Conan’s Corpse Picker

Beside   , Kurosawa and Ma suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and looked suspiciously at the two people across from him.

  However, Hashimoto Maya looked upright, and Inozuka Saburo was thinking. Neither of them seemed to speak ill of him in their hearts.

  At this moment, Inozuka Saburo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of a way: "You know the driving recorder, right?"

   "Nonsense, who doesn't know about this." After Kuisawa and Ma finished talking, they suddenly understood, and he suddenly realized, "Just bring a video camera to record our entire itinerary! It's better to get an old-fashioned one, which can't be photoshopped and modified, so that the murderer will have scruples, and if he wants to plant it, he will fall on others."

  The three of them looked at each other and nodded slightly, forming an unspeakable tacit understanding.

  Everything is ready, the only thing left is to escape.

   "Now the surrounding area is being searched and arrested, and this place is also safe. Wait for two more days, when the police relax their vigilance and the surrounding search and arrest are also relaxed, we will set off, and the troupe will also start performing at that time."

  …

  Noon the next day.

  Three high school students and a fake primary school student were wandering in the business district, feeling sorry for their poor classmate who had a fateful life and whose whereabouts were unknown.

   When checking out, seeing a lottery, Mao Lilan was eager to come, trotted over, and drew a lottery.

   "Nail—"

  The bell in the clerk's hand rang: "Grand prize! Aphrodite group ticket, including board, lodging and travel expenses—congratulations to this lady!"

  "Theatrical troupe ticket?" Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko were taken aback, and smiled, "Just now we were thinking that after the accident in the troupe of classmate Ito's family, there would be no place for us to rehearse the drama. I didn't expect that now there is another opportunity to observe it on the spot—it seems that God's will let us present the most exciting performance at the campus festival!"

  Jiang Xia is not interested in theater troupes.

   But this is the troupe Mao Lilan drew.

  He was also in a good mood, and walked over to take a look at the ticket handed to Mao Lilan by the staff: "The location is in Hokkaido? It's so far away."

Beside   , Conan rubbed his chin, hesitant: "But since we decided to participate in the campus festival, every time we encountered something related to the theater company, there would be accidents—not to mention the crew of Ito's family, the theater on the deserted island, and even the catwalk that has a little touch with the stage, have problems..."

  Conan still remembers the "stage" that the woman in black who gave him his passport said, and also remembers Okiya Subaru's terrified look when he heard this word.

   Now that the troupe has been drawn again, Conan hesitated for a while.

  He first stared at the employees at the lottery table for a long time, until he stared at them with question marks all over his head, then lowered his head thoughtfully, and searched for news about the Aphrodite Group on his mobile phone.

   "Mystery drama?" The keyword made Conan startled, and he accelerated the speed of turning the page. Soon, a few lines of words came into view.

  "The latest mystery drama "Murderer in the Mirror" premiered, a brand new script, created by experienced screenwriters, the conspiracy and tricks that make the detectives helpless, no one can find out the real murderer lurking in the shadows before the film is staged..."

  The more Conan read, the more he frowned, and finally he couldn't help it: "The guy who wrote this slogan is too underestimating the detective, even if it's for traffic, he wouldn't say such unfair things.

   "But it's really interesting. I don't know if there are detectives who reveal the answer to the mystery before they stage the final chapter, will they be willing to admit defeat and take this passage back as it is."

  Jiang Xia listened silently by the side.

  Originally, he thought that Conan would make up his mind about the "stage" and "theater troupe" with no factual basis.

   Unexpectedly, while talking, Conan's attention went astray.

  At this moment, the mini-detective clenched his fists, and his whole body seemed to be blazing with fighting spirit. Soon, Conan pushed his glasses, and began to search all the previous mystery dramas of the Aphrodite group, so as to speculate on the thinking of the other screenwriter's puzzles... As for the stage, he had completely forgotten about it.

  Jiang Xia: "..." Sure enough, for a detective, compared with the puzzles that are right in front of him, the organization has to stay back.

  If an organization cadre is thrown over to watch this scene, he might be able to squeeze out a mass of murderous aura with a special taste.

  But "Uzo" is not Jiang Xia's main business after all. Rather than being forgotten, Jiang Xia is more concerned about another thing at this time: seeing Conan's fighting spirit and vitality, this trip should not be too boring.

   Really looking forward to it.

  Thanks to the lottery **** Mao Lilan.

  …

  Mo Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko, two female high school students who love to travel, of course, will not miss this kind of travel opportunity delivered to their door.

  What's more, this time, they have a more serious reason to travel: to observe and study, to prepare for the campus festival.

  At first, Conan was wary of this free travel opportunity, always worried that some terrible conspiracy was hidden behind it.

  But after seeing the arrogant propaganda of the Aphrodite regiment, the detective became the most eager to start: "Maybe those cases are just coincidences. And it is precisely because of the hidden secrets that we should go to find out. Maybe there will be unexpected gains."

  These three people have gone, Jiang Xia will only want to go more.

   Soon, the group of four high school students packed their luggage and embarked on this short journey to Hokkaido.

  …

   Hokkaido.

  Irenkan Hotel.

  It was snowing heavily. In a snow-white scenery that fits the style of Hokkaido, a group of guests dressed in various costumes came to the hotel and entered the venue expectantly, preparing to participate in the banquet before the start of the play.

  The side door more than ten meters away.

  Three sneaky men in black covered their hats and scarves. Maya Hashimoto glanced at the guests entering the venue, wondering, "Why are they all dressed up like this?"

  —It was obviously a group of Asians who came to the theater dinner. But these guests were dressed in tuxedos, top hats, and walking sticks, and some even dyed their hair and beard brown, looking like a grand cosplay banquet.

   Saburo Inozuka was not surprised: "This time it's a mystery show. There are many reasoning fans and Sherlock Holmes fans among the people who came. It's a banquet anyway, so they just dress up as they like. Isn't that better? Guys in cosplay costumes are more attractive. Compared with our mediocre trio, we will definitely be able to disappear smoothly."

  Hashimoto Maya couldn't help but glanced at him: "..." I thought it was just a fool with no brains, but who knows that this guy has a set of tricks for his life, and has more countermeasures than himself.

  ...Maybe he can really escape Uzo this time?

  Hashimoto Maya's numb heart gradually raised a glimmer of hope.

  Relying on Saburo Inozuka's contacts, the three found the prop master of the crew, passed through the police barrier as temporary workers, and successfully sneaked into the hotel.