Conan’s Corpse Picker

   For this kind of accident on the stage, lowering the curtain to prevent the audience from peeping more is the most basic operation.

  On the one hand, it can cover up mistakes and restore a little reputation. On the other hand, in the event of a murder, it can also prevent guests from running around in panic and prevent greater chaos.

  The actors on stage who were familiar with the script all understood that an accident had happened, and their faces were extremely ugly.

  But the audience in the audience didn't know it, and they were still talking about this unexpected plot.

  Jiang Xia stood up, with a solemn face: "Go backstage and have a look."

  …

   After a group of people quickly left the auditorium, they trotted to the backstage.

  Crossing the corridor to the stage, I saw the group of policemen from Hokkaido moving faster than them. At this time, they were surrounding the female leader to check her condition.

  Wen Yuehualian sat slumped on the ground, unbelievable. The other actors looked different, some were terrified, some were at a loss, but more of it was a kind of relief like a sigh of relief.

  While everyone was watching, Fuwa Narumi straightened up from the side of the female leader.

  The young and promising police officer wiped his hands and said in a heavy voice, "She's dead."

  …

  Although they seldom deal with the Hokkaido police, but now it seems that the procedures of the police here are not much different from those in Tokyo.

  If you have to say it, the only difference is probably that no police officer took the initiative to hand over information to Jiang Xia.

  …but that's not a big deal.

When the little police officer was reporting the situation with Bupo Mingmei, Jiang Xia moved a little closer and followed the news—the information contained a lot of text, and the police was busy commanding the scene, so when Bupo Mingmei was reading the information, the little policeman also read the information. I will give her an overview of the key information on the sidelines.

   "The deceased was the actress Bandai Suzue, 60 years old, and the current head of the Aphrodite Troupe. The cause of death was poisoning—we detected enough lethal drugs from her wine glass."

  Suzuki Sonoko went out for a good trip, but encountered a murder case again. At this time, she was a little at a loss. She followed Jiang Xia wherever she went, so she also heard these words.

   Then she became even more confused: "60 years old? Didn't she say that she was 53 not long ago, and asked me to read Wikipedia."

  Mao Lilan obviously has a better understanding of the star world, so she whispered in her ear to reassure her: "The age and height are not accurate, and some people will do things on purpose."

  Suzuki Sonoko suddenly realized: "Then I estimated the age quite accurately, and she actually had the nerve to refute me so confidently... But forget it, the dead are the big ones, and there seems to be not much difference between 53 and 60."

   Ignoring the complicated mood of the female high school student, the little police officer continued to report: "We have also checked other wine glasses. So far, it seems that the only one used by the deceased is the one with poison residue."

  Different from the high school students who can only observe for the time being, Miwako Sato is a policeman after all, and managed to sneak into the police force.

  She remembered the situation on the stage just now, and looked at Wenyue Hualian: "I remember that cart with wine glasses, you pushed it onto the stage?"

  Wen Yuehualian nodded, and it took two seconds for her to come back to her senses, and whispered, "I, I didn't poison you."

   Miwako Sato didn't look like a murderer either: "Before you handled it, where was the wine, and who could have access to it?"

"It's in the backstage." Wenyue Hualian thought for a while, "Because there are a lot of props used in the whole drama, the prop master will arrange them during the performance and put them in a place close to the stage in advance, so that they will be used later. Then, I can just push the car out."

   "I see." Miwako Sato asked, "Where is the prop master?"

  Jiang Xia raised her hand and pointed to one side politely.

   A group of policemen turned their heads and looked over in unison.

  The trio of temporary workers huddled in a corner and tried their best to reduce their sense of presence: "..."

  ... Sure enough, he still didn't escape in the end!

   Fortunately, they were well prepared.

  Hashimoto Maya has experienced too many cases now, and the nervousness when facing the police will almost never appear again.

He calmly explained: "The red wine has been poured since the beginning, and then they have been placed on the trolley in the backstage. Except for those of us who are in charge of props, when the other actors are not on stage, they are actually waiting in the backstage all the time— So strictly speaking, not only us prop masters, but everyone who has been backstage has the opportunity to poison."

  Conan couldn't help but glanced at him: "..." In my impression, when this Mr. Hashimoto first met the police, although his expression didn't change, his emotions would always become quite tense. but now…

  People's ability to adapt is really strong.

   So what is this guy hiding?

  Conan stroked his chin, briefly lost in thought.

  The three-person group of temporary workers did not notice the gaze of the elementary school students. At this time, they were still busy exonerating themselves, so as not to be taken away by the troublesome police for questioning.

  Surrounded by a group of policemen and even suspected, Kurosawa and Ma were a little nervous. But when he thought of the camera in his hand, he suddenly regained his confidence.

   This made him couldn't help but glance at Inozuka Saburo: "..." The advice given by this idiot was actually used at a critical moment.

So after Hashimoto Maya finished speaking, Kurosawa and Ma Chao shook the machines in their hands: "I have always had the habit of recording my life on video, and I have also recorded all the stage work this time. These videos should prove that The innocence of the three of us."

  The policemen were stunned: "There is a video?!"

  The simplest and most direct evidence they have rarely encountered in murder cases. If you want to solve a case, you often have to go through some reasoning to find evidence.

Unexpectedly, this time, in this case with many suspects and a tricky case at first glance, there is such a magic weapon as a camera. If they are lucky, they may be able to find the murderer from the images taken by Kurosawa and Ma. Evidence of poison, get off work directly!

   For a while, the policemen looked at the eyes of the trio and couldn't help becoming friendly.

   Fupo Narumi also looked at them a few more times, then nodded, and told the little policeman on the side: "Go and find the projection equipment."

  The police officers were very motivated, and quickly brought the equipment and connected the power supply.

  The shooting image in the background will soon appear on the screen.

  A group of people gathered in front of the screen, watching with bated breath, Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan also shrank behind Jiang Xia, a little nervous, worried that they would see the murderous image of the murderer poisoning him at any time.

  However, gradually, as the video was played, the expressions of a group of people changed. They also looked strangely at the trio of temporary workers.

   "Are you all perverts?" Finally someone couldn't help but ask, "Why are you taking pictures of yourself the whole time?!"

  —What they want to see is obviously the backstage, who wants to see three temporary workers dominating the screen in the camera!