Conan: Peppermint Beluga

The flight arrived in New York smoothly. Matsuda, wearing a black peaked cap, threw the heavy anatomy book directly into the trash can at the airport, and then took out his mobile phone to dial the number that he didn't really want to contact.

What surprised Matsuda was... the phone was actually turned off.

He frowned and looked at the unread messages on his phone, feeling speechless.

[Belmode: There are a few things that need to be dealt with. The code number 57 of the airport locker is 948547, and the gift is inside. ]

[Belmode: See you later, PORTO~]

As expected, she is the most unreliable person in the organization, and she can't even take gin.

Matsuda sighed, thinking that he was still his nominal son, giving him an even more headache.

"Matsuda-san, please stop!"

After a pause, Matsuda turned to look at the person who came.

The green hooded sweater was layered with a light blue denim jacket. Unexpectedly, the detective changed his clothes on purpose.

Also, the climates of New York and Tokyo are not the same.

"Is something wrong?"

"Tell me, how did you find out who the murderer was?" Kudo Shinichi was so concerned about this that he didn't feel a sense of accomplishment after solving the case. Don't want to be involved in case reasoning.

"Shinichi... You really are, can you be more polite? I'm sorry, Mr. Assuda, he is a bit sloppy in this regard." Mao Lilan looked at Kudo speechlessly, every time he encountered a problem with reasoning, this guy would Completely disregarding the feelings of others.

Matsuda took back the phone, and the indifferent expression made Mao Lilan think that Mr. Matsuda was not a good person.

"The sixth suspect and the flight attendant gave wrong testimony, and I saw the gentleman sleeping with a blindfold and a blanket. It's very simple to follow the reasoning."

With super keen insight and reasoning ability, Kudo Shinichi had an excited expression on his face and couldn't help asking: "You should also like reasoning, right? Do you like Sherlock Holmes?"

Mao Lilan covered her face, Xinyi started to get sick again.

"Well, I like Sherlock Holmes very much. His characters are very full by Conan Doyle." Matsuda dragged the black suitcase and turned around to leave, and said indifferently, "Goodbye by fate, Kudo."

Kudo Shinichi looked at the back, and always felt that they would meet again in the future, Matsuda Yoichi? I remember the name.

Seeing that Kudo was still staring at other people's backs in a daze, Mao Lilan couldn't help kicking his buttocks, "Don't look! Your mother has been waiting in the parking lot for almost ten minutes!"

He was obviously looking forward to coming to the United States to play, but the case happened as soon as he got on the plane, and his good mood was almost gone—it must be Xinyi who has always admired Sherlock Holmes, so this kind of thing happened, this big idiot!

"Ouch... Xiaolan, wait for me."

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Matsuda came to the airport locker, found locker No. 57 and entered the password, only to find that there was only one ticket in it.

I didn't expect it to be a musical, so boring.

However, this thing can pass the time, but it is not unacceptable.

Matsuda took the ticket and was about to see it, but he didn't know that a lady who put pigeons was about to "role play".

After taking a taxi to the hotel to put down his luggage, Matsuda rented a motorcycle and rode to the theater to find that there was a queue at the entrance to check tickets. He took out his tickets and found his seat. It's...the unicorn haircut that's too obvious.

I'm really lucky, how did I meet them again.

Matsuda leaned back and took out a two-piece mask and hat from his clothes. The uncle beside him looked curious, can he still see clearly when he is dressed like this?

When the musical began, Matsuda had an expression of disinterest, drooping his eyelids, and even felt that this thing was hypnotic. He had the same idea as Kudo Shinichi, who was sitting in the front row. He did not understand that this kind of thing originated from Greek mythology. An adapted love story, what a good look.

"Unfortunately, there is a wood next to me that I don't understand at all." Yukiko Kudo rolled her eyes, and this unsatisfactory son of hers really doesn't understand the word "emotion".

"What's so good about this kind of thing? It's just a love story adapted from the myth of the Golden Apple. It's boring to know the ending." Shinichi Kudo muttered while holding his chin up with the eyes of a dead fish.

Matsuda raised his brows slightly, it was rare to see the same as the detective hero. I really don't know why Belmod gave him this kind of ticket, did he want him to sleep in the theater?

"You are talking about Greek mythology. The content of this musical is different." Yukiko Kudo said with a smile, "You know the identity of that poor noble boy, I'm sure you will be surprised!"

Oh? Is there a reversal?

Matsuda looked at the stage, and when he saw that the blond actor suddenly changed into a pure white costume, with huge white wings hanging behind him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching under the mask.

Is this the so-called inversion? As expected of New York, I really like hodgepodge, the screenwriter's brain hole is really good enough.

A large amount of dry ice smoke suddenly emanated from the stage. Matsuda leaned on the seat and took off his mask to breathe. Most of the next content was that the blond man hung Weiya in midair and said some boring lines.

"It's boring, eh? That's..."

A red laser appeared in the smoke, this is... infrared laser aiming?

呲!呲呲!

The sound of a silenced pistol?

Among the expectant audience, Matsuda glanced at Kudo Shinichi, who was in front of him with complicated eyes. This guy really has the attributes of attracting cases. He just encountered a murder case on a plane, and now he can encounter it in musicals.

Outrageous.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and the blond actor hung in the air by Weiya lowered his head, and a blood-red rose bloomed on the pure white clothes, which was coquettish and eye-catching.

"what-"

After the audience at the scene and the actors on the stage reacted, they screamed one after another, and the auditorium suddenly became a mess.

Kudo Shinichi didn't expect such a thing to happen, so he stood up and shouted, "Mom, look after Xiaolan for me!"

"Hey? New sauce!"

Seeing Kudo leave, Matsuda got up and walked to the stage. It wasn't that he was nosy, he just wanted to see if the detective could solve the case... The woman didn't come to him now, so it's good to find something to pass the time.

He lowered the brim of his hat and stared at the dead blond actor. There were burn marks under the left collarbone. A shot in the chest was fatal injuries, and there was—

Oh?

The blood on the right palm actually showed signs of being worn away.

Matsuda carefully observed the clothes of the corpse. Except for the blood stained on the chest, everything else was clean. It seemed that he had come into contact with the murderer before he died.

At that time, the infrared rays were slanted down from the second floor, but if you think about it differently, shooting from the bottom up from the stage, the same infrared rays can also be created.

If I remember correctly, the most likely person who can complete this series of operations is... Matsuda's eyes fell on the blonde actress with a sad expression on her face. She should be right.

So... Detective, have you thought of it?

Matsuda walked off the stage with one hand in his pocket and sat in the first row, waiting for the police to arrive.

The New York police officer who was dispatched this time was a squinting and honest-looking man named Ladishu Raywood. He put on white gloves and squatted in front of the corpse, frowning: "How could this be? The person who was shot couldn't be Keith, right?"

"Captain, do you know him?"

"Well, because my wife is his big fan. How is the situation now?"

"The other actors were on standby backstage. As for the audience, they all left immediately. There was only one bullet in the chest, and after it was shot through the chest, it got stuck on the wings on the back."

"According to the angle of the bullet, the murderer should have shot the murderer from a 40-degree angle from above."

After listening to the assistant's analysis, Radixu frowned and said, "Is it a 40-degree angle?"

"Of course, because the murderer shot the killer from the hall on the second floor, or aimed at it with a silenced pistol equipped with an infrared sight."

When Ladishu saw the person who came, he immediately smiled and said, "Isn't this Yukiko? Why are you here?"

Yukiko Kudo said with a smile, "I also came to see the show, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing."

After that, Yukiko began to tell what she had seen about the incident, and even started to discuss the case with Officer Ladisius.

Matsuda listened with great interest. UU reading www.uukanshu.com noticed that Kudo Shinichi was squatting beside the corpse to observe. He adjusted his sitting position, expecting him to deduce something.

After examining the body, Kudo Shinichi frowned. He had a general direction in his mind, but he couldn't confirm who the murderer was and the method she used... He looked up and noticed Matsuda who was sitting in the first row. He was slightly startled, stood up and shouted. : "Why are you here?!"

Matsuda stood up, strode to the stage, put his pocket in his pocket and looked at Kudo, and said indifferently, "Watching musicals is the same as you."

Kudo Shinichi ran to Matsuda's side, and then he noticed that the boy who looked almost like him was actually half a head taller than him. He had to tiptoe to his ear and whispered, "Hey...you have Do you see anything? I can only confirm that the murderer is one of the four actresses. I went to confirm the situation on the second floor just now. There is a shell but it should have been prepared by the murderer."

"Why do you think so?"

"The shell has no temperature, so obviously it couldn't have just been shot."

After hearing this, Matsuda patted Kudo Shinichi's shoulder and said calmly, "Go backstage and meet those actresses. You go first, and I'll buy a can of Coke."

"OK."

Yukiko Kudo and Maurilan came over. The former was curious about who this handsome young man was, while the latter wondered why Shinichi was chatting with him.

"Shinichi, what did you and Matsuda-san talk about?"

"Oh... It's time to discuss the case. His reasoning ability is also very strong. I lost to him before. I don't want to lose this time. I must solve the case before him!" Kudo Shinichi said confidently.

Mao Lilan said in confusion, "Do you trust Matsuda-san so much?"

"Of course! People who like Sherlock Holmes can't have bad people!"

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