Conan Super Detective

"Yes, yes, it's just a small misunderstanding, but I think the rehearsal is good, so let's come here first." Hong Chuan said with a smile, as if he had a high status in the troupe, because Bandai was still very angry. , But did not refute it.

"Huh! Hualien, it's time to take the medicine, go help me get the medicine ready!" After saying that, Bandai took the lead and left.

"Sorry, Mr. Kamijou, the teacher is actually very kind, she only has a bad temper at work." Hualien said with a smile, and then left.

"Actually, she just complained again..." At this time, a classical beauty who seemed to have the temperament of a snow woman walked over in a kimono. With her indifferent but peerless appearance, Dongma couldn't help but look at her carefully.

Even the generous kimono can't hide her hot-spicy figure. This is the second female number of this theater, Mako Ichikawa.

The cold-yan beauty seemed to perceive Dongma's gaze, smiled faintly, and then said: "That ugly face that became old and then became full of wrinkles, as the hottest actress in Japan. Of course I can’t stand it. And by the way, the content of this script is actually very consistent with the interpersonal relationship of the troupe. All of us want her to die..."

Although he said vicious words, in fact, his expression and tone of voice were still indifferent.

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Bandai said, and yelled dissatisfiedly at another tall and thin actor: "The same for you! Can that disgusting puppet not be brought in?"

Ichikawa Yusaburo was a guy with a deep personality. Even if he was scolded, there was only a little mood swing in his eyes, probably because he was a relative of the demon, so he was also a little indifferent.

Soon, Dong Ma was thinking about this weird troupe, and finally waited until 7 o'clock in the evening, when the performance officially began.

To put it simply, it's a big play for a wealthy family.

Because Ichikawa Mozi just said that the script was written based on the interpersonal relationship of the troupe, so you can basically see the Hualien, Mozi, А⒂umbrella ⒑ㄕoyster Slow down θ fierce puppet, Ye Na, fa   fishy large flock M feed.

"Pingci, did you record it? Aunt Jinghua specially reminded me not to forget it!" He Ye reminded with a frown.

"I know, it's really troublesome!" He originally just wanted to record the whole process of solving the case. As if the memory of the memory card was not enough, he pulled out another card.

But Dongma, who has been eating the western-style dinner steak provided by this theater for every guest, suddenly saw a glimmer of light flashing by on the stage from the surrounding light.

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Soon, the climaxes of the first act came, Bandai shouted out the lines they had just heard, and then drank the red wine in the middle of the glass.

Suddenly, she was clutching her neck with painful face, struggling as if she wanted to grasp something, but in the end she only left deep marks on the sofa, and then fell on the cold floor with painful face. .

The shocking performance immediately aroused applause from the audience, but they did not realize that in fact, the one who died in the script should be the man who died.

He also realized this and went straight through the dressing room at the backstage, and then saw Bupa who had just checked Bandai and shook his head, "It's not saved..."

"What's the specific cause of death?" Dong Ma slowly walked onto the stage, glanced at the broken glass and red wine on the ground and asked.

"A poison reaction was detected from the fragments of the wine glass, so it should be a poisoning incident that poisoned the wine glass." Bupo said.

"And only the victim's cup had a toxic reaction, I really don't understand..." Bupa shook his head.

"There are so many things that people don't understand in this world. Just figure it out next. This is the job of our police... Am I right? The left eye is the unbreakable policeman of the prosthetic eye?" Dongma sneered. Asked.

"Did you see all of this? It's a god to beg the devil..." Bupa was surprised, and then explained nonchalantly, "Actually, this is an accident that I encountered that year..."

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Dongma stopped asking questions anymore, but let Xiuzi check her situation later.

On the other hand, Otaki looked directly at Hualien, "You were the one who pushed the car out at the time?"

"Yes." Hualien nodded again with a shivering look.

"Where were the wine glasses and the dining car?" Otaki asked next.

"On both sides of the stage, the props and actors who are generally ready to appear will be there waiting." Hualien replied.

Chapter 1808 Illusory Hotel Murder Case (4) First

"Did anyone pass by during the performance?" Otaki continued to ask.

"Everyone is there to prepare!" Hong Chuan grabbed the conversation and replied.

"So, everyone is suspicious, right." The devil seemed to say something irrelevant.

"Then let's start with motives, who has had a hatred with the victim?" Otaki asked

"Uncle Otaki, I haven't determined that the murderer is targeting Ms. Bandai. Now I ask if the motive is too early?" Hattori immediately interrupted when he heard this.

"That's right, laymen in Osaka don't interfere! Mr. Hong Chuan, is there a certain actor holding which cup?" He also took the opportunity to taunt.

"No, you can only pick it up on the desk, but there is no specific rule." Hong Chuan shook his head.

"In other words, you can kill anyone on the stage. This is an indiscriminate murder!" Hattori seemed to say with certainty.

"Damn it, if we miss it, could it be any of us who died? Don't be kidding! That guy, that guy must be alive!"

"Calm down!" Otaki tried to calm him down.

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"The victim has changed, and the script must be changed! If there are discrepancies before and after the script, I think not only the audience, but everyone will not want it!" Hong Chuan said.

"Since you guys have this meaning, we will perform as usual the night after tomorrow. Of course, our police will still be there!" He made his own decision very aggressively, seeming to completely ignore the Dongma on the side.

As for Otaki... well, it was ignored.

"Ms. Kamijou, do you have no opinion on doing this?" After saying this, Bupa just remembered to ask Dongma.

"Well, although it's a bit nonsense, but the current situation is also a certain correct approach..." Dong Ma nodded lightly.

"It's great for you to understand, because since it is impossible for someone to poison and kill people from outside under the close surveillance of the police, the killer can only be an insider. At the same time, because the audience did not realize this, we took The actions that come down will become more convenient and secret-secret." Bubreak seems to nod with some joy.

"What if someone is dead again?" Hattori said dissatisfied.

"Since Minister Kamijou has agreed to my proposal, I don't need to care what you laymen think!" said disdainfully.

However, when she had just promised that there would be no problems, the second incident happened that night!

The deceased was Hong Chuan, who didn’t care about Bandai’s death. He, a key figure in the troupe of part-time actor and screenwriter, was found dead in the pool at the front entrance of the hotel. He also had a signature card on his body. The signature was the same as before. He was just red beard. Santa Claus.

"Damn! Who is this? Why target our troupe? The first and second characters are killed. Will it be our little actors next?! Think of a solution!" Han в Lamei Shallow

"Since everything started because of the red-bearded Santa Claus, let the boss here, Yukumura Gangzao, explain to us in detail." Dongma said coldly.

"In order to stop the dead, please tell us the truth!" Otaki Hattori asked Xuecun to ask.

"Well, that's really not a beautiful-good memory..." Xuecun said with a weird expression, and said with some difficulty, "The guest actually came more than once, and the first time he came was just ten years ago. It was also a Christmas Eve like tonight. He was wearing bright red clothes all over his body. His hair and beard were all red. Of course, if you think about it now, he might just be wearing a red wig and fake beard..."

"In short, as soon as he met, he made a strange request to me at the front desk to let me rent room 315 to him for ten years!" Xuecun said strangely.

"Ten years?" Otaki asked in surprise.

"He will live there since then..." Xuecun nodded and said...