Chapter 1886 1894 [Do you also have a scriptwriter? ] Ask for monthly tickets (`)
Hashimoto Maya and the others also went downstairs and, imitating Jiang Xia's just behavior, peeked in from outside the door, trying to sneak into the crew.
However, just when they stuck their heads out halfway, the troupe leader's gaze fell on their faces and his eyes suddenly became stern.
“Is it you?” An angry Bandai Suzue rolled up his sleeves and approached, “I know everyone in the crew well. Even if they have a problem with me, they don’t have the guts to do such a thing. But you three temporary workers are different… Humph, anyway, our troupe has enough staff, there’s no need to hire any temporary workers - what is your purpose in sneaking into the troupe!”
She pulled Maya Hashimoto by the collar and shook her hard, causing her to exude a murderous aura that smelled like iced black tea.
And Hashimoto Maya has always had excellent self-management ability in this regard. Before the ghosts could catch the murderous aura and tear it apart, he had immediately restrained his murderous intent. The few strands of murderous aura gradually fell off. The ghosts grabbed a bunch of them one by one, and each ghost had a share, and they were very satisfied.
Jiang Xia couldn't help but look over and wanted to reach out and pick some.
Hashimoto Maya noticed the detective's focused gaze from the corner of her eye, and her murderous aura dropped even faster.
At the same time, he pretended not to notice Jiang Xia's movements, and just looked directly at the head of the group. At the same time, he tried to maintain his non-existent righteousness, and then defended himself like an innocent citizen:
"Don't slander us. Although we are indeed temporary workers, many people can testify that we have only been here for less than ten minutes and have no time to mess up so many props. And you see, the blood on the wall has turned brown. It has been there for at least one or two hours. We were still in a taxi at that time. We have the receipt to prove it!"
"Blood?"
Suzuki Sonoko followed Hashimoto Maya's direction in confusion, looked back, and was immediately shocked.
She squeezed in between Jiang Xia and Mao Lilan, looking for a sense of security. At the same time, she grabbed Jiang Xia and asked him to look at the thing that scared him just now: "Wall... Look at that wall!"
Jiang Xia looked over and paused - on the wall behind him, a few lines of dark blood stains appeared at some point. The blood flowed down along the edge of the words, creating a spooky and terrifying effect. Those lines of words were a death notice:
[Tonight, at the climax of the drama
One of you will die
——Santa Claus with red beard]
"Santa Claus with a red beard..."
Conan immediately thought of the room where Hashimoto Maya and the others were just now.
Then he remembered something else and looked suspiciously at this suspicious guy who had been entangled with them since the plane: "Brother Hashimoto is very familiar with these things, have you seen a lot of blood words?"
"..." Hashimoto Maya didn't expect that she would have to face difficulties from an elementary school student after being harassed by the head of the troupe. She sipped a puff of iced black tea and quickly stopped it. "I am very interested in detectives. And have you forgotten, I am studying medicine?"
"I see." Of course Conan hadn't forgotten. He just wanted to try to trick it, but unfortunately he failed.
The cunning elementary school detective was immediately disappointed.
At this time, Jiang Xia also looked over here, as if he wanted to say something.
Hashimoto Maya, who had just been targeted by two people, suddenly became alert: "..." again?
Who would have thought that Jiang Xia was actually speaking to the head of the troupe: "The water stains from the snowflakes on the three of them haven't dried yet. They really just arrived not long ago."
Hashimoto Maya: “!”
It’s finally different. This time, this person is here to help!
Although Hashimoto Maya's heart had become as hard as iron after being in the Black Organization for so many years, he couldn't help but feel a little moved by this rare kindness when he was being targeted by many parties: Jiang Xia is such a good person, it would be great if everyone in the world was like him.
...Although Jiang Xia seems to be a little suspicious of him, at least he won't say it out loud and won't make false accusations. Look at the people in the troupe and that cunning elementary school student. Tsk, people are really different.
Thinking of this, Maya Hashimoto couldn't help but glance at the troupe leader who had just grabbed his collar and shook him.
It was unclear whether she changed her mind after hearing Jiang Xia's words, or whether she was scared by the bloody words on the wall, but this elderly woman gritted her teeth and stopped talking.
The air was unusually heavy.
At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the side.
Jiang Xia looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged man with an untidy beard.
This man seemed to be the playwright of the troupe. He was holding a cigarette, touching his chin with his hand, and asked mysteriously like a detective: "'Red-bearded Santa Claus'? He actually used a dead person as his signature. Could it be that the dead gentleman wanted to haunt our troupe?"
Before anyone else could answer the question, the playwright looked at the group leader again and said jokingly, "Unfortunately, there are no ghosts in this world, only people with ill intentions - so what are you going to do? Are you going to cancel the performance just in case?"
"What a joke!" the band leader said angrily, "Wouldn't that be exactly what Red Beard wants? We have so many fans, and we also have so many enemies. If we stop performing just because of a threat from anyone, we'll never be able to open again!"
"Don't give in to evil forces." Jiang Xia praised, but seemed a little worried, "But if something really happens..."
"What happened?"
A voice came from the door.
When they looked over there, they saw that it was the Hokkaido police inspector who heard the news and rushed over.
When the troupe leader saw her, he immediately found an outlet for his anger: "Is this how you police officers protect the troupe?!"
She has always been a tough guy, but this time she met an even tougher one.
Inspector Fuwa Narumi's voice was no smaller than hers: "We have already separated the areas where guests and staff are located, but something still happened here. Instead of blaming me, why not reflect on your own judgment of people and see if you accidentally let in a traitor who is betraying you."
Seeing that the leader was silenced, she continued, "The performance will continue. But from now on, in addition to the backstage, the dressing room and the backstage will also be staffed with police."
The leader came back to his senses and sneered, "Of course we have to continue. It seems that this red beard still doesn't know me well enough. I am the type who becomes more courageous after more setbacks. Tonight's performance will definitely be a success!"
As she spoke, as if to show that she would not give in, she clapped her hands impassionedly: "Okay, find a few people to fix the props and start rehearsing immediately!"
…
The group of people returned to their respective positions, and the "outsiders" were also driven away by the police.
Jiang Xia nodded to Hashimoto Maya and the others from a distance and returned to the room.
Hashimoto Maya breathed a sigh of relief.
Then his conscience ached again: Jiang Xia had helped him several times, but he only treated this detective as an opponent... Alas, but there was nothing he could do about it in order to survive. At worst, if there was a chance in the future, he would help Jiang Xia.
(End of this chapter)
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