Chapter 1218: Unhappy at the studio

　　 Saturday, January 11, afternoon, location filming.
　　 Yucheng Liuli finished his makeup and turned into a pitiful survivor. He followed the shooting crew into the location and shot in a borrowed western-style mansion.
A homicide occurred in a black-toned mansion. The deceased was the son-in-law of the deceased owner of the mansion. The cause of death was a severe head injury to his death. The body was lying on the ground with a black coat on a chair, covered with a gray tablecloth. A white golf club with blood on it.
　　 The surviving person is played by Yucheng Liuli, the deceased is played by Nan Yun Shinharu, Hahara Kasumi plays the deceased’s wife, Nan Yunxiao plays the housekeeper, and Feng Jian Lianghui plays the detective.
Kazaki Lianghui put his hand in his trouser pocket, "The body in front of the fireplace is covered with a gray tablecloth, and the victim's black coat is hung on the chair by the dining table. The golf club wearing a white cover next to it is a murder weapon. , Ha, of course the puzzle will be solved."
Beside 　　, Mei Daizi asked puzzledly: "Why did you untie it?"
　　 "I don't know," Sonoko said.
　　 "I don't know, there is obviously no evidence," Yamazaki said.
　　 "Dad?" Ran asked.
　　 "I don't know." Maori said.
　　 Conan thought, there is no evidence, there is only one suspect, which looks black from the color, but this reasoning is too far-fetched.
　　 Thinking of this, Conan raised his triangular eyes. What kind of script is this?
　　 At this time, facing the urging of Yucheng Liuli and others, Feng Jian Lianghui actually asked Maori to answer.
　　 "Me?" Maori was surprised.
　　 Feng Jian Lianghui asked: "First of all, why did the murderer cover the body with a tablecloth?"
　　 "This, this," Maori stepped forward, "It's probably because the murderer was afraid to look at the body, so I just covered it."
　　 "Wrong." Feng Jian Lianghui asked, "Then, with the coat hanging on the chair, why do you use the tablecloth specially?"
　　 "Of course, because the tablecloth is relatively large, it can cover the whole body." Maori said, "and the gray tablecloth looks warmer than the black jacket."
　　 "Huh?" Feng Jian Lianghui sneered, "Could this be the answer you want to say?"
　　 "Any problem?" Sonoko asked.
　　 Lan asked, "Why does gray look warmer than black?"
　　 "Don't you think?" Maori was a little surprised.
　　 Feng Jian Lianghui ridiculed Yucheng Liuli: "Your friends are nothing great."
　　 Yucheng Liuli said: "Your script is so bad that even the real detective doesn't know what you said."
　　 "What did you say!" Feng Jian Lianghui said angrily.
"Am I wrong?" Yucheng Liuli said, "Although I was born in a romance drama, I have watched detective dramas anyway. You have no evidence for this detective drama. You can judge who the murderer is based solely on your personal preferences. , Do you know what is to blame? Detective drama? Fantasy drama is almost the same."
　　 "You," Feng Jian Lianghui took a breath of anger under the pressure, "Then come, if you have the ability, come."
　　 "I can't." Yucheng Liuli said, "Kogoro, you can help fix it."
　　 "Me?" Maori pointed at himself, "Screenwriter?"
　　 "I'll come, I'll come." Yuanzi excitedly snatched the script from Director Shiroyama.
　　 "What does the reasoning say?" Lan asked when he went up.
　　 Sonoko read: "The reason why the murderer used a gray tablecloth was just because he didn't want to use a black coat, because the murderer's favorite color is black. Maybe the murderer subconsciously thinks that he will be suspected of using his favorite color at the scene."
　　 "Huh?" Ran asked, "Does this make sense?"
　　 "It's only a possibility," Conan said.
Yuanzi continued to read: "At the same time, there is a club with a black cover in the golf bag next to the fireplace, which is higher than the clubs of other colors. This proves that the murderer originally wanted to use a black club as a weapon, but It was changed to white on the way out."
　　 "What kind of logic is this?" Mei Daizi smiled, "Who can prove that the cue was taken by the murderer during the attack."
　　 "Unless there are fingerprints," Lan said.
　　 Yamazaki said: "Fingerprints don't work, you can touch them beforehand."
Yuanzi continued to read: "In addition, the furniture and curtains of this house are all black. If the owner's special preferences are taken into account, the murderer is the hostess who wore a black dress." Then he said angrily." I'm speechless. If someone died in any house, don't they all have to set a black theme? This reasoning is really far-fetched."
　　The wind smiled at Lianghui's angrily, "Ha, it sounds good, then you can change it."
　　 "It's actually very simple." Yamazaki and Conan said unanimously, and then looked at each other and smiled. It's really simple, I thought of it.
　　 "Look, even children know it." Yuanzi laughed.
　　 "Conan, tell me something." Lan said.
　　 "Yes, Sister Lan." Conan smiled, "Everyone knows that blood will turn black after a period of color."
　　 "That's it," Yamazaki said. "If the murderer used a golf club to attack the dead from behind, blood would splash on him."
　　 "Ah, I see." Mei Daizi smiled, "and she happened to be wearing black clothes, so she didn't notice it, so this is the best evidence."
　　 "Awesome." Yucheng Liuli applauded, "This kind of reasoning has its name."
　　 "That's right." Habara Xia and Nan Yunxiao also clapped.
　　 Conan pretended to be embarrassed and smiled: "This is all learned from Uncle Maori."
　　 "It's amazing, you really deserve to be a sleeping Kogoro, a real expert is different." Nanyun Shinharu smiled.
　　 "Don't move your body." Feng Jian Lianghui vented his anger and stepped on Nan Yun Shenqing's back.
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　　 Nan Yun Shenqing cried out in pain~EbookFREE.me~Hey, what are you doing. Ha Yuanxia immediately pushed away Feng Jian Lianghui and helped Nan Yun Shenqing up.
　　 "Can I beat him?" Mei Daizi asked Yamazaki.
　　 "What did you say?" Yamazaki said helplessly, "No."
　　 "Okay." Mei Daizi was a little discouraged.
　　 "Are you okay?" Nan Yunxiao asked Nan Yun Shenqing, and then asked Feng Jian Lianghui, "You're still there, when are we?"
　　 "Ha, is this okay? Old man," Feng Jian Lianghui said arrogantly, "Dare to talk to me in this tone, your family depends on this crew for food."
　　 "Nonsense," Nan Yunxiao said angrily, "Not here, we will go out on our own, but you, without us, what kind of actor partner can you find?"
"Really? I know," Feng Jian Lianghui sneered. "You often have secret meetings with a lover who is dozens of years younger than you. Although I am not sure who it is, I already have some eyebrows. At that time, you don’t want to get involved in the show business anymore."
　　 "What did you say!" Nan Yunxiao angrily grabbed Fengjian Lianghui's arm, "You told me clearly."
　　 "Let go." Feng Jian Lianghui pushed Nan Yunxiao away and looked around the audience, "Then, this show doesn't matter." He hummed and left.
　　 Director Shiroyama was anxious, "See you!"
　　 Feng Jian Lianghui said without looking back, "I will sleep in the room until I feel better. I will talk about anything when I wake up."
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