The establishment of the Time Travelers Alliance began in the first year of Conan

Chapter 266 The Case Proceeds as Usual (8k words, requesting monthly votes at the beginning of the month)

The doors on both sides of the corridor were opened by those who were curious and participating in the Dharma assembly.

The sudden music made the villagers stick their heads out.

Amidst their surprised or terrified gazes, Conan hurried along the corridor of the village mansion.

A bad feeling welled up in my heart, rising and falling with my nervous heartbeat.

He suddenly pushed open the piano room door, his pupils immediately contracted, and his steps came to an abrupt halt.

Everything was just as he had imagined.

The moonlight still shone quietly in the piano room. Hideo Kawashima, wearing his white undershirt that was already wet, lay quietly on the black and white keys of the piano.

—Hideo Kawashima is dead.

Moreover, he died with his eyes wide open, as if he had witnessed some extremely unbelievable scene.

His狰狞 expression froze in his last moments before death, his eyes bulging out like fish eyes, as if they were about to forcefully squeeze out of their sockets and fall out.

And those pupils, which should have been dilated, seemed to be alive, revealing a hellish, terrifying light.

He stared intently at the doorway, as if trying to penetrate time and space.

Ran Mouri was the second to arrive.

Her gaze followed Conan's direction, and she was immediately startled and screamed.

"Oh no! Someone's dead!"

A familiar scream evoked panic throughout the entire mansion.

And so soon, in that still melodious, yet sorrowful first movement...

In the piano room, where moonlight filled the hall, all those who came to attend the Dharma assembly gradually arrived.

Kogoro Mouri, a former detective, stepped forward and measured Hideo Kawashima's pulse.

Then he turned around and told the others that Hideo Kawashima was dead.

"It's too late, he's already dead."

A tense and eerie atmosphere permeated the crowd standing in a row at the door.

There was a sense of unease on everyone's faces.

Kogoro Mouri turned to Ran, gesturing for her to call the police first.

"Xiao Lan, hurry up and notify the police."

Ran Mouri nodded, forcibly suppressing her fear, and turned to run out of the room.

Kogoro Mouri glanced at the group of people standing in the piano room, whispering amongst themselves.

"Please stay where you are and don't move."

Then he looked at Asai Narumi, who was standing at the very front.

"Dr. Narumi, could you please perform an autopsy?"

"no problem."

Asai Narumi rolled up her sleeves and walked up to Kawashima Hideo. Her gaze met Kawashima's wide eyes for a moment.

She paused for a moment, then bent down and slowly closed Hideo Kawashima's eyes.

A barely audible sigh escaped her lips.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at a corner inside the piano, where a tape recorder was located.

The melody of "Delayed Adagio" still flows in the room.

The tune and rhythm playing on the tape recorder—it was so familiar to her.

Gentle, sorrowful... and a sense of apology, a belated apology.

……

However, for others, this beautiful music doesn't sound so "pleasant to the ear."

Seeing the deceased lying on the piano, yet the piano still "playing" the Moonlight Sonata, Hirata Kazuaki trembled and took a step back, letting out a cry of alarm:
"It's...it's the curse of that piano!"

Before the panic among the crowd could spread due to the terrified shouts, it was stopped by a single sentence from Kogoro Mouri.

"Hey... what kind of curse is it?!"

He reached out and took the tape recorder from inside the piano stand.

"Take a good look. This is just a recording that someone made and released ahead of time."

Kogoro Mouri showed everyone the tape recorder and then pressed the pause button.

The gloomy, eerie Moonlight Sonata that sounded so gloomy to him vanished immediately.

"This was a premeditated murder. The killer was imitating the methods used in the murders two and twelve years ago."

This time, Kogoro Mouri's thinking aligned with Conan's.

While Kogoro Mouri was already pondering how the murderer committed the crime, a villager suddenly asked him:

"So, where did you come from?"

"Haha," Kogoro Mouri immediately struck a pose like a famous detective, "I am Kogoro Mouri, a famous detective from Tokyo!"

Does such a person exist?

"Is he Mori Kogoro?"

"Cough cough!"

Kogoro Mouri abruptly turned around to avoid being seen with his embarrassed expression, inwardly grumbling:
"Who on earth spelled my name as Mori Kogoro...?"

Dr. Chengshi's voice broke the slightly awkward silence.

She took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands, put it back in her pocket, and then looked at Kogoro Mouri:

"Judging from the deceased's condition, the time of death should be between one and half an hour ago, and the cause of death is suffocation."

"I think the deceased was most likely drowned."

"Drowned?" Kogoro Mouri pondered.

"Well, that's the only way to determine it for now. Otherwise, we'd have to dissect it."

Conan has discovered a crucial piece of evidence to verify the cause of death.

He glanced at the dust and dirt behind the deceased, then squatted down and touched the path leading to the back door of the village mansion.

My finger touched a shallow water mark.

The traces of seawater, he thought, matched the cause of death that Dr. Narumi had diagnosed.

Conan glanced at the closed, locked windows and the door leading to the backyard, his eyes immediately sharpening.

He already knows how the murderer did it.

"The first few minutes of the videotape should be silent."

His voice immediately drew everyone's attention.

"The murderer must have taken Mr. Kawashima to..."

and many more……

Conan paused, his expression turning serious. There seemed to be some inexplicable details in his mental deduction process.

However, he put aside this possible doubt for the time being and continued speaking.

"The murderer should have first drowned Mr. Kawashima, then taken him from the backyard to the piano room, locked all the doors, and then pressed the play button."

"That way, he won't run into Uncle Mori and me at the front gate, since we're always in the front yard."

"Wait!" Conan's words immediately made someone's expression change. "Does that mean the culprit is still among us?!"

The speaker was Reiko Kuroiwa, daughter of Tatsuji Kuroiwa.

The air immediately became heavy.

Nobody wants to be in the same room as a potential murderer.

Kuroiwa Tatsuji's eyes flickered, and he immediately seized the opportunity to speak:
"Detective, if we look at it this way, the person who would be happiest after Kawashima's death is probably Shimizu Masato."

"After all, he, like Kawashima, is a candidate in this village chief election."

"What did you say!"

Shimizu Witness shouted angrily, then strode up to Kuroiwa and glared at him.

"If that's the case, then Mr. Kuroiwa, as the village chief, doesn't it seem like you're also a prime suspect?"

"Alright, alright, let's calm down first," Kogoro Mouri interrupted their argument.

He still remembered the information that Masato Shimizu had told him before.

Keiji Aso's piano... Isamu Kameyama's death... The Red Fire Festival...

To be honest, Kogoro Mouri felt that neither Shimizu Witness nor Kuroiwa Tatsuji, who were trying to smear each other, were the murderers.

If what Masato Shimizu said before is true, then the position of village chief is not enough to constitute a suitable motive.

It was not the motive for killing Hideo Kawashima, but rather the motive for imitating the deaths of Isamu Kameyama and Keiji Aso.

The murderer chose the piano.

And it was always the piano.

Thinking this, Kogoro Mouri glanced at the old piano in the center of the room, walked to the lid, opened it, and took a look.

"This, this is...!"

There was a sheet of music under the piano stand.

……

And at this moment——

"Whoa—!!"

Before Kogoro Mouri could even read the contents clearly, a terrified voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

It's Ken Nishimoto.

His expression was twisted and panicked, as if he had seen something terrifying that would never happen.

The irrational and terrified man staggered and pushed aside those around him, stumbling as he ran toward the gate of the village mansion.

Then he ran into Ran Mouri and her group, who had arrived with the police.

Seeing Ken Nishimoto burst out the door and run into the jungle before anyone could react, Inspector Megure, who was standing at the door, became serious.

"There's a high chance that a new case has occurred!"

At his command, he led several officers and quickly ran towards the piano room.

……

The arrival of four or five police officers undoubtedly eased the tension among the people at the scene.

"So just now, Nishimoto was just nervous and ran away?"

Upon learning that it wasn't a new case, Inspector Megure breathed a sigh of relief—after all, in any scene involving Mori, losing even one person was considered relatively easy.

"So, Inspector Megure, what are you doing here?"

Megure glanced at the officers behind him and signaled them to begin examining the scene and collecting evidence.

"Well..." He leaned closer to Kogoro Mouri and lowered his voice, "It was Heiji-san's order."

Ran ran into Inspector Megure at the entrance of the village mansion.

According to him, Heiji Hattori made several phone calls to the agency after they left Beika Town, but none of them answered.

Therefore, Heiji Hattori, as the director of BIDUT, worried that his advisor might encounter some trouble on the remote island, so he took advantage of the police force mobilization to send Inspector Megure over.

"Great!" Conan, standing to the side, was already jumping for joy inside.

In Conan's opinion, Heiji's "assist" was just in time.

after all--

Those "police officers" who are checking around are clearly GSSRA soldiers, judging from their actions.

This is clearly Heiji's support to him.

"Huh? Why did Uncle Nishimoto Ken run away just now?"

Conan looked at Kogoro Mouri, trying to get him to stop Ken Nishimoto.

"Perhaps it's because Mr. Nishimoto and Mr. Kawashima are good friends."

Hirata Kazuaki explained, "He used to be very powerful on the island, but after Kameyama died, he went completely insane."

"Speaking of which..."

Hirata looked at Kuroiwa Tatsuji, whose expression had become tense, and said, "He and the village chief used to be good friends!"

Kogoro Mouri and Inspector Megure exchanged a glance and nodded solemnly.

"Yokoyama, could you please look for it along the path down the mountain?"

Inspector Megure looked at the GSSRA soldier. "Mr. Nishimoto may know something. Please bring him back."

Kogoro Mouri just had a brief chat with Inspector Megure.

Since the murderer is among those present, the rest is quite simple.

Inspector Megure looked at everyone who had attended the ceremony.

Including Ken Nishimoto who escaped, there were a total of 38 people.

The deceased's time of death was half an hour to an hour ago. We only need to check everyone's statements to see who has an alibi.

"Please stay and give your statements."

Inspector Megure spoke with sincerity and earnestness—if one ignored the fact that the moon was already high in the sky and night had fallen.

"But it's already so late!"

Reiko Kuroiwa's voice carried a hint of anger as she immediately retorted.

"Besides, who wants to spend the night with a dead man! We don't need to rest—"

Then she shut up, looking annoyed.

Two burly police officers blocked the way, and they had already pulled a stun gun out of its holster.

This is the advantage of being backed by GSSRA: acting first and reporting later, doing things according to the "rules".

Reiko Kuroiwa's attitude softened immediately.

"Then you have to give us a place to rest, right? The village mansion doesn't even have a place to sleep on the floor."

Kuroiwa Tatsuji nodded in agreement.

This is an opportunity to win favor and votes from everyone present.

"Moreover, because of the Dharma assembly, we haven't eaten much all day."

He looked at Inspector Megure, his tone both soft and barbed.

"After all, if hunger causes temporary mental fatigue and makes it impossible to recall any crucial clues..."

"This……"

Inspector Megure looked at Kogoro Mouri with some difficulty. Heiji Hattori had instructed him to prioritize Detective Mouri's opinions once they arrived on the island.

"It's alright, you can stay in the castle."

A slightly aged voice rang out at the doorway—it was the only old policeman on Moonshadow Island.

Or rather, the security guard who once wandered into the castle by mistake.

After that incident, he simply applied for a job as a police officer and took charge of the island's security.

Just now, Inspector Megure, guided by him, led us through the dark forest to the location of the castle, or rather, the village mansion.

"Huh?" Xiao Lan, who was following behind him, felt a little strange. "But weren't the castle gates locked for repairs?"

"Ah—that one!"

Under those sunglasses, no one could see the old man's eyes.

He slowly raised one hand and pointed to the backyard of the piano room.

"The backyard of the village mansion is connected to the castle; you just need to walk in from the back."

He looked up and rubbed his temples uncertainly.

“I remember two years ago, I heard strange noises there, which is why I went in.”

……

"Okay, let's do that."

Inspector Megure looked at the other two officers.

"Shiraishi, you're in charge of turning that reception room by the door into a temporary interrogation room. Kawada, you're in charge of driving down and bringing up some sushi."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the crowd.

"After all, the murder case is of utmost importance. For everyone's safety, let's all stay in the castle tonight."

Although they complained a bit, they ultimately had to agree.

After all, a detective came up with the idea that if he wanted to leave, he would have to stay and finish taking statements first—and he would also have to stay up all night to help out.

After everyone complained about opening the back door of the piano room and heading to the castle as instructed by the old police officer, "Hey, Mori, brother."

Standing at the entrance of the village mansion, Inspector Megure watched as Kogoro Mouri skillfully unloaded his sleeping bag from the police car, and he rubbed his forehead.

"You're not planning to spend the night in the piano room, are you?"

"Humph--"

Looking at the familiar field vehicle and the sleeping bag in that familiar spot, Kogoro Mouri snorted again.

Without stopping his work, he hoisted the sleeping bag onto his shoulder and headed towards the main gate of the village mansion.

"Inspector Megure, you don't really think the killer won't continue, do you?"

Kogoro Mouri remembers it all very clearly.

The letter of authorization stated: "The shadow of Moonshadow Island is beginning to disappear."

Considering that Kameyama Isamu, Nishimoto Ken, Kawashima Hideo, and Kuroiwa Tatsuji may all be related to the "Red Fire Festival"...

The murderer will definitely commit another crime!
As he finished speaking, Conan's voice interrupted.

"Inspector Megure, could you please call the Nagashima police officer (the veteran officer) over in a bit?"

At this moment, anger burned in Conan's eyes.

For him, nothing could be more infuriating than receiving a "crime warning" and still allowing the killer to successfully murder someone.

It's like a jigsaw puzzle enthusiast who, after painstakingly piecing together a picture called "the truth," is suddenly interrupted by a mischievous child.

Then that brat flipped his table.

The murderer used the victim's life to show his disdain for his reasoning.

Just like now, Hideo Kawashima's death is a loud mockery by the murderer.

They mocked his hesitation and indecisiveness.

This is a desecration of the "detective" and a provocation against the "truth".

Conan clenched his fists—this was something he absolutely could not tolerate.

He remembered that Masato Shimizu had mentioned that it was Nagashima who was on night watch two years ago, and perhaps he still remembered some suspicious clues.

Then, he tried to remind Kogoro Mouri that he had another very important clue.

"Uncle Mori, did you give that sheet music to Inspector Megure?"

Kogoro Mouri was taken aback. "Score?"

"When we came over this afternoon, that piece of paper wasn't there yet! It might be a clue left by Uncle Kawashima to point out the murderer!"

"That's right! The sheet music!" The three of them snapped back to reality almost simultaneously.

Then Conan, Inspector Megure, and Kogoro Mouri looked at each other in bewilderment as they faced the sheet music.

"Xiao Lan? Xiao Lan!"

Ran Mouri has disappeared without a trace.

She's the only one here who knows how to play the piano.

……

About ten minutes later, Ran Mouri pulled Narumi Asai back to the piano room, panting.

"Dad? I'm helping Dr. Narumi move those sushi! Everyone's been hungry all day."

She and Dr. Narumi each carried two large boxes of sushi.

"Dr. Narumi said she could help too, since she was the one who confirmed Mr. Kameyama's death."

Asai Narumi smiled gently beside him.

That smile was gentler than ever before, carrying a hint of relief and sadness.

"Well, after all, I don't think there's another doctor here who can perform autopsies."

Conan nodded, which was considered as "acquiescing" to Dr. Narumi staying.

He then immediately pulled Ran Mouri over and walked to the piano.

"Sister Xiaolan, could you take a look at this sheet music? What do you think... what's written on it?"

"It's Beethoven's 'Moonlight Sonata'."

Ran Mouri recognized the classic song at a glance, but she blinked in confusion and then looked up.

"Well... the fourth paragraph seems a bit strange."

Ran Mouri sat down at the piano and gently pressed the keys, and a familiar melody flowed out of the room.

But as the melody progressed, everyone immediately understood where the problem lay.

The last part sounds out of place.

"In other words, it's a clue left behind by Mr. Kawashima."

Kogoro Mouri pondered, "From this perspective, it's highly likely that the culprit came over in the middle of the night and took the sheet music."

Inspector Megure clapped his hands and glanced at the clock on the wall.

It is 10:58 PM now.

"It's getting late, and since the murderer might come back..."

He looked at the others and suggested, "Then let's take turns keeping watch."

……

"Hmph...Hmph..."

Now, looking at Kogoro Mouri snoring away, Inspector Megure felt a headache coming on.

"Brother Mori? Brother Mori?"

No one answered.

Inspector Megure called everyone over very early this morning, and the statements have been taken quite some time ago.

"Maori brother!"

Kogoro Mouri jolted awake and sat bolt upright in his sleeping bag.

"Yes!"

Megure sighed helplessly, looking at the "rotating detective" in front of him with some weariness.

"Only you didn't get up when you were supposed to be on night watch."

"We've already taken more than half of the statements. Are you, the detective, going to wait until everyone's statements are finished before you look at them?"

Conan yawned, and he slept soundly for the rest of the night.

He climbed out of his sleeping bag and said, "I want to go too!"

Frankly speaking, the murderer's motive is quite clear at the moment: the "pointer" and the "Red Fire Ritual".

Therefore, last night during his night watch, he ran into the makeshift interrogation room and asked Inspector Megure to put the statements of the people he considered most suspicious at the end.

The murderer can only be one of those few people.

Since the murderer has issued a "challenge" to him, he certainly cannot surrender!
Conan chooses to confront the challenge head-on.

"Hmph," he thought with a hint of smugness, "the murderer will never know that there was a child among those who knew about the 'pointer'."

The sheet music is in the hands of the police; now the perpetrator is on the defensive.

As long as you wait until the statement is completed before taking any further action, the murderer will definitely reveal a flaw.

Conan felt that the truth was right in front of him.

However, Hideo Kawashima's death...

That question remains unresolved.

Last night, besides keeping watch, he also took the opportunity to have Sister Xiaolan take him to see the other side of the sea cliff.

At that moment, standing before the vast ocean under the full moon, unlike Ran Mouri who was admiring the beautiful scenery, Conan had no thought of appreciation whatsoever.

The castle and village mansion are on the sea cliff. Where did the seawater come from when the murderer dragged the body?

There is a vertical drop of at least tens of meters between the sea cliff and the sea surface.

Unless the murderer used a rope to lower the body down and then pull it back up, seawater could not possibly be on the body!

If it really is about lowering down to fetch water, why take such a big risk?
Conan frowned.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

His detective intuition told him that this was an extremely important clue, but in the end he couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

And when he hinted at this question to Kogoro Mouri.

"Oh, it's just some seawater!"

Kogoro Mouri picked at his ear and responded to him with a relaxed expression.

"Whether you lower them down with a rope or prepare a basin of seawater to drown them, it couldn't be simpler!"

"Perhaps the deceased was wet because the murderer drowned him and then, incidentally or accidentally, splashed water on him..."

Kogoro Mouri casually rattled off a whole string of possibilities.

What made Conan even more upset was that he couldn't refute it for a moment.

The feeling is like having a key in front of you; you know it can open the door, but you just can't quite put together the shape of the lock cylinder.

Conan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

The one who should be anxious now is the murderer. With insufficient clues, they can only wait.

……

However, right now, Asai Narumi and Mouri Ran, who were standing to the side, also yawned.

They were woken up.

Ran Mouri, still half-asleep, asked in a slightly dazed tone, "What's wrong? Have you found the culprit?"

“Not yet,” Inspector Megure glanced at her. “After all, there were 38 people present at the time.”

"Moreover, the man named Xiben has not been found yet. He is now highly suspicious, and it is currently suspected that he ran into the woods."

"I've already sent people to search."

Hearing Dr. Asai rub her eyes while giving her statement, she interrupted the conversation:

"Excuse me, when is it my turn?"

"Ah!" Inspector Megure was taken aback. He scratched his head. "I saw that you were very tired yesterday, so I offered to help you and also put you last in line."

The real reason was that he had forgotten that Dr. Narumi was also among those present.

"Then I'll go wash my face first."

Dr. Chengshi's weary voice rang out as she groggily headed towards the bathroom.

"Who's left to record?" Ran Mouri asked quietly from the side.

Inspector Megure thought for a moment and replied, "Besides Dr. Narumi, there's Masato Shimizu, Kazuaki Hirata, and then Reiko Kuroiwa and Shuichi Murasawa (Reiko's fiancé)."

"Kuroiwa Tatsuji just finished recording a while ago, and his daughter Reiko should be next."

As he spoke, Inspector Megure sighed, the texts from so many written statements swirling in his mind.

"Anyway, Mori, why don't you come over and take a look at the statements of the people in front of you?"

"A total of thirty or so written statements!"

He couldn't help but complain to Kogoro Mouri.

"I estimate it would take half a day to look at, and there were so many people at the time that many people can't remember the details."

Megure Juzo's estimate—

Only the sleeping detective could see the truth beneath the contradictory records, unravel it layer by layer, and reveal it.

As they were talking, they walked out of the piano room and suddenly heard a roar outside.

"Baka Yaro!!"

Kuroiwa Tatsuji looked somewhat angry, glaring at Hirata Kazuaki.

"What cursed piano? It's this thing that's causing the problem! Get rid of it right now!"

Obviously, he couldn't do that; it was crucial physical evidence.

"Hey, detective brat!"

Kogoro Mouri drew Conan's attention back, "Didn't you keep saying you wanted to go and see the transcript too?"

"I saw that you did quite well this time, so if you don't go—"

"Ah! I'm coming right now!"

……

Then, something unexpected happened.

Kuroiwa Reiko's note-taking began at 3 p.m. and continued until 6 p.m. sharp.

A full moon and a round moon have already risen.

"So you guys are kidding me! I had absolutely no motive to kill..."

What a terrifying woman...

Conan is now sitting in a chair outside the interrogation room. He has been listening to Miss Reiko yelling and screaming for several tens of minutes.

The sounds even made him flee the recording room early on, not just because they kept interrupting his train of thought.

The more important reason is—

The transcripts of the people I most want to hear haven't even started yet.

Ken Nishimoto remains missing. Since the man most suspected has not appeared, it is impossible to take a statement.

Kuroiwa Tatsuji has a very clear alibi; his statement shows that he was present at the ceremony the whole time.

The taking of statements from Hirata Kazuaki, Murasawa Shuichi, and Shimizu Masato has not yet begun.

At that moment, Murasawa Shuichi, who was sitting on the chair opposite, stood up and walked towards the toilet at the corner of the corridor.

The stairs leading to the second floor are right next to the corner.

Conan was still thinking about the transcript he had seen earlier, going over and over the transcript of Kuroiwa Tatsuji's words in his memory.

Damn it! I still can't figure out who the murderer is!
Conan could certainly have those GSSRA soldiers forcibly keep an eye on the suspects he thought they were—it wouldn't be difficult to fool Uncle Mori into doing that.

However, this means that Conan Edogawa, as a "detective," has already "convicted" the suspects in his heart even when they are still "innocent."

Moreover, this not only goes against his principles.

There are three suspects now; he can't possibly have the officers detain all three of them...

Feeling inexplicably anxious, Conan glanced at Hirata Kazuaki sitting in his seat.

Now, besides him, there are three other people...

Wait, the other three people?!
If I remember correctly, Kuroiwa Tatsuji stayed after giving his statement because he was worried about his daughter.

But now Miss Reiko has been shouting and yelling in the interrogation room for several tens of minutes!

Where are the others?!
Conan suddenly stood up, gritted his teeth, and tensed up all over.

He immediately ran to the corner, while the village happened to come out of the toilet—he just wanted to wash his face to refresh himself.

"Uncle Murano! Is Mr. Kuroiwa in the restroom?"

"There is only water in it."

Conan felt a tightness in his chest, and blood rushed to his brain.

Tatsuji Kuroiwa is not here!

In other words, he has most likely been murdered!

Conan swayed.

For the first time, the detective felt somewhat flustered by his own competitive spirit.

He should ask Uncle Mori or Inspector Megure to keep an eye on the suspects!
The murderer dared to commit the crime while there were so many police officers present and while the interrogation was still in progress!
Conan originally thought the culprit wouldn't do that.

Because with only four suspects present, doing so would be far too obvious.

Filled with anger and regret, Conan, pale-faced, ran upstairs.

And the moment his foot stepped onto the first step.

A light and cheerful tune of "Queercoatl" came through—

He stunned everyone in the interrogation room, including Asai Narumi, Mori Ran, Hirata Kazuaki, and others sitting in the chairs.

It is the second movement of the Moonlight Sonata.

With its light and short rhythm and lively melody, it rang out on the village mansion's loudspeaker.

That sounded like a mockery and resistance against fate—

That applies to everyone present.

PS: The side stories mentioned earlier have all already happened. Interested readers can try to guess them. In order to advance the main storyline, the later parts will probably be written mainly from Conan's perspective.

For example, who killed Hideo Kawashima? When?
(End of this chapter)