Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 312: The Noisy Finale (Part 6)

Chapter 312: The Noisy Finale (Part )

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have the honor of introducing you to the mainstay of the Circus Noisy, the star of everyone's hearts, the most beloved Smiling Clown! Serge!"

"Don't be afraid, Natalie." The crying clown comforted the dancer and then looked behind the stage.

The Weeping Clown searched behind the stage for a while and found the Savage fiddling with the record player. "I found you!"

"See, Natalie, I knew they were behind this!" The Weeping Clown kicked over the record player and pulled the Savage out. "Damn the Morton brothers!"

The dancer was now looking at the entrance of the circus with a look of horror, where the acrobat disguised as Serge was standing.

"Sergey..." The dancer fell to the ground in fright.

"Let me see... who is this?" Sergey slowly stepped forward. "Oh, this lovely person, the beautiful Natasha."

Sergey squatted down and held out his hand to the dancer: "Honey, are you okay?"

The dancer stood up with the help of "Sergi", and "Sergi" was trying to hug her: "You don't know how much I missed you..."

The Weeping Clown's eyes widened when he saw this scene. He rushed forward, pushed "Sergey" away, and protected the dancer behind him: "No! That's not Sergey! That's not the real Sergey!"

Serge taunted, "So you're here, Jack. You ugly imposter, you think you can replace me by putting on my makeup?"

"Haha, this joke is much funnier than your rotten face!"

The Weeping Clown angrily stepped forward and grabbed Sergey's collar: "No, shut up! Shut up! You're the fake!"

The two knocked over many seats under the stage during their argument, and the Weeping Clown continued to shout angrily: "Sergey can't be here!"

"Why not? I'm a big star and Natalie's favorite leading man. Unless I die, I will never be absent!"

"Shut up! You liar! Sergey is dead! He died that day!"

The Weeping Clown forcefully ripped off the disguise of the person in front of him, revealing the acrobat's blond hair. Realizing what he had said, the Weeping Clown stood there in a daze, staring at the acrobat.

"Why do you insist that Serge is dead?" The acrobat grabbed the Weeping Clown and pushed him onto the steps of the stage. "Jock, didn't you say you never went back after that day?"

"I see... No, I asked the police." The Crying Clown kicked his legs and tried to stand up. "Yes, I asked the police, the police told me!"

"In fact, because of a small mistake made by a friend of mine, the police still believe that Serge is still alive." The acrobat stood next to the wild man.

The Savage continued the acrobat's words: "Jock, only one person knows the secret of Serge's death."

"No! It's not me! Natalie, do you believe me? You believe me, right? They are two liars, don't believe them! Natalie..." The crying clown tried to ask the dancer for help.

"Jack..." The dancer stood silently next to the electric box. "I've always trusted you, but when you confessed everything to me in that room, I couldn't understand why. Why... did you want to kill Valletta?"

The dancer pressed the password, the motor was lit up, and the fourth song was played.

"Look at that fool who can't laugh. He's shaking his body in a weird way."

"Bound by his secrets, he created his own chains.~"

"He's gone down a wrong path and there's no turning back.~"

The dancer took out the envelope that the Crying Clown gave her and took out the card. On the card was a lonely knot with the word "shackles" written below.

"Jock, you told me this, it's everyone's story. And you, Jock, this is your story."

"Natalie, you..." The Crying Clown's face turned very ugly. He looked at the remaining three people in panic and struggled to stand up from the stairs.

Conan and the other two in front of the surveillance screen now understood everything. The Crying Clown was the culprit behind the Moon River Tragedy and was also the indirect murderer of Spider.

"Although I've speculated about this for a long time, now the truth is finally out." Conan breathed a sigh of relief. "So the show is complete."

"I just don't know how the Oritis Organization plans to deal with the murderer Mr. Jack. I don't think they will hand him over to the police." Amuro Toru frowned.

Akai Shuichi knocked on the monitoring room door, but there was still no movement outside: "Could it be that in their opinion, this experiment is not over yet?"

Inside the circus, the acrobat took a few steps forward and said, "Jack, don't you understand? This game is for me, and this is the reward for it."

"Everyone's a secret, a liar, a deserter..." The acrobat pointed at the dancing girl, the wild man, and finally at the Weeping Clown. "And the murderer!"

The Weeping Clown was extremely emotional. He staggered to the center of the stage. A beam of light shone down on him, and he shouted angrily to the audience, "Shut up! All of you shut up!"

"You don't know, you know nothing! Especially you, bright and stupid doll! Mike Morton!" The Crying Clown pointed at the acrobat and scolded him. "Don't be silly! Do you think the hustle and bustle is a good place? Why don't you look at other people?"

The Crying Clown looked at the people in the audience and pointed at the Savage first: "Muro, he is your cousin. When Bernard threw him into the pigpen and forced him to live with the livestock, what were you doing? Yes, you were playing with your stupid colored balls!"

Then he pointed at the dancer and said, "Natalie, a good girl who longs for life in the big city, what were you doing when she was being abused by Serge? You were rehearsing the next day's performance with Serge!"

"Oh, yes, and Valletta," the Weeping Clown said with a wry smile. "Where were you when she was being called a monster, pelted with stones, and bullied?"

"And me, my face was destroyed by Sergei's scheme, and he used those damn chemicals of yours!"

"We all hate it, except you!!!"

"You...you're talking nonsense!" The acrobat wanted to argue.

"Shut up! You know nothing! You are Bernard's favorite, a tool he carefully cultivated!"

"You're always on that glamorous stage, full of lights and laughter, so of course you don't know!"

"I..." The acrobat took two steps back and looked at the savage and dancer beside him, trying to confirm.

However, the dancer and the savage both looked away at the same time.

The dancer first lowered her head, then looked at the crying clown on the stage: "Juke, don't be like this..."

"You!" The Weeping Clown pointed at the dancer. "You're a liar, a liar forever, always and always! Do you think I don't know anything?"

"I..." The dancer subconsciously hid behind the acrobat.

The Weeping Clown saw this and covered his head in pain. "Your clumsy performance can't fool anyone except a fool like me! Time and time again, I willingly stepped into your trap!"

"So...we all deserve to die! All deserve to die! All deserve to die!"

The Weeping Clown let out a sharp and crazy laugh, raised the chainsaw next to the stage, pulled the switch and rushed towards the three people.

The savage pulled the still dazed acrobat out of the circus tent quickly, but the dancer hesitated for a moment, which caused her to fall behind.