Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 1536 1536 [Who are you fooling] Ask for a monthly ticket (〃〃)

  Jiang Xia concentrated on watching the performance.

Okiya Subaru also sat next to their group, fidgeting—the tickets here all have fixed seats on them, and the tickets given to Jiang Xia by the magician just now were taken out of a stack of tickets, so their seats are also all. next to each other.

  Jiang Xia didn't deliberately sit next to Okiya Subaru, because Okiya Subaru took the initiative once in a while and grabbed the most edge position, and Conan immediately jumped on the stool next to him.

Jiang Xia thought for a while, and simply sat on the other edge of a row of seats - it was boring to be next to his own people on both sides. Sitting here, he could see if the random neighbors would bring him something different surprise.

  Magic is a performance activity with a relatively wide audience. The venue rented by this magic troupe is very large, and there are actually many more people who come than expected.

  The venue fills up quickly.

   Among the audience who entered, there was a bald middle-aged man in casual clothes.

Inspector Asa was originally very interested in magic. He heard that this was another foreign team, so he came here with his friends and planned to have fun. Before meeting that uncomfortable Tokyo detective, Inspector Asa’s In fact, he is a person who loves foreign cultures very much. Even before becoming a policeman, his wish was actually to be a diplomat, so his Japanese is so fluent.

   It was just a trip to Tokyo not long ago, and the impression left on him was not very good. The only thing missing was the case on the plane on the final return flight—it was as if some terrible curtain had been lifted, and the murders were connected one after the other. He hadn't had a good night's sleep these days, and at night he even dreamed that the Tokyo detective was chasing him to work overtime with a load of cases.

  Inspector Asaph: "..." Fortunately, the nightmarish day yesterday has passed.

  The three cases from morning till night exhausted him physically and mentally.

But who would have thought that after yesterday, today was a peaceful day, which made Inspector Asa see the dawn of hope—he thought to himself, maybe the group of Tokyo people have gone back, it seems that today, he can enjoy this wonderful time leisurely night.

  Inspector Yasa found a seat and sat down, comfortably leaning against the soft back of the chair.

   Just wanted to chat with the friend who came next to him, but before he could open his mouth, the audience on the other side was very outgoing, and suddenly greeted him: "Hi!"

  The voice sounds a little happy.

   "?"

  ...Meet an acquaintance here?

   Inspector Yasa turned his head in surprise, and was about to say hello politely, but when he looked up, he suddenly saw the person sitting next to him—the little Tokyo detective.

  ...Why is this man here!

"The inspector's job doesn't seem to be very busy? You actually have time to watch the performance, and you went to Tokyo a while ago." Seeing him, the young detective seemed quite happy, and even wanted to pull him into a chat. "Do you usually have a lot of murders here? If you need me, remember to come to me at any time."

  Inspector Asaph: "…"

  He silently raised his arms, not wanting to speak at all.

   Fortunately, at this moment, the show suddenly started. Several rows of searchlights of different colors flashed across the screen, and the light was fleeting, followed by faint candlelights around the stage.

  A huge cage appeared in the middle of the candlestick, and inside it was a very ferocious "white tiger". The white tiger roared, and the roaring sound swept across the venue, quieting the noisy seats for a short while.

  The assistants drew the curtains from two directions to cover the cage. The cage was hoisted into the air by the prop master. The next moment, as the curtain was lifted with a bang, the white tiger in the cage disappeared, and turned into a magician who raised his arms high and gestured to the surroundings.

   At this time, Okiya Subaru turned on the phone and played a recording silently.

   Applause and screams poured out of his phone like a tidal wave, and he immediately clapped in response. Although looking left and right looked a bit unprofessional, but in the dark auditorium, no one cared about this flaw. It was as if it was contagious, the cheers centered on him and rushed to the surroundings like waves, and the scene quickly heated up.

Hearing the enthusiastic cheers, the magician walked out of the cage in satisfaction. He took the microphone handed by his assistant and ex-wife: "Everyone, welcome to my magic show of Magic Sun in Winter City. Tonight, please enjoy the eccentric magic show." Magic world!"

  …

  Amid the applause, various magic tricks began to be staged one after another, including the very famous magic of cutting people.

Some viewers were sweating, but some people thought it was a bit old-Conan certainly belongs to the latter. For a detective, magic is certainly a puzzle worth solving, and the most common magic among them, Conan has already figured out the principle.

  Compared to magic, Conan's attention at this time was completely focused on Okiya Subaru next to him.

   "Brother Okiya." Conan tugged on Subaru Okiya's sleeve, "What on earth are you doing in England? Why are you even wearing a disguise on your face?"

  Okiya Subaru's eyes twitched, staring straight at the stage, pretending not to hear.

   It happened to be in the arena, and it was extremely noisy at this time. In order to cover up the sound of the organ on the stage, the background music was deafening. He couldn't hear a child talking, which was very reasonable.

  However, in the next second, Okiya Subaru realized that he had overestimated the integrity of the brat.

  Conan actually climbed onto the handrail and yelled into his ear, "Brother Okiya, can you hear me!"

  Okiya Subaru: "..."

  ... If he can't hear it now, next time, he suspects that this brat will borrow a trumpet and shout in his ear, deafening him.

  He could only pretend to have just discovered it, and turned his head to look over, "What's wrong?"

  Conan repeated the question just now.

Okiya Subaru sighed: "Oh, it's a long story. These things have hidden secrets and are of great importance. I can't say it outright. I can only say that those who know know it, and those who don't know it don't know it. It's useless for a child to know this, so don't ask me any more."

   As he said, he rubbed Conan's head: In the past two days, he always saw Jiang Xia knocking, but now he touched it himself, and found that the hand feels unexpectedly good.

  Because the surrounding music was deafening, Okiya Subaru spoke without amplifying his voice deliberately. After going back and forth several times, Conan finally heard that passage clearly.

  His forehead twitched, and his fist couldn't help but harden: ...good standard nonsense.

Although there are many advantages of being a child, it seems that there are indeed corresponding disadvantages—just like now, even if he pretends to be serious, if Okiya Subaru doesn’t want to say it, he can easily say it. The subject changed.

  Conan: "..." Damn it, it won't work if it goes on like this. Had to figure out a way...

  He touched his chin, his eyes rolled slightly.

   Thank you Huanyang for your reward|'-')

  (end of this chapter)