Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

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After eating a meal for more than an hour, seeing that there was not much time, Gao Cheng sent Xiao Ai back first, and then hurriedly took the van rented by the uncle to the appointment to Shilejia, a family of music.

It's not just Shirara Renxi's request, he himself also wants to see Haga Kosuke again.

"Mr. Mori Kogoro? My master didn't arrange to meet you when you were so hungry..."

"Ah, no, the client is Ms. Renki, the granddaughter of Mr. Shitura Tōichiro..."

In front of an old European-style villa at dusk, the courtyard is very wide. Uncle Maori is dealing with the sartorial butler, an intellectual old woman wearing glasses. open.

"Miss Lianxi is practicing the violin in the annex right now." The old woman pushed up her glasses and looked towards the building where the sound of the violin came from. "Did you hear that?"

"Miss Lianxi is playing the tune?" Uncle Mao Li said in surprise, "It's even better than the tune at the banquet before!"

"Of course, after all, the violins used are different. The violins of Shimusicians have been handed down from generation to generation." The butler didn't appreciate it at all. Agreed, but please don't disturb her practice, because Miss has a very important performance tonight."

"tonight?"

"Today is our master's 72nd birthday party, didn't Miss tell you?"

"this……"

Uncle Maori followed the butler in embarrassment.

The sloppy young lady really didn't say anything, but Gao Cheng didn't know anything, just quietly followed Uncle Mao Li, looking curiously at the castle-like building.

It is said that it is a family of music, the villa is indeed quite old...

"Miss Lianxi!" The butler brought everyone to the lobby of the annex, and reminded Lianxi Shirara who was practicing the violin, "Mr. Mori is looking for you..."

"Ah?" Shile Lianxi turned her head and saw Uncle Mao Li and Gao Chengma put down the violin happily, "Are you really here? I thought you forgot!"

Uncle Mao Li laughed dryly, "That's because Miss Lianxi didn't even leave a phone call..."

Shile Lianxi was embarrassed: "Yes, I'm sorry, I always lose things..."

"It's okay." Gao Cheng smiled lightly and nodded towards Renxi Shitara, and then turned his attention to Kayosuke Haga who was talking on the phone at the window.

If you entrust him, you won't compete with the uncle. The main purpose of his coming here is Haga Kyosuke, and he didn't expect to meet him here.

"Is that song?" Kayosuke Haga seemed to be totally oblivious to the presence of guests, and concentrated on the conversation, "I want to separate the sound delivery part a little more, is it okay? I may have to lower the key later..."

"Uncle Kyōsuke," Renxi Shitara blushed, and stammered at Haga Kosuke, "How is my performance?"

"Very good," Kayosuke Haga turned his head and smiled, "Although there is a place where the 1/4 note has been dropped by a half step, it's not enough, I think it's better..."

Then he turned to Gao Chengdao: "Detective Chenghu,

Are you going to the banquet today? Ah, sorry, I have a call..."

Before Gao Cheng could respond to Kayosuke Haga, they chatted about the next phone call. They looked busy and discussed about the arrangement of the music.

Gao Cheng took back what he had said, and looked at Yuga Xiangsuke with a little envy.

Absolute Pitch...

If he also has it, it will definitely become one of the best auxiliary abilities in detective work, not even weaker than the legendary instant memory, which is equivalent to having a part of the ability of the one-minute detective mode for a long time.

It can only be used once in a minute, which is equivalent to only one chance for each case, and it can only be used in the most critical place each time. It will still be a headache when encountering some particularly complicated cases.

"Jing Ren!" Suddenly, a somewhat hysterical aunt's voice came from outside, and a fat woman who seemed to be insane walked into the living room, "Where are you, Jiang Ren? I heard the sound of the violin, don't hide, hurry up Come out!"

"Grandma?" Shile Lianxi was taken aback, and quickly supported the fat woman, "Dad passed away on this day last year, have you forgotten, grandma?!"

"No!" The fat woman looked around the hall with a stiff face as if in a daze, "Send him..."

"Don't embarrass me anymore, Xuanyin!" A bald, short old man followed with a cane, "Stop chasing the shadow of a dead man! Our son Jiangren died a year ago. Don't you understand?!"

"Grandpa! Didn't the doctor say you can't come out?" Shile Lianxi stepped forward to support the coughing old man, and apologized to Uncle Mao Li, "I'm sorry, I have to settle down grandpa and grandma first, you can go to the hotel Are you waiting for me there? I will tell you about the entrustment later..."

"Okay, okay." The uncle stood there hesitantly, feeling that this music family seemed to be in trouble again.

Gao Cheng looked at the violin put on the table by Shile Lianxi with great interest, it looked really expensive, even if he didn't know how to play the violin, he couldn't help but want to pick it up and play it, but seeing the housekeeper forcing After people's sight, he gave up this plan.

Stop making noise here...

It was getting dark very early, and the housekeeper took everyone to a room in the main building to wait. After a while, the moon could already be seen outside.

Gao Cheng was worrying about how to have a good talk with Kayosuke Haga, Shilarenxi panted softly and pushed the door open, carrying the violin case in his hand.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"This violin..."

"Actually, I'm bothering you just because of this violin." Shile Lianxi smiled apologetically, and opened the violin case on the table, revealing a violin that looked old.

The uncle leaned closer and said with emotion: "It seems to have a bit of history, the color is very quaint, really good..."

"That's right," Shile Lianxi chuckled, "This is a violin that was handcrafted three hundred years ago."

"It's really an antique..."

The uncle picked up the violin with a smile, imitated what Shile Lianxi did before, put it on his shoulders and pulled it. The ear-piercing noise made everyone want to cover their ears.

"The maker of this violin," Shirley Lianxi frowned, "is Italy's Antonio Tradivari..."

"S, Stradivari?" Uncle Maori was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked at the violin in his hand in horror, "Could this be... the legendary famous violin that is said to be worth hundreds of millions of yen, Si Tradivari?"

Xiaolan's heart constricted, and she stood up anxiously: "Quick! Dad, put it down!"

The uncle's face turned blue and his teeth chattered: "But my body can't move..."

"dad!"

"And then?" Gao Cheng sighed silently, helped take the violin and put it back into the case, and asked Shile Lianxi, "Is there anything wrong with this violin?"

"It's like this..."