Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

He picked up Mr. Porto's driver's license and looked at it, and it did give people an aura that made him difficult to approach.

Officer Megure took a deep breath and held the camera in his hand: "After seeing the photos taken by the camera in your bag."

"It can be seen that you were secretly photographing Mr. Hatano as he entered the venue." Inspector Megure switched the photo: "But Mr. Hatano discovered it."

"He almost confiscated my camera, isn't that right?"

"Yes." The old dog put his hands in his pockets and looked forward indifferently.

"What did he say at that time?" Megure put the camera aside.

The old dog snorted disdainfully and turned his head to look to the side: "He just told me not to take random photos."

"One more thing, officer," Takagi added, covering his mouth and lowering his voice, leaning close to his ear: "It's scheduled for tomorrow."

"One of the band members who played accompaniment at Mr. Porto's concert was arrested by the drug enforcement team just now."

"He was caught red-handed with that."

"What?" After hearing this, Megure instantly perked up.

Conan called out to the forensic officer who was passing by: "Uncle! I want to ask you something!"

"What's the matter? Little brother, your name is Conan, right?"

"Did that thing fall to the ground? I think Sister Xiaozi accidentally dropped one of the sides."

Enomoto Azusa raised his head, frowning, recalling what had happened just now, suddenly.

He noticed with his peripheral vision that Subaru Okiya and Bourbon turned their heads at the same time and looked behind them thoughtfully.

"No, nothing of that kind fell on the stage."

"Is there anything missing?" Conan asked, "For example, wire or work gloves."

“Oh!” The forensic personnel clapped their hands. “It is said that the staff put it in the tool box on the side of the stage.”

"It seems that these two items are missing."

"So! Was the folding chair next to the tool box also placed there by the staff?"

The forensic officer shook his head: "It seems that the chair was originally placed further inside."

Bourbon's attention was drawn to two staff members not far away.

"Hey! These equipments need to be moved back directly."

"I heard the concert is going to be cancelled."

"What's going on? We finally managed to untie it." A staff member held the rope with a sad face and said, "We have to tie it back again."

Subaru Okiya asked, "Excuse me, you should have checked the folding chair as well, right?"

"No, we haven't collected fingerprints yet, but we are going to take them back for investigation." He looked ahead: "And the forensic officer, holding the microphone stand."

Subaru Okiya walked forward and came to the forensic officer carrying a microphone stand: "Excuse me, can you let me take a look under the seat cushion?"

He took the chair and saw a shiny round object underneath, which was a pupil dilator.

Bourbon, Okiya Subaru, Conan, and Enomoto Azusa, the four of them smiled at the same time.

Yuanzi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "It seems to be getting out of control..."

"That's right........." Xiaolan smiled bitterly.

After a few moments.

"What!!? Got it?! Are you talking about the murderer's method of hanging the victim?"

"is that true?"

Inspector Megure felt incredible and looked at the four people behind him.

"Yeah, I roughly understand!" Bourbon put his hands in his pockets and smiled confidently: "Then let's go inside the stage and talk about it in detail."

A quarter of an hour was enough.

"In short, the rope is passed around the iron bar where the spotlight is installed, and the other end of the rope is tied to the person sitting on the chair."

"On Takagi."

Takagi looked forward with grievance, as he was being used as an experimental material by Conan again.

Takagi: “............”

"But." Megure quickly put forward his own opinion: "Can one person really hang someone up?"

"Of course you can, Officer Megure." Enomoto Azusa said cutely, "Let Mr. Amuro show you."

She released her grip on Bourbon's arm and motioned for him to proceed, presenting the same method she had just used to reason with him.

Bourbon covered the rope with his hand: "First, hang this rope from above the stage like I demonstrated."

"Make a circle, hold it in your hand, and pass the lower circle from your side around the upper circle."

“It takes two detours in total.”

"Tighten the lower loop again, and at the same time, use the remaining rope hanging below the loop like this."

"Pass it through half of the rope loop below, and then move one end of the large loop."

"Pull to the handrail of the auditorium seat about two meters below."

"Hook it, and then pass the section of rope without the loop through the inside of the armrest of the auditorium seat and clip it in place."

"Then make the same loop as before, and this time the big loop and rope will be pulled about 4 meters away."

"The armrest of the chair." He stepped over and said, "Hook it first, then make a third loop and pass half of the rope through it."

"Then just grab the big loop you just made and this time pull it to the armrest of the seat about 8 meters away."

"Hook it on the handrail, then go back to the small rope loop you made the third time and pull the extra rope."

"Well," Bourbon called to the back, "Now please ask Miss Sonoko, who has the least strength, to help me pull the rope?"

"Do you want me to pull it?" Sonoko pointed at herself, a little uncertain.

She walked up to Bourbon and said, "It's OK..." Sonoko muttered to herself, "Anyway, I can't pull it up by myself."

She grasped the rope and pulled back.

"Ah!! Ah!" Takagi rose into the air with a terrified expression, trying hard to maintain his balance to avoid falling to the ground.

Yuanzi was amazed: "Why?! What on earth is going on??"

Azusa Enomoto spread his hands and smiled faintly: "It's very simple, isn't this the principle of the pulley? Am I right?"

She looked behind her at Okiya Subaru, observing his expression.

"That's right, lady, I didn't expect you to be so proficient in science." Okiya Subaru clapped his hands and walked down the stairs with a smile in his eyes.

"Yes, but compared to top students like you, I'm still a long way behind."

"No, no, don't be polite to me." Okiya Subaru wiped the corner of his lips with his hand: "But I always feel like we have met somewhere before."

"Oh? Really?" Enomoto Azusa raised her voice: "Maybe it's in the store. After all, I often go there to buy groceries."

"Oh yeah, I also often study cooking and stuff like that, maybe we really did run into each other in the store."

"Ahem!" Bourbon interrupted their conversation: "It's better to discuss this kind of thing in private, right?"

“We are still in the process of reasoning.”

Okiya Subaru apologized hastily, smiling sheepishly: "Why did you go off topic?"