Corpse collector in Conan

Chapter 1919 1919 [Director passing by] Please vote for me ()

Unlike two organizational members who deserted.

Next to him, the detective was concentrating on solving the case.

Jiang Xia brought the script from backstage and sent it to the actors one by one.

The actors opened it and looked at it, and were startled: "Do we really want to play the finale of "The Murderer in the Mirror"? What's the point of this?"

The ghost actress paid attention to more practical issues. She raised her sleeves and covered her lips: "But the leader, scriptwriter and Hualien are all dead. We are missing half of the actors, and two of them are still starring. How can we perform like this?"

Jiang Xia: "It doesn't matter. The audience present is not picky. Just find a few people to fill the vacancies and just follow the script exactly."

With that said, he began to randomly select people: "Mr. Inozuka will take over the position of scriptwriter, and Mr. Hashimoto will play the role of Miss Hualien. As for the vacancy of the female leader..."

He looked at Fuwa Narumi: "Bupa Police also contributed a lot to this case, so they should have a role."

Fuwa Narumi's eyes twitched: "I'm not interested in these..."

"Please cooperate." Matsumoto Kiyonaga is a Tokyo policeman after all. He has great trust in Jiang Xia and believes that the detective has his own reasons for doing this. "Restoring the scene is also the responsibility and obligation of the police. Go ahead and act."

Fuwa Mingmei: "..."

Matsumoto Kiyonaga looked at the other two people who were stunned: "You too."

Saburo Inozuka: "..."

Maya Hashimoto: "..."

Inozuka Saburo had just lost his idol, and had just met "Usa". He was experiencing ups and downs, but at this time, his whole person was already calm. Not to mention it was just a guest role, even if he was asked to stab someone, he probably wouldn't be too upset.

Maya Hashimoto, however, was still like a frightened bird, staring at the stage as if it were some kind of guillotine filled with blood.

Jiang Xia came up to him and whispered thoughtfully: "I think you seem to have been low energy. Is it because you were wronged just now, so you haven't come out of the shadows yet? - In this case, let's act to change your mood. As long as you have faith If you can catch the murderer yourself, you don’t have to worry about false accusations from anyone.”

Maya Hashimoto said numbly: "...Ah, thank you."

As a victim who was also packed and taken to the police station, Jiang Xia was probably sharing his experience with him.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." What a good person. It's a pity that the righteous detective may not understand what "being taken to the police station in a police car" means to the members of the organization.

...Speaking of which, why didn’t anyone come to silence me on the way there?

Maya Hashimoto was shocked and confused. The amount of information that was suddenly filled in just now was too much. When he came back to his senses and remembered that he still had the option of "refuse to go on stage", he was already standing where an actor should stand.

Maya Hashimoto came back to her senses: "..." Could it be that I have also been affected by that thing?

…

The actors were all arranged. Jiang Xia prayed that they would use the most realistic murder acting skills and not hold anything back, while saying: "After the death of the female leader, this venue has been locked. Occasionally, people come in, and there are countless police surveillance - To put it simply, the stage still looks as it did when the crime occurred.”

After saying the same words as the opening remarks, he stepped back a little and gave the place to the actors: "Let's begin."

"..."

Although everyone was a little confused, there were still mostly actors present, and they were confused and did not delay their acting.

So soon, the show officially started.

A group of people gather on the stage, with a living room and fireplace in the background, above which hangs a decorated sword.

Just like in reality, in the play, people also died of red wine poisoning. At this time, everyone is looking for the poisoner.

Saburo Inozuka held the script and said dryly without any talent: "On the night of the crime, the only person who did not drink wine was Satsuki herself, and she is the murderer!"

"No, it's me!" Someone wanted to take the blame for her.

"No, he is right, indeed!" Satsuki wanted to take the blame for the person who helped him take the blame.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." What a mess.

Fear did not prevent him from complaining about the script, but now it was his part. He could only run out with the dead scriptwriter's script and play the role of Wenyue Hualien: "Stop fighting, the person who poisoned the wine." Actually it’s me.”

After saying that, he followed the script and looked at the "female leader", who is now Fuwa Narumi: "You have taken away all the happiness in life from me. I have always hated you and cursed you. Only your death... …Only can I gain true freedom!”

Off the stage, Mao Lilan saw this scene, thought of something, and blushed: "Is this the rehearsal clip we have seen?"

At that time, she thought Wenyue Hualien was going to assassinate the female leader, so she stepped forward and hugged the person. Later she realized that she had made a mistake and made a joke.

This is indeed the case.

On the stage, Maya Hashimoto was reading her lines while picking up the sword on the fireplace and preparing to stab Fuwa Narumi as written in the script.

However, he was startled as soon as he got it - this sword... seemed to be genuine? !

It's strange that when he put the sword here as a temporary prop master before, it was obviously the retractable prop sword. Why now... speaking of it, wouldn't it be a change to use this real sword to stab Naru Mei? Became a police attacker? And the one who attacked was a high-ranking official like the Police?

Maya Hashimoto felt something was wrong and quietly turned to look at Jiang Xia.

However, before he saw Jiang Xia, a figure at the door in the distance burst into his sight with a strong sense of presence.

——It was a young man in a black suit, wearing sunglasses, and with fluffy curly hair. He was like a passing traveler who passed by the door and found that an interesting drama was being performed here, so he stopped and leaned against the door to watch.

No one knew when he appeared there, and no one in the house noticed him...except Maya Hashimoto, who was on a desertion.

Seeing the unprofessional actor looking here, the man in black smiled silently, raised his hand, and gestured "continue". The instructions were smooth and natural, as if he, the new arrival, was the real one here. director.

"..."

There was a buzzing in Maya Hashimoto's ears, and her scalp almost exploded. All the distracting thoughts in her mind disappeared, leaving only a blank space.

When he came back to his senses, he had already followed a certain desire to survive if he disturbed him while watching the show. He turned to Fuwa Narumi, who played the female group leader, gritted his teeth and stabbed her with a sword.

Fuwa Narumi was acting with a bored look on her face when she suddenly discovered that Maya Hashimoto, who was obviously paddling just now, had some illness and suddenly stabbed her with a sword.

As the sword tip got closer and closer, Fuwa Narumi's relaxed expression finally dissipated.

——As if she knew that it was not a prop sword but a real sword, the moment before the sword blade struck her, Fuwa Narumi turned sideways, raised her elbow to push away Maya Hashimoto's arm, and at the same time hit his wrist hard with the sword. superior.