Isn't it very scientific to use the Death Note to kill people?

After getting the autograph, Reiko Shimizu left with a smile.

Not long after, Lin Jiashu suddenly saw Chianti and his group in the queue, and they also noticed Lin Jiashu's gaze, so Chianti waved at them enthusiastically.

Lin Jiashu pretended not to see it.

quickly,

Cohen, who was at the front of the line, walked up and handed the book in his hand directly to Lin Jiashu.

"Okay, thank you for your support."

"I am looking forward."

After getting the autograph, Cohen walked away contentedly.

The next Chianti comes up and it’s like, “Yo, Cointreau!”

"Hello, Miss." Lin Jiashu's business smile was impeccable.

"what?"

Chianti raised her eyebrows at the eye with the swallowtail butterfly tattoo. She leaned forward, her tall figure, arms resting on the table as she grinned, "You're acting pretty serious. I and the others lined up specifically to support you... Hey, how about it, are you surprised or not?"

"Ma'am, there are still many people waiting in line. Could you please take out the book?"

The assistant assigned by the publishing house treated Chianti as a spirited young girl who came from nowhere, and he walked up to her and urged her politely.

Before Chianti could react to his words, Vodka pulled her - Cointreau's identity needed to be kept secret. It didn't matter if they came to the book signing event to join in the fun, but if Chianti really went crazy and attracted attention, her brother would be furious.

It's not like Chianti didn't understand this, but she just kept on ranting about it, then took the autograph and left.

The subsequent vodka and tequila did not cause much sensation.

However, when signing for Tequila, Lin Jiashu asked his name and wrote a blessing... Just like that, Tequila straightened his already straight back in front of the three people.

Just as the few people from the winery were leaving, Haibara Ai suddenly looked terrified in the long queue of the Detective Boys outside the venue.

She felt the breath of the organization.

"What's wrong, Huiyuan?"

Conan noticed that Haibara Ai's expression was wrong and asked subconsciously. Then he looked in the direction of her pale face and saw a black car driving away in the distance.

However, a few seconds before Conan noticed, what Haibara Ai saw was Vodka sitting in the driver's seat, and Chianti and Cohen also got into the car...

"..."

She didn't say anything for a long time.

Looking at Conan Edogawa who was still unaware of the situation, Ai Haibara, who gradually calmed down as Vodka and the others walked away, said nothing - if she had said anything, this impulsive and reckless detective would probably chase after them regardless of the consequences, and he might also think of Cointreau.

Lin Jiashu continued to sign autographs for people.

Aside from a few times where I was really tired and needed to rest, the autograph session lasted over four hours in total....

When it was the turn of the Junior Detective League children, Ayumi Yoshida was obviously the happiest, especially when she received the message from Hayashi Yoshiki, she hugged the book tightly in her arms.

Haibara Ai also got it.

"What... It's not fair to give it only to girls." Genta Kojima complained.

"Not really, Conan got it too."

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya said.

"Damn it! Why don't we have it?"

"That can't be helped... those who don't have it are the majority."

"Well...thank you for waiting in line. How about I treat you guys to ice cream next time we meet?"

Lin Jiashu looked at them and smiled.

A simple sentence immediately made their spirits rise again, and Kojima Genta no longer had any complaints... Although he was a little too demanding and asked, "Can I have an eel rice?", Hayashi Yoshiki didn't mind.

"What's wrong, Ai? You look a little depressed." Lin Jiashu noticed that Haibara Ai was very silent.

"......nothing."

Looking at the man who gave her the suppository with his own hands, Haibara Ai still feels a little uncomfortable every time she sees him recently.

She was mainly wondering what Vodka and the others were trying to do by appearing at Lin Jiashu's book signing event...

When the autograph session was finally announced to be over and Hayashi Yoshiki was signing the names of the last few fans, Yoko Okino hurried over with her face tightly wrapped in disguise.

"Thank you for your hard work, Yoshiki-kun."

She spoke to Lin Jiashu in a sweet tone.

She rushed over after finishing a full day of shooting.

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Chapter 135: So you are a pervert!?

After buying Lin Jiashu's new work, Conan opened it and read it as soon as he got home.

The name of this new work is "The Wax City Murder Case".

The book begins with Kindaichi being invited to participate in a mystery event called "Mystery Night" attended by famous detectives from all over the world. The event takes place in a wax figure city called "Bardo Castle" which is known as the resting place of the dead.

Because the winner of "Suspense Night" will receive an entire castle and 2 million yen in cash as a prize, many people participated. Among them, in addition to detective Kindaichi, there were also famous mystery writers, mystery novel critics, detective agency presidents, crime reporters, psychologists, and elite detectives...

The luxurious lineup instantly aroused Conan's anticipation.

After all, there are so many reasoning-related experts in the article. If each of them is to play a role, then the case that will appear this time will definitely not be sloppy and simple.

Moreover, given Lin Jiashu's personality, it is impossible for him to write a trivial case to tarnish his reputation and pride.

Yes.....

In Conan's eyes, Lin Jiashu is a very proud person.

He continued to read.

The city of Bardo in the text was moved from medieval Germany. The castle only uses candles for lighting, and the various torture instruments in the basement have a faint smell of blood in the description.

The castle is divided into the West Building and the East Building, and connecting the two buildings is a room for storing wax figures, which contains 1:1 wax figures of all the people invited to participate in the event.

The case begins when the protagonist Kindaichi follows the message left by the organizer of the event and places the wax figure of the mystery writer in the wax museum in a specific posture at a specific location, making the wax figure look like it was stabbed with a knife and left with a death message... After simple reasoning, everyone immediately pointed out that the "murderer" was Kindaichi.

A small game easily established the elite personalities of the supporting characters, which made Conan nod involuntarily.

But soon after, everyone discovered that the mystery writer whose wax figure was used as a setting for the game had actually died in his own room, and the way he died was exactly the same as the scene in which the wax figure was set up before.

The entrances and exits of the castle have also been blocked.

No one could escape before the end of the event. In this predicament of a snowstorm in a mountain villa, people began to die one after another, and before each person died, a wax figure would be arranged to look like the victim at the time of death.

The most incredible thing is that everyone has an alibi...

"There are secret rooms in both the East and West Towers... The castle's chimneys can be connected between these two places—"

"But how did you get this alibi?"

Conan rubbed his chin in thought.

His mind raced as he turned to the next page.

In a bar in a corner of Beika Town far away from the Mori Detective Agency

In front of the bright bar counter, Gin sat in the corner of the bar and flipped through a book signed by Hayashi Yoshiki - which he took from Vodka.

"Because of the previous foreshadowing, everyone had a preconceived notion that the victim would be killed in the same way as the puppet...

"Using the influence of this concept and the ingenious arrangement of disguising myself as a wax figure to complete the alibi."

"Hmph...it's really the kind of unnecessary stuff that's only found in mystery novels and third-rate murderers."

Gin, who had read the entire novel, scoffed at this.

Vodka next to him just took a sip of his Vodka Martini and turned his head:

"Ah, Cointreau doesn't write very well, brother?"

Gin didn't answer.

Although he could not appreciate this kind of detective novel, he had to admit that Cointreau's creation was indeed brilliant.

In fact, he was quite immersed in watching it.

Sometimes detective novels are a game between the creator and the reader. After the author lays out the murder case and explains the clues in the story, whether the reader can successfully figure out the method before the protagonist is the decisive factor.

However, even Gin was a beat late in reacting.

In this case, the design of the wax figures, the existence of the double-locked chamber, and the influence of the protagonists, supporting characters, and even the preconceived notions implanted in the reader are all exquisitely crafted. The story unfolds with remarkable fluidity and excitement, right up until the final moment, when a tiny flaw accidentally left by the murderer is discovered, leading to the entire mystery being solved.

Even Gin admitted this.

He simply felt that this method of killing was too tedious and troublesome, and it would be much easier to plant a bunch of bombs and blow up everyone and the castle.

"But, it's indeed Cointreau--!"

Joy filled his dark green eyes as Gin placed the book on the bar.

There is a saying that creation is an extremely personal matter, and sometimes creators will inadvertently reveal their thoughts in their works.

Gin agreed with this idea.

When the murderer of this case was finally caught, he kept saying things like "artistic crime", "criminal work", "the art of perfect crime"... As expected, Cointreau regarded criminal murder as art!

"..."

Why is it that big brother is getting excited after watching this?

Vodka watched from the side and didn't dare to say anything.

On the other side, Chianti looked at Cohen, whose eyes were completely drawn to the novel, and said, "Is that enough? You've read this paragraph ten times, right? You still haven't seen enough!"

"..."

Cohen didn't even look up, but simply pushed his sunglasses up on the bridge of his nose and said, "I saw my name."

"and then?"

“Cointreau wrote me to death.”

Cohen said this with a strange blush on his face: "Being locked in a medieval iron virgin torture device, pierced by spikes all over the body and bleeding to death... It's really well written."

"So you're a pervert!?"

Chianti called out, rising from his seat and moving away from him with his glass.

Cohen didn't reply, but continued to read the book.

Tequila sat in the middle and flipped through the book two or three pages at a time. It didn't take long for her to finish the whole book, but she still couldn't make any sense of it.

He is a rough old man who is good at killing and arson.

Although it's not that he is illiterate and uncultured, but reading books... especially detective novels that require one to calm down and read, is really difficult for him as a rough guy.

Why not take Vodka and the others to a brothel?

at the same time,

People who are more interested in Hayashi Yoshiki are reading this book, such as The High School Detective in Kansai, The Phantom Thief in Ekoda City, and The Transfer Detective.

Everyone was focused on the work itself, except for a certain witch, dressed in bizarre clothes, hiding in a dark basement. After reading for a while, she threw the book aside and said with gritted teeth:

"Damn Lin Jiashu--!!!"

"asshole!"

"I will never forgive you!!"

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Chapter 136: Bluffing only reveals your weakness, Ms. Sufang Hongzi

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