Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 901: Competitiveness
"A closed-room murder case appears right at the start. This is really a big deal." After observing the situation, Bai Matan held his chin with great interest.

After discovering that the dressing room was not really empty and that there were staff members holding cameras standing in the four corners of the room, even the slowest guy should have realized that nothing really happened to Rena Mizunashi, and she was just cooperating with the variety show effect to create the feeling of a surprise attack.

"You are so dedicated, Ms. Mizuno." Nanatsuki Koshimizu, who was looking at the situation with her arms folded, pointed at the person lying on the table with a smile, "It's not easy to lie like this, right?"

Mizuno Rena was not only pretending to be dead, but she was pretending to be dead with blood plasma all over her body. It was not easy at all. If the heating in the TV station hadn't been turned on enough, she might have caught a cold.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was only able to leave her lying position after the detectives came forward to check, so Nanatsuki Koshimizu's words were very mischievous.

Mainly, judging from Tokatsu Junya's reaction, she guessed that this slightly modified detective game was probably part of Goro Akechi's plan, and her attitude suddenly relaxed.

Deep down, she was actually quite happy that this program could be well taken over by TV. As for which one is more likely to cause people pressure, a formal TV program or an unreliable makeshift team, the answer is obvious.

If Xiaoxun was not the only victim of this lousy fool, then it would be a good idea to use the platform of this show to give others a chance to seek justice, she thought.

"So you guys should stop standing at the door and joking around." Hattori Heiji sighed and took the lead to walk into the room, "Come and see how good the riddle is."

The program crew must have prepared the right questions to take so much effort to set up this kind of scene.

Several people filed in and after a symbolic check around, they found, not surprisingly, the cards prepared in advance by the program crew, which introduced the details of the case.

"'Because it was a dressing room, there were no cameras, and there was no further physical evidence at the crime scene', 'The last witness to leave the dressing room said that the deceased was still alive until he left, and even answered his questions'..." Bai Ma raised his eyebrows as he read the contents of the card. "In this case, the first person to be suspected should be the witness himself."

If the crime was committed by the person who left the locker room, then she only needed to find a way to lock the door when she left, and this contrived murder in a closed room would naturally not be true.

"How could it be me?" Koshimizu Nanatsuki put her hands on her hips and retorted unhappily, "Let's not talk about the fact that I was also unaware of this and my reaction was real enough. Look at Miss Mizuno's situation. The 'murderer' must have tampered with the door lock to ensure that the room was like a 'secret room'. I have been with you since I left the dressing room, and I didn't have time to make any arrangements."

"That makes sense. But before the room was opened, the situation here was in a black box state, and you also saw that the door of the locker room was open. It is also possible that you just made a simple mechanism to keep the door locked. The door lock of this room is not a complex structure." Bai Ma Tan shrugged disapprovingly.

"No, she is definitely not the murderer." Tokatsu Junya, who was standing at the back, shook his head, put his hands in his pockets, posed, and took a few steps forward.

The cameras at the four corners of the house were all focused on the center of the dressing room, and his steps naturally brought him into the camera's field of view.

Obviously, he had recovered from the first wave of shock and stood out confidently to steal the limelight.

"I already know the method of this secret room. Sorry, I will be the first to do it. How about trying it out?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the focus of the entire audience truly shifted to his face.

Tang Ze caught the expression of this slick guy out of the corner of his eye and made an assessment in his mind.

The biggest difference between Tokatsu Junya and those unforgivable criminals is probably that the others really have malicious intentions, while he is just a simple loser.

After recalling the guilty memory, he got over the first wave of emotions, and his immediate reaction was not to reflect on the unjust, false and wrong cases he had caused in the past by looking at this case with similar details. Instead, after sorting it out for a while, he thought that there was nothing wrong with his past judgment, and he openly took out his previous reasoning and prepared to copy the answers directly.

Since the police could not find any fault with his reasoning, there was no reason why it could be seen through by a group of non-professional media personnel. Tokatsu Junya obviously did not think that there was anything wrong with his judgment, at most it was just not rigorous enough.

If Tang Ze were to make an evaluation, this kind of person would be like a doctor who dares to perform life-threatening surgeries despite his poor skills. Apart from his mediocre talents, he doesn't seem to have committed any principled problems. However, it is vicious enough for a mediocre doctor to practice on the lives of his patients.

Before the other detectives could respond, Rena Mizunashi, who had been lying there pretending to be a corpse, finally couldn't lie down any longer. She sat up and stopped his "performance": "This is against the rules. If you must demonstrate, please follow the requirements on the card and write your own reasoning in the answer space and hand it to me."

"Wow, it's scary when you speak so suddenly, Miss Deceased." Nanatsuki Koshimizu covered her chest and shrank her shoulders in pretending to be frightened.

Mizunashi Reina looked at her helplessly and adjusted the microphone on her collar with her hands covered in fake blood: "There's nothing we can do. This is the normal filming process. If we let him speak directly, whether he is right or wrong, this method will be known to others. If he is right, then the winner will not be determined. If he is wrong, the wrong answer will be preconceived."

She turned her head and looked seriously in the direction of Tokatsu Junya.

Having personally seen the script designed by Goro Akechi, she knew exactly who this variety show was targeting.

She didn't know how an incompetent detective had offended Kumail before, but looking at his smug look, she had to admit that he did deserve a beating and was a bit hateful. It was not surprising at all that he inadvertently made Kumail dissatisfied.

"But if you don't let me speak, and instead drag it out and make everyone check for a long time before giving an answer, that's not fair." Tokatsu Junya shook his finger, disagreeing with Mizunashi Rena's request, "Isn't this a program to select the strongest detective? Then I think that in addition to the dimension of coming up with the answer, the impact of the scores before and after the answer should also be taken into account, right?"

The other people exchanged strange glances, assuming that it was Tokatsu Junya's desire to win that was at work. However, the real person who set the questions, Tang Ze, knew that these were copied answers and he was not allowed to use them casually. He also had to compare them with other people's answers, so he became anxious.

Rena Mizuno received the look from Tang Ze and understood what he meant.

This means we need to continue targeting him and increase the intensity.

"Of course, if you insist, we can make some adjustments. We can let you demonstrate and use it as a mechanism for answering questions quickly. If the answer is correct, then everyone else will get 0 points for this round, and you will get 2 points directly. But if your answer is wrong, not only will your score for this round not count, but you will also be deducted 2 points. What do you think? Do you want to try to force an answer?"

When Mizunashi Rena spoke, she had completely left the "bloodstained" seat and faced Tokatsu Junya, with a very serious attitude. In Tokatsu Junya's sight, the bloodstained woman turned her back to the bright and dazzling light of the makeup mirror, frowning and looking at him angrily, just like the deceased in the case crawled out of purgatory and stood in front of him again to question him.

Unable to restrain himself, Tokatsu Junya took a small step back.

If he hadn't been aware that they were recording a variety show and been able to control his emotions, his reaction might have been even more intense than it is now.

“It’s okay, I don’t think I’ll make a mistake!” Tokatsu Junya raised his head, as if answering Rena Mizunashi’s question with great confidence, or as if declaring loudly to the victims of past cases, “Just follow this request!”

"Huh, you are so confident." Bai Ma turned his head, his expression full of teasing, "It's a good thing for a detective to be confident in his own ideas, but the premise is that his own strength is strong enough."

He was obviously not optimistic about Tokatsu Junya's answer, and just as the other party could so confidently shout that there would be no mistakes, Hakuba Tanaka was not afraid to convey this pessimism at all - he did not think Tokatsu Junya was a great detective.

It's not that Bai Ma Tan judges people by their appearance and temperament. It can only be said that smart people only need to meet each other to easily distinguish their own kind. Whether someone is really confident or just full of desire to show off, they can tell at a glance.

"You're not trying to identify me, are you?" Nanatsuki Koshimizu pointed at his nose. "Something like using a fishing line to reverse it or using tape to disguise a door bolt."

"How is that possible?" Tokatsu Junya waved his hands. "If that's the case, Hattori-kun, who was responsible for knocking on the door, would have been able to sense it, right? Even if he is a somewhat useless detective, he can still tell the difference."

"What do you mean by useless detective..." Hattori Heiji's expression changed from slight dissatisfaction to real anger.

"Well, I don't object to that. But there are some things about him that I don't agree with." Bai Ma touched his chin and added, "I found blood on the door handle of the room, and I just barged in without thinking. This is not a good habit."

"Huh?" Hattori Heiji turned around and glared at him, "What do you mean?"

"In this case, shouldn't you first observe the scene using other methods as we suggested, and then decide whether to break in or find another way in?" The White Horse Detective looked back fearlessly, "What if this is really a crime scene, and the door is actually blocked by the body of the deceased? The moment you break the door, you will destroy the original situation at the scene, and maybe even destroy the evidence."

He spoke with great experience, and it sounded like he had seen similar cases before.

"Tsk, he just wanted to get to the scene earlier than anyone else, so he got carried away." Tokatsu Junya spread his hands and shook his head evenly, looking even more annoying. "As a detective, this is unqualified, isn't it?"

The reason he said this was naturally the result of judging others by his own standards.

From this perspective, he could understand Hattori Heiji's anxiety, but he also disdained this guy's impatience.

If you show your eagerness on the surface, it will be easy for others to see through you, and your reputation will be bad...

"What did you say!?" Hattori Heiji, who suffered multiple attacks, had a ferocious expression.

"How can this be considered unqualified?" Conan retorted seriously. Before Hattori Heiji's expression relaxed, his next sentence changed direction, "Brother Heiji is just a little bit excited!"

Hattori Heiji choked, turned his gaze to Conan's sunny smile with a hint of sinisterness, and gritted his teeth secretly.

Hey, Kudo, you...! I just said a few words to you, why are you holding a grudge against me?

"I don't dislike this kind of passionate detective." What Hattori Heiji didn't expect was that the first person to speak up for him was Koshimizu Nanatsuki. "He has his own style. What's wrong with being a passionate good person before becoming a detective?"

"Yes." Under Hattori Heiji's astonished gaze, Akechi Goro actually spoke up to refute him, "I agree with Miss Koshimizu. Before being a detective, it is important to be a good person. Rather than solving cases, the detective who has no cases to solve may be the best detective. 'I wish there was no suffering in the world, and I would rather the medicine on the shelf be covered in dust'. If the life of the deceased can be saved, does it matter whether it is the scene or not, or whether there is evidence or not?"

"Akechi..." Hattori Heiji opened his eyes wide in surprise, "What are you doing..."

Tang Ze smiled at him gently, raised his hand to cover the microphone on his collar, and whispered: "Don't get me wrong, just consider it a return gift from this morning."

Hattori Heiji touched his head and said nothing, but he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

I got his apology for no reason as soon as we met, so don’t you want to owe him a favor?

Tsk, sometimes I feel that Goro Akechi might be a guy who likes to compete even more than him.

Hattori Heiji was lost in thought as to how to refresh his impression of Goro Akechi. However, Conan, who had listened to the whole thing, could not help but cast a puzzled look at Goro Akechi.

Conan, who is proficient in multiple languages ​​and familiar with a lot of cultural knowledge, knows that the somewhat literary proverb that Akechi just said should be an aphorism derived from Chinese, similar to couplets, which would be quoted by some medical workers.

Hiss, isn't Goro Akechi an American? How come he...

I like to quote famous Chinese sayings. I feel like this character has a sense of déjà vu. Who is he?

(End of this chapter)