Corpse collector in Conan

The audience laughed good-naturedly. On the stage, as the "Joker" finished speaking his lines, the door on the rock slowly lowered, and finally clicked and closed completely, forming a perfect seal.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." I don't know why, but I always felt like that glance just now was like a farewell... Could it be that the magician in front of me can't be saved either.

"Forget it, this guy's magic skills are average, and his appearance is mediocre and not up to standard. He doesn't seem to be able to pass Uzo's interview... Compared to this, what's going on with the old man next to me?"

Maya Hashimoto pushed up her sunglasses and couldn't help but look away - there was a familiar guy sitting next to her. This old guy was holding a Coke and popcorn. He was wearing a casual suit and looked like he was on vacation... ...However, Maya Hashimoto knew in her heart that this person was definitely not enjoying magic and must have other agendas.

"I didn't expect to randomly choose a seat and be next to this FBI. Could he have chosen a seat next to me on purpose?" Maya Hashimoto felt regretful:

"If I had known this, I should have followed Jiang Xia to his place just now. Why did I have to use the excuse that I couldn't change my seat and insist on sitting here... By the way, how did the FBI know which seat I booked? Has my whereabouts been exposed?"

"How does he know which seat I have reserved? Has our behavior been exposed?"

While Hashimoto Maya was secretly vigilant, next to him, James was not much calmer than him.

The FBI leader pushed up his glasses and looked at his neighbor next door through the reflection of the glasses in confusion, and began to wonder if there was a mole around him.

"However, it's not a big problem. A wise gentleman will never fall into the same pit twice. I don't have a gun with me this time. Even if the other party shamelessly calls the police again, I won't be as passive as last time - —As a foreign tourist, isn’t it normal for me to come to Tokyo to watch a show?”

Thinking this, James looked slightly relaxed and re-examined the magic on the stage.

At the same time, there was another person who was secretly alert.

"Why are they sitting together again?" In the distance, Conan pushed up his glasses, and the lenses flashed with a reflection, "There is a conspiracy, there must be a conspiracy - could it be because I called the police in time last time, which led to the quarrel between them? The deal didn't go through so it had to go ahead?

"But that old foreign man has just been arrested. Shouldn't he be honest and avoid the limelight now... What is the reason for them to get together arrogantly again? Also, why is it the Magic Auditorium? What is there in this kind of place? Special meaning?”

As a detective, Conan keenly grasped the common points between the two incidents and tried to use this as a thread to figure out what the two suspicious guys wanted to do.

…

Unlike this group of fake audiences who were constantly distracted, the two female high school students seemed to be much more attentive to the performance.

Suzuki Sonoko even caught the magician's look just now. She raised a question mark on her forehead: "Did that guy look at us just now? What did he mean? Are you afraid that we will rush up and interrupt his magic?"

Mao Lilan sighed and thought of the magician Xinghe Tongwu who had been imprisoned for murder. She touched her autograph book, and the signature of the star magician was still in front of her. Unfortunately, she could no longer perform: "We were really impulsive last time. Fortunately, it was the finale magic, so it didn't affect them. process."

Suzuki Sonoko snorted: "It seems that this clown also paid attention to that magic show. No wonder I always feel that many of his actions look familiar - in addition to Konmiya Reiko, this guy must also have secretly learned Xinghe Dogo's cool tricks. The method...wait a minute, doesn’t he think that Xinghe Tongwu has so many fans because of these small tricks? It’s obviously his face!”

Although there was nothing pleasing to the sight of the shameless magician in front of him, the clown's performance on the stage continued.

Under the gaze of the audience, the huge rock on the stage floated slowly and rose into the air just as the magician said.

"It's really flying!" Suzuki Sonoko exclaimed at first, then came to her senses again. She cleared her throat to remain calm, "There must be a thin string hanging from the top of her head. This is nothing to make a fuss about! Right Jiang Xia."

Conan felt that these words sounded familiar. He temporarily looked away from Maya Hashimoto and James and looked at the stage. In view of his previous experience, he began to wonder whether this big stone floating in the air would suddenly stretch out two stone hands and start skipping... Fortunately, it did not.

Just as the magician said, the stone exploded into flames with a bang.

The flames grew stronger and stronger. At first there were only two or three scattered clumps, but soon they swallowed up the entire rock at an astonishing speed.

Huge rocks were burning in the air. Maya Hashimoto looked up at this scene and suddenly recalled a conversation in his mind.

"The play I prepared for Mr. Clown has been discontinued, but rather than me... it would be better for Reiko Konmiya to punish him."

"What punishment?"

"A flaming iron fist."

Maya Hashimoto: "..." Wait, could it be...

"Ah——! It's hot! It's so hot!!" Amidst the roar of burning, a vague voice came from the rock in mid-air. Someone screamed hysterically in pain while banging frantically from inside, "Open the door. Open the door! Anyone? Open the door!"

In the audience, Suzuki Sonoko looked up at the scene in surprise: "I underestimated him. In terms of acting alone, this guy is much better than Xinghe Dougo - no wonder he emphasized that we should not rescue him. If he hadn't said that, I would have really thought that he was in trouble now."

Hashimoto Maya on the other side: "..." He knew it... Alas, this magician really didn't survive.

However...

A burst of applause came, Hashimoto Maya turned around and found that the audience was pleased with the magician's "acting skills" - facing the terrifying and shrill cry for help on the stage, no one lent a hand, and only a look of appreciation was cast.

Under the eyes of the crowd, the magician on the stage was engulfed by the flames, and the cry for help became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

A chill quietly surged in Hashimoto Maya's heart. He quietly clenched the cross in his hand and began to express his loyalty to the terrible Uzo in his heart.

In the weird atmosphere, the special "rock" quickly burned out, revealing a charred figure. The figure was covered in flames. Without the support of the rock, he fell down and hit the stage heavily.

The applause and laughter stopped abruptly.

The audience realized belatedly that something was wrong. Looking at the human-shaped charcoal on the stage, they suddenly screamed in fear: "Ah--!!"