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Chapter 478 Remembers it more clearly than he does

Just one day three years ago, Qingmu suddenly fell from a building and died. The police found a blood-stained note in his hand, on which only the word "hell" could be vaguely seen.

At that time, many people suspected that this was a threatening letter, but the police did not find any evidence that Qingmu was threatened or intimidated, nor did they find any clues that it was a homicide. In the end, Qingmu's death was attributed to an accidental death.

As for why he was targeted, it was probably because the pronunciations of "清" and "静" are similar. (Not completely accurate, I'm not familiar with Japanese, so I asked for help from the almighty Baidu.)

(The Hiragana of Kiyoshi is きよし, and the Romanization is kiyosi.

The hiragana for "絕" is: きよい, and the romanization is: kiyoi.

Although he was the one who was threatened with death, Qianzhu did not care too much about it and even seemed a little indifferent.

He just stood there quietly, watching Maori, Kogoro and the other two, relying on their own halos to discuss without scruples about who was more likely to be the dangerous person who sent him the threatening letter, without fear of being overheard.

Perhaps because there were too many people, Sheng Youyu did not arrange for them to gather together at dinner time, but instead sent someone to deliver their dinner to the door of their room.

The dinner was exquisite and delicious, but Conan and Ran Maoli found it a bit tasteless.

After all, I spend the whole day worrying about this and that.

Qianzhu wiped his lips with a handkerchief, looked at them and shook his head helplessly, then chuckled and suggested to them: "Shall we go out for a walk after dinner?"

Then he comforted her, "This matter may not be as serious as you think. Worrying too much about it is not a good thing, right?"

Seeing the smiling boy, their heavy hearts suddenly lightened up a lot, so they smiled and nodded, "Okay, let's go for a walk together later."

After dinner, they rested for a while, then got up, put on their shoes and went out, planning to walk around the courtyard of the mansion.

I met Sheng Youyu on the way and chatted with him for a while.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight, isn't it?" Katsumata Yuto put his hands behind his back, looked up at the moon and spoke with a smile.

Qianzhu smiled and nodded, and also raised his head to look at Mingyue, "Yes."

After just a few brief words, they separated from Sheng Youyu and returned to the door of the house while walking and talking.

I returned to the room and opened the door. They were still talking and laughing one second, and the next second, a look of shock appeared on their faces.

Glancing at the papers that looked like music scores scattered all over the floor of the room, Qianzhu felt calm. Even though he knew that the songs on them were all composed by him, his emotions remained calm.

I even felt that it would be more impactful if the other party tore the paper into pieces and scattered them on the floor.

Glancing at the three people who came in and picked up the music scores to check, Qian Zhu bent down and casually picked up a piece of music score at his feet. On it was a big word "death" written in red paint.

Well.

The other party even copied down all the music he had composed, and even more than once.

Qianzhu suspected that the other party now remembered his songs better than he did.

Maori and the other two picked up the music scores and naturally saw the words on them, which were on every sheet.

"These are...!" Mao Lilan exclaimed subconsciously, then swallowed the voice back, then suddenly turned her head to look at Chitake, who was looking inexplicably calm with his head down and looking at the music score in his hand.