Chapter 19111919 [Director passing by] Asking for monthly tickets ()
Unlike the two members of the organization who deserted.
Next to him, the detective was concentrating on solving the case.
Jiang Xia brought the script from backstage and distributed it to the actors one by one.
The actors flipped through the pages and were stunned for a moment: "Are we really going to act out the finale of Mirror of the Murderer? What's the point of this?"
The ghost actress focused on more practical issues. She raised her sleeves to cover her lips and said, "But Captain, the playwright and Hualian are both dead. We are missing half of the actors, two of whom are the main actors. How can we perform like this?"
Jiang Xia: "It doesn't matter. The audience here are not picky. Just find a few people to fill the vacancies and act according to the script."
As he said this, he began to randomly select people: "Mr. Izuka will take over the position of the scriptwriter, and Mr. Hashimoto will play the role of Miss Hualian. As for the vacant position of the female group leader..."
He looked at Narumi Fuwa and said, "Inspector Fuwa has also contributed a lot to this case and deserves a role."
The corner of Fuwa Narumi's eye twitched: "I'm not interested in these..."
"Please cooperate." Matsumoto Kiyonaga is a Tokyo policeman after all. He trusts Jiang Xia and believes that the detective has his reasons for doing so. "Reconstructing the scene is also the duty and obligation of the police. Go ahead and act."
Fuwa Narumi: "..."
Matsumoto Kiyonaga looked at the other two people who were stunned and said, "You too."
Izuka Saburo: “…”
Hashimoto Maya: “…”
Izuka Saburo had just lost his idol and had just met "Uzo", and he had experienced a lot of ups and downs, but now he was completely calm. Not to mention that it was just a cameo, even if he was asked to stab someone, he probably wouldn't have too many waves in his heart.
Hashimoto Maya, however, was still like a frightened bird, staring at the stage, as if it was a guillotine with blood flowing everywhere.
Jiang Xia came forward and whispered caringly, "I see you guys seem to be in low spirits. Is it because you were wrongly accused just now and you haven't come out of the shadow yet? - In that case, why don't you act to change your mood? As long as you believe that you can catch the murderer yourself, you don't have to worry about false accusations from anyone."
Hashimoto Maya was speechless: “…Ah, thank you.”
As a fellow victim who was packaged and taken to the police station, Jiang Xia was probably sharing his experience with him.
Hashimoto Maya: “…” What a good person. It’s a pity that the righteous detective probably cannot understand what being “taken to the police station in a police car” means to the members of the organization.
…Come to think of it, why didn’t anyone come to silence us on the way there?
Maya Hashimoto was confused and overwhelmed. The amount of information that had suddenly come to his mind was too much. When he came to his senses and remembered that he still had the option of "refusing to go on stage", he was already standing where an actor should be.
Hashimoto Maya came to her senses: "..." Could it be that I have also been affected by that thing?
…
The actors were arranged. Jiang Xia prayed that they would use the most realistic murder acting skills and not hold back, while saying: "After the death of the female leader, this venue has been locked. Occasionally someone comes in, and there are countless police surveillance - in short, this stage still maintains the appearance at the time of the crime."
After saying the same words as the opening, he stepped back a little and gave the stage to the actors: "Let's get started."
“…”
Although everyone was a little confused, most of the people present were actors after all, so being confused did not stop them from acting.
So soon, the show officially began.
A group of people gather on the stage, with a living room and fireplace in the background, and a decorative sword hanging above the fireplace.
Just like in real life, in the play, someone also dies from red wine poisoning. At this time, everyone is looking for the murderer who poisoned the wine.
Izuka Saburo held the script in his hand and said dryly without much talent: "On the night of the crime, the only person who didn't drink the wine was Gao Yue herself. She is the murderer!"
"No, it's me!" Someone wanted to take the blame for her.
"No, he's right, indeed!" Gao Yue wanted to take the blame for the person who took the blame for her.
Hashimoto Maya: “…” What a mess.
Fear did not affect his complaints about the script, but now it was his turn, so he could only run out with the dead screenwriter's script and play the role of Wen Yue Hua Lian: "Don't argue, I was the one who poisoned the wine."
After saying that, he looked at the "female leader" according to the script, that is, today's Narumi Fuwa: "You have taken away all the joy of my life. I have always hated you and cursed you. Only your death... can give me true freedom!"
Off the stage, Mao Lilan saw this scene and blushed as she remembered something: "Is this the rehearsal clip we saw?"
At that time, she thought Wen Yue Hua Lian was going to assassinate the female leader, so she stepped forward and hugged her. Later, she realized that she was wrong and made a joke.
That's exactly what happened.
On the stage, while reciting her lines, Hashimoto Maya picked up the sword on the fireplace and prepared to stab Fuwa Narumi as written in the script.
However, he was stunned as soon as he got it - this sword... seemed to be the real thing? !
It was strange. When he was a temporary prop master and put the sword here, it was clearly the retractable prop sword. How come now... Speaking of which, if he couldn't pierce Mingmei with this real sword, wouldn't it be an attack on the police? And the one he attacked was a high-ranking official like the Superintendent?
Hashimoto Maya felt something was wrong and quietly turned to look at Jiang Xia.
However, before he saw Jiang Xia, a figure at the door in the distance with a strong presence suddenly appeared in his sight.
——He was a young man in a black suit, sunglasses, and fluffy curly hair. He was like a passerby, passing by the door and found an interesting drama being performed here, so he stopped and leaned against the door to watch.
No one knew when he appeared there, and none of the guests noticed him...except Hashimoto Maya who was absent-minded.
Seeing the unprofessional actor distractedly looking here, the man in black smiled silently, raised his hand, and gestured "continue". The instructions were smooth and natural, as if he, the newcomer, was the real director here.
“…”
There was a buzzing sound in Hashimoto Maya's ears, and her scalp seemed to explode. All the distracting thoughts in her mind disappeared, leaving only a blank.
When he came to his senses, he had already followed some kind of survival instinct of "disturbing his show will be the end of him", turned to Fuwa Narumi, who played the female leader, gritted his teeth and stabbed her with a sword.
Fuwa Narumi was acting with a bored look on her face, but suddenly she found that Hashimoto Maya, who was obviously slacking off just now, suddenly got sick and stabbed her with a sword.
As the tip of the sword got closer, Naruto Fuwa's relaxed expression finally disappeared.
——It was as if she knew that it was not a prop sword but a real sword. Just before the blade stabbed her, Fuwa Narumi suddenly turned sideways, raised her elbow to push away Hashimoto Maya's arm, and at the same time hit his wrist heavily with a knife in her hand.
(End of this chapter)
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