Chapter 1607-1615 [How to Cultivate a Lover]
"Forget it, I'll go ask the security team later. If that doesn't work, I can check the surveillance."
Conan didn't dwell on the past mistakes: "Let's focus on catching Kid first... But then again, isn't his target this time, the 'Stone of Destiny', worn on the finger of Miss Makiri? But why didn't Kid go to the stage, but ran to the top floor instead?"
Jiang Xia thought for a moment, raised his hand and pointed to the rooftop: "Then we have to ask him in person - he must be on the rooftop now, let's go over and take a look."
Conan nodded. He indeed thought so: According to experience, every time the Phantom Thief Kidd takes action, he must stand facing the wind for a while at the highest point nearby, otherwise the action steps will seem incomplete... It's like some strange ritual.
"I'll go out from the south gate, you look for me from the north." After Conan finished speaking, he remembered something and looked at Jiang Xia warily, "Don't let him go tonight, you must catch him, I have something important to ask him!"
Jiang Xia nodded reassuringly, "I'll catch him if I see him."
...Of course, whether or not you can catch it is another matter. Anyway, I have tried.
After all, as the real boss of "Uzo", he shouldn't help Conan get information about his own ghost from Kid.
Besides, Kidd himself has a troublesome organization to deal with and doesn't know much about the Black Organization.
"It seems that the popularity of 'Uzo' among the red team is still a little lacking." Jiang Xia sighed and muttered to himself, "It needs to be improved in the future."
…
The two detectives reached an agreement and quickly ran off in different directions towards the rooftop.
Conan pushed open the heavy iron door of the rooftop and looked down at his watch.
After seeing the minute and second hands clearly, he was silent for a moment: before the performance began, he had specifically asked about the start and end times. And now, there was less than a minute left until the end of the performance.
Is this enough time for someone to come down from such a high rooftop to the stage and take the ring from the Queen's finger?
Will Kidd really pose on the rooftop facing the wind at the right time like he did before?
…
Inside the building, on the stage watched by countless audiences.
The play was still going on. At this time, Napoleon and his queen had already been crowned. They walked to the center of the stage in gorgeous palace costumes, facing the audience.
Napoleon took a step forward, raised his hands, and uttered the closing words in a sonorous and powerful voice: "All the glory, victory, and future in this world will belong to me!"
Maki, who was dressed as the queen, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and the sapphire ring "Stone of Destiny" on her hand reflected the light. She also said loudly: "It belongs to us too!"
As the last line of dialogue ended, the heavy curtain slowly fell, completely blocking the line of sight between the stage and the audience seats amid applause.
The lights above the stage were turned on, and bright light fell on Maki Shuri's fingers, reflecting a beautiful light on the azure "Stone of Destiny".
After finally finishing a long drama, Makuri stretched his shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief.
Next to her, "Napoleon" looked down at the ring on her hand.
Behind the two people, a priest with a small mustache among the extras raised his head silently.
Inspector Nakamori looked at the back of "Napoleon" with a sneer of confidence, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He suddenly looked at the other extras and waved his hand: "Now, catch Kidd! 'Napoleon' is him!"
"yes!"
Several policemen who came from afar lifted their costumes to reveal their smart outfits underneath, rushed forward and began to skillfully stack up people, threw "Napoleon" to the ground and held him down firmly.
"What? What are you doing?" "Napoleon" was stunned, the crown on his head fell to the ground, and he rolled away.
Inspector Nakamori stood with his hands on his hips as he watched this gratifying scene. He didn't expect things to go so smoothly: "Haha, you were careless, Kidd!"
"Kid? How could I be Kidd!" "Napoleon" cried out, "You got the wrong person!"
Inspector Nakamori took two steps forward and stretched out his dirty hand towards his face: "Humph, you really won't cry until you see the coffin."
As he spoke, he grabbed Napoleon's face with both hands and pulled it hard to both sides.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts--!!" Napoleon was almost crying because of the pinching, but his square face showed no signs of shedding.
Nakamori Police Department: "...?"
He pulled again in disbelief, but still failed to tear off the imagined disguise.
The Kidd professional who had never been able to catch Kidd was stunned: "You are not Kidd?"
"I already told you I'm not!"
Inspector Nakamori scratched his head and pulled it twice in disbelief: "If it's not Kidd, then why did you look at the ring just now?"
"Napoleon" fluttered his feet and said, "Its reflection hit me in the face. I saw the light out of the corner of my eye and turned my head to look. Is this not okay?"
Mu Shuli, who was standing nearby, looked at this brutal scene, lifted her skirt and silently took two steps back: “…” This is too barbaric. These policemen are so scary.
Speaking of which…
Makiri suddenly remembered something, turned to look at the assistant who came over to put clothes on her, and whispered, "Where is the little detective I hired to protect the ring?"
The assistant was startled, and tried to recall: "I remember Jiang Xia was at the side door, but shortly before the end of the performance, his classmates suddenly left in a hurry, and not long after, Jiang Xia followed them out. Since Kidd did not appear on the stage at the end of the performance as the police officer said, Jiang Xia may have obtained other clues and went to catch the thief somewhere else."
Her analysis was fairly detailed, but her only audience clearly had little interest in these trivial matters.
Maki Shuli straightened the queen's crown on her head and frowned: "Go find him. Just now on the stage, it was indeed impossible to get close to him, but now that the performance is over, for the sake of this ring, shouldn't he come to my place for personal protection? Since you have taken the commission, you should be more dedicated."
The content of her words was not consistent with her usual image as a magnanimous and elegant senior.
However, the assistant was obviously accustomed to the changes in Makuri's life both on and off the stage. She nodded and planned to follow orders to find the detective who had disappeared.
"Oh, right." Mu Shuli stopped her again, "Be gentle and don't be too blunt - just say I'm scared and need him to be with me."
Mu Shuli is beautiful and rich, and has a certain status in the entertainment industry. She has nothing to lack.
Therefore, in her opinion, a lover who is simply acquired through money and power will be dry and will soon lose its flavor - so it is best for the lover to be completely bewitched by her during their relationship and to actively stick to her. Only in this process can one enjoy a bit of the pleasure of having a lover.
(End of this chapter)
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