Conan: a Game of Thrones

　　The greater the grievance of the victim, the more miserable the death, and the higher the residue.Sometimes, some special ghosts with the ability to affect others are occasionally formed.

　　It's a pity that this piano is obviously not a good one. If it was moved to the sun for a few days, it is estimated that there is nothing left.

　　"Qianyuan, you said there wouldn't be a real curse, right?" Mao Lilan was far away from the piano with a terrified expression on his face.

　　"There should be."

　　Qin Qianyuan took his hand away from the piano: "Familiar with the legends from all over the world, you will find that the birth of the world is to break through the darkness and see the light. The beginning gods of the world are all a man and a woman. According to legend, there are snakes, no matter good or bad. Existence, there are people who are created by gods... Obviously scattered all over the place, but there are such similar legends, don't you think it is very mysterious? If there are gods, then of course there are ghosts, and of course there are curses."

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　　Mao Lilan, who was frightened at first, was stunned for a while, and asked in doubt, "Qianyuan, are you a mystic?"

　　"more or less."

　　Qin Qianyuan smiled and explained: "Actually, most chaebols, rich people, and powerful people are very superstitious. Feng shui, gossip, five elements, gods and Buddhas... Even if you don't believe it, there are still decorations about these things, just and The building I live in has a few feng shui fishes at the door, and the bed is not placed against the wall."

　　"I know, this is on purpose?" Mao Lilan asked in surprise.

　　I originally thought it was just to look good, but I didn't expect so much attention.

　　"Well, it's all on purpose~"

　　The two chatted and walked out the door together.

　　These mysterious things have always been attractive, not to mention that Mao Lilan himself believed in the words of gods and ghosts, and pestered Qin Qianyuan to talk about it for a long time.Qin Qianyuan was also bored. He had seen many legends from all over the world in the previous world, and he could also take the opportunity to make Xiaolan less afraid of ghosts.

　　The legends of ghosts and ghosts in the island country are basically terrifying, such as flying headman, rain girl, Kappa... adults will probably not be able to sleep at night, let alone Maorilan.

　　The two sat outside the civic hall and looked at the sea. Qin Qianyuan told Mao Lilan a simple version of the new version of Liaozhai Zhiyi, The Legend of the White Snake. This thing is simple. As for Andersen's fairy tales?That guy, spread too widely, was originally a horror story.

　　The sky gradually darkened, and the civic hall began to chant the scriptures.

　　"Qianyuan, you know a lot!"

　　Mao Lilan sighed, for some reason, he suddenly felt that ghosts were not so scary anymore.

　　"well enough."

　　Qin Qianyuan put his hands behind his back, looked at the sky and said, "There are so many books that I have nothing to read, and I know more about the mess."

　　When I was young, I had no money to go out to play, so reading was the cheapest form of entertainment.

　　"No, Qianyuan is really knowledgeable!" Mao Lilan smiled and shook his head.

　　At this moment, the piano sound suddenly rang.

　　"Is this, Beethoven's "Moonlight"?"

　　Maurilan said uncertainly.

　　"Let's go, the piano music will be played at the ceremony, it is estimated that it has begun."

　　Qin Qianyuan patted his butt, smiled and stretched out his hand, pulling Mao Lilan up.

　　"You mean, it's possible, it's dead!"

　　(Thank you very much for samsega's continuous support, and thanks to Yu Yuyu's monthly ticket - thanks to other people's flowers and evaluation tickets, I hope to support, everything is lacking, everything is needed, thank you-) Towel.

Chapter 96

　　Maurilan doesn't like dead people, even if Kogoro Mauri is in this line of work, she doesn't like it either.

　　But sometimes that's the case, the more you don't want it, the more it becomes a fact!

　　The two quickly ran to the place where the sound came from, which was the piano room where the curse was placed.

　　The door had been opened, and a wet corpse was lying on the piano, and the ground was full of water stains that dragged the corpse.At this time, Masayoshi Asai was doing an autopsy, and there were people wearing black clothes participating in the ceremony outside and inside the door.

　　Maori Kogoro stood by the piano, holding a sheet of music and frowning: "Strange, there is no sheet of music here just now!"

　　Conan knelt down, dipped a drop with his finger, tasted it, and said solemnly, "It's sea water!"

　　"Curse!" A tall and thin middle-aged man stood up in a panic while listening to the piano song Moonlight: "This is the curse of that piano!"

　　The man shouted and ran over.

　　Crazy?

　　Qin Qianyuan, who knew the plot, pulled Xiaolan out of the way immediately, and the middle-aged man ran over directly.

　　"What a curse, it's this tape recorder that makes the sound!"

　　In the room, Mouri Kogoro took out the tape recorder playing the Moonlight piano song next to the piano, and pressed the stop button to stop the music.

　　"Mr. Qin!"

　　When Hei Yanchen saw Qin Qianyuan, he quickly bowed and saluted respectfully.

　　"Well, who is he?"

　　Qin Qianyuan nodded and pointed to the direction that the man ran past.

　　"He, he is Kenzo Nishimoto,"

　　Heiyan Chenci introduced: "I used to be a famous figure in the Moon Shadow Island Platoon, and he had power and power, but he always drank, prostitutes and gambles, and spends a lot of money. After the death of the former village chief two years ago, he seemed to be frightened by something. It's like, hiding at home all day long..."

　　Nishimoto Kenzo?do not know.

　　Qin Qianyuan shook his head and was about to enter the room.

　　"That, Mr. Qin, what happened today..."

　　Hei Yanchenci pointed to the corpse on the piano, his face a little ugly.

　　"Oh, this one."

　　Qin Qianyuan pointed to the water stains on the ground and said, "The body was dragged in by someone. It's obviously a murder case. Call the police."

　　After speaking, Qin Qianyuan entered the room.

　　"What? Murder case!!!"

　　Behind him, there was a lot of fluctuations, and the same was true in the room.

　　It's all about who he is.

　　Qin Qianyuan's fame obviously did not spread to this small island, only Hei Yanchenci knew about it, and Qingshui Zheng was only a few people.

　　Not to mention Maori Kogoro, either he regarded him as a space pilot, or Maori was wise, Maori Yuan was something like that, and the angry Maori Kogoro almost squatted in the corner and drew circles.

　　Well, what about fresh souls!

　　Qin Qianyuan pursed his lips, and invigorated the operation of Devouring Soul and Transforming Soul, absorbing all the surrounding soul light spots into his body, swallowing and refining.

　　"Mr. Qin, long time no see!"

　　Asai Honesty is indeed a man of great perseverance, he greeted with the same expression, but his tone was also a little sigh.But it's not necessarily whether he is lamenting the passing of his life or worrying about what Qin Qianyuan will find out.

　　"Yeah." Qin Qianyuan nodded, not wanting to say more.

　　What if she doesn't kill someone?

　　"Qianyuan, have you found anything? Dad found a sheet music, do you want to take a look?"

　　Mao Lilan trotted over, thinking that Qin Qianyuan was still reliable.

　　"No need."

　　Qin Qianyuan waved his hand.

　　not necessary?

　　Hearing this sentence, Mouri Kogoro, Conan and Asai Makoto, who were waiting for Qin Qianyuan's opinion, all twitched the corners of their mouths.

　　Especially Asai Honesty, this is the message I left, okay?

　　Only Maurilan was just wondering.

　　"I'm not very proficient in music and look in a different direction."

　　Qin Qianyuan followed the direction of the corpse and said while swallowing his soul: "I don't have these clues, so I might as well look around, and let's talk about the leftover information. It's not to explain the reason, it's to predict that the killing will continue, of course continue. The possibility of killing is the greatest. After all, most of the purpose of sending a letter directly to Uncle Maori is for demonstration or provocation, and it is unlikely to kill a person."

　　"What? You mean someone else will die!" Kogoro Mori asked in shock.

　　The people around were also confused again.

　　Especially the village chief Tatsuji Kuroiwa, and Masato Shimizu, the popular candidate for the village chief this time.

　　This is the pattern of Conan who is on the side and forgets who he is when he encounters a case again. He touched his chin and said earnestly, "Brother Qianyuan suspects that the client who sent the letter is the murderer of this case, right!"

　　It is not uncommon for murderers to send death notices, but most of them are sent to the police station for fame.

　　Send it to Uncle Se...

　　Hehe, Uncle Se is far away now.Send it to my former self, Qin Qianyuan is still pretty much the same now...  

　　No wonder it only sent [-] yuan, and Qin Qianyuan was [-] million yuan. It turned out to be a bonus, by the way.There is something wrong with sending commission fees, um, I guess I am worried that I will not come.

　　Conan quickly made up the truth: I am a genius!

　　Qin Qianyuan glanced at Conan, what he wanted was this result!

　　He had already walked outside the room and came to the beach, and the people in the room had followed him unknowingly.

　　"Look, there is a piece of clothing floating on the sea, it should be Mr. Kawashima's."

　　Someone behind him said.

　　Um?The one who died is Kawashima, that big capitalist?

　　It seems that people can take over the land and minerals. If the descendants are not very good, there should be a head.

　　"This young man is amazing, as expected of a famous detective in Tokyo!"

　　"Yeah, that's right!"

　　……

　　All right yarn!

　　Just judged a suicide, how can you see that it is completely right!

　　After Qin Qianyuan absorbed the remaining soul fragments, it was not bad, the loss was not much, and it could be said that it was basically complete.