Chapter 2682 2694 [Three Magicians]
After failing in his magic trick, Yuji Momochi cursed in his heart, and then he realized something belatedly.
He looked at Mrs. Jiujiu: "Master's wife, why did you suddenly invite a detective over?"
Mrs. Jiujiu recalled the detectives' suspicion of the three apprentices at the detective agency just now, and said awkwardly, "This..."
"Do you even need to ask this?" A voice with a slightly long ending came from the side. At the corner of the second floor, a long-haired woman in high heels walked down the stairs step by step and stopped in front of Jiang Xia.
She looked up at the visitor, thoughtfully: "At this time, we invited such a famous detective to investigate the real cause of Master's death. Is that right, young detective?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand and gently patted Jiang Xia's shoulder.
The next moment, there was a whooshing sound, and Jiang Xia's black coat suddenly became inflated. Five or six pigeons flapped their wings and fled out of the open collar one after another, flying away.
The mermaid, whose territory was taken away, chased out angrily and slapped the last pigeon with her tail. The pigeon was so scared that its face turned pale and it flapped its wings with super double the force, quickly surpassing the leading one and flying away like a rocket.
"To perform pigeon magic, you have to do at least this level." Sanhao Mazi turned to look at his fellow apprentice, then looked at the pigeons flying away, frowned slightly, "But...what happened to these pigeons today?"
Baidi Yushi didn't have time to care about whether the pigeons were there or not. He had already been completely attracted by the words of this beautiful senior sister: "Wait, what do you mean by investigating the real cause of Master's death? Didn't Master commit suicide in the basement? The police have already closed the case."
"Do you really believe what they said?" Sanhao Mazi shook his head slightly. "Master is not the kind of person who would commit suicide. And the poker left at the crime scene - Master's wife must think it's weird."
The more Baidi Yushi listened, the more he felt that he had missed a lot: "What is poker? How come I don't know about it?"
"This is it." Mrs. Jiujiu sighed, took out the two stuck-together playing cards from her bag, and handed them to the young apprentice. "The scene was very chaotic at the time, so you might not have paid much attention."
"Oh, you are talking about this." Baidi Yushi suddenly realized, "I saw it, but what's so strange about it? Master's wife, you may not know that many poker magic tricks use this kind of pasting trick. This should only be something that Master used for practice, and the police also said that Master committed suicide... Huh?!"
Before he could finish his words, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and snatched the poker from his hand.
"That's right." Sanada Ichizo suddenly appeared and tore off the stolen card with a sizzling sound, and then continued to tear it into four or eight pieces. "At this point, even if you detectives turn this place upside down, you won't find any clues."
Toru Amuro: "?"
He didn't expect this guy to dare to destroy the evidence so openly. He was about to grab the remaining playing cards, but at this moment, Amuro Toru suddenly discovered something and paused.
"No matter how long the investigation takes, the only truth you can get..." Sanada Kazuzo raised his hand suddenly and scattered the debris in his hand all over the sky. However, the next moment, what fell was not poker crumbs, but colorful poker cards.
In the midst of this magic poker rain, the young genius magician showed an arrogant and confident smile, and continued with what he had just said: "The only fact is that 'there are two genius magicians and now only I am left'."
Jiang Xia: “…” This group of magicians really have the habit of performing magic anytime and anywhere, and except for the one who failed at the beginning, the other two performed pretty well - then again, I don’t know how Hashimoto Maya is doing in finding magicians.
Just thinking about it, he was sitting opposite.
Sanada Kazuzo looked at the falling poker words, then looked at the guest in front of him, raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I tore up such important evidence, and you didn't care at all?"
"Tear it up if you want." Jiang Xia came back to his senses, reached out and took out two playing cards stuck together from his pocket, "Because the real evidence has just been put into my pocket by you."
Sanada Ichizo: "..."
You're a detective, why are you trying to steal the magician's line? You've already said all the words, what should I say?
"...Heh, you are indeed a famous detective with strong observation skills."
It would be shameful to say nothing at a time like this. Sanada Ichizo frankly admitted that his opponent was powerful and spread his hands: "But what I just said is true - I advise you not to waste your time. Even if you continue to investigate, you will not find anything here."
As he spoke, he picked up his pockets and walked away.
In the hall, Toru Amuro looked at the magician's back and always felt that his arrogant attitude was the same as Uzo's.
He tentatively asked Mrs. Jiujiujiu, "Does your apprentice have a bad relationship with your husband? Mr. Jiujiujiu Yuankang just passed away not long ago, and he mentioned this matter as if nothing happened."
"That may not be the case." Miyoshi Asako squatted down gently and reached out to turn over a few cards. "Look, the suits on the bottom of the cards are different. Several decks of cards are mixed together. Sanada has always had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he usually doesn't mix up the cards. From this point of view, the sudden death of the master must have had a big impact on him."
Mrs. Jiujiu sighed and agreed: "Sanada was very young when he became my disciple. Over the years, he has always regarded my husband as his father..."
As she was talking, she suddenly stopped and smiled: "Fumino? Come and say hello, there are guests coming."
Jiang Xia followed her line of sight and saw that the door of a room next to him was pushed open at some point, and a fashionable little girl walked out. The child was about six or seven years old, and looked about the same age as Conan.
"Conan?" The little girl took a quick look and saw the guests downstairs. She was surprised and said, "Huh? There's also Mr. Jiang Xia! - I often see you on TV."
Jiang Xia nodded and greeted her, then looked at Conan: "Your classmate?"
Conan scratched his head, thought for a long time, and finally remembered: "Oh, it's true. But I remember she was in Class A, in the same school as me but in a different class."
As they were talking, Kujukumono ran downstairs and stopped in front of them. She asked Conan happily, "Why did you come to my house so suddenly?"
Conan: "..." Come to investigate how your father died... Wait, as a kid who just lost his father, aren't you a little too cheerful?
(End of this chapter)
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