The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

When Kudo Shinichi and his group arrived at the entrance of the Broadway Soul Theater, Mo Lilan pointed to the McLaren that was also parked in the theater and said, "Your Kiko-san, this car..."

Because Xinyi's mother specifically asked them to look at the car, the appearance information of McLaren was stored in Mao Lilan's memory.

"what!"

"What's the matter, Yukiko?" Sharon, who was picking up someone outside the theater, turned around suspiciously.

"It's a car that overtook me! Originally, I changed it to compete with him, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye."

"Obviously you passed him first, mom, and..." Kudo Shinichi curled his lips, "It's because you didn't pay attention while driving and lost it."

"You brat!" Yukiko's anger exploded, "You must hurt me in front of Sharon, right?"

She grabbed her son's ears and dragged him towards the theater vigorously, ignoring his son's cries of "hey hey" and "it hurts".You Xizi kindly greeted her son's childhood sweetheart, "Xiao Lan, come quickly, let's go backstage and have a look."

......

In the backstage at this time, Ranpo, Po and Hehui were already inside.

Originally, the staff who checked the tickets regarded the two as ordinary spectators, and planned to argue with Poe that "pets are not allowed to enter the venue."It was a coincidence that the manager who came to check the class at this time saw the pass signed by the director of the opera house.

The manager was startled.

As an upper echelon of the theater, he naturally knew about the "golden apple of intimidation", and also knew that the dean took this opportunity to write a letter of commission to the famous detective.

In fact, the Dean himself knew that Poe would not come ninety-nine out of ten, but it was a rare opportunity to impress Poe in an open and honest manner, so how could he not seize it?

—even if that opportunity was just a reason to write a letter.

Broadway is full of opera houses, and the types of operas are the same. Now audiences are not very interested in classical operas.

The screenwriter boldly combined Greek mythology and Hebrew mythology for "Golden Apple" in Soul Theater this time. During the promotion, it got a good response and the tickets were almost sold out.

But it's not just for the long term.

The dean has a good idea.

He was a fan of Poe's books, and Poe's works are very suitable for adapting suspense operas.

No opera house on Broadway has ever made such an attempt, but the dean has a faint premonition: with the reputation of Edgar Allan Poe, as long as he produces an opera, he will definitely

Hard to get a vote!

But here comes the problem...

It would be difficult to obtain the authorization of Mr. Edgar himself.

Ah...don't talk about the authorization, he and Mr. Edgar are completely incompatible now, and they can't even talk about knowing each other. In exchange for authorization...

The road is long and long, Mr. Edgar, take a look at me!

Just when the dean was worried about the threat of the golden apples, anxious about the future development of the theater, and sad for Mr. Edgar's ignorance (not), the manager sent someone panting into the dean's office to deliver a message:

Dean!Mr. Edgar is here!

The dean, who was scratching his feet during working hours, jumped up from his chair, his eyes widened, and the corners of his eyes were almost cracked.

Are you serious?

The messenger nodded frequently.

really.

The dean leaned out a few more times, and his whole body was pressed against the desk.

Really really really?

The messenger continued to nod.

Really really really really real!

Seeing that the dean wanted to ask, the messenger who came to the dean's office after running a long way around the backstage quickly answered:

Mr. Dean, hurry up and go yourself, it would be bad if Mr. Edgar was in a hurry!

......yes!Don't keep Mr. Edgar waiting!

The dean, who took off his shoes and socks, immediately stuffed his right foot into his left shoe, put on his right sock on his left foot, and staggered out of the office.

The messenger left alone smelled the dean's foot odor in the office, looked at the left sock and right shoe handed over, and remained silent.

...Mr. Manager, I think that Mr. Edgar may be planning to leave as soon as he sees the dean.

The dean over there was on his way, the manager led Poe and Luanbu into the backstage, and met with several leading actors.

"manager!?"

The foyer-cum-dressing room housed the four lead actresses, who were astonished by the manager's presence.

After all, a theater has several performances every day, and their manager is the busiest person in the whole troupe when the dean likes to touch fish.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm just here..." Uh, stuck.

It is said that actors should not be too excited before the performance starts, if they know that Mr. Edgar is coming...

What's more, he just wanted to find a place to rest for Mr. Edgar, and he was going to get the threatening golden apple instead.

Kudo Yusaku and Edgar, their reasoning are very popular in the United States.

Kudo Yusaku's Dark Night Baron series has brought a lot of romance and fantasy. The audience is generally young people and children. Of course, there are also older book fans.

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Edgar's reasoning is mainly based on reality, and the description of the process of solving the case is extremely realistic, which makes readers feel like they are sacrificing themselves. Real children can't understand Edgar's works for a while.

In general, Edgar has a larger audience than Yusaku Kudo.

In addition, unlike Yusaku Kudo, who often appears in public, Edgar does not show up much, making his personal identity even more mysterious.

Such a famous writer and detective suddenly appeared here...

Well, the manager recalled that when he saw Mr. Edgar at the door just now, his breathing almost stopped.Imagine the sloppy dean with a fanboy mentality, I'm afraid he might wear the wrong shoes.

But Mr. Edgar stooped to come, how could he not introduce his name?Otherwise, Mr. Edgar will definitely be dissatisfied.The manager glanced back at Edgar quietly... speechless for a while.

The 1.8-meter-tall young man curled up behind the short assistant (the manager thought that Ranbu was Edgar's assistant), hugged a raccoon tightly in his arms, lowered his head, and didn't look at the road at all. .

manager:......

"Edgar, can you change it?" He Hui stretched out his small claws and poked the young man's arm lightly.

"...I'm fine." The lavender eyes under the bangs looked directly at the black pupils of Beloved, "Why did you suddenly call me 'Edgar'?"

He Hui also immediately changed "Poe" to "Edgar" after hearing the manager respectfully address Poe as Mr. Edgar at the door.

"Edgar is your first name, right? Poe is your surname. Just like your name Taro is called 'Ranpo-kun', it will make you feel closer by your first name."

The reasoner didn't speak, but just hugged the raccoon a little tighter.

He Hui: ...I didn't expect this guy's social fear to be so serious.

Ah, so good... I feel like I'm going to spit out the chicken legs I ate at noon.

"Edgar." Ranpo called his name.

"Yes! Ranbu-kun, what's wrong?"

Because Ranpo spoke Japanese, Edgar's response was naturally Japanese, and no one present could understand Japanese except Kazuki who was a raccoon.

"How is your reasoning going?" It was clear at a glance again that [Golden Apple]'s performance was about to turn into a murder scene.

And the manager in front of him seems to regard himself as Edgar's assistant... How can this work?How could a master detective be someone else's assistant? Edgar would probably be his assistant.

The lavender eyes under the bangs slowly scanned the four female protagonists in the lounge, and also reflected the details of the interior decoration.

"It's almost there, but the evidence is still doubtful, and we need to confirm it."

When he mentioned his field of expertise, Edgar unknowingly stopped his back, and the aura of shrinking from his body also disappeared, and he became the "giant of the detective world" in the eyes of the American people.

After the conversation here, Edgar said to the manager: "Take us to the stage to have a look."

"stage?"

Shouldn't you be looking at the golden apples of the Threat first?

Although the manager's doubts were still there, out of his trust and admiration for Edgar, he chose to obey Edgar's words instead.

"Then you guys, cheers for the show." The manager waved to the leading actors, and then led Edgar and his party to leave.

Facing the closed door, the actresses looked at each other.

"The manager... is here to encourage us?"

"Obviously not, didn't you see the two people behind? The manager's attitude towards them is quite polite."

"Bring some important person to visit." Rose thought about what happened before, "Maybe that important person is a fan of our only one?"

As resident opera singers, they have a certain reputation.

Iberis glanced down from the corner of her eyes, "Looking at him, he doesn't look like someone's fan."

......

The curtain has not been raised, but the layout of the stage and the backstage mechanism are enough to show.

"This is... a rotary switch." Poe squatted in front of the switch, and stretched out his hand to tug on the valve.

Ranbu who ran to the stage secretly opened a small corner to observe the position of the auditorium.

In less than two seconds, Luanbu looked away and returned to Edgar's side, "It's so boring..."

It was thought that there would be some big conspiracy by sending threatening objects, and that's how it turned out.

The prisoner didn't care about hiding it afterwards, and it didn't matter if she was caught, because she... had gone crazy.

"Has Mr. Ranbu solved it yet?" Edgar looked up, his lavender pupils revealed the sharpness of a detective from the cracks in his hair, "What a coincidence, so do I."

......

Sharon took Yukiko and the three into the dressing room of the leading actresses, and chatted happily with them.

Iberis couldn't help but mention the person brought by the manager just now.

"The Baroness of the Night is not here to decipher, nor is the person brought by the manager. It seems that the mystery [Golden Apple] is destined to be unsolved."

"The person brought here specially by the manager?" Yukiko was drawn out of curiosity.

"Yeah." Rose replied, she recalled the appearance of the two, "One is a young man with a height of 180, but he is very... shy, and he walks with him.

of men in berets.His bangs covered his eyes so he couldn't see his face clearly. "

"In exchange, he brought a raccoon instead!" Another leading actress added, "Since pets are not allowed in the theater, I paid special attention to that raccoon."

Raccoons as pets?

Xinyi let out two "hehe" in his heart.

This is a free America. Leopards, tigers, crocodiles and lions can be raised, and a mere raccoon...

"Keeping raccoons, bangs covering eyes, height 180, shy..." You Xizi whispered these words, always feeling very familiar.

......

"Mr. Edgar is a very interesting man."

When Yusaku first debuted, he said this when he came back from the reasoning writers' meeting.

Why do some people's words, without any difficult vocabulary or gorgeous rhetoric, make people feel as if they are in the scene and feel extremely real?

Because he loves this world - he sees the whole picture of the world with his own eyes, hears the breathing of creatures with his ears, and records the reality of the world with his pen.

A truly world-weary person, how can he care what the world has become?

[The world has nothing to do with me] - they thought so.

"The reasoning is the same. Mr. Edgar must love the world. People who don't love the world cannot write such words."

......

I remember Yusaku said that the characteristic of Edgar-kun is——

In the waiting room of the lead actor, Yukiko surprised and said, "Isn't that Edgar Allan Poe!"

The author has something to say: Shinichi & Conan: I can deduce who the prisoner is.

Edgar & Ranpo: I can deduce who the culprit and victim are before the event happens.

Equivalent to

Shinichi & Conan, the god of death is coming~

Edgar & Luanpo, press back.