This thought flashed across his mind, and Vodka himself was startled. He quickly took a deep breath and suppressed these messy thoughts.
"Don't think too much. If you continue like this, you will really have a persecution delusion... Think about it carefully, this woman's characteristics can't explain anything."
Vodka pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and gave evidence rationally: "There are actually quite a few people who are good-looking and talk a lot. It's impossible for everyone to get involved with Uzo - for example, this guy on the stage also meets the requirements. Isn't he still here today?"
Are you okay? I must be overthinking."
He took a few deep breaths and finally pushed back some of his terrible speculations.
…
It was not just a certain organization cadre who happened to be passing by who felt frightened.
In the audience, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko looked at the female assistants who were stabbing the bird cage with sharp thorns, and couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their eyes: "He, can he really escape?"
"If you strictly follow a specific method, theoretically speaking, of course it is possible." Jiang Xia seemed to think of something and sighed sadly:
"But after the last magic exhibition, I read a research report. The bigger the escape magic, the higher the probability of something going wrong - the aging of the equipment, the magician's fatigue and distraction, and the assistant's negligence.
And betrayal... It is difficult for humans to be as precise as machines. As long as any link goes wrong, it may bring disaster to the poor magicians on the stage."
Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko looked at the huge birdcage on the stage that was penetrated by countless spikes, and their faces turned pale: "Then..."
Jiang Xia changed the topic: "But this magic trick should be okay - if the magician cannot escape, when the assistants stab with the spikes, the feel will be obviously different from the empty cage. Now since they have not stopped, then
It means the cage is empty."
"That's it." The two female high school students breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great."...I almost thought that this rare entertainment activity was going to turn into a murder scene again.
In whispers, the assistants on stage finally stopped their brutal stabbing movements.
They released the iron thorns in their hands and let them stick to the cage. Then they bowed lightly to the audience and walked away with a smile.
There was only the last assistant left on the stage. She snapped her fingers, causing a spark to shine on the black cloth covering the birdcage.
The specially treated black cloth burned like a flower, and gradually, the full picture of the birdcage was revealed - a two-person-high iron cage with spikes crisscrossing it, but no human beings.
At this time, a bright light suddenly fell and hit the audience.
Xinghe Tongwu stood up from the beam of light. The young and handsome magician smiled and bowed in all directions - not only did he escape from the iron cage, he also moved to the audience seat without anyone noticing.
"Wow!" the female high school students said in surprise: the magician is still alive, there is no need to look at the body!
"!!" Some people in the audience had completely different feelings - as the light beam lit up, the corners of Maya Hashimoto's eyes twitched and she lowered her head silently.
This ray of light happened to hit right next to him, almost enveloping him.
To an ordinary audience, this may be regarded as an honor and a surprise, but for the members of the organization who were once hidden in the darkness and faced death once their identity is revealed... this sudden exposure is definitely a big shock.
.
But it was only a moment of surprise. Soon, Maya Hashimoto collapsed back into his seat like a dead fish.
"Isn't it just that I'm exposed to everyone's eyes? As early as the moment I came back from the UK, I had already been exposed enough as the 'hero who saved the plane', and I am still missing this mere spotlight?" Maya Hashimoto
He felt tired for a while, and at the same time he couldn't help but think of his former boss, Mr. Ireland, looking at him not far away.
"Huh?" Jiang Xia realized something and turned around to look over: I don't know why, but the production of iced black tea suddenly increased.
Of course, Jiang Xia and the others were not the only ones looking towards the beam of light as the sudden high-pitched music played - Vodka in the front row was also inevitably attracted by the movement and looked back.
The next moment, he almost spit out the tea he had just sipped: "..." Hashimoto Maya?! Why is this kid here!
Just a peripheral member, there is nothing to be afraid of. But the problem is that the appearance of this guy definitely does not represent himself, but something more terrifying.
"No, I have to leave quickly!" Vodka put down the cup, not wanting to take advantage of work to watch the show. "If it's later, I'm afraid it'll be too late."
However, even though he is here, he has to finish the task before leaving. Otherwise, if he abandons the task and escapes, Brother Gin will order him to come back and complete the task... That interview a while ago that seemed to never be completed.
He never wanted to repeat the doctor's task again.
Thinking like this, Vodka secretly prayed in his heart, praying that the bastard magician who was obsessed with being cool would stop bowing and return to the stage. Only when the lights in the auditorium went out could he complete the task as quickly as possible and run away.
Vodka's different state from that of other spectators attracted the attention of his neighbors.
The woman looked at him with slight curiosity: "You're not surprised at all that he teleported from the cage to the auditorium?"
Vodka came back to his senses and glanced at her: "..." What's so surprising? Just when the group of female assistants were wandering around the cage, the magician also took advantage of the chaos and put on women's clothes and slipped out from the back of the cage.
Did you blend in?
Ever since my back felt cold and I had a bad feeling in my heart, Vodka has entered a full "anti-Uzo state".
He was even more vigilant and extremely sensitive to various dangerous weapons - so as soon as the group of flamboyant female assistants came on stage, he discovered that the assistant walking at the end was not holding a sharp thorn in his hand, but an overlapping thorn.
Two.
This subtle anomaly made Vodka have countless speculations in his mind. He once suspected that this would be a thing used to take the magician's life. At the same time, he numbered the assistants and thought about what the murder case would be.
Choose one.
However, after the assistants circled the cage a few times, the spikes in each hand changed back to one. After counting carefully, there was one more assistant.
Combined with the theme of escape magic, there is nothing unclear about this. Once you grasp this key, the magic behind it is easy to explain: the magician who sneaked into the assistants held spikes and pretended to poke the empty cage.
When the assistants stepped off the stage, he followed them in women's clothing.
When the black cloth on the cage slowly burned, the magician changed back into his clothes, took the opportunity to sneak into the audience in the dark, and then suddenly appeared in the beam of light.