Conan Super Detective

"I said, your car's handbrake was obviously touched by someone. This incident was obviously man-made. Don't you want to find the criminal who did this?" Yumi asked strangely.

"I'm very sorry, I'm really in a hurry..." Said Hoyo walked to the trunk of the car that hit a pile of cartons, and opened the trunk of the Shinjuku license plate. There was a TV show that was often used for cash. It seems that Mr. Hosuo is indeed in a hurry.

And at this moment, the garden that had been walking around came in...

"Miss Yuanzi? And President Kamijou!" Hoso was stunned, and then immediately went forward to greet Dongma and Yuanzi.

"Uncle Hoso?!" Yuanzi seemed to know the person.

"You are?" Dongma looked at him suspiciously.

"Have you forgotten 253? Dad likes Kabuki stage performances very much, and I have met several times on the party seats after the performance!" Yuanzi explained with a smile.

However, at that time, Dongma generally didn't have much interest in participating. Anyway, he didn't understand this weird form of artistic expression, so he usually left after going through the cutscene. As for any gathering, he never attended.

"Oh, it turned out to be a figure in the Kabuki world." Dongma nodded suddenly, although he still didn't remember who this guy was.

"So, Yuanzi, you are also related to Kabuki?" Xiao Lan, who had heard Conan's meal, walked over and asked strangely.

"Haha! Don't look at me like this, I've had dinner with Ha Laozang!" Yuanzi smiled smugly.

"Really?!" Xiaolan was shocked, and Xiaogoro who was giving Conan'Justice No Iron Fist' over there also leaned over.

But he was not surprised by hearing this name...

"What is it? Are you going to eat seafood sushi (the Japanese "Eilao" and "Shrimp" have the same pronunciation, and Eilao sounds like the name of a sushi restaurant)?"

Chapter 1815 The Mystery of Kabuki Shibafan (two) second more

"It's Shichuan Hai Lao Zang, don't you know that Uncle Xiaogolang?" Yuanzi asked with a speechless expression.

"Is it a sushi restaurant in Ichikawa?" Kogoro still looked confused.

"Kogoro? Are you Mr. Mouri Kogoro?" Hosuo asked suddenly.

"Yes, I am the detective Kogoro Mouri!" Kogoro nodded proudly.

"That's great! In fact, Mr. Eilaozang is a fan of reasoning, so I admire Chairman Kamijou's reasoning very much. Of course, Mr. Mouri's reasoning show is also very concerned. This time I met two of them at once, not as good as us. Let's go to the stage together? I happen to be going by in a while!" He said, pointing to the box in his hand.

Xiaolan naturally agreed with joy, so everyone got into the van driven by Secretary Hoso.

"Is there something wrong with the handbrake? And it's artificial?" the secretary asked questioningly as he drove.

"Now the police are investigating. Although they will go to the Metropolitan Police Department to explain the situation later, this item must be delivered first. Speaking of which, you were the last person to leave the garage last night, right?" The tail seemed to ask suspiciously.

"Yes." The secretary's name is Takahashi Jun, a middle-aged man about forty years old, with a spirit of 37.

"Did something strange happen when you left the garage last night?" Hosuo continued.

"No, if there is any suspicious person, I will definitely notice it." Takahashi shook his head.

Soon everyone came to a modern theater in the city center, and the car slowly drove into the empty parking lot. Because there were no performances today, there were very few people here.

"Waiting for a long time, Mr. Hosuo." A tall and thin old man said with a smile, as if he had been standing there waiting for them for a while.

"General Manager Shuzaki, I brought my friends here, there should be no problem, right?" Hosuo asked.

"Of course, I would like everyone to appreciate it. I am the general manager Yuyuki Susaki here, so please give me your advice." Susaki immediately said with a smile.

Immediately everyone came to the brightly lit stage hall, and the various sounds made everyone look very busy.

And one of them, a burly young man in his thirties, was rehearsing a scene with a strange voice.

"What kind of drama is this?" Xiao Lan asked slightly excitedly.

"It's the 7th side of Kabuki 18th chapter. It is the special play performed by the second generation Ichikawa Eizang in 1742, although it doesn't seem to be performed much afterwards." Yuanzi seemed familiar with this aspect, and gave Everyone Popular Science Road.

"Of course, in modern times, they have performed in 1983 and 1984, and the most recent one was the one performed by Hai Lao Zang personally seven years ago. It was an unprecedented grand occasion!" Yuanzi looked intoxicated. To say.

"Of course, the story was slightly adapted in modern times. To put it simply, it is the story of five masks..." Yuanzi concluded simply and clearly.

"But it's too simple, right?" Conan suddenly complained.

"Smelly kid, shut up!" Yuanzi immediately suppressed him angrily upon hearing this.

"Also, why is the play called Seven Faces, but there are actually five masks?" Kogoro also asked strangely.

"Uncle, you are also very annoying!" Yuanzi said immediately angrily.

At this time, it seemed that he was holding the small tail of the box and came over to relieve our garden lady.

"In fact, Qimen is a very difficult play to perform, because the only script was burned in the Edo period, and of course there is no copy of it." Hoso shook his head regretfully.

"What about this play performed by the representative?" Kogoro asked strangely.

"Although the script was destroyed, the storyline of the game was passed down by word of mouth. Of course, there must be a lot of discrepancy from the original version, so it was said that it was difficult to act." Hosoo smiled.

"So, this Eilao Zang wants to surpass the predecessors and make a Heisei era version of the'seven faces', right?" Dongma sneered.

"That's right, it's worthy of being a god to beg the devil. Even if it is not disclosed to the public, you can guess it all at once." Eilao Zang, who was still rehearsing on the stage just now, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Ah! Mr. Eilaozang, do you remember me? I am Yuanzi, Suzuki Yuanzi." Yuanzi immediately ran up to greet him. Almost every generation of heirs has a large number of fans. There are people of all ages, and Yuanzi and Xiaolan are obviously two of them.

"Ah, it's the second lady from Suzuki's family, take me to say hello to your father." Eilazo said politely, even facing the daughter of Japan's number one chaebol, he still had a calm expression.

However, when Hoso took out the box that had been carefully kept, his face changed significantly.

"Mr. Eilaozou, I brought you that thing!" Hoso said respectfully.

"Oh! The second surface has finally been able to see the real thing!" Eilaozang said excitedly.

"Is it a genuine product?" a young man who looked a little haggard next to him asked with an expression of excitement, tension and expectation.

And almost everyone else's expressions are exactly the same as him.

"It's really nervous! Who will open it?" Eilaozang asked in a somewhat shifted voice.

"Of course it's Mr. Ebazou, you are here in person!" said the playwright Iwami Shinnosuke.

"Wait a minute, I want to adjust the angle!" A middle-aged blond man with a wheaten skin holding the camera said with a chuckle.

His name is Eiji Kaneko and he is a photographer.

"Hey, be careful for me!" Hosuo scolded him inexplicably, and Kaneko didn't seem to care much, but just nodded perfunctorily.

Immediately, Eilao Zang opened the password box, and everyone immediately saw the red, sandy dare mask inside.

Angry expressions and wide eyes all show the feelings the mask author wants to show.