Conan’s Corpse Picker

Jiang Xia sighed: "Eighty percent of novels with this kind of opening are written in this way. And there must be more than one murderer in the story. In the end, everyone will kill and kill, and all kinds of methods will complement each other—in short, this There are too many murderous intentions hidden in this scene, and it is difficult to tell where the murderer will strike. Therefore, the only safe way to avoid death is to suspend the performance."

Miwako Sato realized that her plan would not be successful, and followed him with a sigh: "No, look at the attitude of the leader, whoever dares to stop, I'm afraid she will be scolded from night to morning... Sigh, if everyone With a little cooperation, there may not be so many murders in the world."

  At this time, as the actors on the stage moved and changed their positions, a physical reflection suddenly passed over Conan's glasses next to him.

  He was startled, and immediately understood what was happening. He pushed his glasses and smiled confidently: "I seem to know where the murderous intention is hidden."

  Jiang Xia glanced at him: "Huh?"

  Xiao Bai, who was lying on top of his head, also looked over and touched his chin: [Huh? ]

  Conan didn't know anything about the ghosts' gaze. He got up and grabbed the ashtray on the table to make sure there was something to kick around him at any time, and then he was a little relieved.

  But after thinking about it, I still feel unsafe.

So in order to prevent the murder from happening, Conan looked at Jiang Xia again, and said in a low voice: "Do you still remember the scene of them stabbing people with a knife during the rehearsal? Once the drama starts, you should rush forward, and you must not let him go. The sword pierced the female regiment leader."

  Jiang Xia took a look at the stage, seemed to understand something, nodded to indicate that he understood.

   Miwako Sato was curious: "Why?"

  Conan showed a smile that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words.

  Officer Sato: "..." This kid not only learned how to be a detective to solve crimes, but also learned ten percent of the detective's annoying skills. Who the **** is spoiling the kids? Of course, first rule out Jiang Xia.

  …

  Although Conan seems to have found the time when "Santa Claus with a red beard" intends to do something, Officer Sato flipped through the script and found that it was almost the end. And now, the drama is just about to reach its climax.

  So she wasn't too nervous, grabbed the snack on the table, took a bite, and looked at the stage.

At this moment, another clip from the crew's rehearsal was staged—a group of people gathered around the center of the hall, as if a small banquet was being held, and Wen Yuehualian walked onto the stage shyly pushing a cart, There are several glasses of red wine on the cart.

"The breath of death is filling this mansion." The head of the female group, that is, the old woman who attracted everyone's hatred in the play, showed her sharp eyes that see through everything. She mocked, "Your hearts reflect the ugly The desire to kill. If one of us is about to die, there is no better night than to waste this ultimate darkness—come on, let's drink!"

   While speaking, she picked up a glass of wine and smiled happily.

  Other actors also approached with different expressions, each picked up a cup, and drank with their heads up.

  Offstage.

Miwako Sato flipped through the script, still talking to Jiang Xia in a low voice: "This scene should be quite safe. The one who was assassinated was not the character played by the female group leader, but the 'clown' among them—this poor guy who has the least sense of existence can drink The murderer randomly placed poison in the wine glass, and then died of poisoning, which opened the curtain of the entire serial murder..."

  Click —

  The wine glass fell to the ground and shattered into pieces of fluorescent light. The remaining red wine spilled out and flowed along the ground like a pool of bright blood.

   This is indeed a poisonous scene—just after drinking, an actor covered his neck and shook as if out of breath. She struggled to take two steps, tripped over the sofa next to her, and sat kneeling beside the sofa. Finally, under the shocked and panicked gazes of the other actors, she lost her breath in pain.

   This is the end of the first act.

  The guests were shocked by the extremely realistic acting skills.

After a moment of dead silence, cheers erupted from the audience, mixed with praises: "As expected of the old pillar, he acted so realistically! The reaction of my previous colleague who accidentally ate potassium cyanide was exactly the same!...Speaking of which, fortunately, That guy is too careless, otherwise I would be the one who was poisoned, ahahahaha."

   "And the first to die was the old woman in the center of the vortex. What a bold innovation! I can't think of how to develop it, but one thing is certain, it must be a refreshing plot!"

Suzuki Sonoko also clapped and clapped: "This guy has a lot of tricks, no wonder he has the confidence to yell at others in the background... huh? But is this the way it is in this play? Why do I remember that the person who was 'poisoned' seemed to be another person?" Come on, have they changed the script?"

   Miwako Sato was stunned, and the script in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

  ...The one who should have "died" here is obviously that clown, why is the one lying on the ground now the female group leader? ! Is that realistic "death by poisoning" really just an act?

  Conan was also stunned, and the ashtray in his hand fell back on the table: "..." There are more than one death traps? !

  …

  Backstage, three temporary prop masters huddled together, silently watching the scene.

  Hashimoto Maya looked at this scene, and muttered sleepwalkingly: "I knew him... She will definitely not be able to help herself when she sees this kind of **** script."

  But on the other hand, the bad news is also very clear—that man... woman, he actually came.

   Saburo Inozuka deeply felt the heaviness in his companion's heart: "But on the other hand, our plan has completely worked—we predicted the action of 'that thing'!"

   Kurosawa and Ma: "..." Two psychopaths. Shouldn't you be the first to suspect that "Santa Claus with the red beard" at a time like this?

He painted blood on the whole wall with great fanfare, and he promised to kill people in tonight's drama, but now he did it, but the two people next to him insisted on ignoring the serious murderer who sent out the notice letter, insisted on Think of others.

  ...But one is stupid, one has been imprisoned for too long or maybe mentally mutated, normal people shouldn't try to speculate on the Riddler's thinking, that will only drive them crazy.

   Kurosawa and Ma quickly found a suitable explanation for the weird behavior of the two companions, and stopped thinking about it.

  He held the camera silently and continued to shoot: he can't control other people's affairs, so he can only make sure that the three of them have sufficient alibi.

  …

   At this time, some actors on the stage finally responded.

  The playwright turned backstage and waved at them.

   Maya Hashimoto came back to his senses, walked to the side and operated twice, and lowered the curtain. (end of this chapter)