Chapter 2696 2708 [Magic]
"I will use the power of my soul to smash the glass in the ball." The magician who claimed to be a psychic said as he stretched out his hand to touch the glass ball. Suddenly, his eyes widened and his palm exerted force, as if he had grasped something in the air.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the untouched glass began to tremble and shake... and finally, with a snap, it shattered into pieces.
Jiang Xia looked at the fake psychic, then looked down at his own hands: "......?"
Several main players in the magic troupe took turns to perform various miraculous magic tricks that dazzled the passengers.
The atmosphere in the car was just right, but from a corner, a discordant sound came faintly.
"Stop making so much noise." A magician with shoulder-length curly hair and dressed like a Western prince sat by the window with his chin in his hand and drove away the manager beside him impatiently, "A bunch of country bumpkins, you can just perform something to hook them, why do you have to make me perform too?"
The manager said in embarrassment: "But we have already communicated the program list with the conductor. If he knows that we have made a last-minute change and is dissatisfied with it, it will be troublesome to make an appointment next time. You can show off your skills on stage. You will definitely shock the audience and become the brightest star of the troupe!"
"What do you mean by 'become'? I was originally the star of the troupe." The magician glanced at him and snorted coldly:
"Okay, stop flattering me. I won't fall for it. If you have time to urge me, why not go find the leader? That guy knows how to order people around. Apart from showing up at the beginning to say hello, he just stayed away from me and left all the troublesome things to other members. He's really comfortable being the leader."
The manager was so anxious that he turned around and around: "I have been looking for him since just now, but I can't see him at all. If you don't show up, then there is really nothing I can do..."
At this point, the previous magician had just finished his performance. In the bustling carriage, the audience was still not satisfied and looked over expectantly.
The manager noticed their gazes and quickly said, "Then, our Illusion Magic Troupe's top star, Noble Yura, will appear on stage!"
The passengers gave a round of applause out of respect.
This was considered enthusiastic support, and Yura, who was dressed in Western European aristocratic clothes, stood up reluctantly. He snorted, walked out of his seat with a long face, and came to the corridor.
After a quick glance, Yura's eyes were fixed on one of the passengers.
——The man was wearing a long black trench coat and a top hat, with long silver hair hanging down to his waist. He was dressed in such a low-key yet high-profile outfit, sitting alone by the window without making a sound, looking like some kind of hermit master.
What’s more important is that, although there was such a wonderful magic show going on in the carriage, this person didn’t even raise his head or take a look.
Yura was stunned for a moment, and then something flashed in his mind: this deliberately low-key dress, this mysterious temperament, the windbreaker that can hide many props at a glance, and the indifferent attitude towards the magic show, there is only one truth! Could it be... that they met someone in the same industry?
Judging from the hair color of this colleague, he might be following the same Western fantasy route as himself.
...This is very frustrating.
"Sir." Thinking of this, Yura walked over with a wry smile and challenged, "I need someone to assist me with my magic show. Do you mind helping me?"
The black-clad passenger took a sip of coffee and didn't even look at him: "Mind."
Yura: “…”
...Don't be so shameless, kid!
His eyes twitched slightly, and he was about to say something to provoke this anonymous colleague. However, at this moment, the table on the side creaked loudly.
The magician looked in confusion and saw a foreigner wearing sunglasses knocking over a coffee cup. At this moment, the sloppy guy was choking and coughing, lowering his head, and busy cleaning it up.
Next to Maya Hashimoto who choked on her coffee.
Conan froze in place, holding the juice cup.
After several seconds, he picked up the cup and took a sip, then turned his head and pretended to care about Hashimoto Maya: "Uncle Hashimoto, are you okay?"
Although his face was calm, Conan was already in a state of panic: Gin... How could there be Gin in this car?! He was not in the dining car before, so when did this guy get here?!
"This train never stopped, which means that when we got on the train last night, Gin was probably already on it. I actually stayed in the same car with him for a whole night without noticing it..." Conan was terrified:
"Fortunately, with Hashimoto Maya around, I was more careful and didn't say anything that a child shouldn't say."
"But..." In addition to being scared, the fake elementary school student gradually noticed something was wrong. Conan frowned in confusion, "Why did Hashimoto Maya suddenly choke on her coffee?"
"It could be just an accident, but it could also be that he was shocked when he suddenly saw Gin, so he choked - in other words, this guy actually knows Gin?"
As this thought flashed through his mind, Conan looked at Hashimoto Maya with increased vigilance, feeling that the possibility that this guy was a member of the organization had greatly increased.
Also, there is one more thing.
"The last few times I met Gin, he was always accompanied by Vodka, but why didn't I see that big guy this time?" Conan touched his chin in confusion, "Could it be that Gin has changed his partner this time, and changed to..."
He turned his head and his eyes fell on Hashimoto Maya.
Hashimoto Maya, who had just despairingly realized that the danger of this car was far beyond her imagination, said: "..."
…
Similar to the two real and fake brothers of Uzo who were in a mess, the magician was not in a very good mood either.
——The guy who was suspected to be in the same industry refused to accept his challenge. He wanted to make a few more provocative remarks, but was stopped by the timid manager who wanted to keep things quiet.
Seeing the conductor also coming over out of curiosity, the magician finally calmed down a little and was about to start his performance reluctantly.
The magician turned his eyes and settled on Jiang Xia's table.
——When someone clumsily knocked over a cup just now, he looked over here in the direction of the sound, and then saw a young girl who was eye-catching.
This made the magician raise his eyebrows, and he felt a little more interested in performing magic - anyway, he was just going to show off a few tricks to please these country bumpkins, so he might as well pick one that would make him happy and have some fun.
"This beautiful lady." Thinking of this, Yura's mouth raised a little, and a smile with a little more interest appeared. He invited again, "Can you please help me?"
This time, he finally didn't get a cold reception.
Compared to the annoying colleague just now, the young and beautiful female high school student was much more sensible. Mao Lilan looked around and pointed at herself in surprise: "Me? Is it me?"
(End of this chapter)
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