"Next, please tune in to the stage play - Tender Love!" presented by Class B of the second grade of high school!
Kuroki Jin applauded in the darkness while feeling embarrassed about the name.
The plot is roughly similar to Sonoko's dictation that day, with slight changes to make the love between the princess and the knight progress more reasonably. While watching the plot reach its climax, Kuroki Jin listened to the people around him chewing ice cubes. p>
"Who are you, the one who has helped me so many times recently?"
"Crunch, crunch..."
"Knight wrapped in black clothes, if you are willing to fulfill this humble wish of my princess, please take off your mask as dark as night and face me with your true face."
"Gulu - crunch, crunch..."
"..."
Kuroki is a little thirsty.
He swallowed subconsciously, looking at the stage but his thoughts were no longer on it. His mind was constantly thinking about various milk teas, thinking about going back to the store to make a cup after the campus festival.
On the stage, a knight dressed in black and wearing a helmet gradually approached Xiaolan, who was dressed as a princess. He did not say the predetermined lines, but just came to the girl step by step.
He slowly opened his arms, but without a doubt he pulled the girl into his arms.
In the front row, Kogoro Mori, who was enjoying his daughter's performance, exploded.
"What are you doing, you brat?" Before he could finish his words, Toyama Heye, who was beside him, covered his mouth and pinned him to a chair, telling him not to disturb the performance on stage again.
But the child sitting next to Uncle Maori, who should have been filled with indignation, had a calm expression on his face, as if he had not seen the scene in front of him.
Looking back, a sneaky man wearing a hat and mask looked at the stage with wide eyes and disbelief.
"Doctor?" Xiaolan was a little flustered as she was held in someone's arms. This was not a rehearsed plot, and she suddenly found that she was not repelled at all by the person in front of her hugging her.
How could it be? Is Shinichi sitting below? She, she obviously likes...
Mao Lilan glanced down, wanting to see Conan's expression, but she caught sight of Sonoko who couldn't play the role of the knight because of a cold.
Yuanzi held a sign in his hand and placed it in an inconspicuous place on his chest. The sign read: [Just keep acting like this].
Huh?!
The director and screenwriter said to continue acting, so as an actor, Mao Lilan had no choice but to continue acting. She opened her eyes slightly so that she could see the mask of the black knight, and then continued with the following lines:
"Could you be, Speight? Are you the prince of Tulangpu Kingdom who was stabbed between the eyebrows by his father and was expelled from the palace long ago?"
"Ah, if you haven't forgotten the oath we made when we were young, please write your proof on my lips!"
The script had been rehearsed a long time ago. Originally, Sonoko was supposed to go onstage in person to kiss her best friend, but because Sonoko had a cold, she could only let the new doctor who had been helping with rehearsals come on stage, so naturally the kiss became a borrowed seat.
The person involved knows about borrowing the seat, but the people below don’t know about it.
Kuroki Ren, who was sitting a few rows back, had no milk tea in his mind and was stunned by the scene in front of him. If he hadn't been a friend of Mao Lilan and also knew Kudo Shinichi, the scene in front of him would be so shocking! Just when he was about to say something to Narumi Asai next to him, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked to his left in horror.
The man who was sitting next to him just now and was squealing all the time threw away the cup in his hand, covering his throat with both hands and saying "Hoo~ho~" unable to make a sound.
"Turn on the lights!" Kuroki Jin shouted. As he shouted, Asai Naomi immediately stood up and came forward as if he realized something. He looked at this person under the light that Kuroki Jin touched his mobile phone and turned on.<
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The man's originally slightly gloomy face was now ferocious, and the hand covering his throat seemed to be strangling him to death. But the moment Asai Shigemi's fingers touched his aorta, he gave up the struggle and collapsed on the chair.
The body should just slide to the ground.
"Ah——!!" The lady sitting next to him, who first asked Kuroki Jin to give up her seat, screamed.
"Potassium cyanide." Asai Narimi made a judgment, then looked up at Kuroki Jin who was holding the man's body to prevent him from falling to the ground, shook his head slightly and said: "I'm not breathing anymore."
No one was paying attention to the climax of the love drama being played on the stage. Everyone's eyes were focused on the only light source in the venue, and then the lights in the venue came on.
Wearing a black trench coat, Kuroki Jin dragged a fallen body. Next to him, there was a man pointing his hand as a sword at the man's aorta. On the other side stood a woman screaming in terror.
Come to think of it, this picture doesn't look harmonious and beautiful.
There was a commotion at the scene. The knight in black who was still hugging the heroine on the stage let go of the person in his arms and subconsciously protected Xiaolan behind him.
Looking at the back of the knight in black, Mao Lilan had a premonition in her heart, a very unrealistic premonition.
Kogoro Mouri had long since broken free from the hand of the person controlling him, ran to the row where the accident occurred, and evacuated the crowd so that everyone could move to the center.
Kuroki Jin kept the posture of helping the person unchanged, and with the help of Moori Kogoro and Asai Narumi, he carefully lowered the person to the ground.
Asai Narumi took out the white gloves he carried with him from his arms, put them on before picking up the cup that fell on the ground, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.
Strange, why not?
"Don't touch anything at the scene." A voice with a strange tone came from behind Asai Narumi. Asai was squatting in front of the body. Hearing this, Asai looked behind him in an awkward posture.
He saw a strange young man covering himself tightly standing behind him, holding down the brim of his hat with one hand to prevent others from seeing his eyes.
Naomi Asai put the things in his hands away and waited for the police to collect them as evidence when they arrived. He stood up and looked up at the person coming.
"Who are you?"
"Introduce yourself." The mysterious man saw not only Asai Narimi, but also Uncle Maori and Mao Lilan who had just come over to say that they had called the police.
"Ahem." The mysterious man was a little nervous and cleared his throat. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by another female voice.
"Heiji? Didn't you say you couldn't come?"
"And... Kazuha?!" The mysterious man jumped on the spot, then turned his head to the side, stumbling and said: "Who, who is Hattori Heiji, I am a high school student detective, Kudo..."
"You're welcome." Childhood sweetheart Toyama Kazuha pulled off Hattori Heiji's hat and dipped his fingers into the white powder that he had applied all over his face.
"What the hell are you doing? You got so much powder on your face. Won't Auntie hit you?"
Hattori Heiji, who had stolen his mother's cosmetics, suddenly became sweaty.
"And your Osaka accent has been exposed a long time ago, okay? And if I ask you, you haven't answered yet. Aren't you unable to speak? Why do you dress up like this, neither a human nor a ghost!"
Hattori Heiji: "..."
Kudo Shinichi, who had been listening silently: "..."