Omnibus: Start by becoming a prop master

MMP in the heart, smile on the surface.

Although he couldn’t wait to slaughter the little ghost in front of him, Director Tsukawa still had to pretend to be amiable and coaxed Xiaoxin:

“Little brother, can you give that book to your uncle.”

Holding the book, Xiao Xin’s big dark eyes looked directly at Tsukawa Curator, shrugged his eyebrows, and said with an expression that saw through the truth:

“Uncle, you want to kidnap me.”

Without waiting for Director Tsukawa to answer, Xiao Xin crossed his hands at his waist and said with a straight face:

“I’m not afraid to tell you that our family still has thirty-two years of unchanged mortgages, uncle, my parents can’t get the ransom.”

Director Tsukawa, already on the verge of crying,

“Little friend, Uncle didn’t want to kidnap you, he just wanted the book in your hand, good boy, you give it to Uncle okay.”

Saying that, he was ready to take the book from the little novice.

“That book, something is wrong.”

Looking at the book that did not have a back on either side of the little novice, and made Tsukawa extremely anxious, Conan’s lenses flashed a cold white light

Just when Director Tsukawa’s fingertips were about to touch the book, Xiao Xin suddenly shrunk back,

“Very suspicious Huo!”

Staring at a pair of big eyes full of innocence, Xiao Xinhu looked at Tsukawa Pavilion Director suspiciously,

“Uncle, what’s in this?”

Still not waiting for Director Tsukawa to answer, Xiao Xin’s thick eyebrows picked, half of his body sideways, and said mysteriously:

“Wouldn’t it be a conch sound.”

“Brush”

Cold sweat couldn’t stop coming out from behind, and Director Tsukawa couldn’t help but take half a step backwards and looked at Xiaoxin’s gaze as if he had seen a ghost.

“This little ghost, how would he know?”

“What to do, do you want to grab it hard.”

“No, you can’t do this, if it causes a bigger riot, I’ll be in trouble.”

Looking at Xiao Xin’s appearance of not eating oil and salt, the anxious and sweaty Tsukawa curator, suddenly moved his eyes, seemed to think of something, his expression suddenly relaxed, and said to Xiao Xin with a smile:

“Little friend, how about uncle exchange this with you. l。 ”

Saying that, Tsukawa took out a swarthy pistol from his back.

The moment he saw the pistol, Xiao Xin suddenly froze,

“Pistol, uncle, you’re trying to kill people.”

Then, without giving Director Tsukawa a chance to react, Xiao Xin had already shouted,

“Kill and kill people, kill people and kill people.”

“Help, someone is going to kill someone, everyone run.”

Xiao Xin’s shouting successfully attracted the people around him.

“What’s going on, I really want to hear a child shouting for help.”

“And the pistol, is it better for us to call the police?”

Seeing that Xiaoxin caused a riot, Director Tsukawa quickly stood up and explained:

“No, no, you misunderstood, it’s just a toy gun, it’s fake.”

Saying that, Tsukawa Pavilion Director raised his arm in a hurry and fired a few shots against the ceiling.

“You see, it’s fake, isn’t it, there are no bullets.”

However, before waiting for the surrounding melon-eating masses to say anything,

Xiao Xin suddenly covered his chest, struggled with a painful face, took a few steps back, and said with a painful expression:

“Uncle, before I die, I still want to… Eat a puff! ”

After speaking,

Xiao Xin “snapped” and fell to the ground, motionless.

The moment Xiao Xin fell, the entire second floor was silent for a few seconds, and then it boiled, “Ah, kill.” ”

“Call the police!”

“Everyone run away, there are people here who want to kill people and kill people.”

Seeing that it caused a riot, Director Tsukawa’s heart attack was about to be committed, and he could only explain it over and over again in vain,

“Wait a minute, wait a minute, I didn’t kill anyone, I really didn’t kill anyone, it’s really just a toy gun.”

However, his distorted face, which was distorted by the pain in his heart, frightened the other people on the second floor to cause even greater riots.

“Run away, he’s coming.”

“Don’t squeeze me.”

Just when everyone was scrambling to escape, bustling to scramble for the elevator.

“Calm down!”

, a huge voice, sounded, also made everyone quiet.

Loudly stopping the riot, Conan rolled the classic dead fish eyes, and explained to the people around him as he walked:

“Although it looks like it is real, whether it is from the metal texture of the appearance or the fire when the gun is fired, this is just a very similar imitation gun.”

Saying that, Conan walked to Xiao Xin’s side, turned Xiao Xin over from the ground with both hands, pointed to Xiao Xin’s chest and said:

“You see, he wasn’t shot.”

Saying that, Conan first reached out and touched Xiaoxin’s nose, and then tried Xiaoxin’s pulse,

“There is still breathing, the pulse is still there, the face is rosy and does not look like heat stroke, how can you suddenly faint?”

Pausing to think for a while, Edogawa Conan frowned and reasoned to himself:

“Before he fell down, I saw him cover his heart, is it because of a heart attack?”

Looking at Xiao Xin again, Conan shook his head and vetoed the inference just now,

“There is no pain on his face, and there is no drooling at the corner of his mouth, which is not in line with the symptoms of heart disease?”

“What’s going on, is it an onset of a disease I don’t recognize?”

Just as Conan pinched his chin, meditating and analyzing all possible causes.

Toru Kazama, who had been playing soy sauce on the edge for a long time, came over, saw Xiao Xin lying on the ground, his face suddenly darkened, and he helplessly asked:

“Hey, Xiaoxin, what are you doing?”

Without raising his head, Xiao Xin replied sullenly: “Play the game of dead people.” ”

“Dang!”

As if hit head-on, Conan did not stand firmly, his feet slipped, and he fell to the ground.

After a while, holding his glasses and getting up from the ground, Conan looked at Xiao Xin speechlessly.

“I…”

At this moment, he suddenly understood a little why Nohara Miyu would use violence against Xiaoxin.

“I was actually deceived, and I was tortured as a five-year-old child.”

At this moment, Conan suddenly felt that he was really stupid and naïve just now.

Unexpectedly, for such a child who played a game of pretending to be dead, crackled and analyzed.

Then, none of them were on point.

The corners of his mouth twitched wildly, and Conan suddenly remembered his mother, who also loved acting and fun.

He doesn’t seem to have suffered such a big loss in his own mother.

The main thing is that Edogawa Conan himself did not expect that a five-year-old child would play such a weird game and have such good acting skills.