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1536Who are you foolingPlease vote for me

Jiang Xia watched the performance intently.

Okiya Subaru also sat next to their group, restless - the tickets here all have fixed seats on them. The tickets the magician just gave Jiang Xia were taken out of a stack of tickets, so their seats were 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 seat at the edge. Conan immediately jumped on the stool next to him.

Jiang Xia thought for a while and simply sat on the other edge of the row of seats - it was a bit boring to have people next to him on both sides. Sitting here, he could see if the randomly appearing neighbor would bring any difference to him.

Such a surprise.

Magic is a performance activity with a wide audience. The venue rented by this magic troupe is very large, and many more people came than expected.

The venue filled up quickly.

Among the spectators who entered was a bald middle-aged man in casual clothes.

Inspector Asa was originally interested in magic. He heard that this was another foreign team, so he came over with his friends to have some fun. Before he met that uncomfortable Tokyo detective, Inspector Asa

In fact, he is a person who loves foreign cultures quite a lot. Even before becoming a policeman, his ambition was to be a diplomat, which is why he can speak Japanese so fluently.

It's just that his recent trip to Tokyo didn't leave a very good impression on him. The only difference was the case on the plane on the final return trip - it was like a terrible curtain had been unveiled, and the murder cases were connected one after another.

Together. He has never slept well these days. At night, he even dreamed of the Tokyo detective chasing him with a truckload of cases and working overtime.

Inspector Asa: "..." Fortunately, yesterday's nightmare day has passed.

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

But who would have expected that after yesterday, today would be a peaceful day. This gave Inspector Asa a glimmer of hope - he secretly thought that maybe the group of Tokyoites had gone back. It seemed that today, he could enjoy this wonderful place leisurely.

night.

Inspector Asaph found a seat and sat down, comfortably close to the soft back of the chair.

He was about to chat with the friend next to him, but before he could speak, the audience on the other side was very outgoing and suddenly said hello to him: "Hi!"

The voice sounded a little happy.

"?"

...I actually met an acquaintance here?

Inspector Asa turned his head in surprise and was about to say hello politely. However, when he raised his head, he suddenly saw clearly the person sitting next to him - the little Tokyo detective.

...Why is this person here!!

"Isn't the work of the police inspector very busy? You actually have time to come out to watch a show, and you even went to Tokyo a while ago." The young detective seemed to be in a happy mood when he saw him, and even wanted to talk to him.

"Do you usually have a lot of murders here? If you need me anywhere, 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 performance suddenly started. Several rows of searchlights of different colors flashed across the screen, and the light flashed away. Then, dim candlelight lit up around the stage.

In the middle of the candlestick, a huge cage appeared. Inside was a very ferocious-looking "white tiger". The white tiger roared and its whistle rolled through the venue like a wave, causing the noisy seats to become silent for a short time.

The assistants pulled the curtains from two directions to cover the cage. The cage was hoisted into the air under the control of the prop master. The next moment, as the curtain suddenly opened, the white tiger in the cage disappeared and turned into a figure holding its arms high.

arm, a magician gesturing around.

At this time, Subaru Okiya clicked on his phone and silently played a recording.

Applause and screams poured out from his mobile phone like a tide, and he immediately joined in the applause. Although looking left and right looked a little unprofessional, in the dark auditorium, no one cared about this flaw. It was almost like

Like a contagion, the cheers centered on him and surged around like waves, and the scene quickly became heated.

The magician listened to the enthusiastic cheers and walked out of the cage with satisfaction. He took the microphone handed by his assistant and ex-wife: "Everyone, welcome to my magic show in Winter City. Tonight, please enjoy the bizarre magic show."

Magic world!"



Amidst the applause, various magic tricks began to be performed one after another, including the very famous human-cutting magic.

Some viewers were sweating after watching it, but some people thought it was a bit old-Conan certainly belonged to the latter. For a detective, magic is certainly a puzzle worth solving, and these are the most common magic tricks.

, Conan has figured out the principle a long time ago.

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

"Brother Okiya." Conan tugged on Subaru Okiya's sleeve, "What on earth did you come to England to do? Why did you even put on a disguise on your face?"

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

It happened that the venue was extremely noisy at this time. In order to cover up the noise of the organs on the stage, the background music was deafening. He could not hear a child talking, which was very reasonable.

However, the next second, Subaru Okiya realized that he had overestimated the integrity of the naughty kid.

Conan actually climbed onto the armrest and shouted into his ear: "Brother Okiya, can you hear me!!"

Okiya Subaru: "..."

...If he said he couldn't hear it now, next time, he suspected that this naughty kid would borrow a loudspeaker and shout into his ear, deafening him.

He could only pretend to have just discovered it, turned around and looked over, "What's wrong?"

Conan repeated the question just now.

Okiya Subaru sighed: "Oh, it's a long story. These things have hidden meanings and are of great importance. I can't say it clearly. I can only say that everyone who knows knows it, and those who don't know don't know even if they say it -

You are a child, it’s useless even if you know this, so don’t ask random questions.”

As he said that, he rubbed Conan's head: He had always seen Jiang Xia knocking on it in the past two days. Now when he touched it, he found that it felt unexpectedly good.

Because the music around him was deafening, Subaru Okiya spoke without deliberately amplifying his voice. After going back and forth several times, Conan finally heard what he said clearly.

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

Although there are many conveniences to being a child, from this point of view, it does have corresponding disadvantages - just like now, even if he forces himself to pretend to be serious, if Subaru Okiya doesn't want to say it, he can just relax

Change the topic.

Conan: "..." Damn it, it can't go on like this. We have to find a way...

He touched his chin and rolled his eyes slightly.


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