi, you guys?" Conan turned to look at the female doctor inquiringly.

The two of them were talking, laughing, and eating ice cream. They didn't look like they had just killed someone. . .

"I've thought about it. Instead of wasting my head thinking about any case, I'd rather let you solve it. If you can't solve it anyway, I'll pick a good day to cut them into pieces and throw them into the sea."

(End of this chapter)