The two men were drawn by the noise and followed it to a door.
Conan was also drawn to the scene, as was the squinty-eyed captain named Kiba from the previous match.
The man pounded on the door and shouted urgently, "Nagase! Open the door!"
Kiba had just finished his match and hadn't even had time to put on his clothes when he saw this and asked, "What's wrong, Saguma?"
Hearing the voice, Sagu turned his head and said, "Kiba-senpai, no matter how I call him, Nagase won't come out of the lounge. Something happened just now, and everyone was very unhappy. Now no one wants to be his assistant when he appears. In order to save the overall situation, I thought I would make a sacrifice and that's why I came to call him."
Kiba frowned, glanced at the closed door, and said, "Then, Sagu, just open the door, drag that guy out, and make him stand in the ring."
As he spoke, Kiba slowly opened his squinty eyes, walked towards the door, and his expression was somewhat angry.
To throw a tantrum at a time like this, do you really think this is a children's game?
Saguma didn't move, explaining, "But Nagase used to fly into a rage if someone opened the door without permission."
"Hmph, this isn't the place for him to throw a tantrum like a child." Kiba sneered, reaching for the doorknob, his tone full of disdain. "He's just a newborn calf, acting like he's the boss here."
Japan places great importance on seniority, and having worked here for so many years, I have some seniority. Even if Nagase is arrogant, I wouldn't dare to say anything to him easily.
Moreover, this was originally Nagase's fault. With the competition just around the corner, he was still holed up in the rest room. Did he not want to continue working here?
"Hey Nagase, get out there and start your match right now..."
When Kiba saw the shocking scene behind the door, his narrowed eyes widened instantly, and the anger on his face vanished.
Nagase was sitting on the ground, blood flowing from his chest. The experienced Conan knew that the man was probably dead.
Conan completely forgot he needed to go to the restroom and reflexively ran to Nagase's side, placing his fingers on Nagase's left wrist to check his heartbeat.
Kiba was calling Nagase's name. After checking Nagase's heartbeat, Conan said with a grave expression, "It's no use, he has no heartbeat."
"That is to say, he is dead."
...
On the other side, after the others left, Guangyou took the opportunity to slip into the bathroom.
Normally, it wouldn't matter; he could just take the long way. But the situation was different now. He was in a hurry, and going to the second floor was just too much trouble.
Besides, there are no signs prohibiting tourists from entering, so why can't he go in?
"Going to the toilet feels like doing something wrong."
After resolving the issue, Guangyou prepared to wash his hands and return to the arena. The commotion had nothing to do with him, and rather than going over to join in the fun like Conan, he preferred to go back and continue watching the game.
As Guangyou approached the sink and was about to turn on the faucet, he noticed a brown paper bag underneath with the word "mask" written on it.
"Masks?" Guangyou curiously picked it up and looked inside. The bag was full of animal masks, and upon closer inspection of the patterns, he discovered that they were all wolf head masks.
In just a moment, Guangyou understood the purpose of these wolf head masks.
Clearly, the purpose of these masks is to conceal the true identity of the wolf-faced warrior.
Someone must be acting as Da Shen Jing Qing's double. As long as the real Da Shen Jing Qing and the double dressed as the Wolf-faced Warrior are photographed together by the media, no one will suspect Da Shen Jing Qing.
Of course, the body double's physique should be similar to that of the real person, the Great God Jingqing, otherwise the flaws would be easily discovered.
Two of these masks are rather special.
One of them didn't have many patterns and was made of relatively thin material. Guangyou guessed that this mask was probably used when eating.
The other one had specks of blood on it, and there was a small tear under its right eye.
Recalling the commotion just now, Guangyou couldn't help but twitch his lips: "Did someone die again?"
Since Conan is here...
It seems that this possibility cannot be ruled out.
So this mask in front of you is the evidence?
Kōyū is going to check on Conan's situation. If someone has really died, these masks could become crucial evidence and should help solve the case.
In fact, Conan is also one of the witnesses, and given Conan's personality, he probably won't leave until the case is solved.
Although Uncle Mori could simply drag Conan away, given his personality, he would probably stay and help solve the case.
Ran goes without saying; if Conan and Mori aren't leaving, she probably won't either.
As for himself, he could leave with Ai first, but he would probably get a scolding from Uncle Mori and Ran when he got back.
As someone who is considered a child by others, to act on his own after such a thing has happened, it's probably like Pikachu's little brother is itching for a beating.
In short, as long as this case remains unresolved, his gift plan will have to be put on hold.
Let's get this evidence over with as soon as possible, close the case quickly, and go home.
Just as he was about to leave with the brown paper bag, Guangyou realized something.
After committing murder, will the murderer obediently put the mask used to disguise their identity back in its original place?
Shouldn't the normal procedure be to destroy it?
Oh... I see.
At first, Guangyou was a little confused, but he quickly understood.
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