Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 1920: 1920 [Passers-by suffered disaster]

 Chapter 19201920【Passers-by suffered disaster】

This kind of heavy blow is enough to swell the wrists of ordinary people for several days, but it has no obvious effect on Maya Hashimoto.

But Maya Hashimoto still hissed, and let go as if he couldn't hold the sword. The sword fell to the ground with a clang - good, no more killing, and he was not the one to break the murder scene!

Maya Hashimoto briefly felt lucky to have survived the disaster. She uncontrollably glanced at the door quietly.

However, the dark shadow has disappeared, just like a low-key director who only gives some pointers when the actors go off track, but usually hides behind the scenes and disappears without a trace.

Others were looking at Mingmei with surprise: in the impression of the actors, this policeman usually had contact with the theater troupe in the name of inspection, and he had naturally seen the rehearsal of this scene.

 In other words, Fuwa Narumi should have known that it was a fake sword, but her reaction...

Jiang Xia stepped forward and looked at the sword on the ground: "The murderer who killed four people in succession and called himself the 'Red Bearded Santa Claus' was this Bupo Policeman."

  “?!”

  Fupo Mingmei's breathing stopped suddenly and she stared at Jiang Xia.

 Everyone on the stage was still stunned, but they all took a step back, instinctively hiding away.

In the audience, Matsumoto Kiyonaga was also stunned for a moment: "..." He thought he was just here to help calm the situation, so that those self-righteous local snakes would not cover up the sky with one hand... But now, how did the matter turn into a police officer committing a crime? ?

After a few seconds, Fuwa Narumi came back to her senses. She suppressed the trembling of her fingers and lit a cigarette as if nothing had happened: "Just because I dodged a sharp blade, you want to convict me? - Huh, don't forget it. , I’m a policeman, it’s my instinct to disarm, even if it’s a fake prop sword. What’s the problem with this?”

Jiang Xia ignored her excuse and said to himself: "Before the performance started, you took advantage of your position to replace the prop sword hanging here with a real sword and coated it with poison as a second insurance. —If the female group leader did not drink the poisonous wine in the first act of the death drama, then according to her character, the show would continue no matter who died, and the poisonous sword is expected to stab the female group leader. , will take away her life."

“I see.” Matsumoto Kiyonaga, “But it’s too dangerous to use this sword directly as a prop..."

Jiang Xia looked apologetic: "Mr. Hashimoto is a prop master. I originally thought he would be able to find problems and not really poke them. Who knew he would..."

With that said, he turned to Maya Hashimoto: "You really didn't seem to want to stab someone at first. Why did you suddenly change your mind later?"

Maya Hashimoto met his gaze, and her heart thumped: "?!" Why is it my business again!

He thought that Jiang Xia really wanted him to act out of concern for his mood, but now... now it seems that this is actually a silent test by Jiang Xia? !

Maya Hashimoto was stiff for a moment, and suddenly felt that it was so difficult to survive: If you don't follow Uzo's steps and mess up his stage, he will be targeted and persecuted even more; but if you follow Uzo's steps, you will immediately This aroused Jiang Xia's alarm... Damn it, what did he do wrong to end up in this situation!

 For a moment, Maya Hashimoto suddenly missed Ireland very much.

—If Mr. Ireland were here, then Uzo and Jiang Xia would definitely choose this new goal compared to this insignificant substitute.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." But if you think about it carefully, even if Mr. Ireland really shows up, he will definitely not take part in the danger himself, but let his confidant go ahead...

Maya Hashimoto felt as if she was standing next to a bottomless whirlpool, and even her soul was on an express train to the underworld.

Just when his desire to survive fell, a voice pulled him out of the bottom of the valley. Jiang Xia seemed to suddenly think of something.

He sighed: "By the way, I almost forgot that the Bupa Police not only treated Mr. Hashimoto as a murderer, but also killed his companions... Maybe Mr. Hashimoto saw something in the expression of the Bupa Police , I was impulsive and couldn’t hold it back.”

Hashimoto Maya: "!"...It makes sense!

Matsumoto Kiyonaga also nodded: "As long as I didn't really stab anyone."

Jiang Xia was very close to the stage just now, and now she has already reached the side of Fuwa Narumi and Hashimoto Maya. Thinking about it, even if Fupo Mingmei failed to dodge in time, Jiang Xia would have taken action.

 It was just a small mistake of a young man, and it did not cause any bad consequences. Therefore, Matsumoto Kiyonaga did not go online. He waved his hand and said: "Let's continue solving the case."

Jiang Xia nodded: "Bupo Police is a layman in drama after all, and made a small mistake in this matter. During the performance the night before yesterday, I saw a reflection on Conan's lens. The light seemed to be the hilt of a gem sword. Reflected from the decorations on it.

“But theoretically speaking, all the props used in the play must be processed so that they are non-reflective. Many guests took videos to commemorate the event, and there must be images of this murder weapon in those videos.”

Fubo Narumi snorted coldly: "Even if it is really there, why do you say it is my sword?"

  After a pause, she thought of the people she had come into contact with when customizing the sword, and then said: "To say the least, even if it was really me who set it off, that sword was not a murder weapon.

"Don't forget, the cause of that woman's death was that she drank the poisoned wine on the stage. There were 5 glasses of wine on the stage at that time. She was the first person to get the wine. She could pick whatever she wanted. Could it be that I What kind of spell can be cast on her to make her choose the poisonous wine accurately?"

Jiang Xia suddenly looked at Maya Hashimoto.

Then, under the sudden alert gaze of the other party, he said to Fuwa Mingmei: "You have indeed cast a spell on the female group leader's script."

Fupo Mingmei’s face suddenly changed.

Jiang Xia: "I remember that whether it was a rehearsal or a formal performance, the female leader always took the glass of wine in the middle. She is a very experienced veteran actor and has a photographic memory of the script, so she developed a habit , it was only two days before the performance that I started to read the script.

"As long as you write a comment like 'get the middle glass of wine' in her script in advance, she can make her think that this is the effect the scriptwriter wants, and she can accurately get the poisonous glass among the many red wines. "

 Speaking of this, he suddenly looked at Maya Hashimoto again.

Hashimoto Maya: "!"

When the new younger brother showed a few wisps of self-preservation murderous intent, Jiang Xia continued: "Mr. Kurosawa was killed precisely because of this. During the rehearsal, in order to stop him from filming, the female team leader once held the script and walked towards him. scolded him in front of him.

“At that time, we were rehearsing the scene of drinking poisoned wine, and the female group leader’s script happened to be opened on the page with comments, and it was captured by the camera.

"Although you destroyed her script afterwards, Mr. Kurosawa's videotape happened to be irrefutable evidence. Therefore, he became a target that must be silenced."

 (End of this chapter)