"Did you really do it? But...but you clearly showed that you don't like that outsider at all before!" the screenwriter and assistant director asked in disbelief.
You know, when they were filming, the director was very picky about the actress. He also looked down on her previous status as an outsider and felt that her acting skills were not good enough.
As a result, she secretly fell in love with the other person?
Even kill the producer for the other party?
Isn't this incredible?
"...What I love is her under my lens, the excellent and sparkling her." Iso Kaizo was silent for a long time, and finally spoke slowly.
"If a director cannot fall in love with the people under his lens, he is just an ordinary director."
"A director with real aura and talent will often fall in love with the characters under his lens uncontrollably." He reminded his assistant.
The expression on the assistant director's face was inexplicably shocked and somewhat enlightened.
So is this why you are an assistant?
In what Iso Kaizo said just now, although he did not directly say that he was the murderer, he almost admitted the crime.
The motive for the murder was what Tsushima Shuji just said.
"Three minutes..." Yokomori Shigego looked at Iso Kaizo and then at Tsushima Shuji with a dazed expression.
The legendary reasoning does not even take three minutes to solve a case...
It actually happened in front of him!
What I said is true? ! !
Isn't this just nonsense from some idiot filter fan?
Is this scientific? What can you do if three minutes is less than enough? It took more than three minutes for the police to take samples and more than three minutes to survey the scene.
Why would someone solve a crime in less than three minutes?
Henggou Shigego's face was full of shock and disbelief.
Iso Kaizo looked at his colleagues on the crew, and then at the boy who mercilessly revealed his inner thoughts.
No matter how you look at the young man with black hair and wild eyes, he has nothing to do with strength. The bandages all over his body only bring him a sense of melancholy, fragmentation and morbidity.
But that eye...
Iso Kaizo looked at the kite-colored eye that was not wrapped by a bandage, as if he was seeing a statue of a god.
The same look that seemed to be compassionate, but actually had nothing at all.
All living beings are not in His sight.
"I thought... the detective would find out the method I used first." Iso Kaizo's voice was heavy.
He also met detectives who did nothing different from what the police did.
Observe the scene, look for clues, find out the flaws in the method, and then know who the murderer is.
But the detective in front of him first revealed his motive for the murder.
As if he knew himself better than himself, he analyzed his psychology so simply.
"Method? I'm not interested in that. Human emotions are more interesting to me." The black-haired boy with wild eyes said indifferently.
He is not interested in any techniques, he just sees finding out the murderer's psychological flaws as an interesting thing.
"If you want me to repeat the technique you used..." The young man frowned, his expression a little solemn.
"It's not impossible." He reluctantly accepted it.
"Even if he doesn't want it, I still want to know! What method did he use? The case still needs to be recorded!" Yokogawa Shigego shouted loudly.
"...It's really frustrating to have a subordinate like you. Next time, just do what Mr. Mori said and have all the unqualified subordinates have their heads shaved." Tsushima Shuji frowned and was not very happy, and his tone was full of have no choice.
"...This is not good..." I never expected that Tsujima Shuu would calm down his casual remarks about officer Henggou, and Mouri Kogoro, who even planned to actually implement it, said weakly on the side.
If Tsushima Shuji really did this... many police officers would be dragged to have their heads shaved...
At first glance, this kid has a very picky temperament that won't be satisfied with anyone.
Then let those police officers whose heads were shaved know that it was because of what they said...
Although as police they will not commit crimes or kill people...
But after taking off their police uniforms, those people on vacation might get together, put a sack on him and beat him up when he's alone.
Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but tremble when he thought about such a future.
No, absolutely not.
For every police officer whose head was shaved, he would mention a beating.
That kind of future is too scary.
"Huh? I think it's great. In this way, everyone will work very hard and be brainless, and there will be fewer subordinates who are holding back, right?" Shuji Tsushima said in a serious manner, not joking. gesture said.
"...I'm afraid that there is a problem with my safety..." Mouri Kogoro secretly glanced at Yokogawa Shigego, and when the other party glared at him silently, he turned his head silently and whispered.
"Ah..." Tsushima Shuji suddenly realized, making a fist with his left hand and hitting the palm of his right hand.
"Wouldn't it be more interesting?" he said.
Maori Kogoro:? ? ? ? ?
You just want to see me get beaten, you malicious brat!
"The technique is very simple. I overheard some conversations about them while eating. The deceased, Mr. Kawabata, was allergic to eggs, but there was a plate of preserved eggs and a plate of steamed eggs with shrimps on the table." Tsushima Shuji no longer paid attention to Mori at this moment. Kogoro spoke with a calm expression.
"By the way... I saw Mr. Isogami wiping the bottom of the table with a towel. The area he wiped was just under the preserved eggs and shrimp steamed eggs, and he wiped it for a long time."
"If the police inspect it now, they should still be able to find traces of potassium cyanate there." He pointed in the direction of the table.
"The towel in hand of the deceased Mr. Kawabata was not his own, but a towel coated with potassium cyanate that was used by the murderer Mr. Isogami to wipe the table. After the deceased fell, he took advantage of everyone surrounding the deceased to wipe the table. When he was checking the situation, Mr. Isogami switched the towels between the two of them."
"By the way, because the deceased Mr. Kawabata had soup on his pants before and wiped them with a towel, Mr. Isogami also deliberately poured soup on his own towel." He touched his chin as if he had just remembered.
"I tried my best to speak concisely. Do you understand?" He looked at Henggou Shigego.
It was written all over his face that if he didn't understand this, he should resign as soon as possible and stop being a policeman.
At least that's what Yokomori Jugo read from the other person's face.
but……
He is not angry.
"As expected of the detective that my brother admires, he really has two brushes. I underestimated the detective." Yokomori Jugo gave a thumbs up decisively and said enthusiastically, and even wanted to come forward and pat Tsushima Shuji on the shoulder. .
Even though he was blocked by Amuro Toru and Midorikawa Muji, he still persevered in trying to push forward.
It's obvious that he has turned from black to pink.
Edogawa Conan looked at this scene with eyes full of expectation.
Tsushima Shuji has a kind of evil charm, maybe he is too good, and people's perception of him is also very extreme.
Those who like him regard him as a god, while those who hate him curse him to an early death every day.
No one who knew Tsushima Shuji could treat him with a normal attitude.
