Corpse collector in Conan

"How about choosing a lucky subordinate to pretend to be a psychic. In this way, as a boss, I can confidently interfere with the commissions my subordinates receive." Jiang Xia touched his chin and thought to himself, "It's a pity that this There are no ghosts in this world. Even if you really want to develop into a spiritual medium, I'm afraid there won't be enough opportunities to become famous... Forget it, let's talk about it when we have time."

Next to him, after introducing the four main members, Officer Takagi moved his finger to the last frame of the portrait.

"Ah, I remember!" Suzuki Sonoko looked at the middle-aged woman in a cheongsam in the photo, "We had talked about her on the train before, but before we could say anything, something happened to the leader of the magic troupe. "

When Maya Hashimoto heard this, his eyes immediately drifted over: "..." If I remember correctly, everyone was talking about "whether there was any tragedy in this magic group a few years ago." Could it be...

Facts have proved that Maya Hashimoto was right.

Officer Takagi looked at the short-haired woman wearing a cheongsam in the photo: "This is Reiko Konmiya. The predecessor of the Fantasy Magic Troupe was actually called the 'Konomiya Magic Troupe'. And this lady is the leader of the Konmiya Magic Troupe. She is also the undisputed pillar - I heard that these magicians in the group were all brought out by her. "

"Every magic trick she created was whimsical and wonderful. Even in that era when the media was not very developed, her reputation was resounding in the magic circles at home and abroad... However, it is a pity that she performed in a magic show five years ago. There was an accident during rehearsal and he died unfortunately.”

Thinking of the warm-up magic show he saw on the train, Officer Takagi felt a little regretful: "It is said that most of the magic performed by the Fantasy Magic Troupe were left behind by her - all the apprentices she taught are of this level. I really don't know. If Miss Konomiya were still alive, what kind of wonderful performance could we see?"

"The magic left behind..." Conan suddenly remembered the puppet-like corpse, "I remember the trainee magician sister said that the finale of their group was the 'living puppet' - could this magic be the same as that of the puppet? Left behind by my deceased aunt?”

Officer Takagi shook his head: "I remember that the Fantasy Magic Troupe specifically promoted it, saying that the 'living puppet' was a magic they created that surpassed the level of Reiko Konmiya.

"With this gimmick, they attracted countless viewers, and after watching the show, the viewers also spoke highly of the 'living dolls'."

Maya Hashimoto: "..." Really? I don't believe it. The term "living puppet" sounds very different at first sight, and it also fits the "disappearance from the sky" that the hell puppet master just performed.

"Although there is no evidence, I guess that this 'living doll' is probably a magic trick left by Konmiya Reiko, but it was just taken by those members without authorization." Maya Hashimoto touched her chin and guessed in her mind. The adult’s script this time:

"And the 'Hell Puppet Master' knew about this, so he decided to avenge Reiko Konmiya... In other words, my future colleague should have a close relationship with Reiko Konmiya."

"That..." Just as he was thinking about it, a cautious voice came from the side.

Everyone turned their heads and found that the person who came to talk was actually the "trainee magician" they just mentioned.

The young girl with a round face held the palm-sized puppet in her arms and smiled sweetly at them: "I'm here to tell you that after discussions within our magic troupe, we finally decided to let the magic show go on as planned - if If you have time, please go to the theater to watch it.”

"Magic show?" Suzuki Sonoko was a little surprised, "But isn't your leader already..."

The trainee magician sighed: "There is actually a little controversy among us, but now it seems that the majority of people support the performance."

…

The young girl lied.

In fact, it's not "slightly" controversial - where the members of the magic group are, "Mermaid" has rolled up her sleeves and looks like she wants to punch the person opposite her into the wall.

"The captain's body is still cold, and you actually want to perform magic?" Mermaid Ji, who is good at escaping in water, has good muscles. When she clenched her fists and shouted angrily, she looked very intimidating, "Have you ever put his life in your eyes?"

Prince Xihuan laughed: "Don't worry, beautiful lady - it's because something happened to the group leader that we had to perform tonight."

"Mermaid Ji" Xihai saw his solemn tone and asked, "What do you mean?"

Prince Xihuan flipped up his brown bangs: "A country cannot be without a king for a day, and a magic troupe cannot be without a leader for a day. Since the original leader is dead, we must find a new leader as soon as possible-tonight's Performance is a great opportunity to compete.”

Mermaid Ji: "You?!"

"However, in fact, there is no need to compete, because everyone knows very well that regardless of popularity or skills, I am now the well-deserved No. 1." As he said this, Prince Xihuan walked towards him smoothly. The door, and then before Mermaid Ji could react, she pushed the door open and walked out:

"As early as a few years ago, this magic troupe, which is full of crooked melons, has been entirely supported by me. As the new leader, I decided to let tonight's performance continue. What's the problem? I'm here for the entire magic troupe. For the sake of the future of the regiment—the wife of the former regiment leader, please don’t hold us back.”

With that said, Prince Xihuan slammed the door shut.

Almost at the same time, with a click, a vase flew over like a cannonball and slammed into the place where he was just now.

Looking at the door with a hole in it and the porcelain fragments scattered beside the door, the other people in the room were silent for a moment and quietly reduced their presence.

…

Anyway, due to the majority agreement, the magic show finally started normally.

This hotel has a long history and has a dedicated lake theater. Soon, as the performance time approached, the guests crossed the wooden bridge and came to the theater.

Hashimoto Maya stepped on the creaking old wooden bridge, looking at the guests in front of him who kept exclaiming, and couldn't help but hum proudly: What lake theater, it's far worse than the Haixin Island Theater he built with his own hands.

While thinking, he didn't relax his observation of the surroundings-there must be a teacher among three people, and we should learn from it. Take a close look at how other people's underwater theaters are built, and then optimize his own one when he returns.

Besides...his intuition told him that, considering that adult's love for the "stage", tonight's magic stage would probably not be simple.