Corpse collector in Conan

In a nearby detention center.

This place is very close to the venue of the magic show, so close that you can almost hear the noise of the street.

Gao Yuanyaoyi sat under the iron window, quietly reading a book. After a while, he looked at the sky outside and casually talked to the passing guard: "I heard that today's 'Sakonji Magic Show' is very exciting, don't you plan to go and see it?"

Guardian: "..." Do you think I don't want to go? It's because I have to work here.

He didn't want to deal with these vicious prisoners, so he pretended not to hear and walked past the door.

Gao Yuanyaoyi smiled and continued to flip through the book in his hand.

When the guard's footsteps faded away, he stopped and closed the book with a click.

After a moment, he raised his head and looked at the high wall outside through the iron bars on the window.

…

Magic venue.

Seeing the charred figure falling from the sky, the audience finally realized that something was wrong - according to the "clown" himself, in this magic trick of "zero-gravity rock, disappearing from the sky", the magician will turn into ashes along with the burning rock and disappear from everyone's sight.

But now, seeing such a big man fall to the ground with a duang sound... This is obviously not because the magic is not burning enough, but because the magic has failed.

... And it failed quite miserably.

Hashimoto Maya looked at the charred little black man on the stage: "..."

Sneaking into the video equipment to remotely peek at the vodka here: "..."

James, who was planning to find an opportunity to sneak into the backstage to talk to the magician after the performance: "..."

The important witness that the FBI had just identified was actually killed right under his nose? !

Unlike the stunned audience, the detective's reaction was much faster. As soon as the black figure fell out of the fire, two detectives, one big and one small, stood up in surprise and ran onto the stage.

The long distance made it impossible for them to catch the poor magician. So Jiang Xia turned a corner and went to the side to find a fire extinguisher.

After a round of first aid, the flames went out. However, when the ambulance rushed over, the person on the ground was completely hopeless.

In the commotion, Vodka silently cut off the connection. Then he raised a finger, poked the notebook expressionlessly, and pushed the ominous thing away.

"That kid's performance is getting more and more... indescribable." Vodka sighed in fear:

"Fortunately, my brother reminded me not to get close to the magic venue recently, otherwise I really doubt that the human-shaped flame will fall and hit me on the head... But think about it, compared to that little bastard, my brother is still on my side!"

"There are not many famous magicians in Tokyo. While that little bitch is busy with magic, I have to finish the task at hand as soon as possible." Vodka secretly clenched his fists, and his work enthusiasm instantly doubled, "Then return to my brother as soon as possible! Only in this way can I be truly safe."

...

The other side

Gao Yuanyao let go of his hand and landed lightly outside the wall of the detention center.

He brushed off the dust on his clothes and was about to leave, but when he looked up, his pupils suddenly shrank - he didn't know when there was a person in front of him... No, strictly speaking, this should be a puppet.

The puppet, which was snow-white and looked like an enlarged version of a building block toy, walked over with arrogant and flexible steps and stopped in front of him.

Gao Yuanyao narrowed his eyes and looked at the thing carefully. Suddenly, he raised his hand and waved it, and the blade hidden between his fingers flashed a cold light.

The blade did not attack the puppet, but cut a few times in the air - that was the best place he knew to hide the puppet line. However, after a few cuts, the puppet had no reaction, and he cut nothing.

Gao Yuanyao was stunned: How could this be possible? Without the forces from those directions, this puppet would never be able to move like it did just now. Could it be... it's electric?

His eyes turned to the puppet's white and tender belly.

However, before he cut it open, the puppet suddenly raised his hand, and a rose grew out of nothing in his hand.

"... For me?" As a magician, Gao Yuanyaoyi was very accustomed to this action. He smiled, his face was leisurely, but he actually took the flower with caution.

The moment he took it, the petals suddenly burst open, turning into a piece of white paper with a strange texture.

Looking closely, there was a line of exquisite font engraved on the paper:

[Haixin Theater Island is recruiting magicians

No identity is limited]

Gao Yuanyaoyi: "..."

... GG?

In a complicated look, the puppet opposite bowed to him gracefully. When it stood up again, it disappeared from Gao Yuanyaoyi's sight with a bang.

Gao Yuanyaoyi looked at the empty ground, then looked down at the empty palm, and slowly clenched his hand.

He thought that his current attainments in magic had reached the pinnacle, but just now, after watching each other face to face for a long time, he could not see the other party's tricks at all.

At this moment, facing the puppeteer who had never appeared, he actually had the feeling of watching Konomiya Reiko's magic when he was a child.

... This shows that in terms of magic skills, at least in the field of puppet magic, the opponent actually crushed him in all aspects.

"... Interesting." Gao Yuanyao recalled the words on the white paper as he left the detention center, and he slowly read, "Haixin Theater?"

"Haixin" is a place that is difficult to get out of. In addition to the puppet... He suspected that the man just now was the guy he met in the woods when he wanted to silence Jiang Xia a few days ago.

If I remember correctly, the man had a gun, and his shooting skills were accurate and fierce. If it weren't for the darkness in the forest, it might not be his puppet that was shot in the head, but himself.

"This kind of person actually sent me a recruitment notice... What is his purpose?"

Gao Yuanyao touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

...

Magic venue

The police who rushed over checked for a moment and found the problem: "Inspector, there are traces of phosphorus burning here. According to our speculation, the surface of the rock-like box of the deceased was coated with a lot of phosphorus - it is very likely that it caused the combustion."

Inspector Megure suddenly realized: "So that's it, go check and see who painted this thing!"

A voice came from the side: "It should be the deceased himself."

"Brother Jiang Xia?" Inspector Megure was surprised when he heard this familiar voice, but when he heard his words clearly, he couldn't help but wonder, "The deceased painted phosphorus himself? Could it be...did he commit suicide?"

This conclusion, even he himself couldn't believe it: I met Brother Jiang Xia so many times, how many times did the deceased commit suicide?

Besides, if it was really suicide, wouldn't it be a waste to meet the detective brother.