Science: The Little Shota of the Maori Family

With a burst of thunder, the lights went out.

"Is the power out?" Maori Kogoro asked. Seeing Yamane Yuka standing at the back door, he went forward and asked, "Ms. Yuka, what happened..."

There was no need to ask further questions. He saw with his own eyes that the steps were covered in blood and a man was lying at the bottom.

Lightning flashed, illuminating the man's face.

Yuka Yamane covered her mouth and said, "This is our composer Michael Henry."

At the same time, more footsteps were heard behind him. Leading the way was an old man in a suit and tie with white hair. He held up a candle and asked, "What happened?"

"Mr. Onishi." Yamane Yuka turned around and looked at the old man: "Michael..."

Ohnishi Dakong also noticed the situation in front of him. He walked over with a candle, then squatted down and looked at Michael's condition. Then, he shook his head and sighed, "He's dead."

"What!!"

Everyone was surprised.

"It feels like a demon is eating people." Yamane Yuka said blankly, "It's exactly the same as the first poem in the Demon Suite."

When everyone heard what Yuuka Yamane said, their expressions changed again.

Maori Kogoro said seriously: "Anyway, let's call the police first and have them come. Before the police arrive, no one is allowed to leave this villa."

"uncle."

At this moment, Watanabe Toru suddenly pulled Maori Kogoro, pointed at Michael's fist, and said, "The victim seems to be holding something in his hand."

"Ok?"

Kogoro Mouri's face darkened and he immediately squatted down. Sure enough, he saw Michael holding something in his hand.

He spread his fingers apart and discovered that he was holding a key.

"It's the Sacred Key."

Yuka Yamane exclaimed.

……

Villa living room.

After calling the police, Yuuka Yamane came over and said to Kogoro Maori, "Because of the landslide, the road to the villa is blocked. The police will not be able to come until tomorrow."

"Is that so?" Kogoro Mouri nodded slightly.

A young man sitting in a seat asked, "So, before this, none of us can leave the villa, right?"

"That's right." Maori Kogoro coughed dryly. "Then let me ask you about the situation again. Was the deceased Mr. Michael Henry one of the leaders of the Tondofell Orchestra?"

"Yes." The young man nodded. "After the teacher passed away, the band was run by me, Michael, Miss Fukura, and Miss Hong."

"So what's the purpose of your visit to the villa this time?"

"We're here looking for the sheet music for the Demonic Suite. We've searched everywhere since three days ago, but we still can't find it."

"Instead of asking us, why not ask why you are here?" Fengcang Lily slammed the table and looked at Yamane Yuka with some dissatisfaction: "Ms. Yuka, what right do you have..."

"No, I asked Miss Yamane to find Mr. Mori." Ohnishi Daisora ​​interrupted Fukura Yuri: "I thought that no matter what, I must find the sheet music of the Devil's Suite. I'm really sorry for doing something extra."

It seemed that Daxi Dakong had a lot of say, so Fengcang Yuri stopped questioning and sat down again.

The atmosphere became silent again.

The young man, Naoto Nakayama, took out his cigarette case and was about to light one when Yuri Kazekura frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you not to smoke in front of me? For a singer, the voice is life."

After saying that, he stood up and left his seat.

Another girl, Hong Arisa, also stood up. "I can excuse myself for a moment. I have to practice my violin."

Maori Kogoro didn't want to offend the people here, so he nodded and said, "As long as you don't leave this villa, you can do whatever you want."

Hearing Mr. Maori say this, everyone left their seats.

"Mr. Onishi, thank you so much for what you did just now." Yamane Yuuka stood up and thanked Onishi Daisora.

Daxi Dakong let out a cry of "ah".

Yamane Yuka smiled and said, "Aren't you protecting me? It was me who asked Mr. Maori to find the sheet music."

"I just want everyone to be peaceful." Daxi Dakong sighed, "But it seems that this is not possible at the moment."

Maori Kogoro said: "It seems that the relationship between Mr. Mido's heirs is not very good."

"Yes, is that so?" Yuuka Yamane just forced a smile.

"There were supposed to be four heirs, but now that one is dead, the other three must be secretly delighted," Maori Kogoro smacked his lips.

432. Demon Suite

"Dad." Xiaolan nudged her father's shoulder with a reproachful look. Is it okay to say such words?

Daxi Dakong didn't care and said, "The bedroom is on the fourth floor. There are many rooms. You can choose any one."

When going up the stairs, Xiaolan asked Yamane Yuka about Midou Shuichiro: "I heard that Mr. Midou is a moody person."

"That's right," Yamane Yuka nodded in agreement. "He was a very moody and difficult person to get along with, but I really loved his music. So after I graduated from university, I took the initiative to approach him and asked him to hire me as his manager."

Maori Kogoro casually said, "Midou Shuichirou is famous for his devil-themed songs, right?"

"Yes. The teacher said he wanted to write the Demon Suite as the culmination of his composing career. Six months before his death, he stayed alone in this mountain villa vocational school and composed the Demon Suite."

"More than half a year?" Xiaolan exclaimed, "Then his family must have had a very hard time."

Yamane Yuka smiled and said, "The teacher is not married, and he doesn't have any other relatives, right, Mr. Onishi."

Daxi Dakong nodded: "Yes, the master has been single all his life."

"As for matters concerning the teacher, all you need to do is ask Mr. Ohnishi. He knows everything. He has served the teacher for over forty years and is like the teacher's incarnation."

Seeing Yamane Yuka say this, Ohnishi Daisora ​​quickly waved his hand modestly: "No, no, I just want to let the master work with peace of mind. With his permission, I take care of his daily life."

As they were talking, they had already arrived at the room on the fourth floor.

Watanabe Toru and Xiaolan still lived in a room, while Mouri Kogoro lived alone in a room. They said good night to each other and prepared to rest.

Fairly spacious bedroom.

Xiaolan was making the bed. Watanabe Toru saw the key on the table, was slightly stunned, and walked forward to pick up the key.

"Eh? This is a key, so unique~々." Xiaolan came over and looked at the room key in Watanabe Toru's hand in amazement: "And it looks like the key in Michael's hand."

"Mr. Michael should be holding the key to his own bedroom," said Toru Watanabe.

Xiaolan asked in confusion: "But why is Mr. Michael holding the key?"

"That's right." Watanabe Tetsuya couldn't understand: "It's obvious that Mr. Michael fell down the stairs and died, but he was holding the keys tightly in his hand. This is very unnatural."

"Could it be that the murderer killed Mr. Michael and deliberately let him hold the key?" Xiaolan had experienced so many cases and had some judgment: "To make it look like the mood in the poem of the Devil's Suite."

Watanabe Toru nodded. "That's possible, but it could also be a death message left by Mr. Michael. I remember the English name of the key was..."

Just as I was thinking this, Yuuka Yamane's scream suddenly came from outside the room.

"It's Miss Youge." Xiaolan's face changed.

Watanabe Toru said: "Did something happen again?"

The two of them hurried out of the room, and the doors of the other rooms also opened, obviously having heard Yamane Yuuka's scream.

downstairs.

Yuuka Yamane stood in front of the room, fear clearly visible on her face.

"Ms. Yuka, what happened?" Kogoro Mouri ran over.

Yuka Yamane stretched out a trembling hand and pointed inside the room.

Everyone looked over and gasped.

I saw Fengcang Lily slumped on the ground with a knight's helmet on her head, and several spinning tops rolling on the ground.

"Is this the second poem from the Demon Suite?" Naoto Nakayama moved his lips and muttered, "The horse stops, the armor falls, and the knight suffers..."

……

living room.

Everyone's face looked very ugly. After Michael, another dead person appeared.

Naoto Nakayama looked at Kogoro Maori and said, "Mr. Maori, the murderer has killed two people in a row. You have to find the murderer quickly."

Maori Kogoro said seriously, "Mr. Nakayama, after Miss Fukura's death, I have thoroughly searched this villa, but all the doors and windows are locked from the inside. In other words, this villa is actually a secret room. The murderer is among us."

"Wha, what!!"

When everyone heard this, their faces changed drastically. They looked at each other with vigilance in their eyes.

Naoto Nakayama continued, "So, Michael is also..."

Mouri Kogoro nodded.

"hateful……"

"Hahahaha." Seeing Naoto Nakayama's indignant expression, Hong Arisa covered her mouth and laughed. "...Mr. Nakayama, why are you pretending? Shouldn't you be secretly happy? After all, there's one less heir, right?"

"Miss Hong, what do you mean?" Naoto Nakayama looked at Hong Arisa with an angry face.

Hong Arisa smiled and said, "Why are you so excited? Could it be that you were the one who killed them both?"

"No, it wasn't me." Naoto Nakayama stood up.

"God knows."

"What did you say?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Maori Kogoro quickly stopped them and said, "Everyone calm down. At least when it comes to the alibi, everyone is the same. In other words, everyone is a suspect."

Only then did the two stop arguing.

Maori Kogoro held his forehead and said, "Anyway, everyone, please be careful. We can't be sure whether the murderer will commit crimes again. Before I catch the murderer, everyone must lock the door of the room after returning to the room and pay attention to safety."

……

Everyone returned to the room.

After everything was cleaned up, Xiaolan said to Watanabe Toru who was lying on the bed: "Toru, the bathroom is empty now. You can go take a shower."

"Okay, Sister Xiaolan." Watanabe Toru got up, took his pajamas, and prepared to take a shower.

Walking out of the room, you can see a picture hanging in the corridor. It is the owner of this villa, Midou Shuichirou.

Just as Watanabe was lost in thought, a voice reached his ears: "Mido Shuichiro is a very strict person."

Watanabe Toru came to his senses, looked at the sound, and saw Red Arisa walking towards him.

"Anyone without talent will be ruthlessly discarded by him." Red Arisa said, "Do you know why the teacher chose the devil as the theme? It's because the devil lives in the teacher's heart."

433 The Third Killing Intention

Watanabe Toru scratched his head. "I don't understand music, but could someone so outrageous really create such a famous song?"

Hong Arisa sighed, "Because art has nothing to do with humanity."

At this moment, Maori Kogoro suddenly appeared downstairs and said excitedly: "I found the music score."

……

Everyone gathered in the living room again.

Naoto Nakayama looked at the sheet music that Maori Kogoro had found, pondered for a moment, and sighed, "Unfortunately, this is not the Devil's Suite, although it is a piece that the teacher has never published."

"Really?" Kogoro Mouri felt a little regretful. When he first found the music score, he was excited for a long time.

Yamane Yuka asked, "Mr. Maori, where did you find this sheet music?"

"It's in the corner of the study." said Kogoro Mouri.

"Study?" Zhongshan Shangren was stunned. "How strange! When we searched there before the incident, we didn't find any sheet music. How come now..."

"Maybe this is what Michael brought." Maori Kogoro pinched his chin: "But this is too much."

"Miss Hong." At this moment, Ohnishi Dakong suddenly looked at Hong Arisa and asked, "You don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"