Chef in the World of Conan

The housekeeper walked into the banquet hall and interrupted, "Master has already returned to the bedroom, and said that he should not disturb him before breakfast tomorrow, and Madam's treatment is over, and she has already returned to her room to rest..."

"I won't do it today"

Yue Shui was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

When something like this happens, no one wants to continue celebrating.

"Miss Lancy!"

Yue Shui looked straight and said, "Actually, we suspect that this is a serial murder case. You are very likely to be... the next target, so..."

"Eh"

When Shele Lianxi heard this, her body tightened and she said with a dry smile, "How is this possible?"

"But according to the beginning of the name in English, Mr. Gensaburo and the others are in order, and then they are, Miss Lianxi, you..."

"It should be just a coincidence, not a mystery novel..."

Shirley Lianxi waved her hand seemingly indifferently, but she was also comforting herself.

After all, this "curse"

It's really weird... "Miss!"

The housekeeper on the side frowned and said, "What about the requiem tonight?"

"Requiem"

Xu Yang asked curiously.

"It's the traditional design of our music family, Lianxi, who got rid of the distracting thoughts and explained, "Every time a relative dies, there will be family members who help to play the Requiem..."

"Last year, Mr. Gensaburo played it. This time, the master and the wife can't play like that..."

The housekeeper looked at Shire Lianxi thoughtfully.

"No way!"

Shele Lianxi was agitated, hurriedly waved her hand and said, "I, I can't do it..."

"Hahaha..."

Yu He Xiangfu chuckled lightly, looked at the timid Shile Lianxi, shook his head and said, "Then let me come, just in time to let some guests listen..."

After Yue Shui heard this sentence, his body immediately straightened, and there was a look of joy in his eyes.

"But, Mr. Xiangsuke..."

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, then said, "Most of the musical instruments were burnt down in the annex, and the only ones left were the piano in the lady's room and the one in the storage room..."

"Uh, that...don't need it..."

Yu He Xiangfu gave a bitter sigh, "That... Forget about Stradivari, my hands will tremble, and Aunt Ayin will be unhappy if I take out that violin."

When Le Lianxi heard the words, she hurriedly said, "Then use my violin, I brought it over when I practiced before..."

"Still not!"

Yuga Xiangfu refused with a smile, got up and opened the door, "I'll go get the violin I'm used to in my car, although it's not as good as the famous one I made 300 years ago, it's the only thing my father left for me. The relic, the sound quality can still be guaranteed!”

Yueshui was a little confused and asked, "Mr. Yuhe said that Aunt Xuanyin was not happy, wasn't she going to play that piano today?"

"Because Madam seems to have mixed up her son with the violin, the last time Madam saw the young master, it was... when the young master played the violin in front of the master and his wife, so... "

The housekeeper looked at the pendulum clock with hands approaching 12 o'clock.

"Since that day, when the clock rang every night at 12 o'clock, Mrs. she would take the piano out of the storage room and lock it in the room to touch..."

"!"

Xu Yang and Yue Shui suddenly made up their minds, the nervous fat lady, in the dark environment, stroking a quaint violin with a strange expression, couldn't help shivering all over.

Why does it feel like a horror story... Feeling that the atmosphere is a little depressed, Shile Lianxi hurriedly changed the subject and asked curiously, "By the way, Xu Jun, did you teach yourself to create music? I heard Xia Mei say, You were in the cooking school before."

She was really curious, after all, Xia Mei had a very high eye for people, which showed that Xu Yang also had extraordinary accomplishments in cooking.

"Forehead..."

Xu Yang pondered for a while, and quickly weaved a reason in his mind, "Actually, it is based on some of my own experiences, and I feel it! After all, music can convey some strength and inspiration..."

"So that's how it is! However, the song "The Wind Rises" you composed is really nice, and the lyrics are also very good..."

Shele Lianxi stuck out her tongue playfully, "Just reminds me of some very beautiful and cherished things."

"It's getting late today, so the two of you will stay here for the time being! Tomorrow I have some questions about music theory to ask Xu Jun... Without waiting for Xu Yang to answer, Yue Shui on the side happily agreed, "Hmm! Okay, okay!"

"..."

Although it is really inconvenient to go back, your promise is too decisive! Why do you feel that it was a mistake to bring this cheap apprentice here?

Chapter [-] The horror story has come true... [Subscribe, Customize]

"when!"

With the hands of the clock pointing to twelve o'clock, the early morning bell rang on time.

And Yuga Kosuke, who was leaving, also brought the violin, opened the window completely, stood upright and held the violin, the originally casual temperament immediately calmed down, and all at once attracted everyone's attention.

"Then please enjoy!"

Yuga Kyousuke gently plucked the strings, "This Requiem by the musician Mozart, the second movement 62..."

The melodious violin spreads along the evening wind, smooth and graceful, melodious and melodious, completely natural.

Set up Le Lianxi with both hands on the case and said admiringly, "Uncle Xiangfu's violin is the chief graduate of the German University of Music, coupled with the absolute sense of sound, it is difficult for Neon to have more potential than him..."

Indeed it is! Absolute pitch is one of a musician's most perfect talents.

In Neon, apart from...a certain tone idiot, a soprano singer and Yuga Kyousuke in front of him, no one else should have it..."Zhuza..."

Mixed in the tune, there seems to be a subtle sound of moving tables and chairs... um, where did the voice come from? Maybe the two women next to him didn't notice it because they were chatting, but Xu Yang's five senses were strengthened, so he could hear it. Extremely clear.

Just when Xu Yang secretly searched for the source of the sound, the door was opened, and the housekeeper who pushed the tea cart into the house walked into the house.

Just when Xu Yang was about to ask, a muffled sound suddenly came from outside.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the Requiem violin, a fat figure with round eyes flashed past the window, and suddenly hit the ground with a loud noise.

"That was just now!"

Yuga Xiangsuke looked down the window and saw the old lady Xuanyin lying in a pool of blood, not knowing her life or death.

"grandmother!"

Looking at the bloody scene in front of her, Shele Lianxi almost fainted, turned her head away in fright, and burrowed into Yu He Xiangfu's arms and burst into tears.

"Call an ambulance!"

Yue Shui hurriedly shouted.

... Downstairs in the main hall, everyone rushed to the scene, Xu Yang observed the amount of bleeding and the injured posture with his head facing down, and sighed slightly.

There is little chance that the old lady will survive.

At this time, Yue Shui hurried to the third floor after comforting Shile Lianxi.

Shele Lianxi's room was on the second floor, and the room on the third floor seemed to be where the Fat Lady fell. The window was open and the light was still on.

After a while, Yue Shui also stuck out his head and waved at Xu Yang, he saw the fat man's bare feet, and thought of the sound of the chair moving and the sound of the window opening before the accident.

If I heard correctly, it should all come from the old lady herself.

However, in the world of Ke Xue, there would not be such a simple suicide case. What method did the prisoner use to fall? A small piece of wood and a small sharp object fell on the clean slate floor. Apart from that, there is nothing.

Xu Yang picked up the wood chip with a handkerchief and looked at it, and found that it seemed to be the bridge of the violin, but as for the sharp object, it was impossible to see what it was.

Judging from the traces of , at the scene, the biggest suspect is... Yuga Kosuke, who was playing Requiem in front of the window at that time... But how did he do it... using a certain Is it a psychological suggestion? In the old lady's bedroom on the third floor.

Xu Yang slowly caught up, Yue Shui was still there: he was contemplating in front of the window.

The layout of the whole room is very simple, the open windows and doors are opposite, and the curtains on both sides are still: fluttering in the wind.

A chair was placed under the window, and a pair of slippers beside it.

On the other side, in front of the bed, a broken violin fell on the floor, the strings were broken, the bridge fell to the side, and even the whole violin was separated, which looked very strange.

"Is this a Stradivari?"

Xu Yang remembered what Shele Lianxi had said about the old lady and asked curiously.

No old lady just stroking the violin here... "No..."

Yue Shui came back to his senses and shook his head, "This should just be a copy, the signature inside reads.

If it was made by Antonio Stradivari, should the abbreviation be?"

"Yo He! Did the little apprentice still do his homework! I understand very clearly..."

Xu Yang nodded with satisfaction and laughed.

After all, Yueshui has really grown, not as sloppy as before, and can notice some faint clues.

"Teacher, I suspect that this... violin was damaged by Mrs. Ayane herself, but I don't know why..."

"It should be so!"

Xu Yang held his chin and said, "The room was locked from the inside at that time, and only the housekeeper had the key to open the door. From this point of view, there was only the old lady in the room..."

After speaking, Xu Yang walked to a door on the right side of the room and asked, "Is this... the door leading to the storage room?"

"Yes! It's just a pity that the door is also locked from this side..."

Yue Shui shook his head with a sad look on his face, "Although I am very unwilling, it seems that this is an absolute secret room..."

Now she is at a loss. Although there are some traces on the scene, it is difficult to imagine how the murderer did it... Could it be that it was really an accident? "Di Du Di Du..."

The melodious sound of sirens cut through the night sky, coming from far and near.

.. "Officer Mumu!"

Xu Yang and Yue Shui nodded to the custody scene, the evidence and the police officers who carried the body away, approached the scene, and said, "Have you found anything?"

"No big finds, but..."

The Mumu police department replied subconsciously, and when they saw the two, they were shocked, "Why are you here too?"