latelenovela Chapter 233: A Treasure Chest Full of Fruits (Part 3)
Chapter 233: A Treasure Chest Full of Fruits (Part 3)
The host took this opportunity to ask Maori Kogoro a few questions: "Does Maori-san like desserts?"
"That's right, I have absolutely no resistance to desserts." Kogoro Mouri was speaking insincerely.
Conan in the audience showed his half-moon eyes and said: Hey, hey, that’s not what you said before.
Sonoko: Haha, that uncle is really brave.
"So, does your wife often make desserts for you?" Yoko Okino asked Kogoro Mori with a sweet smile.
Maori Kogoro answered directly and carelessly: "No, no, how can I eat what my wife cooks?"
These words made the entire audience laugh, but Xiaolan started to worry about Kogoro Mouri.
"Mom is really looking forward to watching this show..."
Xie Bian chuckled: "It's okay, this is not a live broadcast. But Mr. Mao Li and his wife have a really good relationship."
Conan: Haha, Mr. Xie, how did you know they had such a good relationship? And this kind of scene, the production crew definitely kept it for the sake of the show's effect, right?
Shiliang, who was standing by, asked, "By the way, is it true that Mr. Takeki is missing?"
"I don't know, but the staff just said that they can't contact Mr. Takeki at all. It seems he hasn't even set foot in the studio, let alone the TV station."
At this time, Yuanzi pointed at the stage and said, "Look, the box is about to be opened. I wonder what fruit will be inside this time?"
"Oh, yes, Mr. Xie, what kind of fruit do you like?" Yuanzi took this opportunity to get close to Xie Bian.
"Hmm? As for me..." Xie Bian thought for a moment, resting his chin on his hand. "Probably oranges. In my free time, I drink tea with my brothers and share a peeled orange. But sometimes Wu Jiu gets a little tricky and gives me a particularly sour orange."
[Soul of the Umbrella (Black): Hey hey hey~]
[Red Butterfly: Mr. Fan, it's your turn to play.]
[Soul of the Umbrella (Black): Ohhhh, 80,000!]
[Lucky guy: I win! I win!]
[Antique Dealer: How dare you! What did you do? I'll intercept it!]
[Lucky Guy: Ahhh! I haven’t won a single hand today! (＞д＜)?]
[Violinist: I'll improvise a piece. (Puts down the sunflower seeds and plays a sad tune.)]
[Lucky Guy: Damn it! I'm going to fight! (Puts on a Lucky Four-Leaf Clover Pendant)]
[Soul of the Umbrella (white): Your battle is quite fierce...]
"It sounds so heartwarming." Xiaolan couldn't help but sigh.
Xie Bian still had a smile on his face. "There's another reason why I like oranges. The segments are tightly held together, just like a family, aren't they? I hope my brother and I can be like them, inseparable."
Shiliang lowered his head and thought: "A family will never be separated..."
Conan also felt deeply moved by the friendship between the Susan brothers. He had heard from the antique dealer before that the two were sworn brothers, but the relationship between them was even deeper than that between real brothers.
Thinking back on the cases I've encountered, there are countless cases of brothers fighting each other for their own interests. The pure brotherhood of the Soul of the Umbrella is far superior to these guys.
The host on the stage was still introducing today's contestants, namely the challenger pastry chef Enomoto Takeya and the champion pastry chef Kurimura Xiping.
Then, it was time for producer Mr. Taruoka to use the key to open the treasure chest filled with fruit. The host took the key from Mr. Taruoka and inserted it into the keyhole.
Shiliang was still complaining: "That kind of lock looks like it can be opened by anyone with dirty hands."
"Don't underestimate that ordinary lock. It actually has an electronic chip installed inside. If you want to force it open and insert a foreign object into the keyhole, it will trigger the buzzer alarm." Xiaolan explained.
At this time, Sonoko did not forget to praise her idol: "If it was Mr. Kidd, it would definitely be a small matter."
Xie Bian also laughed: "It's indeed a very interesting lock. I've also seen locks that use music to control the opening and closing. It's a kind of lock that can only be opened by playing a specific instrument with the correct musical score, and the vibration of the music."
When Conan heard this, he couldn't help but think of the card with music score drawn on it that he had seen on the train before. Could that be the "key" to some kind of lock?
However, Conan did not think for long before he found Sera. He had not forgotten the purpose of inviting Sera here: "Well, Sister Sera, I have a question to ask you later."
Shiliang leaned forward with curiosity: "What? You can ask now."
"that is......"
At this time, the host on the stage was finally about to open the treasure chest. The lid of the treasure chest was slowly pulled open, and the bright red apples, as well as Mr. Takeki, who was buried in the pile of apples and was believed to be missing, were exposed to the light.
Someone in the audience immediately screamed, and Conan, who was about to ask Sera a question, was stunned. But after only a moment of shock, he immediately rushed to the stage to check the situation, and Sera followed closely behind.
Conan stood on tiptoe to reach the edge of the treasure chest and probed Mr. Takeki inside: "There's nothing I can do. My body has become cold."
Shiliang gently lifted the body and examined it. "The cause of death is probably this wound on the back of the head. Judging from the stiffness of the body, it must have been dead for more than half a day."
Conan also noticed that there were traces of blood wiped on the edge of the treasure chest.
"The blood was stained from the inside, which means that he died when he hit his head on the edge of the box when he opened the lid. He was then stuffed into this box along with these apples." Sera added beside Conan.
The host looked incredulous: "Is Mr. Takeki really dead?"
"Yes, that's right. So please call the police immediately. Also, it would be better to ask the audience in the studio to go to other rooms first. After all, some of them may have witnessed something."
"In that case, I'll call Detective Maori, who's still in the lounge, over here."
Kogoro Mouri on the big screen was obviously aware of the situation and was standing in front of Yoko Okino with a serious face.
"However, the fruit this time is actually apples." Xie Bian walked onto the stage and picked up an apple that had rolled to the ground.
"From the smell and color, these apples are indeed good. It's a pity that these apples witnessed a murder. Even more regrettable is that the apples can't speak and can't tell us the truth about the case."
"But I think the detectives present here will definitely reveal the truth." Xie Bian smiled slightly, opened his folding fan with one hand, and rubbed Conan's little head with the other hand.
"Mr. Xie?" Conan looked up at Xie Bian in confusion.
"Nothing, I just think that apples are a fruit with many misfortunes. The forbidden fruit that Adam and Eve ate was an apple, the golden apple of Eris, the goddess of discord, triggered the Trojan War, and even the arena of the abyss..."
Xie Bian paused and sighed, "It's a pity for these apples. They can't become heroes in the dessert duel. Now they can only be used to feed wild boars."