The small cruise ship swayed forward in the wind and waves, arriving a little later than the originally estimated four hours. After the fog dissipated, a small island that looked very peaceful appeared before our eyes.
Kogoro Mouri, who was vomiting violently on the boat, recovered as normal after stepping on the ground. He wanted to get two cans of beer from the vending machine nearby, but was arrested on the spot by his own daughter. Before he could even take out his wallet, he was taken to the village office on Tsukikage Island to look for a client named Keiji Aso.
Pushed and shoved, Maori Kogoro reluctantly walked into the village office. He did not forget to tidy up his appearance, cleared his throat with two dry coughs, and then strode to the front desk and asked politely:
"Hello, we are tourists who have just arrived on the island. We are here to find the address of local resident Keiji Aso. Could you please help us check it?"
"No problem, we'll help you find it right away. Please wait a moment, sir."
"OK."
The male staff member turned on the computer, logged into the resident system that records the basic information of local residents, and entered the four words "Aso Keiji" in the keyword column.
After seeing the system display "No information found for this person", he checked each one of them responsibly. After confirming again and again that this person did not exist, he said:
"That's strange. There's no such person on the island. Did you remember the name wrong, sir?"
"Huh? No way." Maori Kogoro took out the letter of commission, covered the contents of the letter, and continued, "Is the name misspelled? Please look carefully again."
The male staff member carefully checked the signature on the letter of authorization and entered it into the resident system again. The feedback he received was still the same as before. He frowned in distress and explained:
"Sir, the island's resident system doesn't have his identity information recorded, and I just came to this island to work last month. Otherwise, I can ask other people for you."
After saying that, the male staff member ran to the side and called over a slightly older colleague. After he explained, the staff member wearing glasses came forward and asked:
"Sir, who are you looking for? I'm a local resident of Moon Shadow Island and I know almost everyone there."
"Well, I received a request from Mr. Keiji Aso to come here..."
Before Kogoro Mouri could finish his words, he noticed that the bespectacled staff member in front of him staggered back half a step. He blinked in confusion, thinking that he didn't seem to have said anything scary, right?
"You, you mean that Aso Keiji entrusted you?!"
Fujiwara Yu, who was standing at the back, narrowed his eyes. He keenly noticed that the expressions of the people around him had changed, not to mention the staff member who was scared to the point of breaking out in cold sweats. Sure enough, the local residents of Tsukikage Island all knew about Keiji Aso.
The bespectacled staff member looked at the tourists in front of him with horror, full of disbelief:
"No, that's impossible, because the person you're looking for died more than ten years ago!"
"What did you say?!" Maori Kogoro supported his hands on the table and said seriously, "Could you please tell me in detail how he died?"
The staff member wearing glasses nodded and recalled:
"I remember it happened twelve years ago on a full moon night. He was born on this island and was a very famous pianist. That day he had given a concert at the village hall. After returning home, he suddenly locked himself and his family in the house and set fire to it.
According to the recollections of those who rushed to the scene to put out the fire, he killed his wife and daughter with a knife, and then, in the raging flames, as if possessed, he kept playing the same piece of music over and over again: Beethoven's piano sonata, "Moonlight Sonata!"
After hearing the second half of the words, Fujiwara Yu's expression became solemn. He seemed to be thinking about something, recalling what he had seen during his research. At that time, there was indeed a description that Keiji Aso's family died in a sea of fire, but he had never heard of playing the piano in a sea of fire.
Besides, how could the people who went to put out the fire know that he had killed his wife and daughter with a knife? These details were not described during the investigation.
Where did the rumor come from? What was the purpose of spreading it?
"So that's what's going on. I'm so sorry to interrupt your work."
Maori Kogoro nodded politely to the staff and turned to walk out of the village office. He looked at the letter of commission in his hand with a depressed look on his face, frowning and speaking with extremely dissatisfied tone:
"I'm speechless. It seems like a despicable prank that cost me my life!"
"That's not necessarily the case, because he has already paid the full commission fee, and the stamps are indeed from Tsukikage Island, so I think there must be someone on this island who wants to ask my uncle to help him investigate Keiji Aso." Edogawa Conan expressed his thoughts in a child's tone. He didn't think that anyone would spend 500,000 yen on a prank. Not only would it cost a lot, but it would also be meaningless.
Maori Kogoro stared at the letter of commission in his hand and sighed:
"But now that the person involved, Mr. Keiji Aso, is dead, where should we begin the investigation?"
"Why don't we go to the community center to find the village chief? As the village chief of Tsukikage Island, he should know a lot of things. Maybe he can find out who is close to Aso Keiji." Fujiwara Yu put one hand in his pocket and suggested.
"Well, that's the only way."
Fujiwara Yu walked silently at the end of the team. He took out his mobile phone to check the messages on Line. Sure enough, White had sent a message with a photo of Sotaro Goji getting off the boat.
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