Conan’s Guilty Points System

"Who is Tomoko Ikezawa? It's such a big name."

"That's right, let our Miss Yoko wait and play a big game?"

"Miss Yoko, you go to rest first, we will wait until the second half."

"That's right, it's time for us to rest as well."

There were various voices in the auditorium, some scolding Ikezawa Tomoko, and some persuading Okino Yoko to rest...

"Damn it, that woman is actually playing a big role in Miss Yoko's face paint. It's abominable enough."

Mouri Kogoro muttered unhappily to himself.

[No, this is a very important occasion. Don't big stars like to increase their exposure the most? How can it not appear. 】

Conan touched his chin and thought, he vaguely felt that there was something strange in it.

"Heiji, that Tomoko Ikezawa is really a big name." Kazuya was also a little dissatisfied.

"Hmph, I knew that woman would do this, I knew I wouldn't invite her as a guest." Sonoko was indignant.

[Haha, as expected of the daughter of the Suzuki consortium, she disdains big stars. 】

Conan sighed.

"Will she be delayed by anything?" Xiaolan guessed.

"Xiao Lan is right. In a scene like this, in the face of exposure of tens of thousands of people, no star can be indifferent. Either she has something to delay, or her brain is flooded." Pingji said lightly.

"Well, I'll..."

"Wait, I'm here, I'm here."

Ikezawa Tomoko ran up from the stage looking a little flustered, but was greeted with boos.

"Then, the next stage will be handed over to you."

Yoko Okino walked off the stage and went backstage to rest and change clothes.

Looking at Tomoko Ikezawa, Heiji frowned: How come there are so many water stains on her high heels?

In these large stadiums, especially the special toilets for behind-the-scenes personnel, there will be no stagnant water on the ground, let alone puddles.

Shh~~! ! !

Suddenly, there was a burst of boos at the scene, followed by an unpleasant singing voice.

Heiji's brows furrowed even more tightly, the singing was so ugly, it was like a duck drinking water.

"What kind of singing is this, let Miss Yoko come up, get out of here."

"My God, how does this kind of person become a big star, is it an unspoken rule?"

"It's so ugly, so ugly."

There was a riot at the scene, and if they could, they even wanted to throw things on it. It sounds like something, it's worse than killing a pig.

However, none of these phenomena seems to affect Tomoko Ikezawa, she is still singing, all out of tune.

"It's so ugly."

He Ye shoved his head into Heiji's arms suddenly.

Heiji was helpless and could only help her cover her ears. Now he regrets sitting in the first row, he is simply suffering.

Suddenly, a person in charge of this concert ran over and said something in front of Sonoko.

"What?" Sonoko's expression changed: "Block the news immediately and don't let it leak out."

Looking at the back of the person in charge leaving, Xiao Lan couldn't help but look at Sonoko curiously: "Sonoko, what's wrong?"

Sonoko took a deep breath and whispered to Heiji's ear: "Heiji, that Fujie Akiyoshi died in Sister Yoko's dressing room."

Heiji frowned and motioned for He Ye to get up: "Go and have a look."

"Brother Heiji, what happened?" Conan smelled an unusual smell.

"Uncle Maori, let's go backstage together."

Now this place is not the place to talk.

When Heiji and his party came to the backstage, a wave of heat rushed towards them, and Yoko Okino was obviously frightened, and her face turned pale when she sat on the chair.

Heiji motioned for Kazuha to take out the gloves.

"Uncle Maori, let others block this place until the police arrive."

"What? Hattori kid, you ordered me?" Kogoro Mori was upset.

"Dad, what time is it, you're still like this." Xiaolan glared at Kogoro Mouri angrily.

"Understood, I'll go right away."

Mouri Kogoro had no choice but to make arrangements.

When Heiji came to Yoko Okino's dressing room, Conan had already stood there to check.

Fujie Mingyi's body was hung on a straw rope, which was tied to the steel support of the gymnasium. There was a fallen chair on the inside of the locker room, and there was a large pool of blood in his heart.

Heiji touched Fujie Mingyi's heart and frowned slightly: This is water.

Walking into the dressing room, the ground was a little slippery.

"Brother Heiji, it's strange that he has a streak on his neck, as if it was hung by someone." Conan pointed to Fujie Akira's body and said.

Heiji glanced at Conan with a suspicious look: "Little devil, your insight is not weak."

[Oops, this guy Hattori is suspicious. 】

Conan groaned inwardly and turned his head crazily: "Because, because I heard Brother Shinichi say something similar. Haha..."

"Really? It's too one-sided to let you learn less of Kudo's reasoning." Heiji pretended to be serious.

[Haha, **** Hattori. 】

Conan could only laugh.

Chapter 0085 Keywords: Salt and Water