Chapter 2708 2720 [Conan: Setting the Stage]
While Hashimoto Maya was guessing her boss's preferences and observing the next stage.
Not far away, someone was also observing him.
Conan: "..." Why is this guy looking around? Is he looking for an opportunity to contact Gin, or is he keeping watch for Gin?
So Conan began to look around, and his eyes fell on a strange machine composed of rollers and wooden stakes at the bridge head.
"What is this?" Conan pushed up his glasses and took a closer look in the dim night, but just as he squatted down, he was hit on the back by a bang, followed by a scream behind him.
Suzuki Sonoko, who almost tripped, staggered to her feet. She held Jiang Xia's arm and looked back, only to find a dark Conan squatting on the ground.
"Little brat, what are you doing squatting on the ground in the dark? Aren't you scary? Are you okay?" Suzuki Sonoko scolded while walking forward and picking up the ignorant guy.
At this moment, there was a series of mechanical creaking sounds. Everyone turned around in shock and saw that the wooden bridge behind them was suddenly lifted up slowly, getting higher and higher... Finally, it formed a right angle and stood on the shore with a bang.
Suzuki Sonoko looked at the towering bridge and was stunned for a moment: "What's going on?"
Jiang Xia pointed at Conan's body and said, "It seems you accidentally touched the mechanism that raises and lowers it."
Conan straightened his plain glasses that were knocked askew, looked down, and thought something was wrong: the old wooden pole was actually broken by him.
Jiang Xia walked over, reached out and fiddled with the broken part inside the mechanism, but the entire suspension bridge did not move at all.
He was too lazy to argue, so he stood up and wiped his hands: "Let's watch the show first. Once the staff on the other side finds out, they should send someone to fix it. Although it may not be nice to say this, I always feel that the magic show tonight will not be peaceful."
"!" After he said this, the others immediately lost interest in repairing the bridge.
Officer Sato raised his hand and waved: "Go to the venue first!"
Without further delay, the group entered the amphitheater.
And after their figures disappeared.
A dark figure walked out silently from the bushes on the opposite bank.
Gin looked at the vertical bridge and the theater that had become a secret room: "..." These little ghosts are sometimes really useful - if someone else destroyed the wrench and made a secret room, it would seem too deliberate. But this kind of naughty kid at the age of elementary school, no matter what he did, it seemed very natural.
However, it may be difficult to find a child as smart as the little devil beside Uzo. If you end up making things worse, it would be better not to do it.
Thinking of the performance of normal children, Gin decisively gave up the idea of mass training children. He looked at his watch, pocketed his hands, and slowly walked to a swamp on the side.
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When I entered the venue, I saw that the lights on the stage were bright, but the auditorium was in darkness - the magic show had begun.
Standing on the stage at this time was the "psychic" wearing dark purple eye shadow.
Unlike the telepathic cup-breaking performance on the train, the stage was bigger this time, and his performance became more gorgeous. The psychic was wearing a white robe, with his hands outstretched, and used his "telepathy" to control a half-man-high drum to fly into the air. Then, two drumsticks beat up and down, producing a thumping drum sound.
Jiang Xia: "..." The local psychic also has this kind of business? ...Write it down first, and study it later.
After the psychic, it was the "mermaid princess" Miss Xi Hai. She was wearing a mermaid's outfit, with her long hair spread out, curled up in a square transparent water tank.
A large piece of black cloth fell from the top of the head, covering the entire water tank. After just a few seconds, when it was opened again, the tank was empty. The "Mermaid Princess" who was locked inside, wearing a gorgeous court dress, suddenly appeared above the water tank.
Hashimoto Maya's eyes almost popped out: "..." As expected, the recommendations of professionals are the most reliable - compared with the underwater escape in front of him, the underwater escapes he had seen in Tokyo seemed so deliberate and crude...
"However, there are so many great magicians, but I'm afraid only one can stand out in the end."
Maya Hashimoto increasingly felt the terrible internal competition in the Uzo workplace: "'That sir' really only picks the best of everything - even magi who haven't even started yet are struggling with life and death, and this is life and death in the physical sense... What else am I dissatisfied with the current pace of life?"
Amid the audience's thunderous applause, the mermaid turned into foam and quietly exited the stage in a fairy-tale appearance.
The lights changed, and an apprentice female magician in a jet-black miniskirt appeared in the center of the stage, leaning on a cane, as lively as a rabbit.
"What's coming up next is our Illusion Magic Troupe's signature show - 'Living Dolls.'" She raised her cane, and the end of the cane exploded into a shower of fireworks.
Amid the scattered confetti, the female magician winked playfully: "Please enjoy!"
After saying this, the light on the stage gradually dimmed, and finally became completely dark.
The absolute darkness made Conan sit up straight with uneasiness.
Just now, he had been using the light from the stage to quietly search for a Gin hidden among the audience. But now, just when he was halfway through his search, the light went out.
Although it was normal for magic shows to light up and darken during performances, for some reason, Conan always had a bad feeling in his heart.
Just as he was frowning in thought, suddenly, the lights came on brightly and lively and funny music sounded on the stage.
The audience narrowed their eyes and looked up, only to see that the stage was decorated like a child's room.
A wooden stool was placed in the most conspicuous position. On the stool, a wooden doll with thin strings connected all over its body sat quietly with its head down.
Suddenly, the puppet raised its head, revealing a face that looked hopeless. It murmured, "I am a puppet, a pathetic puppet controlled by strings."
Hashimoto Maya's body trembled: "..." Oh no, it seems like my mind has resonated... No, quickly get rid of the inappropriate thoughts in my mind!
At this moment, the puppet on the stage stood up, tumbling and splitting, and finally dancing and chanting: "But I want to be free!"
As soon as the words came out, as if to fulfill its wish, a huge pair of stationery scissors flew over, closed with a click, and cut all the thin ropes above its head.
The puppet lost control, let out a scream, and fell to the ground.
The next moment, it suddenly stood up again, raised its arms and cheered: "Hurray! I'm free! - From now on no one can control me anymore, hahahahaha!"
The free puppet began to run on the stage with several times more agility and happily rode a bicycle.
(End of this chapter)
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