Ke Xue: The thief Cao is actually myself

Chapter 655: Pu Xinnan, really down! (Seeking monthly votes!)
"Where."

Maori Kogoro was so excited that he danced with joy, as if he had won a multi-million-dollar prize. His voice was trembling slightly from excessive excitement, and he said, "Your acting just now was really superb, it was amazing. You are simply a model among professional actors, and it's amazing!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly took out a script from his pocket and pointed at the name on it: "The Threatener Who Sneers in the Dark." He continued to talk nonstop: "In my opinion, this play will definitely be a rare masterpiece. With your wonderful performance, it will definitely cause a sensation."

While gently wiping the blood off her face with a towel, Yoko Okino politely praised: "All this is thanks to Mr. Maori for being our consultant. With your professional guidance, the filming was so smooth. Your experience and insights have added many highlights to this drama."

"That's right. Because of the famous detective Kogoro, our play is so different and its quality has been improved a lot."

The fat man in a beret who had just called a halt also echoed and flattered.

He is the director of this drama - Gondo Taketoshi.

"No, no." Maori Kogoro said politely on the surface, then scratched his head and said smugly: "Director Gondo is really too polite, but when I think about it carefully, it seems to be true."

"After all, I have been working in the detective field for so many years, and the rich experience I have accumulated is not a piece of cake. These experiences can provide a lot of real and wonderful materials for the script, making the script more credible and attractive."

After saying that, he put his hands on his hips and laughed exaggeratedly, "Hehehehehe!" It seemed as if the laughter wanted to let the whole world know how proud he was at the moment.

Conan, who was squatting nearby, looked at Maori Kogoro's smug look and couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart: "Really, he was so smug that he laughed so exaggeratedly! Moreover, he admitted it without blushing or beating his heart. How shameless."

The most important thing is that this confused detective does this not once or twice, but every time. He has not made any substantial contribution, but always takes the credit for himself.

If he couldn't beat the other party and didn't want to expose his identity right now, he really wanted to rush up to the other party and ask him where he got the shamelessness to do such a thing.

While complaining, Conan casually picked up a few matches from the box in front of him and placed them there in a bored manner, trying to relieve his depression through this action, muttering to himself: "Take this here, and put it here."

“This thing is too simple!”

"Hey……"

Seeing this, Nachi Shingo frowned and shouted at Conan in dissatisfaction, as if Conan had committed some unforgivable sin: "Little brat, please don't touch them carelessly! These props are carefully prepared. If you accidentally break them, the entire filming progress will be affected by you. Can you bear this responsibility?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Nachi!" Mao Lilan hurried forward to apologize, her face full of apology, "It's all my fault. I didn't think highly of him. I'm really sorry!"

"Since you have asked for mercy, Miss Xiaolan, I will not bother with this brat." Na Zhizhenwu gently brushed his hair with his right hand, posing in a way he thought was very handsome. "You are so cute that I can't bear to scold you! If it were someone else, I would not let it go so easily."

The tone of his voice was deliberately drawn out, with a kind of self-righteous intimacy, as if he was very familiar with Mao Li Ran.

Mao Lilan gave a dry laugh, feeling a little helpless. She really didn't know how to respond.

This man called Nachi Shingo actually looked pretty good, with regular features and a well-proportioned body. However, his words and actions gave people an indescribable greasy feeling, and every movement and every word seemed to be exaggerated and artificial, making people feel uncomfortable.

In order to avoid the awkward atmosphere from spreading further, she decided to change the subject and said, "Mr. Nachi, is this matchstick combination game also something you're interested in?"

"Should it count?"

Nachi Shingo narrowed his eyes, stretched out his finger and tapped his temple in a deep voice, "A handsome guy like me naturally has intellectual interests!"

As he spoke, he deliberately opened his mouth, revealing his white teeth, as if he wanted to show off his so-called unique charm.

However, in the eyes of others, his series of actions not only failed to show his charm, but instead seemed extremely ridiculous, like a clown performing hard.

The corners of Mao Lilan's mouth twitched slightly, and her smile became increasingly stiff. She thought helplessly in her heart, this guy really feels good about himself all the time. He is simply narcissistic to the extreme, as if the whole world revolves around him.

I really don’t know how to continue communicating with him. It feels like every extra word is a torment.

She even began to wonder if this person had been living in an imaginary world that only belonged to him, completely ignoring the feelings of others and immersed in the beautiful dream he had woven and unable to extricate himself.

Conan couldn't help but roll his eyes and muttered quietly, "Tsk, you just act cool and call it an intellectual interest, it's just a matchstick game, how intellectual can it be!"

Taking in the whole scene, Bai Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and his originally gentle gaze instantly became as sharp as an ice knife.

Although Bai Ye knew in his heart that in the original work, Nachi Zhenwu relied on his handsome appearance and was always extremely narcissistic, especially in front of beautiful women.

But at this moment, seeing him openly flirting with his girlfriend in front of him, Bai Ye couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.

He frowned slightly and was about to speak, but he saw Mao Lilan gently pulling his sleeve, and at the same time signaled him to be patient and not to act impulsively. Bai Ye took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, but his eyes were still cold and cold, staring straight at Zhi Zhenwu, as if he wanted to see through him.

Nachi Shingo was completely unaware of Bai Ye's displeasure, and was still immersed in his own world, continuing to show off his "interest". He picked up a matchstick and said mysteriously: "Do you know? This matchstick game is full of wisdom and strategy, and not everyone can play it well!"

Mao Lilan smiled slightly, and although the smile was a little forced, she still responded out of basic politeness: "Really? It does sound interesting. However, compared to this kind of game, I personally prefer to play some games with friends that can enhance mutual feelings. It feels more fun when everyone laughs and interacts together."

When Nachi Shingo heard this, he suddenly became interested as if he had been injected with chicken blood. His eyes, which were not small to begin with, suddenly widened even wider, and his eyes sparkled with excitement. He couldn't wait to say, "Oh, I see. Then I wonder if I can be lucky enough to become your close friend, Miss Xiaolan? We can also play those games that can enhance our relationship together in the future."

"Mr. Nachi." Bai Ye's voice seemed to come from an ice cellar, chilling to the bone. "You seem to be particularly interested in harassing other people's female companions?"

Someone openly flirted with his girlfriend in front of him. He couldn't just pretend he didn't see it!

In an instant, the air seemed to solidify, and the temperature around seemed to drop sharply. The oppressive atmosphere was like an invisible net, tightly enveloping everyone.

Nachi Shingo finally woke up from his dream and realized that Mao Lilan was not alone. Bai Ye's cold gaze like a sharp blade made him subconsciously take a half step back. But soon, he pretended to be calm and straightened his chest, forced a disdainful smile on his face, and said stubbornly: "It's too much to say harassment, what I said was just normal friendship. Isn't your reaction a bit extreme? Or do you have no confidence in yourself and are afraid that this beautiful Miss Xiaolan will be attracted to me?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Bai Ye provocatively, trying to cover up his inner panic and anxiety with this bluffing, but his slightly trembling fingers still exposed his nervousness at the moment.

Bai Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said indifferently: "Whether it is normal friendship talk or not, you know it better than anyone else."

As he spoke, he suddenly took a half step forward, and the shadow cast by his 187cm tall figure completely enveloped the other person: "Also, I have great confidence in myself."

His voice was so gentle that it sounded like he was speaking sweet nothings, yet it was also filled with an unmistakable coldness: "But I do lack an accurate understanding of the thickness of some people's skins."

Nachi Shingo's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his calm expression. He tried to hide his uneasiness with a frivolous tone: "Hey, don't be so nervous. I was just joking, why take it so seriously?"

“Young people today really can’t afford to have fun.”

Before he finished his words, Bai Ye suddenly took half a step forward without warning.

This oppressive action frightened Nachi Shingo so much that he staggered, and his back hit the prop stand behind him with a "bang". Several plastic swords fell on his carefully groomed hair, and his originally neat hairstyle instantly became messy, like a chicken coop.

"A joke has to be funny to both parties."

Bai Ye leaned over to pick up the matchsticks on the ground. His slender and flexible fingers flipped the matchsticks in the air like a nimble dancer, and cleverly formed a delicate three-dimensional star. He threw the matchstick star gently, and it seemed to have eyes, and it fell accurately into Zhi Zhenwu's suit pocket. "For example, this one - do you think it's funny?"

Seeing this scene, Conan's face turned red from trying to hold back his laughter, and his glasses almost slipped off to the tip of his nose. Especially when he looked at Chi Zhenwu's face which had turned as red as liver, he suddenly felt that the matchstick stars that Bai Ye had made were like a medal of shame pinned on the chest of this greasy man. It was really a relief.

Nachi Shingo's face flushed, and there was a hint of anger and embarrassment in his eyes, but he couldn't get angry. He reached out and pushed the plastic sword off his head, pretended to be calm and tidied his messy hair and clothes, pretending to be nonchalant, trying to save some face, "You...you don't go too far! It's just a game, why take it so seriously."

Bai Ye looked at him coldly without saying anything, but his eyes seemed to say, "You were the one who went too far first."

Nazhi Zhenwu was frightened by Bai Ye's cold eyes. Although he was very angry, he didn't dare to lose his temper easily. After all, Bai Ye's behavior just now had made him a little afraid. He gritted his teeth and said with strong anger: "Humph, okay, you are so cruel! Let's just forget about this matter today, and we will see what happens!"

After saying that, he glared at Bai Ye fiercely and turned around to leave.

Mao Lilan looked at Bai Ye with some concern, then looked at the departing figure of Zhi Zhenwu, and said, "Bai Ye, he won't give up just like that, will he? It seems like he is very angry."

Bai Ye gently held Mao Lilan's hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, Xiaolan. This kind of person is a bully who only fears the strong and bullies the weak. As long as we don't show weakness, he won't dare to do anything. Besides, his behavior just now was excessive. I'm just giving him a small lesson."

Conan nodded and agreed, "That's right, Brother Bai Ye did the right thing! People like him who are narcissistic and annoying need to be taught a lesson. However, we still have to be careful in case he plays any shady tricks."

Bai Ye frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Well, Conan is right. We have to be careful in everything we do next time. This incident also reminds us that there are all kinds of people in this place, so we have to be more cautious."

Mao Lilan nodded and said, "Okay, let's be careful. By the way, I just heard Nachi Shingo say that this matchstick game requires wisdom and strategy. I'm a little curious, Bai Ye, is there any particularity to the three-dimensional star you just put together?"

Bai Ye smiled slightly and said, "In fact, the matchstick game does require some spatial imagination and logical thinking. The key to the three-dimensional star I put together is to master the angle and position of each matchstick. Just like solving a case, every detail is important. Only by combining them reasonably can you get the desired result."

Mao Lilan's eyes lit up and she said, "Now that you mention it, I think this matchstick game is quite interesting. Maybe it can also improve my reasoning ability."

Bai Ye smiled slightly and said, "That's right, many seemingly simple games actually contain profound truths."

As they were talking, they suddenly heard a quarrel not far away...

(End of this chapter)