Conan: Money is Almighty

“Oh, it’s okay, it’s just that I accidentally spilled the drink on Brother Matsui!” Ayumi said reproachfully, her eyes glancing over her stained vest from time to time.

“Anyway, you have to wear a prop costume when playing Gomera, so it doesn’t matter if you get your clothes dirty!” Matsui winked at Ayumi.

“By the way, do you want to see the head of the Gomera that can be automatically controlled?” Matsui asked with a smile.

“Think!”

The juvenile detective group replied in unison, only Conan rolled his eyes on the side, this group of imps!

“Then you guys wait here, I’ll go get it and come back!” Matsui bent over and said.

Everyone from the juvenile detective team nodded.

Matsui led the door over.

Only Conan, the group of imps, is still in the first warehouse.

“Is Gomerah really going to end?” Ayumi has a regretful face.

Mitsuhiko sighed, “I just heard that the ending seems to be that Gomela died… ”

“Huh?” Motsucha exclaimed dissatisfiedly, “This ending is not fun at all!” I hope that Gomera will never finish! ”

“Since it has lost its commercial value, it naturally has no meaning in its existence!” Conan said nonchalantly on the side.

“What is the business value?” Genta asked.

Mitsuhiko stroked his forehead with his hand, “That is, the ability to create money~”

“Hey, you’re too ruthless, aren’t you? Conan,” Genta glanced at Conan with disdain.

Conan pouted, a bunch of ignorant imps!

But just as they were chatting casually, Matsui’s screams suddenly sounded outside the door.

Several Conan people reacted quickly and quickly rushed out of the first warehouse.

At the door, Matsui sat on the ground with his knees folded, and at his left knee, bright red blood flowed!

“Mr. Matsui, has something happened?” Conan quickly crouched down to check Matsui’s injuries.

“Leave me alone!” Matsui raised his voice, “It’s Gomera!” He stabbed me with a knife and went over there! ”

Matsui pointed in the direction of the corridor.

“Abominable!” Conan shouted.

Several members of the juvenile detective team pulled their legs and rushed to the end of the corridor.

Matsui smiled bitterly and was about to stand up to carry out his killing plan, his knee was not injured at all, but he used a little prop blood to smear it.

A hand was on Matsui’s shoulder!

Matsui looked up and saw that it was Miyamoto Han!

“Mr. Miyamoto, why are you here?”

“I heard your screams at the shooting site again, so I came to take a look!”

Miyamoto’s hand was still on Matsui’s shoulder.

Matsui showed a disappointed look!

“Give it up!” Miyamoto Han shook his head, “Your killing plan is not perfect! ”

As soon as he heard the killing plan, Matsui’s eyes were cold, and his shoulders began to tremble slightly.

“What are you talking about? I don’t understand! ”

“It’s best if you don’t understand, I repeat once again, killing people is not good for you!”

Matsui buried his head, “I… “He wanted to say something, but he couldn’t say it!

But Ayumi and their screams still came from the shooting site.

“What’s going on?” Matsui looked at Miyamoto Han suspiciously.

Miyamoto Han let go of his hand and pushed his glasses, “I’ll take a look, you still stay here, after all, the injury on your leg still has to be acted like a little, right?” ”

Miyamoto Han took out a knife from his arms and threw it in front of Matsui, “Originally, you didn’t have to get hurt, but unfortunately I came one step late.” ”

It didn’t take long for Miyamoto Han to come to the shooting site.

In the very center of the model building, lies a corpse!

This corpse,

It’s Kamei producer!

“What happened?” Miyamoto asked.

“It’s Gomera! Gomera stabbed this uncle to death with a knife! Ayumi replied loudly.

“By the way, what about the Edogawa children?”

“He and Genta went after Gomera!” Mitsuhiko said.

On the other side, Conan followed the footprints of Gomera on the paint, all the way to the rooftop, and looked down from the top of the building.

Downstairs, only the burnt residue of the Gomera prop suit is left!

It seems that the murderer threw this set of props off the roof after committing the murder!

But why?

Why is there no trace left by the tail dragging of the Gomera tail at the staircase?

Conan Mo clenched his chin and couldn’t figure it out.

The police department arrived at the scene about ten minutes after receiving the report.

Seeing that Miyamoto Han and Conan were both at the scene, the Twilight Police Department showed a very speechless expression.

Matsui was wounded to his knee in the corridor of the first warehouse, and a policeman was dressing his wound, while other staff gathered around Matsui.

The Twilight Police Department is taking criminal investigation notes.

“Director Mikami, where were you when the Kamei producer was assassinated?”

“I was in the studio on the first floor, doing the final split-shot.”

“Why are you sweating so much?” Twilight looked at him suspiciously.

“This is because there is no chiller in the studio on the first floor, and I am a sweaty person myself!” He wiped beads of sweat from his forehead with a cloth.

“Then why was Miss Sakaguchi on the scene when the case happened?”

“That’s because I want Kamei producers to come to the screening room to watch the film! I thought to myself that this was the last time, anyway, the Gomera movie was coming to an end, so I thought about letting Kamei producers watch it with us! ”

“Did you see Gomera’s back then?”

“Yes, yes, it’s just that Gomera’s walking posture was a little strange at that time!”

“Strange?”

“I think he’s having trouble walking!”

Miss Tomomi thought with a finger on her chin.

“That’s natural!” Director Mikami also walked over, “Because the people who can really wear the Gomera prop suit and walk freely can only do it Matsui, who has accompanied Gomera for ten years!” ”

Director Mikami looked proud!

“I remember that Mr. Matsui received a stab wound to his knee when he committed his life, it should not be him!” Miyamoto Han reminded on the side.

Conan looked at Miyamoto Han strangely, this guy, why is it a little strange?

“Yes, too!” Twilight nodded, “In this way, the prisoner may be between Miss Sakaguchi, Mr. Anda, and Director Mikami!” ”

“No, it may also be committed by outsiders!” Miyamoto Han pushed his glasses, “At that time, except for Miss Sakaguchi, Mr. Anda, and Director Mikami, everyone was watching wool films in the screening room, even if they were outsiders, it should be easy to enter the set and kill the Kamei producer!” ”