Detective Kudo's (Case Closed/Detective Conan Fanfic)

The Moonlight Sonata Murder Case! Part 2

Richard and I stared at the body, Jimmy right behind us as we did. He’s wet, his entire body is soaked. Rachel had gone to call the police and Richard got into work mode. “Dr. Adams. Would you mind examining the body?” Richard asked Nadia, the only doctor we know on this island.

“No, not at all.” She walked over and began to thoroughly examine it. He was definitely murdered, probably drowned.

But how? And why did someone send a letter about this before it even happened? And to Richard who’s on a hot streak no less.

Something isn’t making sense here. 

I glanced back curiously at my brother to see him stewing in a mass of emotions. I guess even you didn’t see this coming. “It’s the curse! The curse is back! That piano is haunted!” A sudden shout broke the murmuring.

Ah, it’s four eyes again. Kevin. Is he still going on about that? Richard leaned against the piano, staring at it.

“Yeah. And what curse is that?” He asked with disinterest. Always a nonbeliever. Though in this case I’m inclined to agree. Based on what’s actually playing the song.

Richard picked up the item to reveal a tape player. “It’s not the piano, it’s a tape deck playing the music.” I reached over and stopped the tape, tired of it. Don’t get me wrong, I do like the song, but it’s getting annoying at this point.

“Kavanaugh’s death appears to be exactly as the previous two. I call that premeditated murder.”

No shit Sherlock. I rolled my eyes as the others began to voice their protests and fear.

One guy, rather down dressed for a funeral, demanded to know who Richard is. And of course with his fat head, he straightened his jacked and smiled smugly. “I’m that famous detective from the city you’ve heard about. The name’s Richard Moore.”

Is he going to do this every case? “Oh yeah, you’re the astronaut, right?” I snorted, hand slapping my mouth to stop myself from laughing as Richard deflated.

“No, you’re thinking about the guy who writes mystery books.” Another voiced; to which brought on more confusion. “No, that’s Robert Moore.”

“Then who’s this guy supposed to be?”

Oh my god I can’t breathe! Richard deflated against the piano and I noticed my brother staring at the water trail around the victim and piano.

I walked over and crouched next to him. He poked the water before tasting it and I rested my cheek against my fist. “Y’know, one of these days you’re going to get sick doing that. It’s obviously sea water.” I nodded to the window.

The window with the great view of the ocean right next to it.

My brother tsked at me, shaking his head. “Never assume anything, Looks can be deceiving.” I groaned, knowing that this will lead into a lecture. “But it is sea water.” Oh? 

No thirty minute lecture? Sweet. “I estimate the time of death is thirty minutes to one hour ago. Cause of death seems like suffocation. Although the more I examine the body the more it looks like a drowning.” Nadia finally spoke, though she glanced at the body with mild confusion.

“So then he drowned. Great.” Nadia seemed not entirely sure as she looked over towards him. “Though I can’t be sure until an autopsy is done.” She clarified, not wanting him to start with that fact.

If anyone needs a lecture it’s gotta be him. Huh? Where’d the Dweeb go? Oh he’s by the window now. “I think Dr. Adams is right in her assumptions. See, there’s a suit jacket floating in the water. It probably belongs to Mr. Kavanaugh. There’s evidence that he was dragged through this door, which leads to the ocean, over to this piano where he is now. There’s also a visible amount of sand on his back. This door as well as other doors and windows were locked.”