Chapter 1897: 1897【Test from the organization】

Chapter 1897: 1897【Test from the organization】

  Chapter 1897 1897 [Test from the organization]

  "The breath of death surrounds this floor, and the ugly desire to kill is also reflected in your hearts."

The female group leader's crazy lines sounded in the room, and instantly brought a group of people into the scene of the stage: "If one of us is about to die, then there is no better night than tonight, don't waste this Ultimate darkness—well, here we go!"

   A group of people gathered around with different expressions, picked up the wine glasses on the trolley, and drank them all in one gulp.

  Mayah Hashimoto: "..." What the **** is this line? It sounds very unlucky. Could it be that Saburo Inozuka really hit it off, and someone is going to kill someone here?

  He looked there with slight vigilance.

   Then I realized that I probably thought too much—look carefully, the cups on the trolley are empty, and a group of actors are just drinking the air seriously. This kind of appearance is not poisonous.

   But just thinking about it, the next moment, a skinny man suddenly covered his throat, and let out a bellows-like humming as if he was out of breath, then he took two steps back, and fell to the ground with a painful face.

   "Ah!" Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko were startled. After screaming, a kind of instinct that has been honed over time awakened, "It looks like cyanide poisoning, call the police, call the police!"

  Jiang Xia looked at the fallen man and felt that something was wrong: "Wait, he doesn't seem to..."

   Before he finished speaking, a cold voice came from the side: "Why should you call the police? Don't always cause unnecessary trouble to the police."

  Jiang Xia's voice paused, and when she turned around, she saw the policewoman from Hokkaido leaning against the door with her arms folded, as if she had been watching for a long time.

  Suzuki Sonoko saw her, his eyes lit up, and he ran over quickly, trying to pull her to the scene: "You are actually there—go and see, there is a murder here!"

  Bupo Narumi pushed her hand away impatiently: "Aren't you brainless? The previous assassination was an act, and the poisoned wine here is of course an act! Take a closer look at that glass, where is the wine in it?"

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and glanced at Police Officer Sato who ran over quickly after hearing the movement, and snorted coldly: "Take care of the group of students you brought. It's annoying enough to listen to a group of actors performing murder scenes every day. This group of audience You still have to force the scene—let me hear random screams from here again, and I'll kick you all out."

   "Acting?"

   Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko turned their heads and looked over.

I saw the actor who was "poisoned to death" just now, and he laughed and got up: "Why, are you scared? But don't say it, there is an audience, it feels like a rehearsal, my The acting seems to have improved."

  Jiang Xia: "..." No wonder this man didn't act like a ghost after he died, and the murderous aura of the people around him didn't decrease at all.

  Suzuki Sonoko stood shoulder to shoulder with him, his fists hardened as well: "..." So this **** just purposely lay down and couldn't get up, causing her to lose her adulthood in front of the police? ...But it's good that people are still alive. Hmph, there are so many actors playing.

  Conan was also a little speechless: This actor's acting skills are really good, he even believed it just now, he really thought someone was poisoned, and he started to think about who planted the cyanide and where.

   But speaking of which...

  Conan turned to Jiang Xia, sadly remembering one thing: Judging from Jiang Xia's reaction just now, he seems to have discovered that this is just acting...Damn it, is there really such a difference in observation between himself and this neighbor?

  Conan stared quietly at the actor who pretended to be dead, recalling his actions just now, slowly replaying the movie frame by frame in his mind.

  After a while, he finally realized it suddenly, and said to himself: "..." With plenty of time, after thinking about it so slowly, there are indeed many flaws.

  ...But Jiang Xia actually felt something was wrong at a glance in such an urgent situation. Hey, it seems that during the days when I was a primary school student, I really slacked off. In the future, I will spend less time fooling around with the boy detective team, and find some documentaries and the like to hone my detective skills.

  Conan: "..." But when you think about it carefully, when you are with the Detective Boys, you seem to encounter far more cases than watching movies. Because those children are always too naughty, running around, and then they will bump into murders that should have been covered up in some corners.

  …so to play with them or not to play with them.

  The primary school student stroked his chin, frowned, and fell into deep thought for a while.

  At this moment, a questioning voice floated in my ear: "What are you thinking?"

   After all, Conan is a detective who can answer all questions. When he heard someone ask a question, he lost his mind and answered by himself: "I'm wondering if I should talk to my mischievous classmates after I go back."

   After answering, he came back to his senses, turned his head suddenly, and saw that it was the lingering "Mr. George" who asked him.

  ...Oh, no, I heard from Jiang Xia earlier that the name this person uses in Japan is "Hashimoto Maya".

  Conan: "..." So why did you change your name repeatedly?

   And compared to the name "Hashimoto Maya", "George" is so perfunctory as a pseudonym—why did this person use a pseudonym to approach Jiang Xia when he met Jiang Xia on the plane for the first time?

  Suspicious question marks suddenly appeared in Conan's mind, and he felt that there was something wrong with Maya Hashimoto, and the problem was very serious—even as early as the time of the flight, he had a faint suspicion that this person was related to the organization in black.

  He really wanted to test it out.

  ...It's a pity that there are too many classmates who are acquainted with each other here, and there are countless innocent citizens who watch the mystery drama downstairs. And according to the arrogant attitude of that organization daring to blow up the Shinkansen, if we startle the snake, things will be very bad.

   After weighing it for a moment, Conan had no choice but to endure it, and decided not to ask too many questions.

beside.

   Maya Hashimoto didn't notice the pupil's forbearing gaze.

  —Actually, when Conan doubted him, he also faintly felt that the elementary school student next to Jiang Xia was a little strange.

  When I was on the plane before, the elementary school student was so dizzy that he fainted without moving, so Hashimoto Maya didn't pay much attention to it.

   But later, especially after he began to pay attention to Jiang Xia, Hashimoto Maya had to pay more attention to this elementary school student who always appeared near Jiang Xia.

  After that, I didn't find any major problems with Conan, but I just felt strange, very strange, and there was a vague sense of indescribable disobedience.

  So just now, when the crew announced the end of the rehearsal, when everyone went back to their rooms to prepare. Hashimoto Maya passed by the door, seeing Conan showing that dignified expression that does not belong to a child again, so he tried it out by the way.

  The conclusion drawn is—

  I should have thought too much.

   Maya Hashimoto: "..." Haha, no matter how smart you are, a primary school student is still a primary school student. It turned out to be using such a dignified expression, thinking about such a cute little thing as "whether or not to play with friends".

  (end of this chapter)