Nan Ling pointed to the notebook in Conan's hand and said, "If we label each key with letters according to the order on the piano keyboard..."
"Really... So that's how it is!" Conan instantly understood the trick of this code.
Actually, it's not that complicated.
The murderer must have designed it so simple just to let them solve it. After all, judging from this content...
"Got it? You're next." Conan's voice reading the code was extremely obvious at this moment.
Megure and Maori Kogoro were both shocked, "What did you say!"
"Conan?" Mao Lilan was also surprised.
Conan was about to ask Nan Ling to explain, "This code is Nan..."
As a result, he was interrupted halfway through his speech.
"Explain it yourself." Nan Ling patted Conan's head gently.
"Eh--ok." Conan cleared his throat and began to explain the code to the adults in an orderly manner.
Really, Nan Ling doesn’t want this kind of opportunity to show off.
And he still needs to explain to those people? You wish.
Nan Ling lazily sat aside and started watching the show.
"This is the music score left by the murderer last time, and the content of this score is," Conan frowned and looked at it, "'This sinful resentment will be eliminated here...'"
ah?
Nan Ling's eyebrows twitched.
I understand each word, but why can't I understand them when they are put together?
Do you murderers always speak in the Riddler's style? Do you think you are writing poetry?
But apparently the rest of the group understood it, because each of them looked frightened.
"The hatred of sin does not mean..."
"The pianist who died twelve years ago?"
Hey wait wait!
Do you have some kind of riddle translator … or is there something wrong with my level of understanding?
Nan Ling felt deeply helpless.
Well, it may also be because I am not from here after all, so it is normal that I can’t make the connection for the moment.
Right, that is it.
...It’s definitely not because of my lack of understanding!
"Keiji Aso is not dead after all!" Nishimoto, who was on the verge of going crazy at any time, began to shout.
He was about to go crazy right there—
——"Aso Keiji must be dead." The old policeman walked in slowly. "The tooth shape is consistent, and the only thing at the scene is the sheet music in the safe..."
"What?" Maori Kogoro asked in his loud voice, "You mean the sheet music in the safe?"
Alas, here it comes.
In this clueless situation, someone must come to provide information.
It seems that I was not mistaken. This person is indeed a clue tool.
As he was speaking, Conan had already run out with the old man to get the music score.
"Oh, Conan is really a worry." Mao Lilan muttered, thinking that Conan was following the policeman and nothing should happen to him, so she didn't chase after him.
Nan Ling was leisurely and not worried at all, "Wait here for a while?"
I didn't expect that the wait would last more than an hour.
"Really? I have to leave first." Miss Kuroiwa spoke first.
"Eh? But..." Megure was a little confused.
"Didn't you say that the resentment has been resolved here?" Miss Kuroiwa said, crossing her arms. "This matter should end here. Anyway, I don't want to continue waiting here with you foolishly."
"I'm a little worried about Conan too..." said Ran Mouri with a frown.
"Let me go with you to look for it." Nan Ling didn't expect Conan would waste so much time getting a document.
What's going on, Ako? Your efficiency is not good enough.
"…It's because the policeman can't find the key." Conan also looked helpless when Nan Ling arrived at the police station.
"You're so slow, Conan," Mao Lilan said in a reproachful tone, "Everyone is getting impatient waiting, so let's go back first."
"What?" Conan's eyes widened immediately, and he ran out the door, "I'll go back to the community center to check!"
It seems that Conan also realized it.
What resentment has been eliminated...how naive.
Apart from anything else, the Moonlight Sonata has three movements, and we are only at the second movement now, right?
So they followed Conan back to the community center.
It's really a hassle every day. I don't know where Conan gets the energy to run around like this.
Nan Ling had a blank expression on his face and looked very serious - in fact, he was just too sleepy.
Fortunately, Yueying Island is not big, and it is not that far to walk from the police station to the community center.
"Open the warehouse quickly." Conan kept urging.
Nan Ling heard some unusual noises.
"Did you guys... hear any noise in the piano room?"
"Huh? I didn't notice..." Mao Lilan looked confused.
"I'll go take a look." Nan Ling walked towards the piano room at a leisurely pace. Conan followed him.
Nan Ling seemed calm, but - actually he was a little scared.
It's a bit embarrassing to say, but...
Nan Ling is actually afraid of ghosts.
For example, he doesn't dare to watch horror movies.
The bloody ones are okay, he even thinks Saw goes well with his rice.
But what about Sadako Bisen Gayako and the like...
Just get as far away as possible, okay?
And now, in the middle of the night, in the empty piano room, there were tiny noises coming from it.
——Isn’t this the standard for supernatural ghost movies? !
Although I know that Conan is a world of science, even if Newton can't control it, at least there are no ghosts. But... Nan Ling, who seems calm on the surface, still starts to feel a little guilty.
He slowly reached out and pushed the door open.
...No ghost, no ghost, no ghost!
Ah, what is it? It’s a person.
It was really a false alarm. Nan Ling breathed a sigh of relief.
His night vision is pretty good. The one who just climbed out the window and ran away is the village chief's secretary, and the one lying on the ground unconscious is Miss Kuroiwa's boyfriend, Monday.
Conan has already run over to check on Monday's situation.
However, Nan Ling knew that neither of these two people was the murderer.
That's okay, sorry to bother you.
Since no one is dead here——
"——Ah!" Mao Lilan's scream also came from behind Nan Ling at the right time.
"Ran!" Conan turned around and ran back.
Hey, maybe you'd better change your habit of calling people by their names whenever you encounter something?
...Forget it. Ran Mouri can't discover Conan's identity anyway. This is the law of science.
"It's Mr. Nishimoto." Conan's face was serious.
Oh, is that the guy with flags all over his body and a miserable look on his face?
As expected, he died in the end.
It should be that he did it when I left to find Conan just now?
It’s a bit of a pity. I should have found an excuse to stay here earlier... But if that were the case, he wouldn’t have done it, right?
It's a pity that I originally wanted to have a private chat with him, but it seems that it will have to come to nothing.