The anesthetic needle began to take effect, and Mouri Kogoro immediately began to feel sleepy. In less than a second, he fell asleep on the table.
Not far away, Shiraiji glanced at it and then looked around. No one noticed the movement here. Seeing Conan busy posing for the unconscious Mouri Kogoro, Shiraijiu thought again
I noticed something that I should have noticed but didn’t notice at all before——
Originally, Kogoro Mouri would snore when he fell asleep, but Kogoro Moori, who was stunned by the anesthesia needle, would not snore too loudly no matter how ridiculous his sleeping position was.
That's outrageous.
Over there, after Conan arranged Mouri Kogoro's position, he hid behind his chair and adjusted his bow-tie voice changer. Halfway through the adjustment, he was hit in the face by a ball of shredded paper.
Conan raised his head blankly and looked in the direction where the shredded paper was thrown, and saw Shiraijiu pointing at his wrist expressionlessly.
wrist?
Conan's eyes naturally looked at Shiraijiu's wrist.
On the pale and slender wrist is a thin rope, connected to the pink rabbit balloon on the upper right side of Shiraijiu.
Rabbit Balloon…
That’s right! Rabbit balloons!
Conan quickly looked behind him, and sure enough he saw his rabbit balloon floating high above his head, and also on the head of Mouri Kogoro.
Gan! What a risk!
Conan quickly pulled down the rabbit balloon and stuffed it under the chair.
Over there, after Conan's "reminder", Sasai Nobuichi checked all his things, looked guiltily at Henggou who had been following him, and made an unexpected expression: "Eh? That's so strange. I
I really wish I didn’t lose anything... Haha, maybe I didn’t bring anything valuable to begin with..."
Henggou narrowed his eyes and looked at Sasai Nobuichi, not believing a word he said.
At this moment, a man's voice sounded: "Mr. Imtake!!!"
Everyone, including Conan, who had already adjusted his voice changer and was about to start the Mori Kogoro Sleeping Mystery Show, was startled and turned their heads.
But they saw a short and fat man standing outside the door, looking at the situation inside the door in disbelief, and then ran to the body, looking at the body, showing extra sadness.
Henggou frowned and walked over: "Who are you? What is your relationship with the deceased?"
He believed that his colleagues who were intercepting outside would not let in irrelevant personnel.
Sure enough, the pudgy young man turned his head and replied while wiping away tears: "I am Yamada, the editor-in-chief of the editorial department of the monthly magazine "Literary Times". I rushed here as soon as I heard the bad news..."
As he spoke, Yamada became even more sad. Looking at the corpse, his voice choked up: "I didn't expect...how could it be like this..."
At this time, when he saw Yamada's arrival, Sasai Nobuichi, who was still a little guilty, felt like he had been given a shot of chicken blood. He came over and actively and loudly explained to Officer Henggou: "Imatake is here
"Literary Times" serialized a work called "Legend of Swordsman", and Mr. Yamada was Imtake's editor-in-chief."
Attracted by the voice, Yamada raised his head and looked at Sasai Nobuichi, a little surprised: "Ah, could you be Mr. Sasai?"
Sasai Nobuichi showed a polite and decent smile: "Yes."
"Then why are you here..."
"Alas! It was originally to congratulate Jinzhu for winning this award, so I came all the way to celebrate with him... I didn't expect that this happened..."
Although he said regret in his mouth, there was no trace of regret on Sasai's expression. He spoke in an official tone, and without even saying more, he started to shift his attention and pretended to suddenly think of it and said: "By the way,
Imtake once mentioned that the deadline for "Legend of Swordsman" was approaching, but he didn't move a word..."
Shiraijiu:……
This murderer...is his acting skills too poor? The people with the lowest IQs here have already fallen asleep, and everyone who is awake has bright eyes. If he insists on performing here, they really won't be able to see this little trick.
?
Thinking of this, Shiraijiu's thinking got stuck.
Emmmmm... If it were Conan, with the protagonist's aura shining brightly, the people around him would be as smart as Gin, and they would probably be blinded...
Sure enough, Editor-in-Chief Yamada over there panicked after being reminded by Sasai: "Ah! Tomorrow is Mr. Imado's deadline! It's over... It's too late to ask other writers now!"
Yamada was going crazy, "It's just a temporary thing, where can I find a backup for my work..."
"Hey~" Sasai Nobuichi was listening to the side, with a look of "Okay, no way, I'll just help you." He could hardly hide his proud smile, turned around and rummaged through his luggage.
, took out his own manuscript: "What do you think of this manuscript?"
Henggou:?!!
Could this person be too arrogant? This raises doubts?!
Conan couldn't stand it any longer. He pointed at his voice changer and coughed heavily in the voice of Mouri Kogoro, attracting everyone's attention to Mouri Kogoro.
"Mr. Sasai, you happen to have a manuscript that can be published in a magazine. Isn't it too much of a coincidence?"
"Ah, it's not a coincidence." Sasai Nobuichi smiled, "This is a work I made earlier. I brought it here to ask Imtake for advice... I took it because Mr. Yamada was in urgent need of useful manuscripts.
It came out. But if I want to replace Imtake's work, I don't know if it is qualified..."
"It doesn't matter!" Editor-in-chief Yamada comforted Sasai Nobuichi while looking at the contents of the manuscript: "You have practiced writing with Mr. Imtake, and we are absolutely confident in your work! And when we decided to serialize Mr. Imtake's work,
, your name is also among the candidates!"
"But... this is the continuation of a novel~"
"Ah... if it's convenient for you, can you continue to serialize this work in this magazine in the future?" Yamada seemed a little reluctant, but since he now had something to ask for, he just followed Sasai Nobuchi's words.
.
"Hmm~ It's really nerve-wracking~ I have other jobs now~"
"Please help me anyway..."
"Okay! I'll do my best for the sake of dead Jin Zhu!"
"Thank you so much!" Yamada breathed a sigh of relief. In order to prevent Sasai Nobuichi from going back on his word, and also because of the temporary change of serial author, the workload on the publishing house has increased, so even though poor Mr. Imado is dead now
However, Editor Yamada left the scene immediately, "Then I will take your manuscript back to the company first..."
Editor-in-chief Yamada came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
After solving his future career problem, as if he had grasped the future, Sasai Nobuichi looked like he was sure of victory: "Hey! Mr. Police! It's time to build a house and I go back, right?"
"You just heard our conversation, so I have to go home and write a manuscript quickly, so that I can do something for Imaki who was unfortunately killed~"
