Conan: Someone is always trying to murder me

"Everyone, what I want to introduce next is today's most important guest, our country's national treasure-level Japanese painting master, Kisaragi Fengshui..."

"Snapped!"

The lights were turned on, and with a soft "pop" sound, when the warm yellow light was projected back on the banquet hall, Chrissy Wynyard's crisp voice on the podium also stopped abruptly in an instant.

It's not like the script! (This is different from the script!)

With a faint smile on his face, Belmode said something inwardly, turning his head to look at the curtain behind him.

Because she heard the soft sound of the curtain opening behind her, which made her feel a little curious.

You know, if according to the original plan, after the lights are turned off in the venue, she should wait until she finishes the introduction, and the screen portrait that falls down from the floor-to-ceiling window on her right will be correct.

"Well, this is it!?"

The host's strange behavior made the guests in the audience feel that something was wrong. They all focused their attention and looked forward to what would happen after the curtain opened.

The stage curtain gradually opened, a ray of light shot out from the curtain, and a painting of Mount Fuji dripping with ink was hung on the wall. The mountains in the painting seemed real, with the peaks surrounded by white clouds and snow-capped mountains, but the foot of the mountain was full of green.

This Mount Fuji painting is completely opposite to Kisaragi Hosui's previous paintings. The color is bright, the painting work is exquisite, the brush is slender, round and smooth, and the brush tip is tough. The combination of white and green exudes a strong "spring and snow" the breath.

This is indeed a national treasure-level painting of the island. If it were normal, the guests in the banquet hall would definitely not be stingy with their words of praise. Some of the guests who are not short of money may even be planning the dinner in their hearts. Later, how to discuss the purchase of this painting with Mio Tokiwa.

Of course, the premise of all this is that Tokiwa Mio was not hung on the painting. She was kicking her feet around, her face was pale, her body was struggling desperately, her mouth was open and she was whimpering, but she couldn't scream. She looked very scary. .

But after the lights were turned on, her already desperate eyes began to shine with blazing light.

"Hiss~~"

"Ahhhh!!"

"This, what's going on~~"

Accompanied by the piercing screams of the female guests, the entire banquet hall suddenly became a mess.

"Put it down, put Tokiwa down quickly!"

Mouri Kogoro, who had just asked Chi Nami Sawaguchi to turn on the light, couldn't help but yelled when he saw Chi Nami Sawaguchi still at a loss.

"Hi!"

Sawaguchi Chi Nami finally came back to her senses, and quickly turned around to operate the elevator behind her, while Tokiwa Mio also slowly landed.

Only then did Mouri Kogoro carefully step forward and hug Mio Tokiwa down.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

There were bouts of violent coughing, and her heart was pounding. Mio Tokiwa felt as if she was about to die. She was scared, very scared. Even if she was held by Mouri Kogoro, her body was still violent. Trembling, his fingers pointed at Ruyue Fengshui.

"It's really you!!!"╰_╯

Seeing this, Mouri Kogoro was furious, not knowing what Tokiwa Mio meant.

Kisaragi Fengshui's expression changed slightly, and he wanted to defend himself, but Mio Tokiwa was not dead. No matter how he tried to defend himself, what happened just now would not make up for it.

"...Looking at your tone, you seem to have guessed me? You are indeed a detective..."

Ruyue Fengshui was silent for a while, and did not choose to deny or hide it, so he admitted it directly, but his tone was obviously unwilling.

He knew that what he did was wrong and a crime, but the anger in his chest still made him do all this. Until this moment, he felt unwilling to be unable to solve Mio Tokiwa, the first target of revenge.

Even though he had already made up his mind to kill Tokiwa Mio and commit suicide, he brought poison specially for this!

pity.....

"Well, of course, hahahaha~"

Mouri Kogoro subconsciously glanced at Kishida off the court, and saw him shrugging his shoulders indifferently, and then unceremoniously sticking out his tongue and shaking it, his image was completely lost!

Kishida boy is quite good~~(????)

"Mr. Ruyue Fengshui, it's really you, why?"

Kazama Hidehiko asked in disbelief.

"snort!"

Kisaragi Fengshui snorted coldly, did not answer directly, and looked at Mio Tokiwa with cold eyes.

"Teacher, ahem, are you because, ahem... I bought your painting and then sold it at a high price..."

Mio Tokiwa panted heavily, and slowly stood up with the help of Mouri Kogoro. However, before she could finish her words, she was interrupted angrily by Kisaragi Hosui:

"I won't kill someone just because of something like this!!"

"That's why..."

"Probably because the twin-tower skyscrapers you built obscured his view of the studio where he was creating paintings."

Conan, who didn't know when he went up to the podium, put his hands in his pockets and explained in a faint tone.

"impossible!!"

Before Kisaragi Hosui could reply, Tokiwa Mio shook her head and denied it.

Obviously, the "murder motive" mentioned by Conan made her feel very outrageous. She would rather believe that she had offended her by selling her teacher's paintings at a high price.

However, what made her even more unbelievable was that Ruyue Fengshui fell silent and slowly closed his eyes under Conan's gaze.

"This, how is this possible!?" =????=????(?????|||)

Mio Tokiwa's eyes were dull and unbelievable.

Not only her, but all the guests at the banquet hall were speechless.

What kind of motive is this for the murder? !

"...Another kind of perfectionist..."

Hidehiko Kazama was silent for a while, and then he suddenly felt something.

He was probably thinking of his teacher, fellow artist Teiji Moritani.

"This is probably because all talented artists are paranoid..."

Akemi sighed softly and whispered into Kishida's ear.

"Maybe, this may be the fate of these artists in this world, just like the presidents of this world also have their fate?"

Putting down the cell phone that he had just sent the text message, Kishida answered uncertainly.

"What do you mean?" Mingmei was stunned.

"One plays the murderer and the other plays the deceased."

Kishida complained with a chuckle.

"Bah, bah, crow's mouth! Aren't you the president yourself?"

Mingmei gave him a light hammer and saw the smile in his eyes. She understood something in an instant and said thoughtfully:

"Is there any good news over there?"

"Well, after Takagi sent the photos to the Metropolitan Police Department, they have carefully checked the background of these people. Their files do have traces of forgery. Moreover, the one found in the toilet was actually just a Ordinary liquid."

"Huh, that's good. Ha, their efficiency is quite fast this time~" Mingmei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ha, yes, I thought they would only bow and apologize when something happens. But after all, it is the power of a country. It is normal to find out a few people, otherwise they will really lose their face, oh, Even though they didn’t have any in the first place…”

Kishida curled his lips, his tone slightly scornful.

"You, you~"

Mingmei, who had already seen how powerful her junior's mouth was, shook her head in amusement, but was unable to refute.

After all, there seems to be nothing wrong with what the junior said, they are all facts...

"Anyway, now we just wait for the police to come and clear the area."

Kishida glanced at Fujimoto Hiroshi and Fujioka without any trace, and found that these two guys were still standing there watching the show as if nothing had happened, looking unfazed.

"Weird..." Kishida was suddenly startled.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that while Fujioka was watching the "good show", his two pairs of big hands were also scratching each other non-stop.

Is it to act out the virus? So that you can remove yourself from being a suspect?

But isn't that thing in the women's bathroom? There's no way he went to the women's room, right? So, which woman had intimate contact with him?

Kishida glanced at the female staff member again and found that she had no signs of the "virus".

Did someone here show signs just now?

"What's wrong?" Mingmei noticed something strange about him and asked curiously.

"That's it..."

Later, Kishida told her what he had discovered.

"Well, is it normal for everyone to shake hands when meeting on such occasions? Maybe he was deliberately infected by that unfortunate woman?" Mingmei thought for a moment and guessed.

"Uh, yes, maybe I'm sensitive." Kishida thought about it and felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

"Haha, when the police deal with these people, we will be safe." Mingmei said happily.

As for Hitomi Hirokawa, she was fully confident that as long as she was always on guard against her, this girl would not be a threat to them at all.

A few minutes later, the police finally came, but what made Fujioka feel strange was that although they were just here to arrest a confessed murderer, the number of police officers was unexpectedly much larger, which made him feel something was wrong.

"Heh, interesting."

Belmod seemed to see something and chuckled inwardly. His eyes fell on Kishida and stayed there for a few seconds. Then she glanced at Xiaolan next to Kishida, and stayed on Xiaolan's face for a few more seconds. Her eyes flickered, and she seemed to be weighing something.

"Angel..."

Muttering unconsciously, Belmode, who had already made up his mind, put his hand in his trouser pocket and began tapping his fingers briskly inside.

Then she edited the last text message and sent it out...

"There is an emergency and the operation must be terminated!"

On the other side, Gin, who had just flown halfway through the helicopter, received this text message inexplicably.

(???)? ? ?

What the hell is that woman doing?

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PS: I suddenly discovered Angel Angle, and then thinking about the horns on Xiaolan’s head, Lazy Fish seemed to understand something....

In addition, there is another very unfortunate thing. The update of this book will be further delayed. I will not have time for a long time. Lazy Fish is considering an outline ending, and then I will write an extra chapter when I have time. It depends on the situation. It may also be updated every once in a while, sorry friends, sorry! (.?＿?.)?I’m sorry~