Chapter 1904 1904What a broken scriptAsk for a monthly pass o('')o

Another police officer was also very disappointed: "Even if it's a paparazzi who sneaked in, you should at least take pictures of the actors. No one keeps taking pictures of themselves."

Saburo Inozuka: "..." He really wanted to take a picture of Miss Hualien, but that old hag wouldn't let him.

After watching the video, Jiang Xia couldn't help but look at the three temporary workers with different faces: "Your shooting angle...is very unique."

Hashimoto Maya reviewed the actions of the three of them from the perspective of a normal person, and the leather shoes under his feet could not help but move.

But no matter how embarrassing he was, he lost if he showed it. He looked calm: "After all, this is a well-known theater troupe, and not long ago there was that 'Santa Claus with a red beard' who deliberately destroyed props. We were also worried that we would be detained for sabotage. and other crimes, so when shooting the video diary, I tried my best to capture myself in the camera."

This excuse sounds more normal.

In any case, the police's plan to use technology to find the murderer was completely declared a failure, so they had no choice but to continue working overtime and follow the normal steps to solve the case.

In this regard, Miwako Sato is very proficient. She looked at the crew and went through the routine process: "Let's look at the motivation firstwho among you has a problem with the dead?"

Conan suddenly said: "I think before looking for the motive, we should first confirm that this is not a random murder."

"Random killing?" Miwako Sato was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Xia took the script borrowed from Hashimoto Maya, flipped through it, and quickly stopped at the scene where everyone gathered to drink.

He understood the problem: "The script only says 'everyone picks up the glass and drinks it', but it doesn't stipulate who should take which glass of wine, and there is only one glass of poisoned wine on the stage."

The scriptwriter in the troupe was startled when he heard this: "Indeed, because the old woman is the center of the clan in the setting, she can drink whatever she wants, so I just wrote that she is the first person to pick up the wine glass and ask for a toast, but It didn't write which glass of wine she drankif Bandai hadn't picked up the glass of poisoned wine on stage just now, someone else would have died!"

Suzuki Sonoko rubbed his chin like Jiang Xia did: "It's simple! The direction of the trolley is fixed, as long as you put the glass of poisoned wine closest to her, she will drink that glass of wine."

Jiang Xia thought for a while: "Just now on the stage, she took the cup in the middle."

Suzuki Sonoko was stunned: "Huh?"

Jiang Xia: "However, I remember that during the rehearsal, she also took the wine from the same position. So what you said is correct - as long as you find a way to guide the deceased to take the fixed glass of wine every time, this is not a random killing, but a random killing." purposeful murder."

Although she didn't understand what she heard, she seemed to have guessed it right. Sonoko Suzuki raised her chin proudly.

And in the corner she didn't see, Hashimoto Maya glanced here quietly: "..." Sure enough, this woman was trying to guide the direction of the case.

In the corner that Hashimoto Maya didn't see, Conan quietly glanced at Hashimoto Maya's face: "..." This person is so strange, he actually looks at Sonoko with that kind of hidden fear and defensive eyes... There are really criminals who will Does a guy like Sonoko become wary? Did he make a mistake, Hashimoto Maya is not as complicated as he thought?

The chaotic moment when the eyes of the people outside the field are flying around.

The troupe members are also testing each other in surprise.

A group of actors looked at each other, fully demonstrating what it means that eyes can speak: "You killed the person?" "It wasn't me!" "That was you?" "How is it possible! Definitely not as deep as yours!"

"So why do you doubt us? Shouldn't you go to the 'Red Bearded Santa Claus' first! His signature is clearly left in the blood on the wall announcing the murder!"

After communicating for a while, a group member finally bravely spoke to the police. The more he said, the more excited he became: "That guy must have done it, not just the group leader, he wanted to kill all of us!Did he really die back then? Said Maybe he just faked his death, but he is actually hiding in this hotel, wandering around!"

Jiang Xia thought for a while: "'Santa Claus with a red beard' refers to the tenant who booked room 315 of the hotel, but died suddenly in the room a year ago. This kind of death is different from an explosion and fire, and it is difficult to fake it. Why are you so excited all of a sudden? You know him?"

When this question landed, the crew suddenly fell silent for a while.

After a while, the playwright in the troupe scratched his head and spoke suddenly. But he didn't answer Jiang Xia's question, he just said to himself: "Although there was a murder case, fortunately, the audience didn't know about it, and the play had to continue. I didn't expect that the first person to be killed was an old woman." , looks like I'll have to stay up all night rewriting the scriptwhat a terrible start."

Bupo took a look at him: "It's all like this, do you still plan to continue?"

"Of course." The scriptwriter raised his eyebrows, "The audience has come all the way, so we can't even give them an ending. Or do you really want this case to be exposed to the public and hyped by the audience?"

I don't know if the threat has worked. After a long silence, Fupo Narumi snorted coldly: "Yes, then follow your previous schedule and perform on time the day after tomorrow."

Miwako Sato was stunned: "But what if another murder happens!"

Fupo Narumi lit a cigarette, exhaled quietly, and glanced at the troupe with sharp eyes: "This performance has been under the strict surveillance of the police from the very beginning, so one thing is certain - the murderer must be there of these people.

"But the police are human beings after all. If the murderer's skill exceeds that of ordinary people, then he may bypass the police's surveillance and go from the auditorium to the backstage to kill. Continuing the performance can keep the audience as much as possible, monitor the abnormal people among them, and prevent the murderer from taking advantage of it." Slip away."

Although the small gang from Tokyo has seen too many serial murders, they are not optimistic about this approach and firmly oppose it.

But as the saying goes, a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake, not to mention that Police Officer Sato is not even a strong dragon. Facing the police from Hokkaido, even the Megure Police Department is here. I came here to play during this vacation, and the weak and helpless police department made up for it.

And finally, the show went on.

Jiang Xia and his group who had contact with actors were also kept in the hotel and were not allowed to leave at will.

At night, everything is silent.

A black shadow picked up the phone.

In another room, the scriptwriter was staring at the falsified script while cursing and thinking hard. At this time, the landline in his room suddenly rang.

(end of this chapter)