Corpse collector in Conan

Chapter 1904 1904 [What a broken script] Please give me monthly votes o(〃'▽'〃)o

Another police officer was also disappointed: "Even if it's the paparazzi who sneaked in, you should at least take a picture of the actors. How could someone keep taking pictures of themselves?"

Saburo Inozuka: "..." He wanted to take a picture of Miss Hualien, but the old witch wouldn't let him.

After Jiang Xia watched the video, he couldn't help but look at the three temporary workers with different faces: "Your shooting perspective... is very unique."

"..."

Maya Hashimoto reviewed the actions of the three of them from a normal person's perspective, and couldn't help but move the leather shoes under her feet.

However, no matter how embarrassed he felt, he showed that he was defeated. He said with a calm face: "This is a well-known theater company after all, and not long ago, there was the 'red-bearded Santa Claus' who deliberately destroyed the props. We are also worried that we will be accused of causing damage." Such crimes, so when I took the video diary, I tried my best to put myself in the camera."

This excuse sounds more normal.

In any case, the police's plan to use technology to find the murderer failed completely. They had no choice but to go back and work overtime and follow the normal steps to solve the case.

Miwako Sato appears to be very skilled in this regard. She looked at the crew and went through the routine: "Let's look at the motive first - who among you has any issues with the deceased?"

Conan suddenly said: "I think before looking for a motive, we should first confirm that this is not a random killing."

"Random killing?" Miwako Sato was startled, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Xia took the script he borrowed from Maya Hashimoto, flipped through it, and quickly stopped at the scene where everyone gathered to drink.

He understood the problem: "The script only said 'everyone picked up the wine glasses and drank them all', but it did not stipulate who should take which glass of wine, and there was only one glass of poisoned wine on the stage."

The scriptwriter in the troupe was startled when he heard this: "Indeed, because the old woman is the center of the family in the setting, she can drink whatever she wants, so I only wrote that she is the first person to pick up the wine glass and ask for a toast, but It didn’t specify which glass of wine she drank - if Bandai hadn’t picked up that glass of poisoned wine on stage just now, another person would have died!”

Suzuki Sonoko imitated Jiang Xia and touched her chin: "It's simple! The direction of the cart is fixed. As long as you put the glass of poisonous wine closest to her, she will drink the glass of wine."

Jiang Xia thought for a while: "On the stage just now, she was holding the cup in the middle."

Suzuki Sonoko was stunned: "Huh?"

Jiang Xia: "But I remember that during the rehearsal, she also took the same glass of wine. So your statement is correct - as long as you find a way to guide the deceased to take the fixed glass of wine every time, this is not a random killing, but Purposeful murder.”

Although she had only a half-understanding, Suzuki Sonoko seemed to have guessed correctly, and Suzuki Sonoko raised her chin proudly.

And in the corner she didn't see, Maya Hashimoto glanced here quietly: "..." Sure enough, this woman was trying to guide the direction of the case.

In the corner where Maya Hashimoto could not see, Conan quietly glanced at Maya Hashimoto's face: "..." This man was so strange, he actually looked at Sonoko with that kind of fearful and guarded eyes... There was really a criminal. Would you be wary of a guy like Sonoko? Could it be that he had made a mistake, that Maya Hashimoto was not as complicated as he thought?

A chaotic moment when people on the sidelines looked around.

The members of the troupe are also testing each other in confusion.

A group of actors looked at each other, fully demonstrating what it means that eyes can speak: "Did you kill the person?" "Not me!" "That was you?" "How is that possible! Although I also have a grudge against her, my grudge It’s definitely not as deep as yours!”

"..."

"So why do you doubt us? Shouldn't we go find that 'red-bearded Santa Claus' first! His signature is clearly left in the bloody words on the wall announcing the murder!"

After communicating for a while, one member of the group finally spoke bravely to the police. He became more and more excited as he spoke: "It must have been that guy who did it, not just the group leader, he wanted to kill all of us! - Was he really dead back then? Maybe he just faked his death and is actually hiding in this hotel, wandering around!"

Jiang Xia thought for a while: "'Santa Claus with a red beard' refers to the tenant who booked Room 315 of the hotel, but died suddenly in the room a year ago. This kind of death is different from an explosion and fire, and it is difficult to fake it. ——Why are you so excited all of a sudden? Do you know him? "

When this question came up, the crew suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

After a while, the script writer in the troupe scratched his head and suddenly spoke. But he did not answer Jiang Xia's question, but said to himself: "Although there was a murder, fortunately the audience didn't know it yet, so the play had to go on. Unexpectedly, the first person to be killed turned out to be an old woman. , it looks like I have to stay up late to revise the script - what a bad start."

Bupo Police glanced at him: "It's already like this, you still plan to continue?"

"Of course." The scriptwriter raised his eyebrows, "The audience has come all the way here, so we can't not even give them an ending. Or do you really hope that this case will be exposed to the public and be publicized by the audience?"

"..."

I don't know if the threat worked. After a long silence, Fubo Narumi snorted coldly: "Okay, then according to your previous schedule, the performance will be performed on time the day after tomorrow."

Sato Miwako was stunned: "But what if another murder occurs!"

Fuwa Narumi lit a cigarette, exhaled quietly, and scanned the troupe with sharp eyes: "This performance has been under strict police surveillance since the very beginning, so one thing is certain - the murderer must be there. among these people present.

"But the police are also human beings after all. If the murderer's skills exceed those of ordinary people, then he may escape the surveillance of the police and go from the auditorium to the backstage to kill people. Continuing the performance can maximize the retention of the audience, monitor the abnormal people among them, and prevent the murderer from taking advantage of the situation. Slipping away."

"..."

Although the small gang from Tokyo has seen too many serial killings, they are not optimistic about this method of handling and are firmly opposed to it.

But as the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local coward, not to mention that Police Officer Sato is not even a strong dragon. Facing this Hokkaido police officer, even the Megure Police Department is not easy to come up and call my sister casually, let alone Sato. Miwako came here to play during this vacation, and the weak, pitiful and helpless police department made up for her.

So eventually, the show went on.

Jiang Xia and others who had contact with the actor were also kept in the hotel and were not allowed to leave at will.

…

At night, everything is silent.

A dark shadow picked up the phone.

In another room, the scriptwriter was staring at the tampered script, cursing and thinking hard. At this time, the landline phone in his room suddenly rang.