What's going on in the past two years?

When he heard this, compared to Maori who was as heavy as water and Xiaolan who swallowed a sip on his face, Asaha and Conan suddenly raised their spirits.

Pursuing puzzles and finding the truth may be a kind of instinct for detectives. When ordinary people hear such creepy things, their subconscious reactions are always a little terrifying. However, for detectives like Asahu and Conan, this thing has become their refreshing agent. The more they avoid things that ordinary people avoid, they are more interested in. For them, this thing is no less than cocaine to Sherlock Holmes.

"One thing was the year before yesterday." Shile Lianxi's face was slightly pale, and she seemed to have been frightened. "My uncle Xiansanlang's family, who is known for his omnipotence in sports, actually fell to death because he stepped on the air when he was down the stairs. Another thing was last year..." Speaking of this, Shile Lianxi's face was slightly dimmed, "My father also fell to death with a rusty railing."

"All of them died of falling?" Akatsuki was stunned and looked at Conan.

"My father has always been cautious in his work, but he died like this!" Shile Lianxi said this, and tears couldn't help but burst into tears in his eyes, "So I just want to ask you to investigate these two incidents!"

"This..." Maori looked at Shirarenhi in embarrassment, "This is not an incident, it is an accident, right?"

It is not for Kogoro Mouri to think so. According to Shirari Renki, these two incidents are both accidents and have no value for investigation.

"No!" Unexpectedly, Shile Lianxi suddenly turned around and stared at everyone, "It's not like that!"

"Because... they all died on my grandfather's birthday!"

"!!!" Asayu and Conan raised their heads suddenly, and a sharp look flashed in their eyes at the same time.

"And, when they died, they all played this Storati Balios!" Shilelianxi said softly, and a faint worry flashed across his face, "So, it's my turn to play this violin this year, I think..."

Asaha and Conan did not continue to listen to the words after Le Renxi's words, because they were already secretly communicating.

"This cannot be an accident." Conan narrowed his eyes, "One accident, two accidents, how could there be so many accidents? It is a coincidence that one person dies a year. These two people die on the same day of each year at the same time. If you say there is no ghost, the ghost will not believe it."

"There must be some secret behind this violin." Akayu said softly, a trace of golden light flashing in his amber eyes. "These are two murders, and it's about the murder of this violin, and...."

"Will this matter have anything to do with the incident thirty years ago?" Conan took Asayu's words and frowned. "But it has been so long that it is no longer possible to check what is behind this matter. You..." Conan stopped before he finished speaking, because he saw his friend slowly closing his eyes.

He was so familiar with this scene.

The bright colors in Qianyu's eyes gradually dimmed, his breath became restrained, and his thinking quietly dissipated. Everything seemed to be extremely far away from him in an instant. His thinking seemed to fly to thirty years ago at this moment.

Thirty years ago, the second son of the Shile family, Shile Player Erlang died... and left behind a violin worth hundreds of millions...

Twenty-eight years later, Saburo Shiraki's wife fell to death from the upper floor. A year later, Taichiro's son also fell from a high place and died...

If it was a murder, why was the murderer so persistent about falling to death?

At this moment, in Qianyu's mind, countless possibilities quickly passed by the picture, and the broken puzzle gradually became complete. Although the details were still defective, the general outline was already revealed in the end.

In the room, a middle-aged man stood on the stairs, next to him, a beautiful violin stood quietly. Suddenly, a black hand suddenly appeared behind him, pushing the middle-aged man down from the upper floor...

After more than twenty years, the same thing happened again in the Shiraga family. This time the wife of Sanxian Saburo died, and a year later, Taichiro's son... Everyone who died had the same figure behind them.

"This is my revenge on you...and this violin..."

Qianyu suddenly opened her eyes and gasped. Only then did she see that Xiaolan and Maori looked at him with a little strange look.

"Is it okay, Xiao Feng?" Xiaolan looked at Qian Yu with a little worry, "I feel like you were breathing very hard just now."

"Nothing." Qianyu forced a smile, "The room is a little hot."

"Hey, is there any?" Xiaolan tilted her head, "But, after hearing what Xiaofeng said, it seems that it's really a little hot."

"..." Conan was looking at Aka Yu in confusion. When Xiaolan said this, she couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Charlotte said it was really hot? Does this thing have an illusion?

Just as he was about to complain, Conan suddenly stopped because he felt a little hot, and this feeling made him laugh.

What, can I have this illusion?

Conan was heading like this, but Yu Guang unconsciously glanced out the window, and then he was stunned.

Outside the window... is there a fire?!

Without thinking too much, Conan hurriedly jumped out of the chair, pulled open the curtains that half-covered the windows, revealing the fire outside. Now everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Outside the window, a building next to the main building was burning with flames at this time, and the entire building was almost burned into a "fire building", burning the sky red.

"That's...are a house!" Shile Lianxi looked out the window and his eyes suddenly widened, "Is there a fire in another house?"

"In that direction... it's Uncle Xiansanlang!"

"What?!" Conan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Qianyu's face was dull and she sat aside in silence, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Go and save people!" Maori roared and jumped up from his seat. Then Conan rushed out. Only then did Asaha wake up as if she was in a dream and ran out.

Several people ran upstairs along the first floor of the other hall. The smoke was rolling all the way, and the temperature was getting higher and higher. Burning flames could be seen everywhere in the corridor on the second floor.

"Damn it!" Yuga Xiangfu, who also felt the fire, met Maori and others at the door of the other hall. Everyone ran upstairs and stopped at the door of Xiansanro's room on the second floor. "The door is locked!"

"There's nothing!" Maori gritted his teeth, took a few steps back, and kicked the door hard. The hot door moaned and opened with a loud bang. The few people were about to rush in, but they were suddenly coughed by a burst of smoke and retreated helplessly.

"Uncle!" Shile Lianxi shouted sorrow that he was about to rush in, but was stopped by Maori.

"Don't go in!" Maori said with a heavy face, "At this time... I can't save you!"

Conan leaned over his head with a heavy face, and looked at the room that had completely become a sea of ​​fire. Obviously, the source of fire was burning from the room from the beginning.

Qianyu's face was solemn, but there was a hint of indescribable look in her eyes.
Chapter completed!