Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

The hotel annex that acts as a theater is located on a small island in the middle of a pool, and there is only a suspension bridge connected to the hotel. When Gao Cheng and Hui Yuan crossed the suspension bridge, members of the magic troupe also entered the theater one after another.

"Papa papa!"

All the lights in the stepped theater were directed towards the stage, and Yurama, the aristocrat with a bad personality, stood in the middle of the spotlights in a white cloak, and behaved elegantly like a prince charming.

And privately are completely two people...

Gao Cheng looked around the dim auditorium, and sat down on the seat behind the door.

"Everyone! Welcome to Shikuhara Station Theater," Yurama opened the ceremony with a gentleman's ceremony on stage, "I'm Yurama from Fantasy Magic..."

There were no people in the rows in front of Gao Cheng, only the hotel manager Nagasaki was sitting upright holding a wooden box.

"The performance of your sinful disciples is about to begin," Manager Nagasaki opened the wooden box with nostalgia, squinted his eyes and muttered to himself, "Let's watch together, Miss Reiko..."

"Huh?" Gao Cheng looked at Nagasaki in doubt, and vaguely saw a small doll in the box.

"That is……"

"Probably Reiko's marionette." Detective Baima approached Gao Cheng at some point, "The well-known magician who died in this theater five years ago..."

"Kimiya Reiko?"

"You should have read the brochure, right? Reiko Kinmiya is the head of the Kinmiya Magic Troupe, the predecessor of the Fantasy Magic Troupe. The first time I saw her was when I was a child... It was at a magic performance in London, the magic she created Each one is ingenious and exquisite, but it is a pity that I passed away unexpectedly during the rehearsal at this place five years ago..."

Baima Tan sighed watching the performance on the stage.

"Most of the large-scale magic tricks performed by the Fantasy Magic Troupe are created by her, even the finale 'living puppet'... Although it is said that it was created by the magic troupe after her death, it is hard to say exactly how."

"Oh?" Gao Cheng looked at Detective Baima in surprise, "Is Baima a fan of magic? I thought high school detectives like you didn't like magic very much..."

In his impression, Conan watching magic shows is basically boring, and there is only fun in debunking the tricks.

"Probably." Baima Tan smiled awkwardly, and sat down across the aisle.

"Everyone!" A trainee magician dressed as a bunny girl appeared on the stage, "The next thing everyone is looking forward to is - the 'living puppet' magic that our Fantasy Magic Troupe is proud of!"

Gao Cheng's attention was attracted by the stage: "It's Ms. Satomi, she looks really nice and cute..."

Huiyuan's small face collapsed: "The more beautiful one is, the more dangerous it may be..."

"Miss Satomi is the murderer? Impossible? Although she found the body on the train..."

While Gao Cheng was thinking, the stage finale performance had already begun. A marionette about the size of a real person sat quietly in the middle of the stage, and the atmosphere of the scene fell into silence.

"I'm a marionette, a sad marionette who can only be manipulated with strings..."

The puppet stood up slowly, cut off the rope with a pair of scissors, and began to move freely excitedly.

"Is this a living puppet?" Gao Cheng stared at the stage and researched, "There must be another unobvious silk thread controlling it? It's very ordinary..."

The white horse laughed and said, "But it's jumping rope..."

Gao Cheng's face was sweating: "It must be the silk thread on both sides..."

"Now start cross-jumping."

"Strange..." Gao Cheng's head was a little big, "Impossible, how did you control it? Is the puppet a robot?"

Seeing the puppet on the stage suddenly falling apart and assembling the body by himself, Gao Cheng doubted himself and bit his finger in confusion.

Even magic can't subvert physics, right? Strange...

Watching the puppet start to tie the cut ropes by itself, Gao Cheng was bewildered.

It is absolutely impossible to control it by silk thread, it must be something done by the puppet.

"Dididi!" As the performance drew to a close, Mu Mu's mobile phone suddenly rang again, and the faces of several people changed suddenly.

"How is it? Is the magic of the Fantasy Magic Troupe good?" The weird voice laughed evilly, "The 'Living Puppet' is over? But the good show is still to come, hehe, I will let you see a rare big magic Well, enjoy the second act of the death magic show!"

"Snapped!"

All the lights in the theater were suddenly extinguished, and the stage and auditorium were plunged into darkness in an instant, and you couldn't see your fingers.

"What's going on?" Gao Cheng stood up abruptly, his hair standing on end.

"Is this part of the show too? Why is it all black and I can't see anything..."

"Crack!" In almost a few seconds, the stage lights were turned on again, and Gao Cheng looked straight at the stage. Under the spotlight, the marionette had disappeared, replaced by the dead body of noble son Yurama sitting on the chair.

The corpse was wrapped with a rope, and a dagger was inserted through the rose in the heart. The bright red blood was extremely eye-catching under the light, and coupled with Yurama's wide-eyed eyes under the long golden hair, it was creepy.

"Ah——!" The auditorium was deathly silent at first, followed by a burst of exclamation. Police officer Mu Mu and others and the magic troupe rushed to the stage, their faces turning pale.

"Mr. Yurama!"

"already dead……"

"What the hell is going on?" Mu Mu held the phone that had been hung up gloomyly, "That bastard! What did you say about a death magic show!"

"The principle of the seesaw..." Shi Jin Junzai suddenly said, "Look at the ceiling, the doll from just now is hanging on the other end of the rope. It seems that the weight of the corpse when it fell from the ceiling dragged the doll up."

"real……"

Everyone looked up, and sure enough, they saw the marionette and the rope churning together on the ceiling shelf.

"It's not just that," Gao Cheng walked onto the stage, "There's only one exit here, I've been sitting at the door, and I haven't seen anyone leave, which means the murderer is still in the theater."

"Still here?" Meguro turned to Takagi solemnly, "Check immediately to see if any audience has left their seats, and check all places where there may be many people to see if there are any suspicious people!"

"Yes, police department!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, Takagi returned to the stage with the results of the cross-examination: "From the time the lights went out to the appearance of the corpse, no one in the audience left their seats."

Gao Cheng asked, "Where's the suspicious person?"

"I've searched everything," Mu Mu shook his head and said, "I didn't find any suspicious people hiding. The only possibility now... the murderer who killed Yurama was among the members of the magic troupe..."

"Wait, wait a minute," Zuo Jinji said with a smile, "Mr. Police, don't jump to conclusions so suddenly, all of us have alibi, the murderer used the seesaw principle to use the ceiling beams to replace the dolls with corpses, this is us The fast tricks commonly used by magicians are true, but...

"The murderer has to be on the ceiling to do this. It takes a lot of time to walk down a steep staircase to the sides of the stage from there, but after the lights are on, we all rush to the stage right away, right?"

"That's right," Mountain God Xi Hai echoed, sweating profusely, "It will take a minute or two to get down from the roof..."

"That's not necessarily true," Shi Jin interrupted with a light smile, "If the murderer comes down with the corpse, it will be enough for a moment, can I ask the weight of the doll?"

"It looks like 70 kilograms," Gao Yuanyao flipped through his notebook, "I measured it when I was wearing it on a plane."

"Where's Yurama?"

"About 60 kilograms, it was measured during the physical examination last year..."

Shi Jin smiled more affirmatively: "This way, it further shows that the murderer came down with the corpse, because only the murderer's weight can exceed the 70 kg puppet."

"Just, let's say that," Mountain God Xihai said with an ugly expression, "Anyone can use this technique, right?"

"Indeed, any of you can do it," Junzai Shizumi glanced at the magic troupe, and raised the corner of his mouth, "But I happened to see something interesting, about the mystery of the disappearance of the corpse on the train, and even how the corpse appeared in the hotel. I already have some ideas..."

"You already know?" Mu Mu asked in surprise, "How did the corpse disappear?!"

"We can't say it yet," Shi Jin smiled lightly, glanced at Gao Cheng, walked away with his hands in his trouser pockets, "I will tell you all when the whole case is solved."

Gao Cheng frowned as he watched Shi Jin walk out of the theater.

What the hell did this guy find...

"Brother Chenghu," Mu Mu said anxiously and depressedly, "Why did you get snatched to the front by an outsider? Don't you have any clue?"

Gao Cheng silently shook his head.

Shi Jin must have found some clues that he didn't know, it seems that don't expect this guy to tell it...

What a nasty guy.

However, the suspicion was at least narrowed to the members of the magic troupe. As long as we investigate carefully, we will be able to find more clues, and it may not be impossible to find the murderer.