"Why did that kid run so fast?" Tsuneo looked at Kaito, who had bolted out the door like a rabbit, his face full of confusion.
"Young Master!"
Mr. Jii wasn't running slowly either.
The old man and the young man hopped into the car and drove away from Beika Town.
Tsuneo opened the door and began to let the smoke out.
"Professor, what is going on here?"
"Cough, cough, cough." Akemi and Ai were the first to step outside for fresh air.
"Idiot, how exactly was that timer set?!" The dust settled, and Ai looked speechlessly at the arms dealer who was still wearing the hang glider on his back.
Fortunately, it was just simple smoke. If it had been mixed with an anesthetic, wouldn't this group have slept for three days and three nights?
"Maybe there was an issue with the parameter settings?"
"Because Jii was in a rush to leave, things got a bit frantic just now," the Professor said with a smile, scratching his head.
An accident, just a small accident!
However, just as I said, it's very safe. Rest assured!
"You said the same thing when you blew a hole in the roof before." Tsuneo smiled speechlessly.
Well, at least the Professor hasn't lost an arm or a leg yet...
"Hmph, there is absolutely no problem with this hang glider!" The Professor said, preparing to demonstrate it to everyone on the spot.
"Hey!"
Three people simultaneously held down the restless old man.
This thing with a propeller wasn't something to mess around with. If it really started spinning, it could be lethal...
...
"Who exactly are you, the one who has come to my aid time and again recently?"
"Oh, nameless knight wrapped in black!"
"If you are willing to grant this humble princess's wish, please remove that mask, dark as the night, and face me with your true appearance!"
inside the Maori Detective Agency, Ran was conducting the final rehearsal for the Teitan High School Culture Festival performance.
It had to be said, her lines and movements were quite convincing.
However, the person opposite her, wearing a brown paper bag over his head, was simply too ridiculous.
"I am willing to present this face, carved with ugly scars, before the princess under the moonlight!" Maori Kogoro lifted the paper bag, revealing his old face.
He even deliberately made a strange, funny face.
Maori Kogoro: A face with ugly scars... that's really hard to imitate...
Ran revealed a speechless expression, breaking character instantly. "Dad, honestly, can't you be a bit more serious? The Culture Festival is tomorrow, and I specifically invited everyone to help take a look!"
To the side, Tsuneo was sitting with the Detective Boys.
The repairman had picked up Ayumi, Genta, and Mitsuhiko to serve as the audience.
"W-What are you saying? How do you expect me to read lines that make my skin crawl just listening to them!" Perhaps due to his poor acting skills, Maori-ossan rarely blushed, but he did now.
"Which love idiot wrote such a disgusting, sappy script!" the muddled detective complained.
"I already told you, Sonoko wrote it. And the character of the Black Knight was written with Shinichi as the model." Ran looked at the script, feeling it was fine.
This stage play had been rehearsed many times before, but they still needed an audience to help review it.
"What the heck? It would be better to let Tsuneo-niichan play the Black Knight." Genta had been enjoying it, but the uncle's face had ruined the immersion.
"Ran-neechan is acting very well!" Ayumi praised while drinking her juice.
However, Tsuneo-niichan really would fit the role. That time when robbers broke into her home, he had descended from the ceiling just like a knight. He was amazing!
"If they changed to a reliable lead actor, this play might be a huge hit!" Mitsuhiko nodded.
The three children, by coincidence, all felt dissatisfied with Detective Maori's acting skills.
Maori Kogoro turned his head and stared speechlessly at the repairman.
Are you going to act in this disgusting, sappy script?
"Sorry, I don't do romance scenes." Tsuneo shook his head vigorously.
He couldn't read a single word of the lines Sonoko wrote!
Love stories might be beautiful, but they didn't quite fit into real life.
Even more romantic than the tragedy of Romeo and Juliet...
"Heh heh heh..." Conan had already seen the script.
Tsuneo is right not to act in it...
"Hello there!" Just then, the door to the office was twisted open, and a dark-skinned figure walked in.
It was Hattori, who had rushed over from Osaka with Kazuha.
"How many people did you invite..." Maori Kogoro looked at his daughter speechlessly.
Even the neighbors knew about the performance, and now this pair from Osaka had come too.
"Ran-chan, you guys are rehearsing, right? Looks like we came at just the right time!" Kazuha had already pulled up a small stool, ready to watch the play.
"But the Uncle can't bring out the feeling of the character at all!" Genta's complaints were always bold; he had thick skin and wasn't afraid of a beating.
"Exactly."
Several people began discussing the plot all at once.
"Hey, looking at this, is the play tomorrow really going to be okay?" Hattori smiled weakly.
It really was a chaotic mess.
"Something will definitely go wrong. Who knows, maybe a few people will even die on the spot." Tsuneo looked at Conan and Hattori.
With these two gathering together, it would be abnormal if a case didn't occur...
...
The next day, Teitan High School Culture Festival.
In addition to the current students, many seniors who had long since graduated had come to the scene with nothing better to do. Added to that were the 'friends and family' groups like Tsuneo and the others.
The place could be described as a sea of people.
Every area was packed.
There were singing performances, acting performances... but of course, what attracted Tsuneo the most were the food stalls run by the students.
The repairman bought food as he walked, stopping at every stall for a long time.
Behind him, Hattori and Conan were carrying a large pile of things—all handmade small goods and food and drinks made by these high school students.
"Is this guy here to go shopping?" Hattori looked speechlessly at Tsuneo, who had gone to line up for yakisoba again.
"I don't think any of it tastes that good," Conan said while holding a box of takoyaki and eating.
The skills of these people could only be called average. However, a few students whose families ran restaurants did show some skill; they had probably stayed up all night learning a few tricks.
Tsuneo walked and ate from a bowl of yakisoba, finally finding the Teitan High School performance hall.
Unexpectedly, he had to line up even here...
"Why are there so many people coming to watch?" The repairman couldn't quite figure it out. Where was the appeal of that play?
"Thanks to Sonoko's promotion." Conan tied up the bag of food in his hand to prevent the smell from escaping.
"By the way, who exactly is the male lead today?" Hattori bent down, staring at the famous detective with a grin.
This vinegar jar... can he handle seeing it with his own eyes???
"Help me pour some vinegar into the yakisoba later." Tsuneo held the yakisoba in his hand out in front of Conan.
Conan: "..."
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