"Mr. Kawashima, do you still remember what happened just now?"

Hideo Kawashima thought for a few seconds and said dullly: "It seems that in the middle of the ceremony, I got up to go to the toilet."

"Then my vision suddenly went dark in the toilet and I lost consciousness..."

At this moment, Secretary Hirata once again spread alarmist remarks.

"It's a curse!"

"This is the curse of that piano!"

His slightly exaggerated expression and retreating steps, coupled with the continuous "Moonlight" in the piano room, immediately made the superstitious villagers participating in the ritual begin to believe this statement.

"The piano is horribly cursed..."

"It must be Keiji Aso's soul causing trouble, Amitabha..."

"Did today's religious ceremony disturb Keiji Aso's soul?"

"Then it is necessary to add another ritual..."

Among the people discussing, Ken Nishimoto, who had lost weight, stared at the piano as if he had seen a ghost, with a horrified expression and trembling legs.

The current village chief, the bald uncle Kuroiwa Tatsuji, also broke out in a cold sweat, widened his eyes, and said nothing.

But just when the discussion of the case began to lead to metaphysics, a determined materialist warrior stood up.

"Ghosts and curses don't exist in this world!"

"Obviously someone knocked Mr. Kawashima unconscious in the toilet and then moved him to this room."

Mouri Kogoro's attitude was firm and his words were powerful, but these elderly villagers didn't care at all.

"How do you know there is no curse?" A wrinkled old woman stood up with a cane, "Ahem, the food I have eaten is saltier than the road you have walked."

"If you continue to talk nonsense and be disrespectful to the deceased, be careful I use this crutch to hit your butt!"

"Why are you giving orders here? Who are you?" The prospective son-in-law of the current village chief also began to speak out.

"Yeah yeah..."

Amid everyone's doubts, Mouri Kogoro began to introduce his identity confidently.

"I am a famous detective from Tokyo, Kogoro Mori!"

In Kogoro Mouri's opinion, Tsukikage Island is not too far from Tokyo, and his reputation should be enough to intimidate everyone present.

result...

"Ah! That's the space pilot."

"No, he often appears in reasoning, right?"

"That's Kogoro Akechi."

"So who is this person?"

Mouri Kogoro: Hey! Don’t you read TV or newspapers?
Chapter completed!