Chapter 222 Golden Rose Theater (Part )
Chapter 222 Golden Rose Theater (Part )
Spider defended the dancer: "Wait, Mike. Valletta thinks Natalie, oh no, Margaretha, wouldn't do that."
The dancer gave Spider a grateful look, then pointed at the prospector. "And Ronald? I heard about him from the old members of the troupe. Three years ago, the leading actress, Lachesis, also died after falling from a lift. And it was Ronald's father who was in charge of maintaining the stage equipment back then! Does anyone know if this leading actor wants a new partner?"
The surveyor's face turned grim. "My father was imprisoned for this incident, but experts later determined there was nothing wrong with the equipment on the stage and that my father was innocent. But he never lived to see his innocence vindicated; he died in prison."
"Were you close to your father? Don't think I don't know. The old members of the troupe all say you're cold-blooded and money-minded!" the dancer said hysterically. "You even received a large pension after your father's death! The troupe also received insurance money after Lachesis's death. Who knows if it was your behind-the-scenes manipulation?"
The prospector sneered, "If I had really gotten those two sums of money, I wouldn't be staying here! I should have gone far away instead of being trapped on this stage!"
Seeing that the two people were arguing more and more fiercely, everyone hurried to separate them, but the dancer's rapid-fire accusations still controlled everyone present for a long time. After all, each of these incidents could be pulled out and treated as a separate case.
Considering that there are so many cases involved here, Inspector Megure plans to put aside the old cases for the time being and ask everyone one by one about the rehearsal records of the past two days.
The knight, the psychologist, and the patient rehearsed their play together two days ago, but did not use the elevator. On the same day, the explorer, the dancer, and the Red Lady also rehearsed. The Red Lady used the elevator on this day, and the elevator was not malfunctioning at this time.
The previous day, a dancer was practicing singing on the lift late at night when she was spotted by a spider and an acrobat. It's unclear whether the lift was malfunctioning. The large number of people passing by the stage that day made it difficult to determine whether someone had tampered with the stage.
On the day of the performance, no one used the elevator until the show started and Madame Red fell from the elevator, and everyone realized that there was something wrong with the elevator.
Maori Kogoro scratched his head in annoyance. "In other words, if the murderer wanted to tamper with the elevator, he could only have done so the day before the performance, when everyone was preparing. At that time, there would be many people around, and it would be easy for him to tamper with the elevator."
Conan came up with a different conclusion: "But wasn't Sister Margaretha practicing on the lift? How did she get on the lift?"
Maori Kogoro discovered the blind spot: "That's right, if she knew that the elevator had been tampered with, she would not have gotten on the elevator in the normal way."
Conan asked the spider beside him: "Sister Valletta, what are the switch controls for the elevator?"
Spider replied: "It's just a simple button control, one for going up and one for going down."
The elevator had been repaired at this time. Conan pressed the button that Spider mentioned, and an extremely clear sound of mechanical operation was heard.
Maori Kogoro covered his ears directly: "Wow, this sound is too loud."
Crazy Eyes explained, "Maybe there's not enough lubricant. Usually when we use a lift, we use music to drown out the noise of the machinery."
Conan thought of something: "Sister Valletta, your room is behind the stage control console, right? Did you hear such a sound that night?"
"Valletta, I didn't hear anything. I was busy making handkerchiefs at the time. When I came out, I heard beautiful singing. I didn't expect it was Margaretha who was singing. She has improved so much..."
"Is there any other way to get on the lift?"
"Yes, yes. Mike uses a very long ladder when he practices acrobatics. The height of the ladder is just enough to reach the lifting platform."
Upon hearing this, Maori Kogoro immediately turned his attention to the acrobat: "So the murderer is you, Mr. Mike Morton. You used a long ladder to reach the lift platform, pushed Madam Mary down from it, and then used your superb acrobatic skills to leave. Right? You used a ladder during your halftime acrobatic performance!"
The acrobat's eyes widened. "Wait, if that's the case, then where is my tool, the ladder?"
"You must have just taken advantage of the chaos to move it away."
"Although you acknowledge my acrobatic prowess, I still want to remind you. Even the most skilled acrobat can't jump from two stories to the ground unprotected and remain unscathed."
"Um, this..."
[Dancer: Actually, you can. (Laughs)]
[Novelist: Because we didn’t get hurt from the fall. (Laughs)]
[Prospector: Even falling from the ground into the second-level mine will not cause any harm. (Laughs)]
[Acrobat: Everyone is laughing, I'm laughing too. (Laughs)]
[prisoner:?]
[Postman: O(n_n)O]
Obviously, the acrobat could not be the murderer. Conan gave a half-moon look at Mouri Kogoro's outrageous reasoning skills.
On the other side, the mercenary and Amuro Toru huddled together and discussed something in a low voice.
Of course, Amuro Toru felt that this murder case was not that simple: "Senior, who do you think did it?"
The mercenary pinched his chin and thought for a while before remembering something: "Could it be the Melody family who is silencing the witnesses? This is so strange. If it was this guy Dexi, he wouldn't let the perfect 'Mrs. Bella' die so hastily."
Amuro Toru looked around and then looked up at a box at the top: "Just now, Snow Country said that someone from the Melody family has arrived. Is that Dexi Melody there?"
The mercenary nodded. "Yeah, that's what I find strange. If the man was really killed by the Melody family, Dexi would definitely be eager to admire his 'work'. However, Dexi's favorite works are usually hung on the wall, not thrown to the ground."
Conan then found Jack in the crowd of the troupe: "Hey, was the Melody family responsible for Lady Mary's death?"
Jack folded his hands and played dumb. "What are you talking about, little detective? I'm just a humble costume designer in the troupe, occasionally recommending new cosmetics and perfumes to the ladies. I'm very sorry about your wife's death. After all, no one is more suitable to advertise those cosmetics than her."
Conan hated Jack's pretentiousness and suspected that Jack was behind the scenes. Considering that Jack had a dual personality, he asked, "Which you are now?"
Jack was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied, "People always have to learn to adapt to the environment. I just accepted the facts."
After saying that, Jack left humming a little tune, leaving Conan standing there in a daze.
Conan understood that Jack was neither a "good boy" nor a "bad boy" now, and his two personalities had, to some extent, achieved a high degree of unity. Therefore, the complete "Jack" was now a killer with two faces.
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