Zongqin subconsciously took a step to the side, and the man who was turning west also moved a little as if he could see it, and the hair whorl on his head was facing the young man in front of him accurately.

Munechika had no choice but to take a step back and said, "Wait, explain yourself clearly."

I don’t know why, but the man in the suit responded with special respect: “Yes!”

Zong Jin glanced down and found that the other party had no intention of getting up. He put his palm on his forehead and said with unspeakable helplessness: "Stand up and talk."

Perhaps because there was too much noise, this place attracted a lot of attention. Ordinary onlookers like Munechika wouldn't care, but he usually wouldn't let this kind of focus of attention remain unless he himself didn't want to.

He put away his calm and approachable look, pursed his lips, and glanced around lightly.

He is also the strongest in Yokohama, and his opportunities to fight are no less than those of Nakahara Chuuya here. After the character is recognized and the setting is formed, not only his supernatural powers but also his momentum have been strengthened.

The person who was scanned subconsciously looked away and continued his previous journey with interest.

"What do you want from me?"

Munechika really didn't know what he could do to help the other party. The man in the suit didn't have the aura of a black and gray road, and was obviously just an ordinary workplace man. The other party was talking about the TV live broadcast the day before yesterday... He was not looking for Chuuya Nakahara but himself?

Munechika recalled what he could do in public, and after much thought, it was only the second half of the live broadcast, which could be considered a singing performance, but he couldn't be asked to perform, right?

It was as if God heard his thoughts and wanted to slap him in the face.

"Please! Please come and take our place on the next show!"

"……ah?"

Really? There is such an incident?

Munechika immediately realized what Ranpo had just said about "a better performance". He looked over and saw that Edogawa Ranpo had stopped looking at the posters and was looking at his bag, especially the pocket where he kept his snacks.

Munechika: “…”

Munechika handed over a piece of milk candy.

Forget about snacks, but soft candies are still a possibility.

The man in the suit had some cold sweat on his face. He was nervous to begin with, and when he found that Munechika didn't seem to be as calm as he had just seen him, he became even more nervous. He opened and closed his mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time. Seeing that the other party was so nervous that he was about to have an irregular heartbeat, Munechika tried to comfort him.

"Don't be nervous, just speak slowly."

"What do you want from me?"

The pair of azure eyes that had restrained their aggressiveness were clear and calm. Under its gaze and words, the man in the suit took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Miraculously, he calmed down quickly.

"Thank you very much for listening. This is what I am saying." The man in the suit quietly wiped the sweat from his palms.

The reason is so old-fashioned and common that it doesn't seem realistic. The next show was originally planned to be a stand-up comedy. The artist is very popular recently and his schedule is quite full this month. The theater in the amusement park is his first stage. As a way of repaying the kindness of the person who helped him, he decided to take some time out to perform in the theater.

But there was a car accident on the road.

The theater prepared the largest indoor stage, and there were many fans in the audience who came for this performance.

If they are not given an explanation, it will be difficult for the theater to end.

He was just a manager, but because he had seen a lot, he had a lot of knowledge about the stage. At least he could see the strength that Munechika showed on the stage.

To be honest, it's not something a small theater like theirs can afford.

But an accident happened at this moment, and the other program schedules were tight, so there was no one who could come to the rescue for the time being.

So, the Munechika who appeared in his eyes at this time was like a life-saving straw. If he was invited, it would not only solve his predicament...

"If you could come, Mr. Nakahara, the audience wouldn't be so dissatisfied, and we could negotiate the remuneration." During the conversation, they exchanged surnames, and Mr. Nishiguchi's pleading look was very sincere.

"No... Compared to this," Munechika didn't like such sad news. He put his hands on his neck in annoyance, but didn't show his negative emotions. Only careful observation could detect a trace of it from his eyebrows. He even tried to soften his tone, "How is the person who had the accident? Any news?"

Nishiguchi, who was waiting for the other party to quote, was stunned. His eyes, which had been holding back, turned red. "Yes, I asked him the first time. He is still in surgery, so it is hard to judge the specific situation."

Munechika looked him up and down. He could tell he was really anxious. Not to mention his image, it was also very rude to invite someone right away. However, considering that his first concern was not the show, but the artist's personal safety...

"I know. What are you going to perform? But first, I can't sing stand-up comedy."

If this guy dared to let him sing a stand-up comedy in the image of Nakahara Chuuya, he would directly perform a

Committed suicide on the spot.

Perhaps it was because Munechika's eyes were too intimidating at this moment, Nishiguchi had a strong desire to survive and shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, no, just sing the song you sang last time, you can perform whatever you want and for how long!"

"It looks like it's been solved. There's no need to bother with the show." Edogawa Ranpo finished his candy, decisively left Munechika behind, and ran towards Fukuzawa Yukichi, "President, shall we go to the largest indoor stage?"

"Let's go, Kenji-kun. Do you still want to see the concert I saw three days ago? Follow me and you can see it." Dazai Osamu waved to Miyazawa Kenji with a very casual attitude.

Miyazawa Kenji looked up: "Really?"

The ignorant child had not even realized that the person on the stage was the same person as Munechika.

"By the way, Chuuya, this is for you." Dazai threw a hard drive to Munechika before leaving, and Munechika caught it in his palm. "You will need it."

Seeing that most of the detectives were heading for the indoor stage, Munechika felt something was not right: "..."

But, never mind.

"Take me backstage. I need to prepare everything for the music. The time is tight for the next show."

Xiguchi knew it, of course: "Please follow me."

But he still walked anxiously and said, "Um, about the reward..."

Zongqin walked briskly without even giving any eye contact: "It's up to you. I'll give you an address after you pay me. The recipient's last name is Zhongyuan."

It was only when he arrived backstage that Munechika realized that each show in the theater lasted a long time. When the previous show ended, the next one would go on stage, and then it would be his turn.

The reason he was needed to replace the show was not only to appease the audience, but also to buy time for performers who had not yet arrived.

It seems that the next performer is the temporary magician Xiao Chou.

The other party should have arrived, but was delayed due to traffic jam.

"It doesn't matter. Just hurry up."

Munechika adjusted the choker around his neck and changed into the performance clothes in his bag. He paused as he zipped up his bag, took out his turned-off cell phone hidden deep in the bag, put it close to his body, and then took the headset handed to him by the staff.

"Would you like to put on some makeup?" the makeup artist asked cautiously.

"Are you fast?"

The makeup artist hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.

She is a newcomer, and her makeup only looks good if she applies it slowly.

Munechika glanced at the backstage. The script crew wasn't there, so it didn't matter if he showed off some skills that even Munechika didn't have: "Can you lend me a makeup bag?"

Originally, he thought that he could go on stage without makeup, but since there was

If you are good at it, there is no need to ask for a second time. Putting on makeup before going on stage is also an attitude. In order to present a better stage, the artist's appearance and body are also weapons.

The makeup artist didn't understand what was going on. After much hesitation, she finally handed over her makeup bag.

Zongqin took it and looked down.

It's quite comprehensive. Although the brands are different, after he started working in this industry, Senku Ishigami added cosmetics to the research and production list, and Munechika also gained a more detailed understanding of cosmetics.

Basically, you can roughly judge what effect it will have on your face from the powder.

Then the makeup artist saw a handsome man who looked like a teenager or a young man. He was so good at changing the makeup products that she was dizzy, as if he had assembled his own makeup bag. It took about ten minutes to finish. Munechika put down the powder puff of the setting powder, put all the items back in place, and returned them to the makeup artist.

"Thank you."

“No, no need…” The makeup artist’s hand trembled slightly as she took it, and her young heart was shocked.

She, isn’t her makeup application as fast and good as that of a singer? QAQ?

“…”

Quickly familiarizing himself with the unfamiliar terrain, Munechika stood behind the backstage curtain, exhaled silently, and used his limited field of vision to form an idea of ​​the size of the stage in his mind.

Normally there would be rehearsals before a performance, but in special circumstances like this, he could only rely on himself to respond improvisationally.

He seldom did anything so unprepared.

Munechika agreed that there was no problem except for Nishiguchi. In fact, there was also Mr. Ranpo... He seemed to have acquiesced to his performance and had some unobvious expectations for his performance. Munechika agreed to Nishiguchi's request after observing for a while.

To put it bluntly, it's his trust in Edogawa Ranpo. Maybe this trust comes out of nowhere, but he just feels that the other party will not harm him, nor will he let him do anything he doesn't want to do.

…

Munechika blinked with calmness in his eyes.

Um?

He said something was not right, it seemed that the amusement park team building was initiated by Ranpo. When Dazai Osamu came to visit, he copied the music and said he knew how to get him home. It was Ranpo who said he wanted to see dolphins not long ago, it was also Ranpo who led him astray, and it was Dazai Osamu who gave him the music.

After thinking about it this way, it actually looked like a routine. An idea suddenly flashed through Munechika's mind, but he was not sure.

Could it be that...

But Mr. Ranpo is not the kind of person who would meddle in other people's business. Could it be that he noticed that he really wanted to go home...?

“Pah.”

The stage darkened and there was continuous applause from the audience.

This show is over and it's his turn.

"Um... come on! Don't be nervous!" A small voice came from behind him. Munechika turned around and saw in the dim light that it was the little girl makeup artist. Perhaps because of her introverted personality, she was embarrassed, and even in the dark she could see that her cheeks were slightly red.

Munechika stared at it for a second.

He covered his earphone with his hand and smiled casually. As he approached the stage, his eyes were carefree and confident. He was completely different from the peaceful and approachable him just backstage. He responded to the girl.

"Oh, I will."