Chapter 91: It's not the same script as promised
Now, due to Tatsuya Kimura's talent for hate, Conan has taken his attention away from Shiraishi and frowned at the overly arrogant singer.
When he first looked over, he still looked at the scum, but as the music flowed, Conan was stunned to find that Tatsuya Kimura had his head down, slowly revealing an extremely sad expression. This made him start to feel confused.
Mari Terahara sings very well. After she let go of the microphone and walked off the stage, the next song was a song that Tatsuya Kimura ordered for Mieko Shibasaki.
This song is used to mock Shibazaki Mieko for not being assertive - Tatsuya Kimura can be said to have done his best to pull hatred, rain and dew, and make sure not to let go of any of them.
If it weren't for Shiraishi knowing in advance that it was Mari Terahara who was poisoned, and only letting him judge based on the situation at the scene, he really couldn't guess who wanted to kill the most - it seems that everyone could have a motive.
When Mieko Shibazaki finished singing the last sentence with tears in her eyes, Tatsuya Kimura had already sorted out her emotions.
He put his arm on the couch and drunkenly spoke, intending to start a final wave of ridicule so that the men could be motivated even after he left the band.
But before it could be heard, a new accompaniment came out of the stereo.
Tatsuya Kimura was stunned: "Isn't this my song?" Who ordered it? β
As he spoke, he stood up, "The Goddess Stained Red with Blood" is his most proud work at present, and it is just right to sing it to this group of people as a gift before parting.
Mari Tehara saw that he wanted to go on stage, and dissuaded: "It's not too early, there will be an interview with the TV station in a while......"
Of course, she didn't persuade her.
"You're so upset, shut up!"
Tatsuya Kimura bypassed her and walked onto the stage full of alcohol, throwing his coat brush in a dashing manner β the opening action of the song β and then singing and dancing meticulously.
The song is very good, and the performance is on point.
Shiraishi opened his eyes from pretending to be asleep, and he habitually wanted to nibble on something when watching the performance, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that all the food on the table was pizza, rice balls, sushi and other foods, and there were no chopsticks next to him, and he didn't wash his hands.
In addition to the health problem, Shiraishi also suddenly thought that ordering this kind of food in full might be the last method of poisoning by Mari Terahara?
Regarding this case, Shiraishi only remembered that it was poisoned, and as for where the poison was, he had no memory for a long time.
Those strange drugs in the system, if you accidentally eat them, you can't die. But what if something happens that will lead to social death...... I always feel very bad.
Thinking of this, Shiraishi silently retracted his hand again. Sure enough, it's safest to eat nothing.
Conan suddenly turned his head, glanced at his hand, paused, and looked ahead again.
Mari Terahara sighed and walked outside to call the TV station and tell them that the interview might be delayed. The manager of Sumikawa is pouring coffee for customers in another private room. Katsumi Yamada and Mieko Shibazaki sat at the table in a bad mood, and there was no nature to listen to the performance.
Three minutes later, in the cheering of the two fan girls, Tatsuya Kimura completed the finishing action in a chic manner, walked back to the sofa and sat down.
Everyone is more or less eager to perform, and Tatsuya Kimura looked at Suzuki Sonoko and Maoriran, who were adoring next to him: "Haha, how am I singing?" β
"That's so good!" The two praised in unison.
Although this idol has many flaws in his character, his professional skills are indeed impeccable.
After singing and dancing for a while, Tatsuya Kimura, who hadn't eaten dinner yet, was finally hungry.
He looked at the coffee table, where the tray containing the food was on the other side.
Tatsuya Kimura beckoned to Katsumi Yamada, who was munching on rice balls aggrievedly: "Katsuki! Give me one for the rice balls, too! β
"......" Katsumi Yamada picked up a rice ball and smashed it directly, Tatsuya Kimura raised his hand to catch it steadily: "Thank you." β
He was eating rice balls when he heard Mao Lilan next to him ask regretfully, "Are you really leaving the Rex band?" Do you still write songs in the future? β
"Of course I have to write it, I plan to release a solo album in the future, and I have thought of the title song." Tatsuya Kimura finished eating the mini rice balls in a few bites, and licked his fingers under Shiraishi's complicated gaze, "The name of the song is ......"
As soon as he heard this key point, Shiraishi thought to himself, and he would be able to see the effects of the medicine immediately.
- I don't remember how I poisoned it, but according to the usual routine in the story, the key information can never be told in time.
Tatsuya Kimura's voice was broken.
But instead of falling into a deep sleep as Shiraishi thought, and waking up to cry and hug Mari Terahara, he coughed violently.
At the end of the cough, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, his eyes rolled, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
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Shiraishi was shocked and stood up, what's the situation?!
His movements were a bit abrupt, but the reaction of the others was not much better, and the screams in the box were one after another, so in contrast, Shiraishi became a very normal one.
Katsumi Yamada rushed over in disbelief, wanting to lift the person up and put him on the sofa, but he didn't move, he was anxious: "Call an ambulance!" β
Maolilan came back to his senses, nodded emphatically, and ran out to find a public phone.
Shiraishi slowly approached and squatted down, looking at Tatsuya Kimura on the ground, wanting to check, but didn't know where to start.
Finally, he remembered the common operation in the movie, reached out and touched Tatsuya Kimura's pulse.
The arteries were still beating, but they were fainting at a visible rateβthe man was dying.
β¦β¦ Didn't change the medicine?
It's impossible, he put the poison into the light screen first, and then the Q version assistant pushed the fake drug out.
Is that Mari Terahara's last use of the poison in his handbag instead of using something else?
It's also unlikely, she's a musician, and she's not a chemist, so how can she get so many poisons. And since it was a planned act of killing, temporarily change the type of poison...... This is counterintuitive.
But......
Shiraishi summoned the light screen again and glanced at it, but the task did not show failure.
In other words, Tatsuya Kimura is not a too deadly poison now, but it looks scary, so that Mari Tehara can feel the horror of killing people and regret it?
But the thought had just flashed, and Conan ran to the side.
The elementary school student sniffed Tatsuya Kimura's hand, and sniffed the smell in his mouth with a detective spirit, and his face changed: "It's too late, this is the smell of potassium cyanide." β
As soon as the term "......" popped out, the corners of Baishi's eyes twitched.
Compounds with "cyanide" don't sound very friendly.
And regardless of the real world, at least in the world of Conan, there is a single murder with potassium cyanide, and the dead are all killed instantly.
As he thought about it, his pulse weakened - as if echoing Conan's words, Tatsuya Kimura's breathing and heartbeat stopped, and he looked completely indistinguishable from a dead man.
Shiraishi looked at the "corpse" worriedly and fell into deep thought. Thinking about it, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
β¦β¦ This world is quite scientific, but the system can not be talked about!
Abandon all kinds of common sense and make bold assumptions, this tube looks like a fake drug of potassium cyanide...... Could it be the legendary fake death pill?
It seems that this is the only way to explain the fact that Tatsuya Kimura has "died", but the mission has not failed.
And if it's really fake death, then it's a playable trick...... Phew, there's so much more that can be done. Thinking about it, Shiraishi gradually became motivated.