Beside him, Kurosawa Kazuma suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and looked at the two people opposite him suspiciously.
However, Maya Hashimoto looked upright, and Saburo Inozuka looked thoughtful. Neither of them seemed to say anything bad about him in their hearts.
At this time, Saburo Inozuka's eyes suddenly lit up and he thought of a way: "You know the driving recorder, right?"
"Nonsense, who doesn't know this?" After Kurosawa finished speaking to Ma, he suddenly understood. He suddenly realized, "Just bring a camera and record our entire trip! It's best to get an old-fashioned one, there's no other way.
Publish the pictures and modify them so that the murderer will have some scruples, and if he wants to frame someone else, he will frame it on others."
The three people looked at each other, nodded slightly, and had an indescribable tacit understanding.
Everything is ready, just escape.
"Right now, the surrounding area is being heavily searched, and it is equally safe here. Wait for two more days, when the police relax their vigilance and the surrounding area is relaxed, and then we will set off. The theater troupe will also start performing at that time."
…
Noon the next day.
Three high school students and a fake elementary school student were wandering around the business district, lamenting the fate of their poor classmate whose whereabouts were unknown.
When checking out, she saw that there was a lottery, and Mao Lilan ran over with the thought that she had come before, and took a draw.
"nail--"
The bell in the clerk's hand rang: "Special prize! Aphrodite tour package, including food, accommodation and travel expenses - congratulations to this lady!"
"Theater package?" Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko were startled, then smiled, "Just now we were thinking that after the accident in Ito's theater troupe, there would be no place for us to rehearse the drama. Unexpectedly, now there is another person who can observe on the spot.
Opportunity—it seems God’s will allows us to put on the most wonderful performance during the campus festival!”
Jiang Xia has a general interest in theater troupes.
But this is the theater group that Mao Lilan was drawn to.
He was in a good mood and walked over to take a look at the ticket handed to Mao Lilan by the staff: "The location is in Hokkaido? It's so far away."
Next to him, Conan touched his chin and hesitated: "But since we decided to participate in the school festival, every time we encountered something related to the theater group, something would happen - not to mention Ito-san's theater group, the theater on the desert island,
Even the catwalks, which are slightly related to the stage, have problems..."
Conan still remembers the "stage" mentioned by the woman in black who gave him the passport, and also remembers Subaru Okiya's extremely frightened look when he heard the word.
Now that the theater group was drawn again, Conan suddenly hesitated.
He first stared at the employees at the lottery booth for a long time, until his eyes were full of questions, and then he lowered his head thoughtfully and searched for news about the Aphradia group on his mobile phone.
The keyword "mystery drama?" Conan was startled and turned the pages faster. Soon, a few lines of words came into view.
"The latest mystery drama "The Murderer in the Mirror" premiered with a brand new script and a senior screenwriter's passion for creating a conspiracy that left the detectives at a loss. Before the film was staged, no one could find out the real murderer lurking in the shadows...
"
The more Conan thought about it, the more he frowned, and finally couldn't help but said: "The guy who wrote this slogan must have looked down on the detective too much. Even for the sake of traffic, he would not say such unfair things.
"But it's really interesting. I wonder if a detective really comes up with the answer to the mystery before they perform the final chapter. Will they be willing to admit defeat and take back this paragraph as it is?"
Jiang Xia listened silently.
Originally, he thought Conan would make some imaginary remarks about "stage" and "theater" that had no basis in fact.
Unexpectedly, Conan's attention went astray while he was talking.
At this time, the mini-detective clenched his fists, and his whole body seemed to be filled with the flames of fighting spirit. Soon, Conan pushed up his glasses and began to search all the previous mystery dramas of the Aphradia team to guess the reason why the other writer set up the puzzle.
Thoughts... As for the stage, he has completely forgotten about it.
Jiang Xia: "..." As expected, for detectives, compared with the puzzle right in front of them, the organization has to step back.
If an organization cadre were thrown over to watch this scene, he might be able to squeeze out a special taste of murderous intent.
However, "Uzuo" is not Jiang Xia's main business after all. Compared with being forgotten, Jiang Xia is more concerned about another thing at this time: looking at Conan's fighting spirit and vitality, this trip should not be
It would be too boring.
It's really exciting.
Thanks to the lottery master Mao Lilan.
…
Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko, two female high school students who love to travel, will certainly not let go of this kind of travel opportunity that comes to their doorstep.
What's more, this time, they had a more serious reason for traveling: to observe and learn, and to prepare for the campus festival.
Conan was wary of this free travel opportunity at first, always worried that there was some terrible conspiracy behind it.
But after seeing the arrogant propaganda words of the Aphrodite group, the detective became the one who was most anxious to start: "Maybe those cases are just coincidences. And it is precisely because they hide secrets that we should go find out.
There may be unexpected gains.”
With these three people gone, Jiang Xia will only want to go more.
So soon, the four high school students packed their luggage and embarked on this short journey to Hokkaido.
…
Hokkaido.
The alien hotel.
It was snowing heavily. Amidst the white scenery that was very typical of Hokkaido, a group of guests dressed in various costumes came to the hotel and entered the hotel expectantly, preparing to attend the banquet before the play started.
The side door about ten meters away.
Three sneaky men in black covered their heads with hats and scarves. Maya Hashimoto glanced at the guests who came in, confused: "Why are they all dressed up like this?"
——The people who came to the theater dinner were obviously a group of Asians. But these guests were dressed in tuxedos, hats, and canes. Some even dyed their hair and beards brown, making it look like a performance
A grand cosplay banquet.
Saburo Inozuka was not surprised: "This time it's a mystery drama. There are many mystery fans and Sherlock Holmes fans here. It's a party anyway, so they just dress up as they like - wouldn't it be better this way?
Well, guys in cosplay costumes are more attractive. In comparison, our mediocre threesome will definitely be able to disappear smoothly."
Maya Hashimoto couldn't help but glance at him: "..." I originally thought he was just a fool without a brain, but I didn't know that this guy was trying to survive and had more countermeasures than himself.
...Maybe we can really escape Uzo this time?
A glimmer of hope gradually arose in Maya Hashimoto's numb heart.
The three of them relied on Saburo Inozuka's connections to find the prop master of the crew, passed the police barrier as temporary workers, and successfully sneaked into the hotel.