Conan: The Second Personality of Kaitou Kidd

Chapter 204 Spiders
Just one mention is enough to illustrate just how famous the illusionist's show is: it made the second headline of the newspaper.

The headlines of the newspapers were all about the murder in the bookstore, but the battle was fierce and indistinguishable whether it focused on Yusaku Kudo or Kaitou Kidd.

In contrast, No.2 was not controversial, and all the newspapers praised the master illusionist from England in unison.

Under this kind of momentum, it is hard to get a ticket for the performance show.

Just one problem: when the show was about to start, more than half of the audience was discussing the murder and Kaitou Kidd.

While waiting for the performance to start, Kaito Kuroba deliberately pricked up his ears and listened to the sounds around him. He heard layers of 'Kido Kidd', 'Yusaku Kudo' and 'Shinichi Kudo' coming from all directions .

He is satisfied.

The world-renowned illusionist is probably not satisfied.

When the melodious discussion reached a certain point, several bright headlights in the venue suddenly went out, ushering in darkness.

In the darkness, a voice sounded, "Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to my illusion show, welcome to..."

"—My country!"

This voice is very young, and the tone is very arrogant. The owner of the voice deliberately controls the voice, and presses out an elegant tone.

The combination of arrogant tone and elegant accent makes other viewers think it is very natural and very handsome, but Kuroba Kaito, who usually uses the voice of Kaitou Kidd, thinks it is a bit artificial and completely different.

Kuroba Kaito frowned, looked up to the darkness where the voice came from, "This guy..."

I feel like a habitual pretender!

"It feels like," Aoko Nakamori, who was sitting next to Kaito Kuroba, couldn't help saying, "like a magician."

This illusionist, like a magician, is someone who wants to steal the audience's attention with his poise.

"Don't underestimate him," Koizumi Koko, who was sitting on the other side of Kuroba Kaito, said calmly, "In the eyes of the witch, this guy is just a clumsy clown who is not as powerful as the witch, but trying to become a witch Stupidity exists."

"However, in the eyes of ordinary humans, this stupid existence is very scary, and it can easily create all kinds of illusions, making them usher in a desperate end of life in a panic."

She is very imposing.

"How can a magician be so handsome?" Kaito Kuroba muttered first, then looked at Hongko Koizumi with vacant eyes, "Hey, why are you still here?"

Koizumi Hongzi: "I bought the ticket, of course I want to come!"

She glared at Kuroba Kaito, "Ordinary human beings!"

The moment he saw Kuroba Kaito's eyes clearly, he immediately looked away with guilt, "Hmph, even if you are the witch nemesis, you are just ordinary human beings. Facing low-level existences like illusionists, you might be defeated instead." restraint."

In the darkness, a light shines from the top of the stage.

The illusionist's leisurely voice sounded, "This is the first time I have come to Neon. Before I came, I heard a lot of rumors that 'Tokyo people are very indifferent'. I was a little worried. Fortunately, I realized that this is not true after I actually came to Neon. Exactly, everyone is very hospitable.”

"Just now everyone was discussing me, Mr. Illusionist. They were looking forward to what I would look like and how I would perform. I really want to know what everyone thinks of me now, but before that, please appreciate my impression of neon impression."

The solitary light still stood in the darkness, but the scattered light was distorted, and a snow-white dove struggled out from the light of the incandescent lamp.

It flapped its wings and flew in the pitch black, with white debris falling down between the flapping of its wings.

Pigeons are made of light, but they are so agile that exclamations sounded in the dark auditorium.

Kuroba Kaito frowned briefly, and only glanced at the pigeon before looking away, "Why does this guy really look like a magician?"

Like the snowy white rabbit in the magic hat, the dove is one of the magician's classic assistants.

The illusionist's voice came again, "This pigeon is so smart and beautiful, just like what I felt when I first came into contact with neon. What surprised me even more is... Please look."

In the black venue, the snow-white pigeon was flying leisurely, the crystal clear white debris increased a bit, scattered and fell, and gathered when it was about to fall to the auditorium, converging into groups of white light spot.

The light spots froze in the air for a few seconds, falling into extreme stillness, and the next second, the extreme stillness violently exploded into extreme motion, and snow-white pigeons soared into the sky one by one.

Shouts of exclamation swept through the audience.

Kuroba Kaito: "!"

"How can someone release so many pigeons in public? Do you have a breeding certificate? Have you reported to the police!" He casually took out a peaked cap and put it on, then lowered the peak of the cap with his hands, and analyzed rationally, "Probably High-tech light and shadow technology."

"None of those pigeons are real."

Bai Shui: "."

Too obvious to need to say it again.

Just like the night of a firework festival is lit up by fireworks, the black stadium is lit up by flocks of pigeons, and part of the auditorium is also lit up, revealing figures and appearances vaguely.

Kuroba Kaito lowered his head, Baishui could only see the half-lit underside of the seat.

He briefly explained his discovery, "This illusionist is from England, and when he speaks Japanese, he has a strange accent."

"Japanese sucks," Kaito Kuroba pressed his peaked cap again, "Your Japanese accent is okay, and you can't hear the obvious 'non-Tokyo' feeling. It's just that when you write, you can tell that you're not there. Live in Tokyo."

The mesmer is quite different.

Even if the body and appearance are covered, and only the voice appears like now, when he speaks, ten out of ten people in Tokyo will always ask with a smile, 'Are you a foreigner? '.

and.

"I don't know why, but I feel his voice is a little familiar."

It's as familiar as if I've heard it somewhere.

"He is speaking Japanese now. If you switch to English," Bai Shui switched to English, repeating Mr. Illusionist's opening remarks, "Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to my country."

His tone was very calm, and his tone was very calm, completely different from that of the illusionist. Kaito Kuroba replaced the arrogant tone of the illusionist, and tried to change the weird Japanese, looking for a sense of familiarity in his memory.

Speaks English, speaks arrogantly, is a bit pretentious...

Kuroba Kaito was startled.

He raised his head suddenly, "Spider?!"

In mid-air, those white pigeons full of vitality suddenly froze, and in the next second, they seemed to be hit hard collectively, and smashed to the ground one after another.

Just as they were about to hit the ground and the crowd, the white doves shattered into pieces of water-like white light, which shimmered and gradually dimmed.

"It's a beautiful scene," said the illusionist. "The white withering is so beautiful. It's their honor to bring such a magnificent performance and delight the audience."

The smile in his tone was obvious, and he said in a rather personable manner: "White is destined to be broken."

For example, Phantom Thief Kidd.

　Also, next chapter later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)