Conan's First Love is a Profiler

Chapter 115: The Front Wave and the Back Wave

"I see."

Qinghai Chuantang nodded, "The last time the studio where the incident happened was used was last night, right?"

"Yes."

"What kind of scene is it?"

Yazami flipped open a page of the script, pointed to a certain spot and said, “It’s this scene.”

"Please let me take a look."

After Conan took it, he looked at the words above and instantly understood what it meant.

After returning the script, he ran to the studio.

"In that case, let's go over there. Maybe we can enjoy a mystery show later."

When Qinghai Chuantang just entered, he saw Conan standing there with a smile on his face.

"Sister Xiaotang, you should already know what method the murderer used, right?"

"do not know."

Conan was confused. Why don't you play by the rules?

In that case, Sister Xiaotang, I’m sorry.

Qinghai Chuantang, who sensed the other party's intention, raised his mouth slightly, just like the low-key Dragon King. Then he turned sideways and successfully avoided the other party's anesthetic needle.

The person who followed behind him was Yuanzi.

"This feeling."

After stumbling a few times, Yuanzi sat down against the wall with his head lowered.

Seeing this, Xiaolan ran over and asked nervously, "Yuanzi, are you okay?"

"Xiao Lan, I'm fine. I think I already know who the murderer is."

Ye Jiusheng, who arrived last, was stunned when he saw this scene.

Could it be that Miss Sonoko is Mr. Mori's daughter?
"The linen strips on the cross-scythe spear were used to retain blood. But the linen strips on the spear, which was the murder weapon, did not have any blood on them."

If it is used normally, there will definitely be blood stains. But if the spear is inserted vertically, the blood will not flow onto the linen strip.

"In other words, the murderer stabbed him from above?"

Takagi looked up, but there was nowhere to hang himself.

Qinghai Chuantang didn't say anything, but just walked over silently and turned off the lights in the background.

Conan felt complicated: You knew that and still wasted my anesthetic needle?

"Before the incident, the last time this studio was used was last night. According to the script, the setting should be a house in Kyoto."

Yaran felt something was strange: "Huh? The background board is gone."

Everyone followed her gaze and saw that there was nothing in the background.

"Mr. Dusi, please go over there and pull out the background board."

Du Sihou responded softly.

The background slowly rose up and turned into Kyoto. On the mountain behind, there was a Chinese character "天" (sky) burned out by fire.

Before everyone had a chance to appreciate the beautiful sunset, the background board was instantly saved.

"what's the situation?"

"Is it because the counterweight is not enough? That's why it fell down."

Qinghai Chuantang found a counterweight at the back, which confirmed Ba Ran's guess.

The studio had not been used from the time filming ended yesterday until the incident occurred today.

Therefore, the only one who moved the counterweight was the murderer.

"Did the murderer tie a rifle to a counterweight and then throw it from the ceiling?"

"Yes, that's it."

Sonoko said, "If you want to lift the weight, just use that pulley."

Takagi looked up at the pulley above him and suddenly realized.

He turned and looked at the crowd, "That means even someone with less strength can do it."

But problems also arise.

"If I fall from the ceiling, the spear will probably pierce my head, right?"

"Officer Takagi, what do you think that is?"

Following the direction pointed by Qinghai Chuantang, Gao Mu saw a police manual on a mat not far away.

Gao Mu was startled and quickly touched himself.

"Strange, how did it go there?"

As he said that, he hurried over and carefully picked up the police manual.

In Japan, the police manual is a symbol of the police. If it is lost, it means that the police have failed to do their duty and may even face the possibility of losing their job.

"clang--"

"Eh?"

The spear fell when Wu Sanhe Yi bent down and was about to pick up something.

"Mr. Wu San's fingers were covered with white powder that looked like chalk dust. In the world of film or theater, actors call the marks that mark their standing positions standing marks."

"The murderer placed something on the chalk mark of the station. It was actually a trap for Mr. Wu San to pick it up."

Takagi looked carefully, but there were no traces of chalk around.

"The murderer must have wiped it off."

"That's true. But I think the valuables used by the murderer for this trap should still be stained with chalk dust."

Ye Jiusheng was a little surprised, "Just by putting it on there, it got stained?"

"Because of static electricity."

Qinghai Chuantang explained: "Static electricity can attract small objects. Two thousand six hundred years ago, a Greek man named Thales rubbed a stone and found that it could attract feathers."

That stone is a resin formed from the solidification of ancient tree sap. It is the only gemstone with static electricity properties.

Ordinary gemstones do not carry static electricity.

But among them there was one who wore fine amber—

It's both ancient and cool.

"Officer Takagi, please look at the wound on Ms. Kaneko's right wrist."

"Feel sorry."

As he spoke, Gao Mu pulled up the other person's right hand, and indeed, he found a scar on her right wrist.

"The shape of the wound and the rope pulling the background board should match."

"Director, is this true?"

Yaran looked at her, somewhat incredulous: "Why?"

"But you are the only one who told me to cheer up." Gu Haishen looked at her, also unwilling to believe it.

Among the posters on the wall of the room before, there was one of Takeshi Miyaki wearing a pendant around his waist.

The amber above is very similar to the one on Kaneko Ryoyuki's neck.

Conan silently put down the butterfly voice changer and walked out from behind the screen.

But at this time, no one noticed this detail.

"Dead superstars, decaying studios, and relics of the past like historical dramas. Being bound by these things, unable to move your body, is like your life."

The moment the resin drips onto the insect and wraps it up, any struggle is doomed to be in vain.

The reason why Kaneko Ryoyuki killed him was probably because he felt that he could not refute what the other party said.

"I sincerely hope that you can do your best."

Kaneko Ryoyuki looked at him and said with a smile.

Gu Haishen, hasn’t he also tried hard?

After leaving the filming site, he practiced alone in the alley, and blisters formed on his hands.

Doesn't he want to be recognized by everyone?

It was just that huge mountain that kept pressing down on him, as if leaving him no chance of turning over.

"If you face it seriously, the ronin samurai can be resurrected. But the reason I think so may be because I am bound by the past."

At the end, there was a tone of tears in Kanekuro Ryoyuki's voice.

"Whether you want to be bound or stay the same is up to you."

"Since this pendant was given to you by Mr. Miyagi, he might have thought that if it were you, you would be able to protect this studio during difficult times, so he entrusted the future to you."

The situation will get even more serious later. Even so, will you still want to continue this job?
I hope you can create good works.

Make guests feel that no matter how bad tomorrow is, this world is still worth trusting.

To create this kind of work.

"Thank you."

Recalling what Miyagi Takeshi had said to her, she finally understood why she was like this.

In the end, Ryoyuki Kanekuro was taken away by the police.

Before leaving, everyone stood at the bridge and looked at her, as if they were practicing for her.

"that."

Several people stopped and looked back at him.

"I began to understand why everyone was trying so hard."

Everyone turned to look at him.

"Please teach me how to act in historical dramas! I want to learn to the point where I can pass it on to the younger generation one day."

Gu Haishen bent down deeply and spoke very sincerely.

"Please everyone!"

Kaneko Ryoyuki looked at him and smiled with relief.

Under the setting sun, she seemed to see someone standing on the bridge. It was the original ronin warrior.

He turned around, walked slowly away, and disappeared from sight.

His wish was well inherited.

"Takagi-senpai."

"what happened?"

"In fact, I have always been worried about whether I can become a good police officer."

On the way back to the Metropolitan Police Department, Ye Jiusheng looked a little lost.

"Then why did you choose to become a police officer?"

Because I want to protect the masses and because I want to serve the people.

Whatever the reason, Takagi could use it to motivate him.

Ye Jiusheng answered honestly: "Because civil servants are very stable."

This instantly ruined all the plans that Takagi had prepared.

"If that's the case, then why did you choose to be a detective?"

To implement love and justice, and to bring evil to justice.

Takagi was expecting this answer.

And Ye Jiusheng did not disappoint him.

"I just didn't expect to be assigned as a criminal police officer. Actually, I originally wanted to be a patrol officer. I can go home regularly and have two days off a week. For a criminal police officer, whether it's vacation or anything else, it's very chaotic."

Gao Mu was so exhausted that he could not even cry.

"but."

"When I saw Takagi-senpai's serious look at that time, I understood the charm of being a detective. So I don't regret being assigned to the Investigation Section."

His original purpose of entering the police academy was to become a policeman.

"So, Takagi-senpai."

Ye Jiusheng smiled and said, "Please give me more guidance in the future. I also want to learn to the point where I can pass it on to the younger generation one day."

Looking at the seriousness in the other person's eyes, Gao Mu couldn't help but feel moved.

This shows that the other party recognizes and accepts this profession.

If you just think of this as a job, the Metropolitan Police Department is really no different from a company.

But it is precisely because of persistence, the desire to protect and the justice in one's heart that the profession of "police" has been given a halo.

"Let us work hard together!"

After that day, Takagi was like a chicken with its blood pumped up, honing himself.

Since you are a senior, you must be stronger.

Only in this way can you become a qualified and good role model.

"Miwako, do you feel that Takagi has been acting a little strange lately?"

"You're working harder, isn't that good?" Sato was a little confused about what the other party meant.

"No, I mean, ever since the intern came, Takagi has been very active. I feel like there must be some unspeakable secret between the two of them."

Sato smiled, realizing the other party's misunderstanding.

"Takagi, he just wants to be a qualified senior."

(End of this chapter)