"Sure enough, no wonder it looks so familiar..."
Yucheng Liuli came closer to Mao Lilan, "You are the child of Kogoro and Eri, right?"
"Eh? Do you know my mother?" Mao Lilan was stunned.
"Well, I have been Yingli's classmate since kindergarten until I graduated from junior high school."
When Yucheng Liuli said this, he subconsciously held his chin with one hand and said doubtfully:
"But... I still can't figure it out. How could Eri, a talented woman who is one of the best in the world, get so carried away by love that she fell in love with Kogoro, the most careless person in the school? Later, the two of them even entered the university together. into the palace of marriage.”
Is it possible that this is also a result of being thick-skinned?
Conan listened carefully.
"Have they been in love since they were in junior high school?" Mao Lilan asked.
"Yes." Yucheng Liuli nodded:
"Eri, who usually behaves calmly and logically, becomes extremely irritable whenever he meets Kogoro, so we all laugh at them and say that the two of them are not quarreling, they are just talking about each other. Flirting.”
It turns out that in addition to being thick-skinned, you also need to quarrel with your girlfriend more often... Conan pondered and said that he had learned something.
"Liu Li... don't mention the past things again." A certain tool man made a big blush.
"I know, after all, that super pervert back then has now become a famous detective~"
After Yucheng Liuli joked again, he directly called the assistant next to him, opened several boxes of beautifully packaged desserts, distributed them to everyone present, and said apologetically:
"I'm sorry, because it took a little longer to buy things, which kept everyone waiting..."
In a sea of 'no', 'it doesn't matter', 'Liu Li, I love you'.
The male lead, Feng Jian Lianghui, seemed even more insignificant.
He had a sullen face, but he also knew that he could not cause public outrage, so he had no choice but to come to the director's side with an ugly expression, and urged in a low voice:
"Really, it's taken so long. I asked my dad to invest in you, not just to watch you eat!"
"Well……"
The director's expression froze. After finishing the snacks in his hands, he hurriedly called all the crew members and came to the villa together.
Makeup artists and props artists come together.
soon.
The actors, who had changed into costumes, came to the villa living room, which was decorated as a murder scene.
The body lying in front of the fireplace was covered with a gray tablecloth. The victim's black coat was still hanging on the back of the chair next to the table. The murder weapon was a golf club with a white iron cover that fell next to the body.
Kazami Yoshiki recited the lines smoothly, and during this period, he kept showing a confident smile to the camera, saying he had everything under control:
"...Hmph, it seems that the answer is already coming out."
"Stop pretending!"
"Hurry up and tell us the truth..."
"Who is the murderer?"
The other three actors each have one line each, and the focus is to highlight the detective's IQ.
"Hahaha..." Feng Jianyanghui sneered: "Originally, I was supposed to explain the ins and outs of the entire case, but..."
"Hey, wait a minute," the director couldn't help but interrupt, "there's no such line in the script."
"Of course I know!"
Kazami Yoshiki was obviously still in a state of self-indulgence. He turned to look at Kogoro Mouri who was watching outside the door:
"Why don't we let the famous detective reveal the answer for us!"
"Huh?" A certain tool pointed at his nose, "Me?"
"What's wrong, Mr. Mori, come here quickly." Kazami Yoshiki urged.
"Uh...oh."
Mouri Kogoro thought this was a spoof of the show, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "Hey, is this improvisation?"
"It's up to you..."
Without giving the director a chance to stop him, Kazami Yoshiki asked directly: "First of all, the murderer, why did he cover the body with this gray tablecloth?"
"This, this..."
Mouri Kogoro stretched out his hand to scratch his cheek and said uncertainly: "Maybe it's because the murderer loved the deceased so much that he couldn't bear to let his body lie on the cold floor, right?"
"But isn't the deceased's coat hanging on the back of the chair?"
Feng Jian Lianghui's voice became sharper: "Why did the murderer deliberately use a tablecloth?"
"Oh, this question is very simple..."
Mouri Kogoro said confidently: "Because the gray tablecloth looks warmer than the black coat."
"Haha," Kazami Yoshiki couldn't help but sneered, "Detective, is this your answer?"
"Really, uncle, can you do it..."
Conan was also a little anxious.
Normally it's fine, but now he's recording a detective TV show. Once Kogoro Mouri's poor performance is recorded on camera, he will be vigorously promoted by Kazami Yoshiki, who obviously has ulterior motives.
When the time comes, it won’t be something that can be overcome simply by the effects of the program. It might even be affected by the guys in the organization...
By the way, speaking of which, brother Gengyi must have noticed something, right?
Conan looked up.
Ye Gengyi noticed something and lowered his head to look back.
Conan's eyes rolled around, and the same thought as Shiratori Rensaburo came to his mind.
Let Ye Gengyi disrupt the situation!
As long as Kazami Yoshiki loses face, this clip will never be broadcast normally!
"Um...actually, brother Gengyi, you must have guessed the murderer's intention of using the gray tablecloth in the play, right?" Conan asked tentatively.
It refers to the black jacket that was deliberately placed on the back of the chair when setting up the scene. It was leaned against the golf bag by the fireplace. It was a little higher than the other clubs. The clubs were covered with black iron covers. They were deliberately put on. Black curtains, black carpet, and Yucheng Liuli’s black dress?
The answer to the puzzle can also be found in the words "The focus of the incident lies in the color" emphasized by Kogoro Mouri in the opening introduction.
Yes, it is not the truth of the murder, but a guessing game deliberately arranged by the director and screenwriter.
Generally speaking, this has nothing to do with the murderer's psychology when committing the murder. If you have to force the classification, it is too far-fetched to say that the murderer likes black and is therefore unwilling to cover the body with black. some.
Thinking about it, Ye Gengyi said softly, "Oh", and under the earnest gaze of a certain detective, he said:
"Mr. Mori is right. In this environment, gray is indeed warmer."
Damn it, you cold-faced man who likes to wear black clothes!
Conan gritted his teeth, but he only dared to complain in his heart.
"Aha~"
Ye Gengyi yawned, "I'm going to make a cup of coffee."
Go quickly, go quickly... Conan tightened his watch-shaped anesthesia gun, resisted the urge to stab him in the face, watched Ye Gengyi disappear from the corridor, turned the gun directly, and stabbed someone with a needle. On the neck of the tool man.
For decryption, you still have to rely on yourself...
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