"Forget it, I'll go ask the security team later. If it doesn't work, I can still adjust the monitoring."
Conan did not dwell on the small mistakes of the past: "Let's focus on catching Kidd first... But then again, isn't his target this time, the 'Stone of Destiny', right on the finger of Miss Makuri? But Kidd
Why didn't De go to the stage and run to the top floor instead?"
Jiang Xia thought for a moment and raised his hand to point to the rooftop: "Then you have to ask him himself - he must be on the rooftop now. Let's go and take a look."
Conan nodded, he indeed thought so too: According to experience, every time Kidd, the phantom thief, takes action, he must stand in the wind for a while at the highest point nearby, otherwise the action steps will seem incomplete... It seems weird.
ceremony.
"I'll go out from the south gate, and you look for me from the north." After Conan finished speaking, he thought of something and looked at Jiang Xia warily, "Don't let your guard down tonight. You must catch the person. I have something important to ask him!"
Jiang Xia looked trustworthy and nodded: "As long as I see it, I will catch it."
...Of course, whether you can catch it or not is another matter. Anyway, I tried it.
After all, as the true boss of "Uzo", it seems that he shouldn't help Conan get information about himself from Kidd.
What's more, Kidd himself has a troublesome organization to deal with, and he doesn't know much about the black organization.
"'Wuzuo's popularity among the red side seems to be a little bit behind." Jiang Xia sighed and muttered in his heart, "It needs to be improved in the future."
…
The two detectives reached an agreement and quickly ran in different directions to the rooftop.
Conan pushed open the heavy iron door of the rooftop and looked down at his watch.
Seeing the minute and second hands clearly, he was silent for a moment: before the performance started, he specifically asked about the start and end times. But now, there is less than one minute left until the end of the performance.
Is this time really enough for a person to descend from such a high penthouse to the stage and take away the ring on the Queen's finger?
Will Kidd really waste time doing his poses in the wind on the rooftop like he did before?
…
Inside the building, on the stage where countless spectators are watching.
The drama performance was still going on. At this time, Napoleon and his queen had been crowned. The two of them walked to the center of the stage, dragging their gorgeous palace clothes, facing the audience.
Napoleon took a step forward, raised his hands, and uttered the final words sonorously: "All the glory, victory, and future in this world will belong to me!"
Makiri, dressed as a queen, clasped her hands on her chest, and the sapphire ring "Stone of Destiny" on her hand reflected the light. She also said loudly: "It is also something that belongs to us!"
As the last line ended, the heavy curtain slowly fell, amidst a round of applause, completely cutting off the line of sight between the stage and the audience.
The lights above the stage were turned on, and the bright light fell on Maki Shuri's fingers, reflecting the blue "Stone of Destiny" beautifully.
After finally finishing a long drama, Maki Shuli moved his shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief.
Next to her, "Napoleon" looked down at the ring on her hand.
Behind the two people, among the extras, a priest with a mustache raised his head silently.
The Zhongshan Police Department looked at the back of "Napoleon" and showed a sneer as if he had a chance to win, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He suddenly looked at the other extras and waved his hand: "Now, catch Kidd! 'Napoleon' is him!"
"yes!"
Several police officers who had come from afar lifted up their costumes, revealing their smart attire. They rushed forward and began to skillfully fold Napoleon, throwing "Napoleon" to the ground and holding him down firmly.
"What are you doing? What are you doing??" "Napoleon" was stunned. The crown on his head also fell to the ground, and Gululu rolled away.
The Zhongsen Police Department looked at this delightful scene with their hands on their hips. They did not expect that things went so smoothly: "Haha, you are careless, Kidd!"
"Kidd? How could I be Kidd!" "Napoleon" shouted injustice, "You have recognized the wrong person!"
The Zhongsen Police Department took two steps forward and stretched out a black hand toward his face: "Humph, you really don't shed tears until you see the coffin."
As he spoke, he grabbed "Napoleon's" face with both hands and pulled hard on both sides.
"It hurts, it hurts -!!" "Napoleon" was almost in tears, but his square face showed no signs of falling off.
Nakamori Police Department: "...?"
He pulled at it again in disbelief, but still couldn't tear off the imaginary disguise.
The Kidd professional who had never been able to catch Kidd was stunned: "Aren't you Kidd?"
"I already told you I'm not!"
The Zhongsen Police Department scratched his head and tugged twice more in disbelief: "It's not Kidd, then why did you look at that ring just now?"
"Napoleon" started to flutter: "Its reflection hit me right in the face. I saw a bright light in my peripheral vision, so I turned around and looked, isn't this okay?"
Mushuli, who was standing next to him, looked at this rough scene and silently took two steps away while holding up his skirt: "..." It's too barbaric. These policemen are really scary.
Speaking of which...
Maki Shuli suddenly remembered something, turned to look at the assistant who came to put clothes on her, and asked in a low voice: "Where is the little detective I hired to protect the ring?"
The assistant was startled and tried to think back: "I remember Jiang Xia was always at the side door, but not long before the performance ended, his classmates suddenly left in a hurry. Not long after, Jiang Xia also followed out - since Kidd didn't do what the police officer said
In that way, if Jiang Xia appeared on the stage at the end of the performance, he might have gotten other clues and gone to catch the Phantom Thief elsewhere."
Her analysis was quite detailed, but her only audience was obviously not interested in these trivial matters.
Maki Shuli straightened the queen's crown on her head and frowned: "Go and get him back. Just now on the stage, there was really no way to get close, but now that the performance is over, shouldn't he come to me for this ring?"
Personal protection? Since you have received the commission fee, you should be more dedicated."
The content of her words did not match her usual image of a generous and elegant senior.
However, the assistant was obviously accustomed to the changes in Maki Shuli's front and behind the scenes. She nodded and planned to follow the order to find the detective who had disappeared somewhere.
"That's right." Mushuli stopped her again, "Be gentle and don't speak too bluntly - just say I'm scared and need him by my side."
Mu Shuli is beautiful and rich, and has a certain status in the entertainment industry. She usually lacks for everything.
Therefore, in her opinion, a lover who only relies on money and power will be dry to use and will soon lose its flavor - so it is best to get along with her, and the lover will be fascinated by her and take the initiative to stick to her.
Around me, this process can be regarded as a bit of the fun of raising a lover.
