Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 127 Stop Your Dramatic Behavior
A few beams of eyes stared at Kamei, who looked like a T who had finally calmed down his hatred, tidied his collar in satisfaction, and slowly got to the point, "By the way, the pornography I took yesterday has been washed out, you guys go try it." Let's see it in the cinema."

Emera looked at him and asked sarcastically, "Aren't you going to see it?"

"Haha, I have other things to do." Kamei sneered at Gomera, but he was quite interested in the cast, and looked at Emera, "By the way, the next film..."

"I don't have any ideas, let's talk about it.", Emera rejected him before he finished speaking.

Kamei chuckled, didn't say anything else, turned his back in a pretentious manner, waved his hands back, and walked out the door.

After he left, Director Mikami looked at Emera suspiciously, "The next movie?"

"It's the gangster movie. He asked me if I want to play the policewoman." Emera didn't want to talk about this disappointing thing, she turned and went out, "Let's go, let's go to the screening room."

It’s not good for outsiders to watch pornographic movies. Director Mikami looked at the guests and felt a little embarrassed. At this time, Uncle Matsui, who crawled out of the Gomera costume, wiped his sweat and said with a smile, “I’ll show them around. Building, let everyone see how Gomera was born."

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work." Director Mikami stroked his beard in satisfaction, thinking that the people from his own team were more caring.

Dr. Ali has been here several times before, and he has no interest in visiting the building. He is going to take a rest for a while.

Bai Shu turned his head and looked around, and silently took note of the several roads leading to the studio. Afterwards, he didn't follow the tour. He used the excuse of going to the vending machine to buy drinks, and separated from the group of young detectives who went to visit the warehouse.

This floor on the top floor of the building belongs to Dabao Film and Television. At this moment, a group of people went to the screening room, and another group of people went to visit. All the employees of the film and television company.

The people from Kamei deserve a beating, but there is some truth in what they said. The movie Gomera is full of feelings, but lacks innovation, and has long been left behind by the wheels of the times.

While recalling the original world line, Bai Shu turned a few times in the corridor next to the studio. After changing N routes, he finally found what he was looking for at the stairs leading to the roof—a string of paint footprint.

This series of footprints is large in size, with sharp paw prints on the edges. At first glance, it does not belong to human beings, but is left by "Gomera".

It appeared out of nowhere from the corner, stepped on the stairs all the way, and disappeared abruptly at the entrance of the roof. It is only a few meters long, and it looks like a conspiracy no matter how you look at it.

Bai Shu lowered his eyes for a while, then looked up to the other side of the corridor, where there was a door leading to the studio.

He murmured thoughtfully, found a clean mop from a nearby utility room, and took it to sit on the stairs where footprints had been laid out in advance.

……

"Wow, that's great! This place is full of Gomera's defeated opponents!"

In the warehouse, Genta and Mitsuhiko looked at the grotesque monster costumes, their eyes sparkled.

Ayumi looked at those sharp teeth and scales in fear, grabbed Conan's shoulders, and hid behind him.

At this moment, something was placed on her shoulder from behind, and Ayumi tilted her head tremblingly, and saw a monster's palm with skin as rough as a carapace and long and sharp nails.

There was a buzz in her head, and a scream broke out, and she rushed forward in horror, almost bumping Conan in front of her.

Conan staggered for a few steps before he stood still. He looked back through the eyes of the dead fish and found that Matsui was wearing a monster glove.

Matsui didn't expect Ayumi's reaction to be so big, he scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I didn't expect to scare you like this."

"No, it's okay..." Seeing that there was a person behind her, Ayumi breathed a sigh of relief, and then became curious again. She pointed to Matsui's hand and asked, "What is this?"

"Haha, this is Gomera's hand. It's used for close-ups." Matsui shook the glove and patiently explained, "It's less labor-intensive to shoot. In addition to the hands, there are also hands that can be operated with a remote control. Head, wait a moment, I'll bring it over and show it to you."

"it is good!"

The children responded, and soon, their attention turned back to the many models, and they continued to chat about monsters and Gemera.

Matsui walked to the next door and closed the door lightly.As he turned around, the smiling expression disappeared.

He opened his eyes, stood by the door in silence for a few seconds, and quickly sorted out the plan in his mind. After that, he walked to another door, slammed that door open, and let out a miserable cry. screamed, and fell backwards to the ground.

At the same time, he rubbed his hands vigorously, breaking a blood bag, and the fake blood dripped onto his thigh.

Matsui sat on the ground, clutching his legs, showing an extremely painful expression. After all, he is an old actor with more than ten years of experience. Although most of the time he acts in the shell of Gomera, this does not hinder his superb acting skills .

Soon, several children rushed in upon hearing the sound.

After exchanging glances with the kid with eyes rushing to the front, Matsui found that when the kid saw the blood, he was not surprised or frightened, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was rejoicing.

This made Matsui confused, but soon, the expression disappeared from Conan's face, and Matsui heard him ask seriously, "What happened?"

"...Yes, it's Gomera." Matsui almost forgot his words, paused, and then continued with a face of pain, "Gomera hid in this room, and I was stabbed by it."

"Gomera? Is it the person wearing the costume of Gomera?" Conan was not satisfied with his coaxing tone, and asked, "Where is it now?"

"It escaped, hiss... from that door." With trembling fingertips, Matsui pointed to the door he had just knocked open, and then withdrew his hand to cover his leg again.

As soon as he finished pointing, Conan rushed out, and the other children followed closely behind him, and ran away without a trace.

Matsui stopped them politely, but he couldn't stop them. Of course, he didn't want to stop them either.

After the backs of several children disappeared around the corner, he got up quickly, took out a forearm-long sharp knife from the box behind him where the fake weapon was placed, and then found Gomera's costume from the cabinet in the corner. Put it on.

Matsui walked through the warehouse, carrying a knife in one hand and a bucket of paint in the other, and walked into the studio.

The road he pointed out to the children led to the monitoring room next to the studio, after many twists and turns. There was only a piece of glass between the studio and the studio, so they could clearly see what happened inside.

(End of this chapter)