Ming Ke Theater Chapter 055

Kogoro Mouri still looked regretful when he saw the red sports car, but then he thought that even if it wasn’t submerged in water, it would have been burned beyond recognition by the fire. He was destined not to get it, which made him feel a lot better.

Eri Kisaki didn’t sympathize with him at all: “If you gambled less, you would have enough money to buy a car a long time ago.”

Kogoro Mouri scoffed internally. If he could do that, would she even need to say it?

Miwa Sato felt a little annoyed. In previous cases, they, the police, were just tools for the detectives. Now, in such a large explosion case, the police were still just tools. However, if they really encountered such a situation, with their brains, they definitely wouldn’t be able to handle it. It was probably too late to even call their colleagues from the Explosive Ordnance Disposal team.

Damn it, they were completely outshone.

Speaking of the Explosive Ordnance Disposal team, Miwa Sato thought of the man in the black suit. Remembering that he might be able to come back to life, she was certainly happy, but there was also an indescribable feeling.

The screen flickered off and on, and a new story began.

[…

GAME ON GAME.

Today was a rare day off, so Ran Mouri, Sonoko Suzuki, and Conan went to the arcade to play. The three decided to take purikura first.

Sonoko Suzuki wanted to take a solo photo, but Ran Mouri saw through her little scheme.

“Are you trying to stick this purikura on the letter you’re sending to Kyogoku?” Ran Mouri looked at her with an understanding gaze. “Last time, Dr. Araide said when he saw a letter from a female student, ‘Is it really popular to stick purikura on letters these days?’”

Her little scheme was exposed, and Sonoko Suzuki was a bit embarrassed, but she had always been thick-skinned and quickly recovered: “It is a trend, but it seems like you’re the only one not doing it, Ran. However, Dr. Araide is really busy. He just stepped down as the basketball club coach and immediately joined the drama club. Since that cool-acting Shinichi isn’t around, it’s no wonder all the popularity is focused on him.”

Ran Mouri said, “No way, hasn’t the new English teacher also been well-received recently?”

Sonoko Suzuki frowned: “Only the boys like her. She dresses boldly and provocatively, and exudes a strong femininity. That foreigner is practically making a fool of us.”

Not only that, Sonoko Suzuki also said that her classes were too boring and rigid.]

James saw Jodie’s head with a hash mark, enduring silently, and advised, “Jodie, don’t bother with a child. You’re not a professional teacher, so it’s inevitable to have some oversights.”

Jodie said, “I know, I’ll improve.”

James broke out in a cold sweat: “Improve what? You’re not a teacher anymore.”

Jodie’s eyes turned into dots: “Oh, right.”

Vermouth scoffed a few times: “What a pretentious woman.”

Facing her enemy, even though Jodie couldn’t fight her now, it didn’t stop her from mocking her: “That sentence should be returned to you yourself.”

[…

Soon, they changed their impression of Jodie, because she was also in this arcade, surrounded by people, playing a shooting game handsomely.

It turned out that she came to this arcade every day after class and was a big fan of Japanese games. Her Japanese sounded up and down, occasionally interspersed with English words, which gave it a strange flavor. Considering her foreign identity, it was understandable.

She recommended a game to them, which was currently ranked first. It was a very immersive fighting game. This suited Ran Mouri’s skills perfectly, and she quickly got the hang of it.

After playing for a while, someone came to challenge them. A man sitting in front gestured to them.

Ran Mouri quickly lost, and the man stood up and took off his headset, his attitude very arrogant: “If you lose, get out of the way. That golden throne is my exclusive seat.”

There was nothing to say about losing. Although it was disappointing, this wasn’t the only arcade, and they could go play somewhere else. Jodie-sensei didn’t want to leave; she still wanted to play a racing game, so she sat down in a seat, and Ran Mouri and the others also stayed in the store.

Ran Mouri saw the fighting screen between the man who had just won against her and another man displayed on the big screen. The battle was extremely fierce, and soon the situation leaned towards the man who had just won against Ran Mouri. He was just one last hit away from winning, but at this moment, the character on the screen suddenly stopped moving. Everyone ran to the arcade machine to take a look and found that he was actually dead.]

Heiji Hattori put his hand to his forehead: “Another case…”

Normally, he would be very excited to get involved in a case, but this was already the umpteenth case. Was the murderer’s killing frequency a bit too high? It made him momentarily unable to accept it. But looking at Conan’s expression, he wasn’t surprised. Looking at Inspector Megure, who had just arrived, he didn’t seem very surprised either. Even Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki looked accustomed to it. Was this how public safety in Tokyo was?

No wonder the so-called Sleeping Kogoro’s reputation was much greater than his, Heiji Hattori’s, from Kansai. He was truly impressed.

[…

The deceased, Bitou Goken, was a twenty-one-year-old unemployed hooligan, rumored to have joined some underground organization. According to surveillance, there were three suspects: the store employee Yamashima Kin, the taxi driver Emori Toshitsugu who came to the store to play, and the video game magazine writer Shimizutaka Ho.

The forensic police determined the cause of death. Pufferfish toxin was injected into the inner side of the deceased’s right upper arm, reaching deep into the artery, and would take effect quickly.

As soon as this result came out, Conan quickly identified the murderer’s identity. There was one strange point, which he quickly figured out. He immediately found an opportunity to anesthetize Sonoko Suzuki. It was time for the Queen of Deduction, Sonoko, to make her appearance.]

Kogoro Mouri looked at his fellow sufferer, Sonoko Suzuki, and said, “Do you want Ran to teach him a lesson for you?”

“Of course!” Sonoko Suzuki shouted, “Ran, beat him up fiercely! This deduction maniac is too hateful!”

Ran Mouri said to Shinichi Kudo, “So it really was you. No wonder Sonoko’s way of solving cases is similar to Dad’s. By the way, how many times did you poke her?”

Shinichi Kudo’s eyes darted around: “Not many times, really. I only do it when Uncle Mouri isn’t around…”

“And you think that makes sense?” Sonoko Suzuki was completely fed up with his tone. “You two are covering for each other, fine! If Ran won’t hit you, just you wait. When we get out of here, I’m going to have Makoto beat you to a pulp!”

Ran Mouri gave an embarrassed smile: “Sonoko, calm down a bit. I’m just afraid of hitting him too many times and making him stupid.”

“It’s better if he’s stupid, saves him from being so impulsive and arrogant all the time,” Sonoko Suzuki turned to Makoto Kyogoku and said, “When we get out of here, you must teach him a good lesson!”

Makoto Kyogoku nodded: “I will.”

Shinichi Kudo actually used the tranquilizer needle on Sonoko Suzuki. This was something he, as her boyfriend, could not tolerate. Even if Sonoko Suzuki didn’t say anything, he would still take action.

Sonoko Suzuki nodded with satisfaction when she saw his determined gaze.

Shinichi Kudo thought of Makoto Kyogoku’s incredible skills and already estimated his fate after getting out.

“Sonoko, we’ve been old friends for so many years…” Shinichi Kudo tried to play the emotional card with Sonoko Suzuki.

“It’s precisely because we’ve been friends for so many years that I can’t stand it,” Sonoko Suzuki said, “I’m grateful that you saved me before, but one thing is one thing, you just wait.”

Shinichi Kudo using the tranquilizer needle on himself was just the fuse. Sonoko Suzuki had many other reasons for wanting to do this. In short, he deserved the lesson.