Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

On the other side of the auditorium is the drink stand of the drama club. After avoiding Uncle Maori, Gao Cheng silently walked through the aisle and followed others in a long queue.

"Sorry, please let me go." A short woman in jeans and a hooded jacket carefully walked past Gao Cheng with four drinks in her hand, two glasses in her hand, and two more cups under her arm. When Gao Cheng stepped aside, he couldn't help but take another look.

The woman smiled gratefully at Gao Cheng, found her companion and said, "I kept you waiting for a long time."

"Really, I waited until I was dying of thirst." A fat man in a shirt complained and helped to take the drink.

"Because there are a lot of people in line," the short girl said shyly, "I'm going to the bathroom, you can help me get it to others."

"Are you going now?"

A curly girl sitting next to her checked the time on her watch and said, "Wu Yi, you'd better hurry up, the show starts in less than a minute."

"I'll be right back!"

The short girl hurried past Gao Cheng again and headed for the bathroom.

Gao Cheng looked in front of the line, wondering, "The show is about to start, why are you here to buy drinks at this time?"

"The next one is "The Female High School Student Detective Mao Lilan" brought by Class B of the 2nd year. Please watch it..."

"Ah, it has already begun!"

With the lights off in the venue, the stage curtain opened, and a newspaper office set was presented in front of the audience. It was just like in Sonoko's script. At the beginning, the police led by "Officer Megure" and "Kogoro Mori" were at the scene of the murder. The investigation began, and "Takagi" was in charge of reviewing the case and introducing the four suspects.

Gao Cheng watched it for a while, and found that it was no different from the script, so he stopped paying attention. Taking advantage of the fewer people in the queue, he quickly bought a cup of iced coffee.

"Hmph, I don't believe that guy Conan can come up with any good ideas. Writing a script is not solving a case..."

"Police!" The actor dressed as an uncle with a mustache on the stage was full of confidence, "I already know who the prisoner is, please take a closer look at Mr. Daxia's body, the way he stretched out his index finger is to point out the death message of the prisoner !"

"Mr. Daxia's index finger is pointing to the north, starting from the fingertips and moving along the seams of the floor, winding like a ghost foot map

Go forward, at the end is a box of North Star beer, the murderer is you, Mr. Kitano Keung! "

"A-what are you kidding?!" Kitano was sweating profusely, "You can't be made into a prisoner by such a boring joke, right?"

"That's right, Brother Maori, even if the victim saw the North Star on the beer box when he was dying, he pointed it out through the cracks in the floor... Is this kind of thing really okay?"

"Mu Mu" said puzzledly: "And the direction the victim pointed, to be precise, is northeast."

"Northeast?" Mustache asked in a daze, "Then Mr. Kitano and Mr. Dongtian are accomplices..."

Several suspects roared: "Are you kidding! This kind of insincere reasoning should be stopped!"

"Down, down and down?"

When Gao Cheng returned to his seat with the iced coffee, Uncle Mao Li crossed his arms with a displeased expression on his face: "Hmph, that reasoning just now is obviously very good."

"Hehe." Sitting next to him, He Ye pretended not to know the uncle, and then gave Gao Cheng a strange look in the weak light, feeling a little familiar.

At this time, the lights on the stage suddenly remained on, reminding me of a melodious music.

"You're so naive, Dad...no, Maori Detective!"

The spotlights were turned on, and Xiaolan, dressed like Sherlock Holmes, appeared beside the stage, shining with a pipe in his hand.

"Pfft." Gao Cheng couldn't help but choked and spit out the coffee in his mouth.

This guy Yuanzi really made a brilliant debut. I can't imagine the scene where the protagonist is not replaced by Xiaolan...

"The truth of the incident is here!" Xiaolan opened the blinds of the set window with a snap, and the word "Weekly nes" on the glass of the office window was illuminated by the light, and the shadow was cast on the floor. The victim's index finger happened to be on the letter "e". superior.

"The prisoner should have noticed this when he arrived at the scene, and he closed the blinds to prevent being discovered. Now it is just 24 hours before the incident, which means that the position of the shadow is the same as yesterday. Mr. Dongtian, the prisoner is you!"

Gao Cheng watched the stage performance with his eyes half-closed. Seeing the reasoning plot that had risen to a higher level, he couldn't help but look back at Conan.

That kind of nonsense script can actually come back, he is indeed the son of a world reasoning writer, how many brushes do he have.

"Hey." Conan scratched the back of his head triumphantly, "I heard you have no clue at all."

Gao Cheng said unhappily: "It's boring, I just don't want to talk about it, I'm not interested in this kind of scripted cases..."

"Ah!" A sudden scream interrupted Xiaolan's reasoning, drawing everyone's attention to the middle of the auditorium, and the shrill voice in the dark made everyone feel as if they were caught by something.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

"The voice just now..."

When the performance was interrupted, Gao Cheng followed Uncle Mao Li and looked in the direction of the drink stand. The voice was indeed coming from there.

The venue lights were turned on, and Gao Cheng was surprised to notice the terrified short girls and others among the crowd.

It's the ones I met when I bought drinks...

...

"The deceased was 27-year-old Putian Gengping, a doctor at Mihua General Hospital..."

Most of the spectators had been emptied out of the bright stadium venue, and only a few people remained at the scene to accept Mu Mu's questioning.

"Did you fall down halfway through the play?"

"Yes," the curly girl said in shock, "he was suddenly in pain, and then fell down on the seat clutching his throat..."

On the floor, a man with glasses parted in the middle was staring wide-eyed, his mouth opened wide, and there was a glass of drink next to him, and the lid and straw rolled aside.

"Could it be that he fell down after drinking this drink?" Takagi picked up the drink cup to check.

"Almost all drunk."

Mu Mu looked at the quilt and continued to ask: "Do you know when you will fall down?"

"It should be around 2:30," Xiao Lan approached directly wearing a costume, "because I heard the screams just when I reasoned to the exciting part."

"Xiao Lan?" Mu Mu stared at Xiao Lan who was dressed as a famous detective, her fat face couldn't hide the stunned look, "You are..."

"Our class is performing a mystery drama." Xiao Lan put away her pipe, a little embarrassed.

"By the way," Takagi realized, "This is Xiaolan's school, the police department!"

"So," Mu Mu's face froze, he subconsciously searched left and right, "Is that guy here too?"

"Who are you looking for?" Uncle Mao Li walked behind Mu Mu and looked around suspiciously.

"It's you..." The corners of Mu Mu's mouth twitched, "The bastard star brought all the misfortunes to my daughter's school..."

Gao Cheng stood beside the crowd, his eyes fell on the corpse, and he wished to investigate immediately.

It's terrible, but he is "Kudo Shinichi" now, so it's not easy to show up...

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