Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 1894 1894 [Do you also have script writers? 】Ask monthly ticket (`)

  Hashimoto Maya and the others also went downstairs, imitating what Jiang Xia did just now, poking in from outside the door, trying to sneak into the crew.

  However, just halfway out, the head of the troupe's eyes fell on their faces, and his eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Is it you!" An angry Bandai Suzue rolled up his sleeves and approached, "I know all the people in the crew, even if they have a problem with me, they wouldn't have the guts to do such a thing, but you three temporary workers don't care. It’s the same... Well, speaking of which, our troupe has enough staff, there is no need to hire any temporary workers—what is the purpose of the three of you infiltrating the troupe!”

  Hashimoto Maya was pulled by the collar and shaken vigorously by her, abruptly exuding a murderous aura of iced black tea.

And Hashimoto Maya has always had excellent self-management ability in this aspect. Before the ghosts caught those murderous auras and tore them apart, he immediately restrained his murderous intentions, and the complete wisps of murderous aura gradually fell off. The ghosts grabbed a group of ghosts , Guigui has a share, very satisfied.

  Jiang Xia couldn't help looking over it, and also wanted to reach out to pick it up.

  Hashimoto Maya noticed the detective's focused gaze from the corner of her eye, and the murderous aura dropped even faster.

  At the same time, he pretended not to see Jiang Xia's movements, just looked directly at the head of the group, and at the same time tried his best to support the righteousness that did not exist, and then defended himself like an innocent citizen:

"Don't slander, although we are indeed temporary workers, many people can testify that we have only been here for ten minutes, and there is no time to mess with so many props—and look, the blood on the wall has turned brown, It’s been an hour or two to say the least, and we were still in the taxi at that time, and we have a receipt to prove it!”

"Blood?"

  Suzuki Sonoko followed Maya Hashimoto's pointing in doubt, looked back, and was startled.

  She squeezed hard between Jiang Xia and Mao Lilan, looking for a sense of security, and at the same time grabbed Jiang Xia to let him see what scared her just now: "Wall... look at that wall!"

Jiang Xia looked over, his eyes paused - on the wall behind, there were several lines of darker blood stains at some point, and the blood flowed down along the edge of the handwriting, dragging out the eerie effect, those few lines of writing It was a death notice:

  [Tonight, at the climax of the play

   One of you will die

  —Santa Claus with a red beard]

   "Santa Claus with a red beard..."

  Conan immediately thought of the room where Hashimoto Maya and the others were just now.

   Immediately afterwards, he remembered another thing, and looked suspiciously at this suspicious guy who had been entangled with them since the plane: "Brother Hashimoto is very familiar with these, have you seen a lot of blood characters?"

"..." Hashimoto Maya didn't expect that he had just been harassed by the head of the theater troupe, and he would be harassed by an elementary school student. A puff of iced black tea came out and he quickly stopped him, "I'm very interested in detectives, and have you forgotten, I study medicine."

   "I see." Of course Conan didn't forget, he just wanted to try to cheat, but unfortunately he didn't.

  The cunning elementary school student detective was suddenly disappointed.

  At this time, Jiang Xia also looked at this side, as if to say something.

   Hashimoto Maya, who had just been targeted by two people, was immediately alert: "..." Again?

  Unexpectedly, Jiang Xia said this to the head of the theater troupe: "The water stains on the three of them have not yet dried up. It is true that they have just arrived not long ago."

   Maya Hashimoto: "!"

   Finally it’s different, this time it’s here to help!

Although Hashimoto Maya's heart has long been as cold as iron after filling in the black organization for many years, this kind of kindness, which is rare when he is targeted by many parties, still makes him a little moved: Jiang Xia is really A fine man, if only the whole world were like him.

  ...Although Jiang Xia seems to be a little suspicious of him now, at least he won't say it out, and he won't make false accusations. Look at the people in these theater troupes, and that cunning primary school student, tsk, people are really different.

  Thinking of this, Maya Hashimoto couldn't help but glance at the head of the troupe who was shaking his collar just now.

  I don't know whether she changed her mind after hearing Jiang Xia's words, or the blood on the wall frightened her, this elderly woman gritted her teeth and stopped talking.

  The air is extremely heavy.

  At this time, a series of laughter suddenly came from the side.

  Jiang Xia followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard.

   This person seems to be the playwright of the troupe. At this time, he was smoking a cigarette, raised his hand and groped his chin, and said mysteriously like a detective: "'Santa Claus with a red beard'? He actually used a dead person as his signature. Could it be that the dead gentleman wanted to Haunted in our troupe?"

Before anyone could answer this question, the playwright looked at the director again and joked, "It's a pity that there are no ghosts in this world, only people with ulterior motives—so what are you going to do, just in case, stop the show? "

"Are you kidding!" the group leader said angrily, "That's right in the hands of that red beard, we have so many fans and so many enemies, if anyone threatens to stop the show, then we will never Don't open it!"

   "Don't give in to evil forces." Jiang Xia praised, but seemed a little worried, "But if something really happens..."

"What happened?"

  A voice came from the door.

   Several people looked there, and saw that the Hokkaido policeman heard the news and rushed over.

  When the head of the troupe saw her, his anger immediately came out: "Is this how your police protect the troupe?!"

  She has always been a tough stubble, but this time she met a tougher one.

Bupo Narumi's voice was not weaker than hers at all: "We have firmly separated the area where the guests and staff are located, but something still happened here - instead of blaming me, it is better to reflect on it first Use your own discerning eyes to see if you have accidentally let in a ghost who eats inside and out."

  Seeing that the head of the group was stunned and lost her voice, she continued: "The performance continues. But from now on, in addition to the backstage, the dressing room and the backstage of the stage must also be equipped with police force."

  The head of the group came back to his senses and sneered: "Of course we must continue. It seems that this red beard doesn't know me well enough. I'm the type who gets more courageous after setbacks. Tonight's performance will definitely be a success!"

   As she spoke, as if to show that she would not give in, she clapped her hands impassionedly on purpose: "Okay, find some people to repair the props, and start the rehearsal immediately!"

  …

  A group of people returned to their respective positions, and the "idlers and others" were also driven away by the Bupo police.

  Jiang Xia nodded to Hashimoto Maya and the others from a distance, and went back to the room.

  Hashimoto Maya breathed a sigh of relief.

Then his conscience hurts again: Jiang Xia has helped him several times, but he only regards this detective as an opponent... Sigh, but this is something that can’t be helped for survival. At worst, if there is a chance in the future, I will also help Jiang Xia. .

  (end of this chapter)