Acting Tips for Conan World

With a whoosh, he rushed in following Conan's footsteps.

No. 25 was really nervous. Kogoro Mouri and the two girls were still standing at the door obediently, but his main target was Conan and Heiji Hattori!

He sighed deeply, moved aside, and gave up struggling, "Everyone, please come in."

Conan and Hattori Heiji smelled a strong smell of alcohol on the man at the door. Following the smell, they easily found Room 25 where the three of them were playing flying chess together.

Although the room was extremely dim due to the heavy curtains, the two of them could still see

To the scene inside the room.

In the room, an American action movie was playing on a huge screen. The hero and heroine were kissing passionately, dozens of wine bottles were rolling under the screen, and a man and a woman were sleeping soundly on top of each other.

Mao Lilan and Toyama Kazuha who followed behind turned their heads away instantly. Mao Li Kogoro touched his chin and said, "That woman is Mrs. Morokaku. Mrs. Morokaku and Mr. Morokaku are sleeping together, so who are you?"

"I've already told you that I'm the man of this house!"

No. 25 looked at the two sleeping dead pigs and no longer expected them to help, so he simply overturned all the previous discussions.

He angrily walked to the cabinet in the room, took a photo frame from the counter, and angrily slapped it in front of Hattori Heiji, "Look!"

In the photo frame are the wedding photos of ID cards No. 25 and No. 31. ID card No. 25 has an awkward smile on his face, while ID card No. 31 also has a formulaic smile on his face.

But this is undoubtedly a wedding photo.

Hattori Heiji blinked in confusion, pointed at the two people playing Jenga in the room, and stammered, "Then, who is the man who is pressing down on Mrs. Morokaku?"

No. 25 walked over and patted No. 27 on the shoulder. "He is my college classmate. We have a good relationship. I invited him to my house today to drink with me. Unknowingly, he drank too much and this happened."

Hattori Heiji groaned, "So that's why your wife and your college classmate are lying together so intimately!"

No. 25 scratched his head, looking confused. "Falling asleep after getting drunk, this is normal, right? It happens to us all the time."

"It's not normal! It's not normal at all!"

Maori Kogoro's face turned pale and he waved his arms, "No matter what, you can't let your wife sleep with another man!"

No. 25 said honestly, "But the three of us got drunk and slept on the floor together. We didn't let them sleep together. Well, to be honest, it was a bit awkward the first time. My buddy said it might be because I'm too fat and my body temperature is too high. When I'm drunk, I'd like a cooler place, so we'd hug each other... Is that true?"

No, no, no, no, what kind of heresy is this!

Maori Kogoro felt like he was suffocating as soon as he put this scene into his own mind. "Even if you are drunk, you should still protect your wife! But your problem is not that simple at all... There is something fishy going on between your wife and your classmate! Didn't you notice it?"

No. 25 is not very good at acting surprised, and always makes it look exaggerated and fake, but it is just right here, "What nonsense are you talking about... Anyway, you have seen my wife, and you have confirmed that she is okay!"

He pushed Maori Kogoro and Hattori Heiji out angrily, "If you want to talk about anything, wait until my wife sobers up tomorrow. Get out of my house quickly!"

"and many more!"

"you listen to me!"

"Idiot, you're going to regret this!"

Maori Kogoro yelled as he was pushed out of the door by No. 25. He looked at the closed door, straightened his wrinkled coat, and returned to the driver's seat, "I really shouldn't have meddled in other people's business!"

Hattori Heiji sat in the passenger seat and hugged his head. "I really don't understand the relationship between you adults. It seems that their relationship is much more complicated than the situation where your family has been separated for a long time."

"Please don't compare their situation with my family's!"

Maori Kogoro felt a chill and glared at Hattori Heiji fiercely, "I won't come tomorrow, you guys can take a bus and come later!"

Conan sat silently by the window in the back seat, staring at the Morokaku family's house.

"I always feel like something is wrong...where is it?"

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No. 25 closed the door and locked the noisy Kogoro Mouri out, and only then did he feel a lot quieter in his ears.

"There's really no way out now."

He rubbed his head, staggered back to the room, and kicked the two people in the room on their butts.

No. 27 and No. 31 opened their eyes dazedly, and saw No. 25 squatting in front of them, showing a kind smile, "This is also for the benefit of the three of us... Can you understand?"

The two of them subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but they still nodded in confusion.

"that would be great."

No. 25 stood up, and the Buddhist beads he had been keeping in his pocket slipped out, and the round beads scattering with a crackling sound.

He hummed a song and poured the remaining beer into the two men's mouths to make them sleep more deeply. Then he followed the method of committing the crime on the identity card in the script and used masking tape to wrap the matchsticks with tissue paper on the incandescent lamp that was prone to high temperatures. In this way, when the temperature accumulated to a certain level, the matchsticks would automatically ignite and fall down with the burning tissue paper.

Then he took out a barrel of gasoline from the warehouse and poured it all on the ground. The ID card was a bit unrefined, and the outside of the gasoline barrel was a bit sticky, but time was short and proof of absence was important, so it wouldn't be too late to go to the supermarket bathroom to clean it.

No. 25 turned on the incandescent light, placed the red horse by the window, and after recreating the murder method in the script, he picked up his wallet and left the house naturally. When he met his neighbors, he greeted them happily.

"Oh, yes, go buy some house curcumin to help my wife and friends with their hangovers

, they drank too much!"

Chapter 316 Don't Stimulate the Madman

Kogoro Mori parked the car in front of the Morokaku residence, and the five people stared in blank stare at the raging fire burning in the Morokaku residence.

On the way back, they passed by a fire truck. They realized something was wrong and followed it to take a look. The Morokaku residence, which was still intact half an hour ago, had been burned black in the fire.

The firefighters quickly got out of the car to put out the fire. Fortunately, the neighbors called the police in time and the fire did not spread to other houses. They used water guns to suppress the fire little by little and gradually surrounded the flames.

The police officer in charge of the fire was asking the neighbors about the news of the residents. The neighbors looked very frightened and stuttered and couldn't speak any words no matter what they were asked.

Maori Kogoro stepped forward without hesitation, "We just visited the Morokaku family. Mr. Morokaku and Mrs. Morokaku were drinking with... uh, Mr. Morokaku's college classmates. They were quite drunk. I'm afraid all three of them are now-"

"Mr. Morokaku is fine!"

The neighbor came to his senses and said, "Mr. Zhujiao went to the supermarket to buy sobering drinks. He just left half an hour ago. I'm afraid he is on his way home now."

No. 25 pushed through the crowd at the right time and rushed in with a look of disbelief on his face, his hands and feet shaking crazily, and he knelt down in front of the house with a thud, "Wife! Brother!"

He dropped the sobering drink in his hand to the ground without any pretense and rushed into the house desperately.

Although his acting skills haven't reached the level where he can cry easily, as long as he opens his eyes wide and is exposed to the smoke, the tears will flow out on their own.

"Calm down! Sir, please calm down!"

The police officers tried their best to stop No. 25 from rushing in. He collapsed on the ground crying, "Why on earth did this happen? I was only away for half an hour... How could it turn out like this!"

Hattori Heiji and Conan looked at his grief-stricken back and suddenly realized what was wrong.

Conan recalled what he said before, "It was just drinking... If he really didn't care as much as he said, why did he lie and say his wife wasn't home when we knocked on the door?"

Hattori Heiji crossed his arms and observed Mr. Morokaku who seemed to be in great sorrow. "...Unless he wanted to do something while they were asleep from the beginning."

He is really very suspicious.

Fortunately, this is a detached villa, and the room where the fire broke out is only separated from the back garden by a glass door. The firefighters broke the glass door from the backyard and directly suppressed the fire with water guns. Soon, the fire was completely extinguished.

But even if they were fast enough, the two people in the room where the fire started could no longer be saved.

The strong wind was blowing, but it couldn't blow away the burning smell at the scene.

"Report, two charred bodies were found in the house, and this was found near the bodies!"

The firefighter handed the red horse in his hand to Inspector Yumio of the Fire Crime Investigation Division 1 with a serious expression.

Inspector Yuminaga looked at the red horse in his hand. "I was mentally prepared when I saw that the fire started at 4-chome in Haido Town. The serial arsonist committed a fourth arson, and it took the lives of two people at once."

"Don't jump to conclusions."

Hattori Heiji looked at the red horse in Inspector Yuminaga's hand and said, "The red horse in the arson case is well known to everyone, and the sequence of the serial arson cases can also be found in the newspapers. Although the sequence is in line with the red horse, it may just be a murder case that imitates arson?"

Inspector Yuminaga also knew Hattori Heiji's reputation. "But the red horse left at the scene of the fire this time seemed to be carved from the same mold as the previous red horse. I'm afraid it's impossible for a copycat to do this, right?"

"Same mold?"

Hattori Heiji looked at Mr. Morokaku who was sitting in the corner, staring at the ground in a daze.

Was it not an impulsive copycat murder? Could it be that he had made a mistake?

At this time, 25 didn't care about their thoughts. All his attention was focused on dealing with his classmates.

[Cheating Wife [31]: Huh? Huh?

The cheating wife[31]: How did I die?

Brother in Arms[27]: I’m dead too!

Brother in Arms [27]: What happened? He died suddenly. The house looks like it was on fire.

Brothers in Arms [27]: This fire, this police, this Conan, this scene, why do I feel like I have traveled to a day later... Did I drink too much and forget everything I did?

Brother in Arms[27]: But why did I die?

Cheating Wife [31]: Oh, I seem to remember someone knocking on the door when I was half asleep, and who opened the door? 】

No. 25 was a bit panicked.

I wanted to use “you guys agreed to this before” as an excuse, but I felt like I would get a good beating.

Although his original intention was indeed for the good of the script, he didn't want to get beaten for it!

He took a branch and scratched the ground twice, and an idea came to him.

【Promotion and Wealth[25]: I trust you so much!

Cheating Wife[31]:?

Brothers in Arms[27]:?

Promotion and Wealth[25]: One is my beloved wife, the other is my most trusted brother!

Get promoted and become rich[25]: But you treat me like this!

Brothers in Arms [27]: You better save your breath. There is no point in putting on an act here.

It makes me feel awkward.

Cheating Wife[31]: Yes, I don’t have the crazy energy you have when you are obsessed (ω)

Promotion and wealth[25]: ...】

This is awkward.

No. 25 was so ashamed that he wanted to find a piece of tofu and bang his head against it to die.

"That's weird... They're all me, how can they be any different?"

He gritted his teeth, stared at the two sentences he had uttered and began to analyze his own personality.

My marriage to my wife was a matter of compromise, a cooperative relationship entered into by my wife in order to satisfy her father's wish to find a son-in-law and obtain the inheritance.

Whether they think I have no future, am not handsome, or have cheated on me, "I" don't care. As a psychiatrist with some financial prospects, I agreed to marry into my wife's family just to fulfill my wish.

I want to open my own private hospital.

For this reason, anyone who stands in my way... no matter if it's my wife who holds a hold over me and wants to kick me out of the house, or Zeng Wo who seduces my wife into thinking about divorce so that she can take the property away... he will never let go!

No. 25 looked with a gloomy expression at Hattori Heiji and Conan who were asking the police about the details of the fire scene. If he could just dispel their suspicions... if he could just dispel their suspicions, as her spouse, he could get % of his wife's inheritance!

It just so happens that the house was burned down, so we can rebuild a hospital directly on this piece of land!

A private hospital that belongs only to you!

Although he doesn't know where this strong desire comes from, No. 25 is full of anticipation for the future when his dream will come true.

He carefully hid himself, and sad tears naturally left his eyes that had been dried by the wind. He looked at the people coming and going in the street with a lost soul.

It's like an ordinary person who is in pain and fragile and dares not accept the reality because he has lost everything.

Chapter 317: Respect your conscience! Spend your credits on me!

"Yeah, that's right."

"After Mr. Maori and the others left, I couldn't sleep either. It was getting dark, and if they continued to sleep like that, they would miss dinner and their stomachs would be upset, so I thought about going out and buying them some sobering drinks."

No. 25 looked very sad and burst into tears, "Who knew, who knew... If I had known, I shouldn't have left!"

Looking at Mr. Morokaku's howling expression of grief, Maori Kogoro bit his cigarette holder and muttered, "This guy didn't look like this just now."

Fortunately, Inspector Yuminaga did not pay attention to Kogoro Mori's nonsense. After asking him questions, he let No. 25 deal with the funeral of his wife and friend.

To be honest, No. 25 doesn't care about the funeral of his wife and friend. They are the two biggest stumbling blocks on his way to realizing his dream. He doesn't even want to buy them a cemetery. He just wants to cremate them in the crematorium and throw them directly into the trash can.

But he was very worried that Conan and Hattori Heiji would deduce something while he was dealing with the aftermath.

After all, his previous idiotic behavior had caused these two people to have a lot of doubts about him, so he had to come up with a more conspicuous target to draw their attention away!

Pull out that honest man Xuantian again?