Chapter 279: Little Blackie, You're Showing Your Chicken Claws, Right?

The next morning, Sunday, was a hot summer day.

A ray of sunlight shone in from the window, and the temperature in the air rose quietly.

Fujino got up early, sat on the bed and felt the temperature around him, revealing dead fish eyes.

He remembered that it was winter not long ago.

It was summer again in a blink of an eye...

To some extent, this is the charm of science.

One week can be like a year.

After getting up, Fujino stretched and checked his mailbox casually. After seeing that there was no commissioned text message, he took a shower, made breakfast, and prepared to drive to Teitan High School.

Today is the last day of the school festival, and the second-year B class will perform a show.

Although Fujino had watched it many times during the rehearsal.

He was even about to vomit...

But since it was a show performed by his class, and it was a good show starring and writing by his two good friends, he naturally had to go to support it.

What's more, he remembered that there seemed to be a murder case at this school festival.

Well, I can get another 1-2 million for free.

"Brother Fujino!"

Fujiano had just driven the car out of the underground garage, and Maori Kogoro happened to go out. The mustache in front of him seemed to have been trimmed, and the straight suit seemed to have been ironed. He greeted Fujino enthusiastically.

Beside him, there was a Death God elementary school student who was wearing the same old clothes and a mask, and seemed to be taller than usual.

"Brother Maori."

Fujiano took a look at the situation on the road, drove the car in front of the two, greeted them, and then cast his eyes on Conan, curiously: "When did little brother Conan leave the hospital?"

"This kid was discharged yesterday."

Mauri Kogoro looked at Conan with disdain, "To be honest, his illness has not been completely cured. I didn't plan to take him with me and let him rest at home, but he insisted on going to see Xiaolan's performance..."

"After all, he is a child."

Fujiano chuckled and cast his eyes on Conan.

The Death God elementary school student at this time was no different from before.

However, Fujino, who had a strong sense of perception, saw the clues at a glance.

Take the smell for example.

Normally, Conan is usually filled with a smell of corpse.

But today, he smelled strangely fragrant.

And his height was also a little taller.

Based on this.

Fujino combined his memory and quickly came to a conclusion.

——The elementary school student in front of him must be Haibara Ai in disguise!

On the other side, Haibara Ai also felt that Fujino was looking at her.

That scrutinizing look made her feel uncomfortable.

After coming back to her senses, she coughed lightly, recalled Conan's tone, and greeted him in a hoarse voice, saying that her throat was sore and she didn't want to talk.

Fujino naturally saw through it but didn't say it, and invited the two to go to the Teitan High School School Festival together.

Seeing this, Haibara Ai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This time, the person she was most worried about was Fujino.

The two people are too familiar with each other.

But since Fujino didn't see through it, then it stands to reason that other people shouldn't see any clues either...

——Recognition from the humanoid radar Ai.

On the way to Teitan High School.

Fujino also felt a strange feeling that he couldn't explain.

He also knew that this death god elementary school student was Haibara Ai.

But being stared at by that kind of look...

It always makes people feel a little scalp tingling.

…………

Today is the last day of the school festival.

It's the weekend, and the school festival of Teitan High School is more lively than usual.

There is a stage on the school playground.

A young man who looks like Kimura Tatsuya is rocking hard on the stage.

In Fujino's opinion, this young man must have practiced for two and a half years.

The sound of rock music echoed in the ears, and young men and women walked together.

The hot summer air was filled with a hormone that made people feel much younger.

Fujino parked the car in the parking lot and went to the gymnasium where the show was performed with the two of them, one big and one small.

"Fujino-kun, Uncle Mori!"

Just as the three were about to enter the gymnasium, a fluent and cute Osaka accent came from the noisy voice.

Fujino turned around and saw Toyama Kazuha, who was wearing a single ponytail, an orange off-shoulder top, and khaki shorts, jogging over.

"Miss Toyama..."

Fujino couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Toyama Kazuha.

This cute Kansai accent, if you don't know, you might think that some rich woman came from Kyoto by helicopter.

This Kansai accent is very magical and recognizable.

From Fujino's point of view, it is equivalent to the Northeastern dialect in the Chinese language.

Sometimes it is contagious.

But for someone like him who subconsciously doesn't speak Japanese as his mother tongue, it still looks a bit cute.

"Hmm?"

Mouri Kogoro turned around and glanced around. Seeing that the usually inseparable Kuroji had not come, he asked Toyama Kazuha: "By the way, where is that charcoal brat?"

"Well, are you talking about Heiji?"

Toyama Kazuha thought for a moment and said in a resentful tone: "He didn't come... He said he had something to deal with and would cause trouble for others, so he didn't want to go or something."

"After all, he is a detective, so there are always various things that he cannot get away from."

Fujiano didn't care so much.

He thought about it and soon figured out the reason why the guy didn't come.

Well, he should be pretending to be Kudo Shinichi, right?

"Well...that's true."

Mouri Kogoro looked at himself and then at Fujino.

I always feel that this sentence seems to be saying that detectives should handle cases every day.

…………

Several people entered the gymnasium.

The gymnasium was full at this time, and even had to queue up to enter.

Luckily, Fujino is a student and a well-known figure in Teitan High School.

With his face recognition, several people were able to enter smoothly.

There is no air conditioning in the gymnasium, and it seems hot on a hot day.

Plus, it was even hotter because of the crowds...

"Why are there so many people?!"

Ran, wearing a sports jacket, stood backstage, secretly lifted a corner of the red curtain, and looked at the crowded audience below the stage, looking a little panicked, "It's obviously our turn to perform next..."

"Of course!"

Sonoko was standing aside, poking her head out, "The play we are promoting is a masterpiece that is more romantic than the love tragedy of Romeo and Juliet!"

The promotion of this play, under the professional promotion of Miss Suzuki, has become a masterpiece that is not inferior to Romeo and Juliet.

In addition, Ran is the main actor, so the expectations were full in the early stage.

"Brother Fujino."

When passing by the backstage, Maori Kogoro suddenly leaned close to Fujino's ear and whispered: "Who is that beautiful beauty?"

"Ah? Beauty?"

Fujino was puzzled, and followed Maori Kogoro's gaze and saw a black figure.

"..."

Are you talking about Shizuka Hiratsuka?

That Iron Fist Saint?

Fujino thought for a moment and answered, "That's our Chinese teacher and instructor, Hiratsuka Shizuka."

"So it's the teacher!"

Maori Kogoro said, "She's really young, a beauty like this..."

Before he could finish his words, a passionate shout interrupted him.

"Hula! All of you cheer up!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka stood in front of everyone, shouting with a passionate look: "The performance of the school festival is the precious youth of young people! That's right, young people like us..."

Maori Kogoro: "..."

Fujino: "..."

Sure enough, she is still the same.

But to some extent, compared to Uncle Maori, she is indeed quite young.

She should be about ten years younger than Uncle Maori.

Well, at least twenty years old.

Probably.

Fujino couldn't be sure of the person's real age.

"Xiaolan!"

Toyama Kazuha found Xiaolan first.

"Kazuha is here."

The two girlfriends greeted each other.

After a short silence, Fujino and the others followed.

Xiaolan stared at Conan, leaned down slightly, and asked with a gentle and complicated look in her eyes: "Conan, you are here too... How is it, is your cold better?"

"Hmm..."

Huihara Ai responded briefly through the voice changer.

"Xiaolan, can you come over for a while?"

At this time, Aishida Tomoaki walked over slowly with the script, "There are still some problems to deal with here for the last line."

"Okay!"

Hearing the voice, Xiaolan turned around and picked up the script to act with Aishida Tomoaki.

"Is that the male protagonist this time?"

Yuoyama Kazuha looked up at Aishida Tomoaki, "He is a very manly person."

"That's what I mean."

Sonoko nodded and sighed: "The two of them are a good match."

Unlike the teasing of the two, Huihara Ai was stunned at this time.

My heart began to beat violently.

A fear from the heart surged up in her heart, and her back was soaked with cold sweat without her noticing.

Huihara Ai raised her head and cast her eyes on Aida Tomoaki, and her limbs gradually became stiff.

She felt a familiar feeling on that person.

That kind of fearful breath is unforgettable...

That is the breath of the organization!

"In that case, let's go to the audience and wait."

Fujino thought about it, and then said to Xiaolan and Sonoko, "You continue to rehearse, we won't disturb you anymore..."

"Don't be too nervous for a while!"

Uncle Maori also stepped forward to comfort Xiaolan.

Then, several people came to the audience and found a seat to sit down.

After arriving at the audience, Huihara Ai felt much better.

But the feeling just now still made her a little scared.

Who is that person? Who am I? Who is he?

A series of question marks lingered in her heart.

She didn't understand why she felt the breath of the organization on that person.

Subconsciously, she wanted to reach out to Fujino.

But she thought about it and let it go.

Now she was pretending to be Edogawa Conan, if she reached out her hand...

It felt a bit disgusting.

Fujino glanced at the panicked Radar Ai.

He naturally noticed the reaction of Haibara Ai.

It seemed that Radar Ai had triggered...

The current Tomoaki Aida is disguised after being possessed by Vermouth.

It was expected that Ai Haibara would trigger the organization's radar on her.

Thinking of this, Fujino reached out and gently stroked Ai Haibara's forehead: "Conan, do you have a fever?"

Ai Haibara was stunned when she felt the big hand touching her forehead.

After recovering, she whispered in Conan's voice: "No..."

"That's good."

Fujino nodded, "If you feel uncomfortable, just let me know."

"Well..."

Ai Haibara nodded, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the psychological fear subsided by half.

"Buzz!"

With a buzzing sound, the lights in the venue dimmed, and the stage play officially began.

"Princess! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Mouri Kogoro stood up from his seat and shouted. Feeling the surprised gazes from the people around him, he immediately laughed and said, "Actually, the princess on the stage is my daughter..."

He Ye on the side also covered her face, looking shy like a little girl, blushing.

Then, when the stage play was halfway through, when the carriage of the princess played by Xiaolan was intercepted and a group of gangsters were about to take the princess away, He Ye stood up again and shouted in a Kansai accent: "Xiaolan! Use your karate to kill all these bastards!"

Fujiano: "..."

Why do I feel a little out of place?

Do I have to go up and shout a few words too?

Fujiano shook his head, feeling a little uncomfortable, and sighed.

I should not have sat next to these two social phobia patients...

At this time, pieces of black feathers suddenly fell on the stage.

The spotlight came down, and a black figure fell from the sky to save the princess from the water and fire.

Just when this scene reached the most critical moment

A man wearing a baseball cap, a black top and jeans suddenly sat down next to Haibara Ai.

Haibara Ai, who was already nervous, raised her head in surprise and looked at the young man in the baseball cap.

That expression, and that face.

She felt that this man looked a bit like Kudo Shinichi.

"Hmm?"

Fujino also noticed this little black guy and asked in confusion: "Hattori Heiji?"

"Huh?"

Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Fujino, and spoke in Kansai accent, "Ah, this guy, you recognized the wrong person..."

"..."

Fujino was speechless for a moment, thinking that this guy's disguise ability was really poor, and he even spoke in Osaka accent...

After thinking for a while, he whispered to Hattori Heiji: "There is still a piece of your hand that is not painted white."

"How is it possible?!"

Hattori Heiji couldn't hold it anymore, raised his hand and took a look, and then continued to speak in Kansai accent: "My hand is obviously painted white too."

"Then I must have seen it wrong."

Fujino pretended to be confused, then tilted his mouth corner and showed a sly smile: "What do you think, little black guy, you showed your chicken claws? You still said you are not Hattori Heiji."

Hattori Heiji: "???"

Fuck, you tricked me!

"Didn't Kazuha just say that you had some things to deal with?"

Fujiano asked Hattori Heiji with a sinister look on his face: "So, why did you come here pretending to be Kudo Shinichi..."

"Ah this..."

Hattori Heiji was a little confused.

He thought his disguise was very good and no one would find out.

So before coming here, he hadn't thought about any excuses if he was found out.

It's over, it's going to be a disaster!