Chapter 982 Classmates in the Coffin
It seemed that the rehearsal of the masked drama had just ended, and many backstage staff rushed to the stage to clean up the aftermath.
Jiang Xia avoided the few remaining staff members as if he was avoiding an elite monster, and searched backstage for a while.
He gradually walked through the central hall and came to the other side area, stopping in front of a door.
This is the prop room.
Jiang Xia sniffed through the door and nodded secretly - the murderous aura that fell three days ago should be inside.
He gently pushed the door open, walked among the various props, and finally stopped at the corner.
There is a coffin here - a low-profile version of the Egyptian pharaoh's coffin, probably just a background prop to make up the number. It is not made fancy, and the surface has an old iron color.
Jiang Xia looked around and saw no one, so he happily opened the coffin lid.
Just as he was about to take out the murderous reward from the "treasure box", he suddenly paused and met a pair of horrified eyes.
——There was actually a person stuffed in the prop coffin.
And it was an acquaintance...
——Yuanshan Heye was tied up like a dumpling with a prop hemp rope, and her mouth was blocked. The lid of the coffin was suddenly opened, and she looked at Jiang Xia outside. After a moment of stunnedness, she instantly went from being terrified to tears, twisting and struggling, mumbling something, as if she had met a relative in the wilderness.
Jiang Xia: “…”
He lifted the man out, untied the rope, and with his other hand quietly reached for the large ball of murderous aura at the bottom of the coffin.
Before he could catch him, Yuanshan Heye grabbed his hand and said, "Someone wants to kill someone! That famous actor actually wants to kill someone!"
Jiang Xia: “!”
No wonder there is so much murderous aura in this theater... Since Toyama Kazuha appears here, Hattori Heiji should be nearby.
…
Jiang Xia patted Yuanshan Heye on the back and comforted her in a friendly manner: "Don't be anxious, tell me slowly - what happened?"
Yuanshan Heye rubbed his sore arm, slumped down beside him, and sighed:
"A few days ago, Heiji received a commission letter with money. The sender was the agent of this masked theater troupe. They are going to perform the play "Foolish Victory" soon, and they are worried that someone will suffer bad luck because of it. They also heard that there were indeed suspicious situations during the rehearsal, so they wanted to find Heiji to come and check on the situation.
"I came to help! But who knew that Heiji would say that I was in the way and asked me to go shopping alone to buy local specialties - is shopping the right thing to do alone? Ha, you underestimate me!" When she said this, the fragility and panic in her eyes disappeared, and she could not help but clench her fist angrily. The rope in her hand creaked, and powder faintly fell from between her delicate white fingers.
Jiang Xia has become accustomed to the strange fighting power of this group of "weak high school girls".
As he listened, he calmly closed the coffin next to him and put everything back in its place.
Then he said thoughtfully: "What you did just now... Is there really something wrong with this theater company?"
"Yes! It's a big problem." Yuanshan Heye came back to his senses and continued:
“I was so angry that I sneaked to the back to investigate while Heiji was watching the rehearsal in the front.
“While checking in this prop room, the rehearsal seemed to be over, and I heard footsteps approaching this room... Well, as you know, it’s not good to break into someone else’s prop room, so I hid.
"I thought the person who came in was the staff who stored the props, but it turned out to be Komazuka Hiroshi who played the 'king' in the masked drama - that super famous old actor!
"He stayed beside the sword rack for a while, replaced a sword on it, and then muttered sinisterly to his phone—"
Toyama Kazuha put on an old man's tone of vicissitudes: "'Kyoko, I don't know where you have been, but you must read the latest news - the bastard who played with your feelings is about to die unexpectedly. His chest full of sin will be pierced by the sword of judgment.'"
"He must have replaced the retractable prop sword with a real sword! - This was the last rehearsal. When the performance really starts, the prince's chest will be pierced by the minister's 'sword'. Komazuka Hiroshi must be taking this opportunity to kill the prince!"
"Before I came here, I didn't expect that someone would actually want to hurt me. And his smile was so scary. I was so shocked that I accidentally knocked over a prop ball next to me. I subconsciously bent down to pick it up, and he suddenly shocked me from behind."
"When I woke up again, I was in a coffin." Yuanshan Heye touched his waist with tears in his eyes. "He actually carried an electric shock device with him. He is really not a serious person!"
Jiang Xia's eyes flickered slightly: "..." To be honest, he also brought an electric shock device...
After all, this kind of thing seems to have a special attack effect on people with high combat power, and can easily defeat terrible opponents across levels.
The only problem is, I don’t know if it only works on high school girls, or if it can be used on boys as well… If I meet Shuichi Akai some other day, I can let “Uzo” take it and try it out.
…
Jiang Xia quickly came to his senses and nodded as if nothing had happened, echoing what Yuanshan Heye had just said: "Indeed, he must have planned this for a long time."
After a pause, he asked for his classmates' opinions: "What are you going to do next? Go find Hattori first?"
Yuanshan Heye thought about the quarrel just now, and then looked at Jiang Xia, the perfect helper in solving the case, and shook his head decisively: "No!"
After all, as the daughter of the Osaka Prefectural Police Criminal Chief, Toyama Kazuha knows a lot about some things.
She stroked her chin and said a little sadly, "It's just a replacement of the real sword and nothing has happened yet. At this point, even if the police come, they can't handle it. The 'king' can easily say something like 'I'm old and the props were misplaced' to send the police away."
Jiang Xia nodded and continued, "And if he lets the matter slip, and the victim he targeted, 'Prince', doesn't raise his guard, and they are performing in the same troupe, then it's inevitable that a murder will happen one day - in this case, why not make it bigger?"
"Make it bigger?" Toyama Kazuha repeated the word in a low voice. Hattori Heiji was quite straightforward, and the two of them rarely dealt with the incident in a roundabout way. She looked at Jiang Xia curiously, "How to do it specifically?"
Jiang Xia sat on the coffin opposite her, like a leisurely playwright: "For a matter as small as 'mistaking a real sword for a fake one', I'm afraid only the person involved would really care - who is the prince who 'had his chest pierced by a sword'?"
"It's Robert." Yuanshan Heye was impressed by the young actor - not entirely because he was handsome, but because he had very pink hair, which was said to be natural. No one knew where this wonderful bloodline was inherited from.
She listened to Jiang Xia's words, her eyes lit up: "I know the location of his lounge. I passed by there when I came here."
(End of this chapter)
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