Acting Tips for Conan World

His father kindly lent the Stradivari to his uncle to play, but his uncle was so fascinated by the sound of the violin that he was unwilling to return it to his father, and secretly replaced it with a replica when returning it. His father immediately realized that it was not a Stradivarius, and when he came to argue with him, he fell down the stairs and was seriously injured.

He would not have died if he had called an ambulance immediately, but his uncle did not call an ambulance. Instead, he asked Gensaburo to tie him and everyone else at the banquet and pretend that they were attacked by robbers in order to take over the zither.

Maybe it was fate. When he was halfway through his words, Aunt Youmei fell down the stairs and died. No one knew that he already knew the truth.

Yuga is determined to avenge his father.

For a violin... He was willing to kill his own brother, and lend his famous violin worth hundreds of millions to celebrate his birthday...

"It's really, really disgusting."

Yuga pressed the lighter, "Gensaburo, Aunt Ayane, Uncle Choichiro... I will send you one by one to apologize to father."

Throw a lit cigarette butt on the bed to pretend it was an accident caused by not properly extinguishing the cigarette butt in the ashtray before going to bed.

A very simple plan with no flaws.

Because he liked smoking, there was no smoke alarm installed in Shitara Gensaburo's lounge. By the time the smoke broke through the window, Gensaburo's body would probably have been burned to charcoal.

Even if the body was discovered early and not burned to the point where no evidence was left, it would not matter. An autopsy would take at least half a day to find the sleeping pills in the stomach.

He only needs one night, and after killing Shitara Gensaburo and Aunt Ayane, he will follow them to see his father.

The scheduled email in his mailbox records the truth of the matter. When Lianxi knows the truth of the matter, such a kind and sensible child will naturally stay away from this ugly place.

When the time comes, Uncle Shitara Choichiro, who is already suffering from a terminal illness and will soon die, will be left alone facing the empty old house and repenting because of his momentary greed. This is the retribution he deserves!

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Yuga's eyes. Just as he was about to light a cigarette, his ears suddenly caught the sound of a violin.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak—”

The strange sound of the violin was like a top-grade drill, drilling straight into his ears!

That distorted voice, that outrageous tone...

But Yuga could still clearly distinguish which string the sound was produced on, and after only listening to a passage he recognized it as the F minor in Winter from Vivaldi's Four Seasons Concerto.

Vivaldi once annotated sonnets beside the music scores to help the performers understand the inspiration for his composition.

The fourth chapter, Winter, describes the funny postures of people walking on the ice and the cold scenes such as looking out the window at the snowy scenery beside the stove.

But this Four Seasons Concerto "Winter", performed by an unknown artist, had bad intentions from the very beginning.

The miserable cry of the bowstring was like someone cutting through the ice and throwing it into the center of a lake in the middle of winter.

It was freezing cold, and the pain and torture penetrated deep into his bones. Every vibration of the bowstring was like a torture, cutting him into pieces.

He struggled frantically, banging on the ice, trying to climb out, but the performer laughed wildly and used the cut ice to tightly block the center of the lake, poured water on it, and let the severe cold seal the ice.

His body was tortured by the biting cold, and large amounts of icy lake water poured into his mouth and nose, blocking his trachea.

He couldn't even breathe in the exhaust gas from the factory. He could only suffocate! Suffocate! And suffocate!

"Snapped!"

He was tortured by the horrible piano sound and lost all the strength in his body. The lighter and cigarette in his hand fell to the ground helplessly, but Yuga had no intention of picking them up.

Whatever strength he had left in his body, he expended it in raising his hands to cover his ears.

But I can't lift it.

His absolute pitch made his body vomit and lose all strength when he heard this horrible out-of-tune magic sound.

Every note was on the string, but not one was in tune! Every quiver of the bowstring was trembling in the most disgusting way!

Vivaldi would never admit that this was the famous song he composed with great effort!

Yuga's eyes were bloodshot as he looked unwillingly at Shitara Gensaburo who had escaped the danger on the bed because of the sleeping pills he had given him. His body trembled and he fell down with a bang!

Even after falling down, the torturous piano music did not stop.

The more I played the violin, the more I devoted myself to it, the more passionate I became, and the louder and more powerful it became.

"squeak

"Gaga gaga gaga la la la ~"

His ear with absolute pitch immediately discerned that the "Four Seasons Concerto" was about to reach its climax.

Finally, my body couldn't bear the tremendous pain any longer. After vomiting today's lunch, my whole body arched into a shrimp shape and I passed out without moving.

"——Squeaky, ka-cha-deng-ga!"

No. 21 raised the bow high and felt that he was so handsome!

Ah, a drop of sweat rolled down the forehead of the beautiful violinist and fell into her collarbone.

The girl had just finished a performance and was breathing rapidly with a bright smile on her face.

Below the stage, countless audiences who were moved by this brilliant performance stood up one after another and applauded loudly for a long time!

(For details of the daydreaming segment, please refer to BV1JJ411d7be. The applause lasted for three minutes after Mutter played "The Four Seasons·Winter")

"It's so cool," No. 21 murmured to himself, deeply moved. "Such an unprecedented and breathtakingly beautiful performance... was it something I pulled out?"

"Punch Mutter, kick Perlman, I am 21, and the immortal sound will live forever!"

She was moved and pulled it again.

Downstairs, Yuga was twitching rhythmically to her beautiful piano music. After being tortured twice, his soul finally rested.

On the 21st, I hummed the tune of Four Seasons: Winter and sent the recording to the class group.

【Music Family[21]：[7＇39.mp3]

Music Family[21]: The benefits you want [eh heehee.jpg]

Triple Agent [01]: Like listening to heavenly music...】

Chapter 479 No. 21: Who is harming me?

No. 21 happily accepted the flattery from his classmates in the group, but he did not forget his mission.

As soon as it got dark, she came to the main building according to the plot in the script. Maori Kogoro and the others had been waiting for a long time.

On the 21st, ask the housekeeper to take out the famous Stradivarius violin and show it to Kogoro Mori.

Maori Kogoro, who didn't know the value of the violin, picked it up and clamped it between his neck, posing and praising it, "It's really an ancient violin!"

"Uh……"

No. 21 looked nervous. "Haven't I introduced it yet? The maker of this violin is Antonio Stradivari from Italy..."

Although Kogoro Mori's reasoning skills are only half-baked, the breadth of his knowledge is not bad at all.

In the comics, Conan knows about poison, bullets, guns, and all kinds of knowledge, and Maori Kogoro also knows most of them. After accepting the commission from this violin family, he also browsed some more violin knowledge on the Internet.

This caused Maori Kogoro's arms and legs to instantly tremble after hearing this familiar name, and he couldn't stop shaking, "Is that the... the legendary... famous piano that is said to be worth hundreds of millions of yen?"

If you accidentally fall, even if you only sleep half an hour a day and work five minutes a day, your whole family won’t be able to afford the compensation even if they work for a lifetime!

Mao Lilan didn't know what this long foreign name meant at first, but when she heard the hundreds of millions of yen, she understood everything and her face changed drastically: "Hurry... let go! Dad! Hurry up!!"

Maori Kogoro's neck creaked like a robot that hadn't been oiled for 100 years. He slowly turned to Maori Ran, afraid that his shaking limbs would break the piano, and also afraid that he would break the piano if he squeezed too hard. His teeth were chattering and he couldn't utter a complete sentence, "My body is stiff... My hands, I can't open them... You, you come and help me... take it away..."

Mao Lilan shook her head vigorously, "I don't dare either, Dad!"

"It's not that exaggerated!"

No. 21 took the piano from Kogoro Mouri's hand with a gentle smile and put it back into the box.

She has a share of the gold from Suzuki Iko, so she speaks with confidence.

When it comes to rich guys, you still have to look at Karasuma Ren. They only dug a little bit of money from the Karasuma family's Golden House, which was enough for the 32 of them to spend lavishly. Although they couldn't spend too much due to their character settings, they had this money to back them up when they got into trouble, so they could afford to pay for it even if they blew up a street.

Maori Kogoro sighed and calmed his pounding heart. "So, is the commission we want to discuss today related to this legendary piano?"

No. 21 told them solemnly that ever since her grandfather Shitara Choichiro obtained the zither, robbers came and killed Shitara Tanjiro who delivered the zither that day, her grandmother died on her birthday the year before last, and her father on the ID card died again last year.

He followed the plot step by step and didn't add any drama to himself.

After all, this is on the squad leader's territory, so it's better not to do anything that's difficult to resolve.

No. 21 was very proud of his touching thoughtfulness and gentleness, and was ready to move on to the next part of the plot.

She secretly opened the system panel and took out the script.

[Conan looked at the loose curtains and noticed the fire outside: "Is it bright outside?"

Mao Lilan: "Are you setting off fireworks?"

Lian Xi (I) turned around in surprise: "No, there is no such program..."]

After chatting about the foreword on the 21st, we started waiting for Conan to speak.

Wait and wait.

Conan swung his two short legs and stood still, listening to Maori Kogoro's introduction of the efficacious monk.

And wizards.

Occasionally he would look up and pretend to casually glance at No. 21, observing her expression and movements.

Why are you looking at me? Look out the window!

No. 21, who was facing the window, couldn't help but feel anxious.

What’s going on…is it because my action of turning on the speaker was so unnatural that Conan thought I had some big secret, so he focused all his attention on me?

That shouldn't be the case. I was sitting in front of the window. With Conan's observation skills, he could have seen the fire by just looking out the window when he was observing me, right?

Or……

No. 21 recalled his actions before sitting down.

Could it be that because of my obsessive-compulsive disorder I subconsciously pulled the curtains shut before sitting down, preventing the firelight from coming in?

No. 21 was like someone who had just gone downstairs and couldn’t remember whether he had closed the door. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had just pulled the curtains shut.

She racked her brains to come up with a good idea that would allow her to look back naturally without arousing suspicion.

"How rude!"

No. 21 suddenly clapped his hands, a little embarrassed, "I just kept chatting with you guys, haven't you had dinner yet?"

"Isn't there a birthday party tonight? We can just eat at the party then!" said Kogoro Mouri.

Number 21 blinked mysteriously. "When the time comes, there will be one song after another, and comments, and toasts from grandpa to the uncles... I won't be able to eat properly! Every year when my grandpa celebrates his birthday, I fill my stomach in advance before attending!"

She turned around and reached out her hand, wanting to open the curtains. "It's already dark. If you don't eat now, you'll be hungry tonight—Huh?!!"

She stared out the window blankly.

Mao Lilan followed her gaze and looked out the window.

In the dark night sky, a few lonely stars stay quietly in the sky, what a peaceful and tranquil scene.

She looked at No. 21 in surprise, "What's wrong, Miss Lian Xi?"

No...fire?

No. 21 leaned against the window in horror and looked towards the annex building, staring at the room where the fireworks were supposed to be coming out.

No way! Who created this butterfly effect?

She was doing her job here honestly, not daring to make any mistakes, but she had to take responsibility for the butterflies created by others!

Who is it... who is harming me? ! !

"Ms. Lian Xi?"

The soul of No. 21 was twisting and crawling in the darkness on the ground. Thinking about how he had practiced his lines and expressions in front of the mirror seriously in the past two days, he felt so aggrieved that he wanted to burst into tears, but he still had to turn around and face the puzzled gazes of the Maori family.

She looked melancholy and choked up several times. "Just now I looked up and suddenly remembered that when I was a child, I could see a sky full of stars when I sat here, but now I can only see a few scattered ones..."

The three people opposite looked at each other with embarrassed eyes: Is this the artist’s sensibility?

No. 21 looked up at the stars sadly: It’s not a good year, it’s really not a good year!!!

Chapter 480 You Play Me

Until the birthday party started, No. 21 still didn't get her beloved fire. Not only that, Yuga and Shitara Gensaburo, who should have been burned to charcoal, did not appear in the banquet hall either.

Shitara Choichiro tapped hard with his cane, "Where are Yuga and Gensaburo? Does anyone know where they went?"

No. 21 looked left and right, and seemed to be able to answer on his own, "I don't know... I haven't seen them since I met them once in the annex building this afternoon. Did he oversleep in the lounge?"

Maybe because of the butterfly effect, both of them died?