The Split-Actress in Conan's World

Inspector Megure glanced at Maori Kogoro and said, "No one has touched the body, right?"

"Of course, no one came near before the coroner came." Uncle Maori patted his chest with certainty.

Officer Gao Mu asked the coroner beside him: "Do you know the cause of death?"

The coroner nodded: "Well, it should be..."

However, a young voice gave the answer before him: "Potassium cyanate."

"Huh?" Officer Takagi turned his head in confusion and saw a young man with a baseball cap and whose face could not be seen standing behind him.

"This guy must have died from ingesting potassium cyanate." The man put his hands in his pockets and said with certainty.

"Hey, didn't you say that no one had ever approached the body?" Inspector Megure glanced at the unreliable Uncle Mori.

"Yes, that should be the case..." Kogoro Mouri's eyes drifted.

The boy in the baseball cap looked over, raised the corners of his lips, and touched the brim of his hat with his hand: "Idiot, you don't need to touch the body, just take a quick look and you'll know."

He looked at Urata Kohei who was lying dead on the ground. "Dead people usually have little color, but the corners of this brother's mouth and nails did not turn purple, but pink. From this, we can infer that he was poisoned by potassium cyanate."

"Potassium cyanate is different from other toxins. After ingesting potassium cyanate, the nervous system in the cells will be severely damaged, making it impossible to use oxygen in the blood, so the deceased will look very good."

"More importantly, if it leaves a taste of bitter almonds in his mouth, it can't be wrong."

Inspector Megure asked the coroner: "Oh, really?"

The coroner nodded slowly: "Yes, just as the boy said, it was indeed potassium cyanate that killed him."

Maori Kogoro came over and stared at the boy in the baseball cap with suspicion: "You know a lot about this case... Were you sitting next to the victim when the crime happened?"

"How is that possible? I'm sitting in the 8th row at the back." The boy in the baseball cap laughed.

"So is there anyone who can prove it?" asked Inspector Megure.

The boy in the baseball cap looked around and pointed at Chiyoko who was squatting next to the body and said, "The boy with glasses can prove that I was sitting next to him."

Chiyoko felt that her dead fish eyes skills were becoming more and more sophisticated.

"Is that so, Conan?" Ran Mouri leaned down beside him.

"Ah, it seems so..." he said casually.

"By the way, you look very familiar. Have we met before somewhere?" Uncle Maori looked at the boy in the baseball cap suspiciously.

"Have you all forgotten me?" The boy in the baseball cap smiled helplessly, "I've only been away for a few days..."

He pinched the brim of his baseball cap and slowly took it off.

"I'm Kudo Shinichi."

Everyone looked like they had seen a ghost.

Huihara Ai quietly approached Chiyoko and whispered in his ear: "You must keep an eye on Kudo and don't let him do anything wrong."

"Once someone who is confirmed to be dead shows up in public, the organization will definitely notice something is wrong."

Chiyoko nodded slightly.

Seeing that everyone was stunned, "Kudo Shinichi" smiled and came to Chiyoko and patted him on the shoulder: "It was this little brother with glasses who called me and asked me to come to the show, right?"

He blinked at Chiyoko, his eyelids twitching.

Chiyoko sighed slightly in her heart.

Then he adopted a childish and innocent tone, imitating Conan's appearance and said: "Ah, this is so strange!"

"Why does Shinichi-nii speak with an Osaka accent?"

Toyama and Ye rushed over angrily: "What are you doing, Heiji?"

She reached out and pinched the face of "Kudo Shinichi", patted off a thick layer of powder, and asked in confusion: "You put so much powder on your face and did your hair. Are you going to perform Kabuki?"

Hattori Heiji's heart skipped a beat.

broken!

Didn’t we tell this woman not to come?

"Hey, look carefully, I'm not Heiji, I'm Kudo..." He pointed at his face and forced a smile.

"What the hell are you kidding!!" Uncle Maori's veins popped out on his head and he yelled at the young boy.

Hattori Heiji took the handkerchief handed to him by Toyama Kazuha irritably and wiped his face roughly.

Alas, there is no way to save the situation.

Kudo, take care of yourself, brother, I've tried my best!

He touched the back of his head and said perfunctorily: "Sorry, it's just fun."

"I wanted to pretend to be Kudo and scare everyone, but I got exposed anyway!"

"Ahem, now let's get back to the investigation." Inspector Megure announced the end of this farce.

"Did the deceased Mr. Urata buy the drinks himself?" he asked several people sitting nearby.

"No, I bought it." A short-haired girl with a hooded jacket and dressed in a somewhat androgynous style said softly.

She was a colleague who came with the deceased, her name was Hong Shang Mai.

"I bought drinks for four people at the booth over there and brought them to our seats."

"Then I gave all my things to Mitani and went to the bathroom, right?" she asked her companion.

Yota Mitani is a fat man who is no less fat than Inspector Megure, and is also a colleague of the deceased.

"So you were the one who gave the drink to Mr. Urata?" Inspector Megure stared at the fat man who was about the same height as him.

"No, she asked me to share the things with everyone..." Mitani Yota shook his head. "But I just kept my own oolong tea and Hong Shang's coffee."

He looked at Noda Mengan who was standing beside him: "The remaining two cups were distributed by her."

"Yes, Mitani gave me my orange juice and Urata's iced coffee, and I gave the iced coffee to Urata." Noda Yumeyasu confirmed.

"I didn't give it to you on my own initiative. You took it from me..." Mitani Yota emphasized.

"Is there any difference?" Noda Mengan frowned and said impatiently.

"Excuse me, may I ask what your relationship is with Mr. Urata?" Officer Takagi interrupted the two people's quarrel and asked, holding a small notebook.

It was Hong Shang Mai who stood up and said, "We are graduates from here, and we were all members of the drama club."

“We all happen to work in the same place, so we come together every year to watch the show.

Mitani Yota said with some sadness: "I didn't expect that Urata would encounter such a thing.

"He was originally very happy that his theory might be recognized." Noda Mengan was also silent.

Maori Kogoro stroked his beard and said, "But why did you go to buy drinks alone?"

“It must be inconvenient for one person to carry four drinks, right?”

Hong Shang Mai explained: "Because there are many people coming to watch the show, I asked everyone to find a seat first."

She recalled: "Urata seemed to want to help me, but halfway through, he suddenly turned around with an unhappy look on his face."

"Maybe it's because I was buying something there." A flat female voice came from the side, and a girl with bangs, shoulder-length hair and a cold face walked over.

"Ah, Ms. Ayako, are you a student here?"

Noda Mengan seemed surprised to see her.

Hong Shang Mai also looked at Ninagawa Ayako in shock: "No wonder I thought she looked familiar."

"Do you know each other?" Inspector Megure looked at these people.

"Well, she is the daughter of our hospital director." Noda Mengan replied.

Uncle Maori narrowed his eyes and said, "Then put the drinks for the four of them into the cups..."

"It's me." Ayako Ninagawa nodded without hesitation, her expression calm.

"I see. In other words, the murderer who could have killed the deceased is among you four." Hattori Heiji looked at them thoughtfully.

"Wait a minute, why would they suspect me!" Hong Shang Mai said hurriedly, "He and I both bought iced coffee. If they wanted to poison me, shouldn't I distribute the drinks myself to prevent accidental poison ingestion?"

Inspector Megure looked at her and said, "But if both cups are poisoned and you don't drink them..."

"I drank it all!" She showed her empty cup in front of Inspector Megure. There was indeed no coffee in it. Only a few unmelted ice cubes were left sliding around.

"It's possible that you fell into the bathroom?" Uncle Maori pressed on.

"Didn't I tell you that I went to the bathroom after I gave all the drinks to Mitani, and I didn't leave after the performance started."

Without paying any more attention to the inquiries from the other side, Hattori Heiji squatted beside the corpse, first checked the body's hypothermia, then picked up the empty cup and looked at it.

On the lid of the cup is written the words "Iced Coffee".

Is it for easy dispensing, so that the contents of the drink can be discerned without opening the lid?

He kept this thought in his mind for the moment and looked inside the cup.

The deceased drank the drink completely, leaving no ice in it.

Hattori Heiji suddenly frowned and leaned over to the cup to smell it carefully.

Not right.

He stood up, holding an empty cup and said to the people over there, "This cup with ice coffee written on it doesn't contain coffee, but Coke."

"What?!" Inspector Megure was shocked.

Ninagawa Ayako's eyes dimmed, and she nodded: "Yes, I actually replaced that cup of iced coffee with Coke."

"Why?" asked Inspector Megure.

"Because I thought that this would force him to come to me to change, and then I would have a chance to talk to him about breaking off the engagement."

"But I didn't expect him to drink a whole cup of Coke without saying anything and not want to come see me."

She lowered her head, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"Marriage, engagement?!" Several adults were shocked.

"She looks only eighteen years old, right?" Chiyoko complained in a low voice.

"According to the laws of this country, you're already of marriageable age." Huibara Ai didn't look surprised.

Ninagawa Ayako continued, "I originally planned to get married right after graduation, but the closer we got to the date, the more uneasy I became, so I called him and told him I wanted to cancel it."

The black knight on the stage suddenly shouted, "Inspector Megure!"

He raised his hand eagerly, as if he wanted to take off his helmet, but was glared at by two fake kids in the audience. He paused, then put his hand down.

"What's wrong?" Inspector Megure looked over and felt that the voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"No, it's okay..." The black knight smiled awkwardly.

Mao Lilan on the side was suddenly stunned, staring at the black knight beside her, a little bit unbelievable.

She silently grabbed his black cloak, without making a sound, but without letting go either.

"This guy is going to self-destruct if he's not watched closely. Has he ever thought about the consequences of 'Kudo Shinichi' appearing here..." Chiyoko complained.

"Anyway, there is a high school detective from Osaka here, so we just need to keep an eye on him." Haibara Ai grasped the core of the matter in one stroke.

"Wait!" Hattori Heiji was also a little confused when he heard the voice of the black knight. He looked at the two fake children standing next to him, narrowed his eyes, and seemed to understand something.

"So you replaced both cups of iced coffee with Coke, right?"

"That's right." Ninagawa Ayako nodded.

Hattori Heiji chuckled and looked at Hong Shang Mai with a playful look: "Then may I ask, how did you drink a whole cup of 'ice coffee' without making a sound?"

Hong Shang Mai's expression did not change: "When we sat down, the show was about to start. The lights in the whole venue were turned off. I couldn't run out in the dark to change, so I had to make do with the drink. Is there a problem?"

"That sounds reasonable." Hattori Heiji nodded, but his eyes became sharper.

"But the problem is that you kept using the phrase 'iced coffee' when answering police inquiries."

"You are afraid that your method of getting rid of suspicion will be uncovered by the police!"

"Because once you say your cup was replaced with Coke, but the deceased's cup was not, the police will think that the deceased must have chosen the real cup of iced coffee, and your claim of 'random poisoning' will not hold water."

"So you're hoping for the best, thinking your cup was replaced by an accident. As long as you insist, it's still two cups of iced coffee."

"But you didn't know about Miss Ninagawa's existence, let alone the relationship between the two of them. This is the major reason why you revealed your flaws!"

"And your lying also allowed me to quickly identify you as a suspect."

He picked up the dead man's empty cup and shook it, his eyes confident and sharp: "I have cracked your poisoning method!"

"The key to this case lies in the ice!"

"Ice, ice cubes?!" Inspector Megure asked in confusion.

"Yes, in fact, this is not ordinary ice, but specially made hollow dry ice."

Hattori Heiji pointed the empty cup towards him: "The murderer took advantage of the fact that dry ice is not easy to sublime in low temperature environments and planned this case."

"She injected cyanide into the hollow dry ice in advance, and took advantage of the convenience of buying drinks to put the dry ice into two cups with iced coffee written on them. Because the temperature was very low, the dry ice would not sublimate for a long time, and that was why the deceased was able to drink a whole cup of drink."

"But his habit led him into the trap carefully set by the murderer!"

"That is, he likes to eat the ice cubes after drinking the drink!"