Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator - Page 282

Ballroom.

On the stage, puppeteer Shoichi Amano manipulated a huge puppet, which bent over like a human actor to thank the guests, bringing a perfect performance to a close.

Under the stage, the crowd gave a warm applause. The indoor lights came on again, and many people were discussing this novel performance in low voices.

Some people were still not satisfied, but some people didn't care about the performance at all.

There was still no sound from the other side.

Half an hour ago, Senior Zhu Fu lost contact.

Not only him, but also the two seniors who were responsible for watching the entrance and exit downstairs had lost contact.

In public security missions, it is not uncommon for colleagues to temporarily lose contact with each other.

Eto Daizo knew that he should stay in the banquet hall at the moment and continue to stare at the congressman.

But perhaps because he had just joined the company and this was his first time encountering an emergency, he was still a little uneasy.

Senior...is it really okay?

The young police officer cast his eyes towards the huge banquet hall. He saw his colleague standing in another corner. He wanted to go over and ask about the situation there, but considering his own mission, he stayed where he was.

Above his head, the largest crystal chandelier in the banquet hall was sparkling.

……

In another corner of the banquet hall, Rena Mizunoshi, who had finished the interview, returned to her colleagues at the TV station.

The colleagues in charge of operating the camera are still busy. After the puppet show, there will be the contestants’ talent show, which is the highlight of the night.

Mizuno Reina thought for a moment and said, "Well, I personally think that Miss Shou Hualian performed the best. Her appearance, demeanor, and bearing just now were just like those of a queen."

"I think so too." The other party smiled. He looked at Mizuno Rena's face and suddenly added, "In fact, Mizuno, you are also very beautiful. If you can participate in the competition, you will definitely not lose to them."

Mizuno Reina was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Thank you for the compliment, but I'm not interested in this kind of competition..."

They were chatting casually when she saw a colleague fiddling with a camera with his back to them from the corner of his eye. She couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Rena Mizunashi followed his gaze and saw the recently popular music producer Naoya Tarumi communicating with someone. She recognized it as the female writer Mika Nanjo who recently won a big award.

A little further away, Kenzo Masuyama, chairman of a well-known automobile group, was also talking to his secretary.

"I heard a while ago that the two of them are secretly dating." The colleague chuckled and raised the camera, "I hope something happens between them when it gets dark later."

Really...

……

Aoyagi Akimitsu returned to the banquet hall.

"You stay here or go to the table to eat something. I'll go back to the judges' seat first." He whispered to Kudo Shinichi behind him.

Kudo Shinichi, who had makeup on his face and a wig on his head, responded obediently, "I know."

He had never paid much attention to his mother's makeup before, but now he realizes that makeup has such an amazing power - Mr. Qingliu only applied it on the corners of his eyes, eyebrows, nose bridge, and lips, and he had a completely different face, just like plastic surgery.

It doesn't matter if this face is photographed, he doesn't need to avoid the camera deliberately, but he can't go to find the doctor and the others, his voice is still Kudo Shinichi's.

I wonder how Huiyuan is doing, whether she has hidden herself... To be honest, if she didn't really hate the FBI and didn't want to reveal her identity, she should have asked Mr. Aoyagi to help her put on makeup. Otherwise, it would be difficult to cover up her mixed-race appearance with just a hat...

Kudo Shinichi was lost in thought when a hand suddenly reached out from behind and patted his shoulder.

He shuddered, turned around, and met the mixed-race face under the baseball cap with his wide eyes.

"... Haibara?" Kudo Shinichi was stunned and looked at him in disbelief, "Why are you here?"

Miyano Shiho looked at Kudo Shinichi's face and was also a little confused.

After entering the banquet hall, she looked for the person by his clothes and hat. When the guy turned around and saw this unfamiliar face, she almost thought she had found the wrong person until the other person spoke the voice of Kudo Shinichi.

Kudo Shinichi said proudly: "It's amazing, isn't it?"

Miyano Shiho, who knew how to put on makeup before she became smaller, was not that surprised. She just said, "Good technique."

When Kudo Shinichi heard Aoyagi Akimichi being praised, he first smiled happily, but then quickly reacted and repeated the question: "Why are you back? I'm the only one who can ask for the recipe."

Before, at the elevator entrance, he planned to come back to ask Aoyagi Akimitsu for help, but Miyano Shiho didn't want to go, so he asked her if she wanted to hide in another room first and leave with the guests after the game. She agreed.

Kudo Shinichi noticed the media and cameras not far away and felt a little worried, but more confused, because he knew that the former member who escaped from the organization was not a reckless person.

There must be some important reason why she came back.

Miyano Shiho stood close to the wall with her lips tightly pursed. Her eyes swept across the hall, occasionally lingering on the waitresses in long skirts.

"…There's someone who gives me a very special feeling." She whispered, "So I wanted to come back to confirm it."

However, he understood the feeling that sometimes you have to do something. He thought about it, took off his wig and handed it to Miyano Shiho.

They were standing in a remote location, and people around them were paying attention to the stage, so no one paid attention to their actions.

"This is for you," he said. "Although your appearance cannot be changed for the time being, you can change your hairstyle first. Some people recognize people by their hair first."

Before he became small, he often exchanged emails with Aoyagi Akimitsu. One time, he asked about snipers, and Mr. Aoyagi told him that there are some people in the world who don't look at the face when they hit someone, but at the hairstyle.

At that time, Kudo Shinichi was particularly puzzled as to why such a sniper was allowed to take up the job, and was worried that he might hit the wrong person one day.

He also said at that time: "Your friend may not be suitable for this job."

"No, he is very suitable." Aoyagi Binguang said with a smile, "But I will try my best to make him go away."

Miyano Shiho took the wig.

"……Thanks."

She whispered her thanks.

She put on a wig and a hat, and soon it was dark again. The second talent show began.

Chapter 335 Gin: Shirley?

The banquet hall was dimly visible, with the spotlights mainly focused on the stage, illuminating an area nearby, while areas farther away from the stage were hidden in darkness.

At this time, Curacao had put on a new disguise. She quietly left Pisco and joined other hotel staff who were on standby in the outer circle.

The guests were concentrating on watching the performance, and most of the staff were doing nothing. They didn't notice Curacao coming over, and the few who came closer were discussing in a low voice.

"Ms. Shou Hualian scored the highest in the first round." One of them looked at the cello player on the stage, "I wonder if the others can surpass her."

Another staff member who was in charge of backstage prop preparation whispered to them, "Ms. Hua Lian plans to perform in a special way in this competition, hoping to further widen the gap with the others."

"What method?" the third person asked curiously.

The man began to keep her in suspense and winked at her: "You will know in a while."

Curacao's eyes swept across the wire equipment at the top of the stage, which was faintly visible between the curtains. She showed no interest, and then she looked at the camera not far away.

She soon saw Kil, her colleague who was also a female host, communicating with people around her with a warm and friendly smile on her face.

Kiel had nothing to do with today's mission, and Curacao retracted his gaze before she noticed.

The conscientious organization members observed the venue, trying to eliminate as many uncertainties as possible, while the hotel staff around her had already jumped to the episode before the opening:

"Have you found Miss Shou?" asked the backstage staff.

"I don't think it matters if they can't find her." Another male employee said nonchalantly, "Her mother and sister aren't nervous, so outsiders like us shouldn't worry about it."

"But……"

The second person who spoke frowned slightly, revealing a worried expression: "We received a threatening letter this morning. If Shou Meimei is targeted by that criminal..."

"Alas, you think too much." The male employee chuckled, "The letter said they wanted to find the most beautiful person. Although Miss Shou is Miss Hua Lian's biological sister, she is still far from being the 'most beautiful'."

She looked up suddenly and saw a pair of clear eyes.

A waitress with short hair and a white Greek dress was staring at her. She was startled when she suddenly turned her head.

Curacao looked into her eyes, and the creepy feeling of being closely eavesdropped on seemed to disappear completely in that instant.

"What's wrong?" Curacao asked.

A farce was taking place not far away. A child brought by a guest was running around and bumped into a guest's leg, causing a wine glass to break. The child was now arguing with his parents, and some staff had already gone over to persuade them.

"..."