Chapter 1759 1758 [Vodka: Want to go abroad]

Conan felt uncomfortable seeing this arresting radar, and felt that his freedom was restricted. He cleared his throat: "Leave this matter to us. Go back and rest quickly. Children who go out so late will be educated by the police uncle."

Ito Hui snorted: "I should tell you this, you are a little shorter than me!"

Conan was critically hit.

Jiang Xia touched his head with each hand, then withdrew his hands: "It seems that Xiao Hui is indeed taller."

A vein popped out of Conan's forehead, and his fist was hardened.

But because no one could beat him, after a while, he silently let go.

Conan tipped his toes calmly, and said seriously, "We have to investigate as soon as possible, there is no time for small talk!"

Open the back door of the theater building, the corridor is dark. Tamanosuke Ito, who came in just now, did not light up the lamp, only the light from the door brought a glimmer of illumination.

Ito Hui was a little scared: "What are you doing here in the middle of the night, brother, sneaky."

At this time, in the depths of the corridor, there was a sudden clanging sound, and the noisy sound spread far away in the night. Judging from the direction the sound came from, it happened to be the stage over there.

The ominous sound caused the two detectives to rush over quickly. Ito Kei was startled, and hurriedly tried to keep up with her short legs.

Jiang Xia ran along the corridor all the way to the stage, and shone the flashlight down, and saw Tamanosuke Ito lying on the stage.

At first, this new classmate seemed to be struggling to stand up, but when he suddenly found someone approaching, he closed his eyes again and lay still on his stomach. I don't know if I'm really dizzy, or if I'm just indecisive, I just get down and pretend.

Jiang Xia ran over and squatted next to him, stretched out his hand, and found that the situation was fine. The head of the person who looked like Conan was indeed very hard. Tamanosuke Ito was hit on the head and bled a little, but it didn't look serious.

Conan ran a little slower than Jiang Xia. As soon as he got to the stage, he saw Tamanosuke Ito lying motionless on his stomach, and he was shocked.

Just about to come over to mourn this new classmate whom he had just met for a long time, at this moment, Jiang Xia seemed to have noticed something, got up and walked a few steps forward.

Conan was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xia stopped in front of "Naru" in the middle of the stage.

When I hit the flashlight, I saw a person lying in a big hole several meters deep.

It was a woman with short hair, her eyes were wide open, the blood on her head flowed all over the place, and her chest no longer rose or fell.

This is the financial manager of the troupe, who seems to have just died.

In the dead of night, a burst of busy sirens broke the silence, and the police car hurried towards the theater.

In a black vehicle passing by them, Vodka pushed his sunglasses and couldn't help muttering: "It's started again, it's started again! Isn't this kid tired at all?"

"He seems to be enjoying the live broadcast." Gin was too lazy to watch, "Maybe it's because after staying outside for a few days and seeing foreigners whose thinking patterns are completely different from the Japanese, I miss the group in Tokyo. The actors are more obedient, so I can't help but want to have more interactions with them."

Vodka: "..." Huh? Why don't I apply to be transferred abroad for a few years and give myself a halo that is less likely to be disturbed by Uzo?

Wait, it doesn't seem to be the casewhat's the use of being educated, as long as the people who want to harm me are still under the control of Uzo, I will still be attacked...Damn it, do I have to hide in a place where there are no Japanese at all? To escape?

Vodka took a sip of coffee, planning his bleak future sadly.

The police cars roared past, not knowing that they had missed two outlaws. They quickly stopped near the theater building, and then a group of tired policemen came out of the car.

Mu Mu Police Department forgot to change his shoes, stepped on a pair of slippers, and jumped out of the car sleepily. He yawned, with dark circles under his eyes, and came to the theater stage where the crime scene was located.

The venue, which was still very dark just now, has been illuminated by stage lights.

The police got out the person who fell into the Naraku, but the person was really dead.

"The deceased, Ogiwara Isie, was the financial manager and actor of the crew. It seemed that she fell to her death by mistake, but it is not ruled out that someone deliberately pushed her... In other words, what was she doing in the theater building in the middle of the night, and she didn't even turn on the lights? .

Mu Mu Police Department flipped through the documents, remembered something, and looked at Jiang Xia: "During the performance in the afternoon, is this person suspicious?"

Jiang Xia shook her head: "She didn't change clothes, and she didn't use Nairo."

So don't think about such good things as "the murderer returns to the scene to deal with clues after killing someone, stumbles and falls to death, and closes the case quickly".

Megure Police Department sighed: "Could it be the same person who killed her? The vicious murderer..."

When the Mumu Police Department asked the police officers of the forensic department to understand the situation, Jiang Xia glanced across the stage and found that Conan was lying next to a piece of letter paper. The piece of paper fell on the stage floor, facing up, and a few lines of large black characters could be seen on it from a distance.

He then followed the clues in the past, and when he got closer, he saw what was written on the paper:

[IToE

I will expose your true colors!

Waiting on stage at 24:00]

A few simple lines filled a whole sheet of paper. The rough wording and font made the letter look malicious.

Conan subconsciously read the key words: "Stage..."

"...?" Jiang Xia glanced at him: No, isn't the point the "true face" and "IToE"? What's the matter with you, a detective, and you're not a screenwriter. You're obsessed with what you're doing on stage, you're really not doing your job properly.

At this time, Officer Takagi's surprised voice suddenly came from the side: The deceased is holding a piece of letter paper in his hand!

Kacha took a photo, Officer Takagi carefully took the piece of paper out of the dead man's hand, unfolded it for a look, and then handed it to the Mumu Police Department.

Jiang Xia leaned over and took a look, and found that this letter was exactly the same as the letter Conan was reading just now. It should be copied in batches after writing, there is no difference.

Jiang Xia then poked Mu Mu on the shoulder of the police department, and pointed to the ground: "There is a similar letter over there. This invitation letter seems to be sent out in groups."

Mu Mu Police Department was startled, turned to look at the ground, and found that it was true.

He scratched his head in doubt: "Even the recipients are written exactly the same, and they all use 'E' to refer to... Even if it is to deceive a few more people, shouldn't the murderer change the wording? Or is he simply Printed an extra sheet, and then accidentally dropped the extra printed sheet on the spot?"

"Let's collect the clues at the scene first." Jiang Xia glanced at the ambulance going away, "Besides, I remember that Yidong still looks very helpful. When he wakes up and asks him, he will know everything."

(end of this chapter)