Corpse collector in Conan

The familiar scene made the two female high school students nervous as never before.

Conan came back to his senses and comforted them: "There are not so many accidents. The accident rate of escaping magic is actually not as high as many people think. Just watch it with peace of mind."

After a pause, he thought of the bad luck of the classmates around him, and then hesitantly said: "To say the least, even if there is an accident... When magicians perform escape magic, they usually agree on a distress signal with their assistant in advance - last time The magician who died was locked into a water tank by a mole, and this time, the stage was much wider than that time, and no one could fall from the sky to harm anyone, and the assistant was guarding the stage. There are two of them. They supervise each other and there should be no chance of committing crimes. "

Listening to this long series of words, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but touch her chin: "..." There are so many things in this kid's mind. Are today's elementary school students already in this state?

During the chat, time passed by minute by minute.

And all of this was presented on the stage - the escape water tank containing the magician was blocked by a curtain, and in front of the thick curtain, a clock half a man's height was placed there, with the hour and minute hands moving clearly.

In the blink of an eye, the hour hand was about to point from zero to five.

"It's been more than 4 minutes." The two female high school students gradually had a bad feeling in their hearts. Suzuki Sonoko turned her head and muttered to Mao Lilan, "Is it really okay?"

"Big, probably." Mao Lilan wasn't too sure. "Four minutes is a long time, but it's not difficult for a trained person to hold his breath... I hope he's okay."

Amidst the amplified "click" and "click" sounds, the minute hand gradually exceeded 5 minutes and fell further back.

On the stage, the expressions of the two beautiful female assistants gradually changed. Their smiles were originally as unified and professional as machines, but now, the two looked at the clock hands with uneasiness on their faces.

Equally uneasy are the broad audiences who gradually realize something is wrong.

And the ones who were most uneasy...were two lawless gangsters mixed in with the crowd.

Maya Hashimoto and Vodka, two people who seem to have nothing to do with each other at first glance, have reached a strange synchronization in their thoughts at this moment.

"We can't wait any longer!" Maya Hashimoto thought to herself, "The magician is probably dead in the water tank. According to my experience, a large number of police will rush to the scene, investigate, and then kill some innocent people." People are being treated as suspects...like me who did nothing."

"Although at first glance, I have nothing to do with the dead magician, but if you think about it carefully, when the guy finished escaping from the birdcage just now, he happened to 'flash' to me - if someone says that I took the opportunity to do it at that time My hands and feet, how should I deal with them?”

"In normal times, I could ask the person sitting next to me to testify for me, but now, next to me is an old guy who is suspected of being FBI. Judging from the way this person looks at me, he seems to have doubts about me... What if he Not only did he not help testify, but he added insult to injury. Wouldn’t I be in trouble?”

Maya Hashimoto, who had not been to the city for a while, suddenly felt the malice of the bustling city, and felt that this helpless feeling was damn familiar - before he took over the task of building the island, he had been wandering around suspects every day. On the verge of breaking out, I could only avoid being taken away by the police by holding Jiang Xia's thigh... By the way, Jiang Xia!

"Yes." Maya Hashimoto turned to look at Jiang Xia, as if seeing a beam of hope, he muttered to himself:

"If the magician on the stage is really killed, then Jiang Xia will definitely be able to find the murderer. Why don't I pretend to go to the toilet now and come to the door of the venue. When the crime happens later, many spectators will definitely run away in fear. Then I would blend in with them and leave together, avoiding the police.

"After this night, Jiang Xia will definitely have found the real culprit. In this way, I will neither have to contact the police nor face the FBI... That's right, I can't wait any longer, let's leave now!"

With this in mind, he held his stomach and quietly stood up and left the scene.

Almost at the same time, another person stood up in a similar posture on another seat and also slipped towards the door.

Two sneaky people walking with their heads down happened to bump into each other by the door. They were startled at the same time, and looked up suddenly...and then were startled again.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." Where is the vodka going? Is he hiding from Uzo too? --etc! Judging from various news in the past, Lord Uzuo quite likes to toss this code-named cadre... If that Lord went for vodka today, wouldn't the danger also leave with him once the vodka leaves?

In this case, maybe I should stay in this seemingly dangerous venue instead of running away...

Opposite me, Vodka also felt a thump in his heart: "..." This Uzo minion didn't stay in his seat, why was he running around? ... Could it be that my guess was wrong again, that the danger was not actually in this venue, but outside?

The two people looked at each other for a moment, and at the same time they had the idea of ​​going back, and at the same time they looked at each other warily, wanting to observe the state of the other side first.

In the distance, a pair of eyes looked at this side with a cold smile.

Almost the next moment, Vodka's ears twitched and he turned his head to look at the door keenly: "What's going on? There seems to be a siren outside?!"

Maya Hashimoto: "?!"

He looked back at the stage, with a confused look on his face: the two female assistants were still looking at their watches anxiously, but they didn't lift the curtain to find the magician's body... How come the police are already here before he's dead?

Unless...those policemen came for something else?

…

"There is something wrong with these two guys." Conan pushed his plain glasses on his nose, and a cold reflection flashed across the mirror. "They came to this magic show not to watch magic."

Just now, after guessing that Hashimoto Maya and the person sitting next to him were conducting illegal transactions, Conan made a prompt decision and contacted Inspector Megure privately in the name of "Kudo Shinichi" and asked him to bring people here to search.

——This report lacked evidence, and the police were invited purely because of the detective's own credibility.

Therefore, Conan habitually wanted to dispatch the police in the name of Jiang Xia, but then he thought, if the organization members were really arrested today, and the police had an insider who leaked the information of the caller to the angry organization... Jiang Xia and the people around him might be in trouble.

So in the end, after hesitating for a moment, Conan used the name of "Kudo Shinichi".

"I hope Inspector Megure will do as I instructed and not reveal the identity of the person who called the police to anyone." Conan sighed, "To put it another way, even if it is accidentally leaked... when the other party hears the name of a dead person, they will probably just think it's a bad joke and not investigate."