Chapter 2213: Random Script

Monday, September 22, afternoon, Park.

"It means that there are only so many?" Mei Daizi laughed, "I said it earlier, I'm leaving first."

"Wait, wait." Yuanzi stopped Mei Daizi.

Hondo Eisuke said, "I thought it was an interesting script, but I didn't expect it to be only half."

"Any comment? Then you can add it." Yuanzi said angrily.

Huiyuan laughed and said: "So that's the case, I want someone to help finish the writing."

Yuanzi scratched his face in embarrassment, and confessed honestly: "I originally wanted to find Miss Xiangbaoli, a new detective novelist, but she took her parents to go abroad for leisure, and I couldn't get in touch at all."

"Indeed, she has suspended the publication. I heard it will take a month or two." Hondo Yingyou said distressedly.

Yuanzi deliberately said pitifully: "That is to say, counting the selection of performers, memorizing lines, preparing costumes, stage equipment, music, rehearsals, etc., it is impossible to wait for her to come back."

"Well, these novelists are really too capricious." Hui Yuan laughed with a pun.

Conan sent a helpless wry smile, because he knew that it was his father Yusaku Kudo, who ran around the world with Yukiko Kudo, and Dr. Ari's house was almost flooded with letters from fans.

"That's why I said it, please help me think about it." Yuanzi said together, "I really can't think of what to write next."

Haibara teased and said with a teasing smile: "I'm too busy writing about my gorgeous debut, and even arranged a clown detective to contrast with the protagonist, so it's no wonder I dare not write about Mori Kogoro."

Lan nodded, "Indeed, like this, my father will never agree."

Mitsuhiko asked: "But, didn't you say that Mr. Daxia left a death message?"

Yuan Tai asked: "That's right, what exactly is Mr. Daxia's finger referring to?"

"I don't know." Yuanzi laughed dryly.

"What about the murderer?" Ayumi asked.

Yuanzi smiled dryly, "Well, I want Dongtian to be the murderer, and I have also thought about the motive for the murder."

"And didn't you find out? The names of the four suspects happen to include southeast, northwest, and the English alphabet of news is News, which happens to include southeast, northwest, too."

"Isn't this great?" Mei Daizi said, "Just point to the newsprint, newspaper or something, just get it together."

Yuanzi said distressedly: "But, this should be discovered by the murderer."

Mei Daizi laughed and said, "Please, Yuanzi, you are the author. Whatever you set, others will accept it. It's a coincidence that it's all combined."

Hondo Eisuke pondered: "In other words, if there is only one left, it will be easy to handle. That is a news agency, and there are many newsprints and newspapers in it. This is normal. The murderer only thought that the dead refers to him, and did not notice the newsprint. With newspapers, it's entirely possible."

Yuanzi pondered, "Well..."

Conan corrected: "But even if the death information is solved, the murderer cannot be caught, and conclusive evidence is needed."

Huiyuan said angrily: "Actually, the whole incident is unreasonable. After being stabbed in the back, if he was killed on the spot, he should fall on the sofa. If he can still stand up, the murderer will think that he still has the strength to yell. You will give him another knife on the spot, and you won’t let him have a chance to come out at all, you are simply treating other people as if they don’t exist.”

Yamazaki nodded, indeed.

Huiyuan suggested: "It's better not to act in detective dramas, any opera will be fine."

Yuanzi refused straight away, "No, I finally came up with so many ideas."

Lan suggested: "Or, ask my father, maybe he can have some good ideas."

"Then let's go." Mei Daizi agreed with her help, dragged her to the garden and left first.

This matter has nothing to do with her,

She doesn't care whether the script can be completed, she cares about going home early.

...

Soon after, Maori Detective Agency.

When everyone arrived, Mao Li was sitting comfortably behind his desk watching TV, drinking wine and eating side dishes.

That leisurely look made Lan want to beat him up.

"Uncle, please help me." Hondo Eisuke explained the situation,

And when the script explained to the finger pointing, Mao Li interjected while holding a beer: "This is simple, start from the fingertips, use the Amitabha method to sew along the floor, and then end at the box where the North Star beer is placed."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, is that okay?

"Don't you understand?" Maori said triumphantly, "Northern Star Beer, Northern Star, Kitano is the guy who committed the crime, that is to say, Kitano."

"ha……"

Except for Lan, Mei Daizi and the others burst out laughing, and Yuantai and Mitsuhiko simply collapsed on the sofa.

Maori was a little annoyed, "What are you laughing at?"

"Dad." Lan presented the script dumbfounded.

After seeing it, Maori was so ashamed that he wanted to tear up the script.

"Stop it!" Yuanzi snatched back the script, and then teased, "By the way, uncle, you can perform in real life."

"Get out! Who wants to play your role!" Mao Li yelled, but it was him who got out, and he couldn't hold back his face and slipped upstairs.

"Ah, I thought of it." Yuan Tai smiled, "That's it."

"You are too tender, uncle. If the eel in the eel rice is too tender, it will not taste good. Let our young detective team solve this matter."

"Mr. Oshita's finger is not pointing at anything, he is trying to indicate the number 1. The murderer is Higashida Ichiro, and it is you."

"Stop," Sonoko yelled, "Where did Ichiro Higashida come from? Don't allow the name, Higashida is Naoya, Naoya."

Yuan Tai was dissatisfied and said, "Just change the name."

"No way, no way." Yuanzi yelled, "That's too contrived."

Huiyuan slapped him mercilessly, "You're as bad as the southeast and the north."

"Ah, I thought of it." Ayumi smiled, "That's it."

"Mr. Oshita's finger is not pointing at anything, he is trying to indicate the number 1, the number one, the number one in the southeast and northwest, which means east, so the murderer is Mr. Higashida Naoya."

Conan praised: "This is not bad."

"Amazing, Ayumi." Lan Zan said.

"It's okay." Ayumi said modestly, looking very proud.

Haibara smiled and said, "This is indeed true."

Hondo Yingyou said with a smile: "Then, in this case, I think we can change the names of other people, so that it will be more concealed, and people will not see through it at the first time."

"Is that so?" Sonoko pondered.

Lan smiled and said, "Very well, then the evidence is left."

"Ah," Mitsuhiko said with a smile, "I think it can actually be like this."

Mitsuhiko told a story about an alien, Higashida Naoya was captured by the aliens after the murder, the alien came back in the form of Higashida Naoya, and used magical superpowers to save the seriously injured Oshita Takeo , and then washed away his memory, that is, nothing happened.

Yuanzi said angrily, "No, absolutely not!"

Lan laughed and said, "I think it's quite interesting, it's a drama anyway."

Yuanzi emphasized: "No, this is a detective drama, a detective drama."

"Just find any evidence," Mei Daizi waved her hand feebly, "Bloodstains, fingerprints, footprints, whatever."

"Yes," Hondo Eisuke said with a smile, "isn't he eating pizza? It means that his fingers touched something belonging to Mr. Higashida Naoya, such as clothes buttons or watch straps, and left behind oily fingerprints."

Yuanzi vetoed: "No, no, no, how could the murderer have been touched by the deceased after going to the scene and didn't know how to clean it up? The murderer's IQ is too low."

"It could be a nail scratch." Conan suggested, "Although it's very slight, it's enough for testing."

Huiyuan nodded and said: "Indeed, if the murderer's blood is in the nails of the deceased and the murderer has scars on his body, that is enough to explain the problem."

"Then let's do this." Lan demonstrated, "After being assassinated, the deceased returned his hand and grabbed the murderer's hand, but failed to catch it, but the nail of the middle finger scratched the murderer's wrist that was pulling away."

"Hmm..." Sonoko thought for a while, "It seems to be no problem."

"Okay, the script is solved, I will withdraw first."

"See you tomorrow."

Mei Daizi and Yamazaki greeted everyone and went back. Hondo Eiyu didn't go, there was class tomorrow, so there was no need to go to Mei Dai Restaurant to work.

"Okay," Yuanzi got up and stretched, "Lan, then I'll go back too."

"Well, be careful on the road." Lan said. .

Genta, Ayumi, and Mitsuhiko looked at each other and laughed flatteringly, "Sister Sonoko..."

"Why, suddenly this expression, the mouth is still so sweet, it must be," Yuanzi smiled teasingly, "Could it be that you want me to invite you to dinner?"

"Hey." Sanxiao nodded with a dry smile, the meaning was very obvious.

"Okay, see where you can help, let's go to the buffet."

"marvelous."

"You can come to my hall, anyway, you're fine."

"Okay, thank you then."

"Lan, calling your old man here is an apology for his identity."

"Then it's disrespectful." Lan went upstairs to call Mao Li.

Sonoko smiled and asked Huiyuan: "And Dr. A Li, how about it, do you want him to come?"

Huiyuan nodded and said, "That's fine, so I don't have to go back and help him cook dinner."

Conan smiled and said, "I'll call him, the doctor must be very happy."

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