Acting Tips for Conan World

I hope that the large number of people will make Vodka feel a little worried and not rush over to kill him immediately.

After that, I just need to ask Haruna to help hide the information.

The man in the red hat and the woman with short hair were not kind people to become jewelry thieves. They had also robbed convenience stores before robbing jewelry stores.

The woman was afraid of being scolded by the other party and wanted them to help her save face.

After all, they still wanted this woman who was likely to know the way to take them to Tokyo. The man in the red hat shouted in support, "I'm so sorry for entering your friend's house without permission. We'll leave soon!"

The short-haired girl also echoed, "We didn't touch anything, please forgive us~"

Vodka on the other end of the phone suddenly shut up. After a long pause, Vodka continued to ask, "When you came, the door of the villa was open? There was no one there?"

Choye Izumi answered decisively, "No."

"…My friend might have left suddenly because of something urgent. He didn't remember to close the door and didn't mind your business. He probably wouldn't care."

After Vodka said a few words stiffly, he hung up the phone.

Dieyequan breathed a sigh of relief, but he also knew that even though he had managed to fool people temporarily, he couldn't stay in this place any longer.

"Well, even though it's still snowing outside, can you let me take your car and leave?"

Chono Izumi showed an embarrassed expression, "It's not good to stay in this house any longer, I'm really sorry..."

This was exactly what the man in the red hat and the woman with short hair wanted.

"It's okay, it's no trouble!"

The three of them left as soon as they said so. Dieyequan originally wanted to put the painting bag in the trunk, but as soon as he said that, the short-haired girl's expression changed, "Do you think such a big back seat can't accommodate a small painting bag? Listen to me, put it in the back seat!"

"Yeah, the trunk is so dirty. Gasoline was spilled there a few days ago. If you put the painting bag in the trunk, it will smell like gasoline."

The red-haired man cooperated, "Don't be polite."

I heard that gasoline had been spilled in the trunk before, and Izumi Choye... became even more excited!

This is the smell of gasoline!

Every time she went to a gas station to refuel, she particularly liked the smell of gasoline. When she was a child and didn't know much, she even squatted behind a motorcycle to smell the exhaust fumes.

She really wanted the painting bag to smell like gasoline!

But looking at the two people in front of her who were eager and enthusiastic, she still suppressed her desire.

In Japan, a society that is afraid of taking responsibility, it is really rare to see such enthusiastic people. We cannot let their kindness go to waste!

Dieye Quan could only open the car door disappointedly and put the painting bag on the back seat.

The short-haired woman just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly remembered something and her face turned pale. "Oh no, the person in the back seat--"

But it was obviously too late to say this now. Suddenly, the woman's surprised voice came from the back seat, "Huh, blood?"

Dieye Quan looked at the bloodstains on the back seat, then looked at the short-haired woman who suddenly opened the door and looked at her with an unpleasant expression. She was startled and covered her mouth instantly.

She lowered her head and rummaged through her bag, pulled out a pink sanitary napkin from the compartment, handed it to the short-haired woman, and whispered, "Don't be shy... You went to the villa just to borrow a sanitary napkin, right?"

"Ah? Ah..."

The short-haired woman blinked, "Y-yes."

Dieye Quan looked at the blood-stained cushion by the window with sympathy.

The blood is flowing like a river...it's so tragic.

...Luckily this woman is mentally ill. The short-haired woman breathed a sigh of relief. "I have it. It just happened too suddenly and it accidentally got on the cushion. I fixed it right away."

"Look, it's all done."

The short-haired woman touched the cushion and sat down on it.

...Don't be picky, don't be picky!

Izumi Chouno happily showed them the way back to Tokyo. Although she was staying in a hotel in Gunma Prefecture, the two of them were going back to Tokyo, so it was impossible for them to send her to the hotel specially... It would be nice to be able to go back to Tokyo directly, so that they could just give the floppy disk to others.

Looking at the snowflakes outside the window with an artistic feeling, Dieyequan suddenly thought of a question.

If my period has just started...will I bleed so much?

Chapter 294: After the inspection, it is the road to hell

The scenery outside the window was quickly left behind the car.

Dieye Quan finally realized something was wrong. Bleeding so much just after arriving might be due to the woman's physical condition, but there was not a single blood stain on the woman's pants.

Even though I changed my clothes, this car...

Dieye Quan looked around calmly and didn't see any luggage or parcels. Even if they put them all in the trunk, what about the handbags?

If they really went out on a road trip as they said, they would have to have a bag with water cups, toilet paper and other small items on hand.

[Illustrator[14]: It seems like something extraordinary has happened.

Illustration Master [14]: (／_＼)

Illustration Master [14]: The two people in the ride-sharing car looked like murderers... There was a large pool of blood on the mat!

Newbie Lesson 06[]: Isn’t this the jewel thief that Conan encountered?

Illustration Master [14]: Ah…did they actually encounter the jewel thief on their way back? I just remember that they went all the way back to Tokyo and Conan hid in the locker ()

Lesson 06 Newbie []: The one who was knocked unconscious by Conan using a football in the car!

Illustration Master [14]: ...Now that you mention it, I think I remember something. 】

Chono Izumi nodded thoughtfully. If he remembered correctly, their third companion was hiding in the trunk of the car. He didn't know if he was alive or dead. Anyway, Conan

If I don’t solve it…then I just need to deal with the two people in the car.

She touched the necklace around her neck.

Ever since she accidentally killed that guy with an ashtray last time, she realized that she was not careful enough.

In order to prevent such incidents from happening again, she spent money to ask Dr. Agasa to order an anesthetic needle.

Of course it’s not an anesthetic watch like Conan’s. She has tried Dr. Agasa’s shooting tool similar to the anesthetic watch. How should I put it... ten times out of ten she missed the target.

Relying on her strong talent, she can definitely go into close combat.

So she designed the anesthetic needle into a cross pendant. It’s not because she believes in Christianity, but mainly because the cross is very convenient to hold.

The upper head of the cross hides the anesthetic needle, and the three lower heads are just for holding. There is also a gem at the bottom. After inserting the needle, gently press down on the gem and the anesthetic will be re-injected into the anesthetic needle.

Continuous output!

She held the cross gently.

The short-haired woman was always paying attention to Dieyequan's movements. Although this guy's brain circuit seemed weird and she didn't notice their flaws, who could guarantee that she was not pretending?

It would be terrible if someone secretly called the police.

She didn't care about her grip on the cross. Anyway, no matter how much she prayed to her God, she would still die after she led the way back to downtown Tokyo.

Who told her to see their faces?

"Hey, a checkpoint?"

Dieyequan suddenly asked, "Why is there a checkpoint ahead? Did something serious happen?"

"No, I don't know."

The man in the red hat broke out in a cold sweat and pretended to be calm as he stopped the car in front of the checkpoint.

Several policemen surrounded them, led by Shancun Cao.

Although he was demoted for letting a wanted criminal escape last time, Yamamura Cao was still a police officer who passed the semi-professional group exam. In this jewelry robbery incident, he decisively shot and hit a robber in the thigh. The police captain still allowed Yamamura Cao to lead the team to set up checkpoints along the way.

Shancun Cao was full of energy and ambition as he took on such a big responsibility after a long time. He wanted to catch the jewel robbers immediately and let them see what he could do!

"Please show me your driver's license!"

This, this is the policeman who fired the shot!

The man in the red hat held back his trembling hands, took out his driver's license from his wallet, and handed it to Shancuncao as if nothing had happened.

The face is the same as the one on the certificate, so it must be him.

After returning the driver's license to the man in the red hat, he glanced into the car through the window and said suspiciously, "Three people...ah."

Dieyequan looked like he knew nothing. "What happened to the three of them? What happened?"

"Don't you know yet?"

Although a checkpoint was set up, due to previous precedents, the Shancun Exercise was arranged on a road that almost no one walked on.

Chono Izumi's words immediately sparked his interest in talking. "Three masked jewel thieves robbed a jewelry store in Gunma and then dumped the stolen car they used in the robbery in the Gunma mountain area. No one knows where they are hiding."

Shancuncao stared at the short-haired woman's legs covered by her coat. "Judging from the size of the jewel thieves, it seems that there are also a man and two women. Moreover, one of them was shot in the thigh by me while escaping and bled... I think you three are very suspicious!"

"But we just met."

Izumi Chouno looked innocent. "I came from Tokyo to Gunma Prefecture to sketch in the forest. I booked the Moritomo Hotel in Gunma. Just ask at the hotel. You see, neither of them has any luggage. I'm the only one carrying the painting bag."

The short-haired woman unhappily lifted up her coat and moved her legs up and down. "Look, my legs aren't injured... It can't be that you shot my boyfriend in the thigh while he was driving? You're kidding me."

"This, this is it."

After such a misunderstanding, Shancuncao didn't bother to check it carefully. "Let it go."

The old policeman sent by his superior to remind him patted him and reminded him: "Don't you need to check the trunk?"

"No need for that. Could there be another ghost hiding in the trunk?" He immediately thought of the horror movie he had just watched two days ago, and shuddered while hugging himself.

The old policeman was also an experienced man. Once Shancuncao said this, the responsibility was no longer on him, so he stopped trying to persuade him. After all, intercepting a robber was very dangerous.

The man in the red hat stepped on the accelerator and drove through the checkpoint, feeling relieved all of a sudden.

Izumi Choye originally wanted to resolve everything at the checkpoint, but when he heard that the jewelry robbers were two women and one man, he suddenly came up with a bold idea.

The organization will not give up. Once the news of Itakura Taku's death spreads tomorrow, the organization will definitely become suspicious of the whereabouts of the floppy disk.

They would definitely find the person who answered Vodka's call.

If they had been caught at the checkpoint just now, the police would definitely take him to the Gunma Police Station to take a statement. Even if Miyano Haruna erased all traces, the organization could easily get information from the big mouth of Yamamura Cao.

She quite liked this ID card. Her newly-created illustration magazine had just started to gain momentum, and she had collected quite a few interesting illustrated books... She didn't want to be shot down by the organization just like that.

All the way to the city of Tokyo, the man in the red hat quietly turned the car into a dark place and locked all four doors with one button.

Dieyequan held up the car window with one hand,

He tilted his head and said, "You're going the wrong way."

"It's not a wrong move."

The red-hatted man stopped the car with a sinister smile, "To thank you for leading us, let us give you one last ride - to the Yellow Spring Road to Wangchuan!"

Chapter 295: The Deep Mountain Ghost Butterfly Spring

The woman took out a gun from her pocket and pointed it at Dieyequan's head. Dieyequan sat upright in the back seat, smiling unmoved.

Well, if it was a real gun she would still have some concerns, but do you think a mere toy gun can scare her?

Although he thought the woman's reaction was strange, the red-haired man took advantage of the fact that her attention was attracted by the short-haired girl and quietly picked up a kitchen knife from under his feet and chopped at the woman's head with all his strength!

By the time Dieyequan reacted, it was already a little late.

"Pong!"

The illustrator fell down after being hit on the head.

The red-hatted man panted and smiled smugly. The short-haired woman hesitated, "This voice... is there something wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

The man in the red hat waved his hand impatiently. "Anyway, find a place to bury her first. Bury her deep enough to prevent the police from finding her..."

"It hurts."

Dieyequan staggered to her feet as she climbed up from her seat. The blood on her head covered her face and head. "It really hurts..."

Tsk... The woman in the back seat attracted the attention of the man in the front seat, and she actually fell into his trap.

Dieno Izumi smiled.

In the dark alley, a woman with long black hair was smiling, and bright red blood was flowing through her pale skin and dripping onto the car mat.

"Ghost, ghost!"