Conan’s Corpse Picker

Maya Hashimoto looked at the rose that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes and was slightly startled.

In the past, he might have been surprised. But lately there have been a lot of magicians looking for him, and his first reaction was to look at it all critically with the eyes of an interviewer.

"It's not as good as Miss Mazi. She gave me a bunch of magic tricks back then. Why do you only have one?" He shook his head secretly and commented on the magician in his heart, "Oh, you want to be on our interview list. How come you still have one?" Need to make progress.”

The mysterious magician in robes looked at his reaction with some surprise. He glanced at the mixed-race foreigner for a second, then turned politely and moved on to the next person.

Soon, the magician handed out the last rose. When he came to the door of the carriage, he suddenly turned around and snapped his fingers.

Following this sound, the roses in everyone's hands suddenly seemed to be beheaded. The bright red flowers fell from the emerald green stems, and the petals scattered like a rain, slowly falling to the ground.

"Wow!" Many passengers were pleasantly surprised by the rain of petals and clapped happily.

Amid applause, the magician bowed, then walked backwards out the door and disappeared behind the sliding door.

In the carriage, Maya Hashimoto looked at the bare rose stems in her hands and was stunned for a moment: In the entire carriage, the flowers on everyone's hands fell at the same time as the magician snapped his fingers... How on earth is this done? Arrived?

Even if the flower branches are cut in advance, the time and posture of holding the rose are different for everyone. Some people hold it quietly, and some people shake it out of boredom... In this case, the magician can actually make the roses in the entire carriage break at the same time?

Maya Hashimoto looked at the pools of blood-like petals on the ground and sat upright silently. He slowly realized that all the evaluations he had just given about the magician seemed to have to be overturned.

"Wait a minute, this pile of beheaded roses and blood-like petals..." Maya Hashimoto realized something belatedly, and sat up in excitement, "The threat engraved in the machine box What’s the letter? By the way, ‘The Puppet Master of Hell, famous for his magic of death and terror’!”

"Is that magician just now... the one who sent this threatening letter?"

…

At the same time, he was not the only one who had similar associations.

Officer Sato stared at the rose in his hand for a moment to react, then stood up and chased after the magician where he disappeared.

Police Officer Takagi next door was startled, and after recovering, he quickly followed.

However, after the two opened the carriage door, what appeared behind was just another sleeper carriage. The magician wrapped in a robe had already disappeared into the crowd.

"What's wrong?" Officer Takagi looked around and asked his colleague who was chasing him, "Is there something wrong with that magician?"

Officer Sato frowned and said: "The 'magician' itself is the biggest problem - we just received a threatening letter from the magician, and then a magician appeared immediately. Don't you think this is too much of a coincidence? ?”

Officer Takagi hesitated to speak: "This..."

Sato Miwako saw his unusual reaction and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong? You seem to know something."

Officer Takagi whispered: "The one just now should be a member of the Fantasy Magic Troupe. In fact, there are occasional performances by them on this trip to the Silver Meteor."

Officer Sato: "...What kind of performance?"

Police Officer Takagi: "Many traditional magicians have the habit of using magic to attract customers. For example, this magic troupe often performs in the Bone Plains.

"When they are idle on the road, they will perform some warm-up magic tricks to promote their reputation and solicit customers at the same time - I remember this is a relatively old-school magic troupe. Compared with the glamorous stage magic, this kind of close-up magic is actually That’s what they’re best at.”

Officer Sato suddenly realized. If this is the case, then the magician who just appeared is normal, but...

She looked at the colleague next to her suspiciously: "How do you know this?"

Officer Takagi: "..."

Miwako Sato is beautiful and powerful. She is the dream lover of single male compatriots in the entire Metropolitan Police Department. Even police officers from other counties are looking forward to associating with her, and among them, Takamaki is obviously one of them.

Now because of the threatening letter, the two of them are going on a business trip to Hokkaido... Going out with Officer Sato alone, why doesn't it count as a date?

In spite of the resentful looks from his colleagues, Takamaki pretended to work overtime, but in fact he secretly did his homework and checked out the scenic spots and interesting things along the way - what if the threatening letter was just a prank and the matter was resolved in advance? He can take Officer Sato out for a walk "on the way"...

Of course, these reasons cannot be stated in a single word. Otherwise, what awaits you may not be a knowing smile from your colleague, but an iron fist that thinks he is not doing his job properly.

The honest man's desire for survival exploded. Takagi Wataru cleared his throat and said seriously: "The threat letter comes with a package ticket to the Bone Plains, so before coming, I did my homework in advance."

"I see." Officer Sato nodded appreciatively, "Well done, let's continue in the future."

Officer Takagi was a hundred times happier than being praised by the Megure Police Department, and he became more motivated: "Yes!"

…

In any case, since the magician's appearance was reasonable, there was no reason to search the carriages one by one for the guy who had just performed a magic trick on them.

——Although Officer Sato still felt that the magician was a bit strange, when he thought about it, he was wrapped tightly from head to toe when he appeared, and his face was not visible at all. Even if he wanted to look for it... he didn't seem to know where to start.

So in the end, the two had to give up temporarily and returned to the carriage.

It was late, and soon the sky was completely dark. The lights of the train dimmed accordingly.

The passengers who were walking around gradually returned to their berths, and only the movement of the vehicles was left around.

In the stable noise, some people slept well, while others could not sleep all night.

"Mr. Hashimoto, your dark circles seem to have become heavier again."

In the dining car, Suzuki Sonoko accidentally glanced at Hashimoto Maya, and when she saw the other person's face clearly, she was surprised: "The sunglasses can hardly cover it. Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Hashimoto Maya: "..." I can't sleep, I can't sleep at all.

However, I can't show my weakness in front of my colleagues. Showing my weak side will only be targeted by wolves and tigers. Hashimoto Maya pushed up her sunglasses and said calmly, "It's okay, I just have dark circles under my eyes."

Suzuki Sonoko didn't doubt it: "That's right, you are half foreign, your skin is much whiter than ours, it's normal to have dark circles under your eyes."

She didn't ask any more questions, and while looking at the vast scenery outside the window, she had breakfast in a good mood.

While eating, a waiter came straight towards them with a tray.