The famous criminal in the world of Conan

Chapter 657: Another Victim

Yuga Kyosuke was about to walk out the door, but Sato Miwako called him back.

"Mr. Yuga, this is a dangerous time. We are really worried about you going out alone to get your things."

"this......"

Yuga Kyosuke was slightly stunned, then smiled.

"It's okay. I'm a grown man and I shouldn't..."

"You can't say that,"

Sato Miwako's face darkened and she lectured,

"Mr. Yuga, if the murderer has a dangerous weapon in his hand, not to mention you, even a battle-hardened detective will fall into the trap."

There have been too many cases like this around her, including her father in the distant past and the two police officers Narasawa Osamu and Shibayo Ichiro in the recent past.

"That's right,"

Maori Kogoro also stood up and said to Haga Kyosuke,

"You must not let your guard down at a time like this, Mr. Yuga. If that's the case, let me go with you."

"We can also take care of each other."

"Well, that's fine too."

Yuga Kyosuke nodded without hesitation.

Then he went out with Kogoro Mouri and brought back a violin from his car.

At this time, Bai Masong also put away the phone in his hand.

Yuga Kyosuke took his violin and walked to the window. He opened the window, smiled at everyone, and said,

"Now, please listen to me play the second movement of the Requiem K626 composed by the musician Mozart."

I saw Yuga Kyosuke gently placing the violin on his neck, his left fingertips jumping, and his right hand slowly pulling, and a piece of music slowly flowed out from it.

There is no doubt about the level of Hanega Kyosuke. On the one hand, he has top musical talent such as absolute pitch, and on the other hand, he should also be very hardworking.

Nowadays, the music he plays is much more pleasant to the ears than that played by Renki Shitara, even to people who have no musical appreciation ability.

However, good things don't exist alone.

As Yuga Kyosuke immersed himself in playing the lullaby with all his heart, a scene appeared outside the window that made everyone in the living room unbelievable -

A figure in pajamas flashed past the window. It looked like it was Shitara Ayane who was supposed to be resting upstairs at this time!

"what--"

"That, that is..."

"How can it be......"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise. Yuga Xiangsuke, who was concentrating on playing the violin, heard everyone's exclamations and realized that something was wrong.

He noticed that everyone's eyes were looking out the window, so he also looked in that direction.

Shitara Renki was the first to rush to the window and looked down, only to see that Shitara Ayane's body had indeed fallen to the ground, motionless.

"grandmother--"

Renxi Shitara screamed heartbreakingly.

When Kogoro Mouri and Conan heard Shitara Renki's scream, they knew that something had happened to Shitara Ayane, so they started running downstairs quickly.

Seeing this, Renxi Shitara quickly followed.

Bai Masong seemed to be neither anxious nor slow. He first said something to the housekeeper Jin Quhongsheng.

"Butler Jinqu, go upstairs and find Uncle Tiaoyilang first. Don't let him get into any accidents."

"Ah."

Jin Qu Hongsheng nodded, then walked upstairs.

After giving instructions to Tsugaku Hongsheng, Hakubamatsu took Sato Miwako and Haibara Ai downstairs, while also calling an ambulance.

Yuga Kyosuke stayed in the room for a while, probably packing up his violin.

By the time Hakuba Matsu and the other two came downstairs, Maori Kogoro and Conan had finished their inspection and shook their heads at everyone.

"It's hopeless."

"How...how could this happen..."

Shitara Renxi's face was full of despair, tears kept streaming down her face.

"Woooooooo..."

Everyone was silent. Was Shitara Ayane's death an accident or was it intentional?

If it was an accident, how could this already weird old lady slip and fall to her death from the upstairs?

If it was a murder, everyone except Shitara Choichirō and Shitara Ayane was in the living room, so how did the murderer kill people?

“Ayane…Ayane…cough cough cough…cough cough cough cough…”

The old man's shouting voice, accompanied by continuous and irregular coughing, came when everyone was silent.

No one needed to look back to know that the old man Shitara Choichiro had arrived.

Sure enough, Shitara Choichiro, supported by his butler Tsugaku Benio, staggered to the body of Shitara Ayane.

Looking at his wife's lifeless body, Shitara Choichiro finally couldn't hold back his tears.

"Ayane...Ayane..."

“Cough cough cough…cough cough…cough cough cough cough cough…”

Perhaps because of the continuous stimulation, Shitara Choichiro's coughing became more frequent and more rapid.

"grandfather--"

Shitele Lianxi hurriedly came up and hugged him, tears in her eyes, but she said nothing.

Everyone was silent.

“Ding Dong…Ding Dong…Ding Dong…”

Just when everyone was silent because of Shitara Ayane's death, the sound of sirens came from a distance.

Three police cars with lights on drove in one after another and arrived at the door of the Shitara family's annex.

The police car stopped and Shiratori Renzaburo stepped out first. After him, Takagi Wataru and a group of police officers also got out of the car.

"White Horse Officer,"

Shiratori Renzaburo walked up, greeted Bai Masong, and handed him a pair of white gloves.

Bai Masong took the gloves and nodded to Shiratori Renzaburo.

Then, he pointed at the body of Shitara Ayane on the ground from a distance and said calmly,

"It came at the right time."

"This is......"

Shiratori Renzaburo looked at Shitara Ayane's body and felt a little dazed.

Didn't they say before that someone was burned to death on purpose? How come now it's said that he died by jumping off a building? Or...

"Just now, the old lady of the Shitara family, Shitara Ayane, fell from the upstairs and died on the spot."

Bai Ma Song said to Shiratori Renzaburo,

"The initial suspicion is that he was murdered by someone."

"So, there is a possible new victim in this serial murder case?"

Shiratori Renzaburo frowned, looking unhappy, and said in a deep voice.

"Ah."

Bai Masong nodded, his face cold as frost.

He looked at the housekeeper Jinqu Hongsheng and said to her,

"Butler Jinqu, please help Mr. Tiaoyilang upstairs to rest first."