Conan: The Second Personality of Kaitou Kidd

Chapter 57

Every word 'waste! 'The pronunciation, tone, and intonation are exactly the same, so that it doesn't seem like a living person is speaking, but a triggered mechanical answer.

The college student magician turned pale, and sweat rolled down his forehead. He moved his almost unconscious mouth, swallowed stiffly, and looked up at the audience.

The dark auditorium was silent, there was no sound of speaking or breathing, only black figures swaying, and the audience looked at each other, as if they were dazed and shocked by the blatant murder in front of them.

……'Homicide case'.

This word is too familiar, just like the "accident" a few months ago, it appeared again vividly, directly stabbing the brain of the college student magician. He suddenly woke up, let go of the metal knife in embarrassment, and stumbled back.

With his wet face and wet hands raised, he said in panic and fear, "Teacher, he...!"

In the item box, the voice of the old magician came as usual, "Trash!"

The dark auditorium was still covered with dark clouds, and the audience stared at him silently, watching the murder with every eye.

"I," the college student magician's brain went blank, and his mouth was completely out of control. He could neither calmly smooth things over, nor organize people to call for an ambulance, "I..."

Because there is no need for an ambulance at all.

He had seen this kind of scene of pressing down hard and cutting the bone heavily with the knife. It was a few months ago when two Inoue magicians performed the "accident" after performing the magic of changing the living person.

After the magic show, Mr. Inoue wanted to reveal part of his magic skills to the audience. Unfortunately, he was careless to equip the wrong knife and mistook the real knife for a fake one. He manipulated the mechanism box to create a murderer and victim. 'Accident.

When the accident happened, the college student magician was sitting in the background, and he could clearly hear the sound of sharp knives slamming on the bones. He also knew that when the sound of this level was heard, the injured probably only had one or two minutes to live.

...Wait, that Inoue guy...

The college student magician shook his hands, lowered his head, and stared at the box for a moment in the silence, then turned around amidst the red marks on the ground, and grabbed the spare knife, "The teacher told me that he loves magic very much, and he will make the scene Make it more realistic."

The ground was bright red, and the red liquid was like a flower in full bloom, meandering and spreading, mixing with the bright lights to form a dazzling scene.

He forced himself to calm down, showing a pale smile, "No matter what happens, don't stop the magic, this is what he told me specially."

[No matter what happens, I don't know, I'm just an assistant, everything is the magician's plan].

After cryptically expressing this meaning, the college student magician took a deep breath, closed his eyes, raised his knife, and slashed down with all his strength: He screamed halfway, maybe he would be turned into a murderer by the trash police, he might as well bite I don't know!
There was a heavy bone chopping sound, and the knife jammed.

The college student magician calmly wiped his face. He couldn't wait to look up at the auditorium, and hurriedly said: "The teacher said that we will ask a few lucky audiences to help in the second half of the magic! Help me cut a few knives!"

A few more unsuspecting victims!
"Next, I will ask a lucky audience to come up first." He moved his eyes, skimmed over the black forest, and finally landed on a slender female figure, "That's..."

The lights suddenly went out, and the clubhouse fell into a thick darkness again.

In contrast, there was an arrogant voice rising from the sky: "Ladies and gentleman!"

There was a slight thud when the fireworks exploded, and a bunch of snow-white lights came on again, illuminating the white figure squatting on the railing on the second floor.

The college student magician looked up in astonishment, "Monster, Kaito Kidd?!"

The silent black auditorium immediately went into an uproar, "Kidd the Kaitou???"

Nakamori Ginzo and Duolun Detective gritted their teeth simultaneously, "You finally appeared, Kaitou Kidd!"

Mao Lilan tilted her head uneasily, repeating the exclamation of others in the darkness, "Kidd the Kaitou?"

Kudo Shinichi rested his elbows on the back of the chair, covered Mao Lilan's eyes with his hands, looked at the shining figure with vacant eyes, and said dryly: "Ahaha, this guy really intends to shine Come on stage."

He sniffed the strong smell of plasma in the air, "Okay, the intimidation scene is over, you can open your eyes."

Added a warning, "The ground is not blood, but artificial plasma."

He withdrew his hand.

Mao Lilan immediately raised her head and looked at the only bright color.

She saw white shiny fragments falling, and the white figure on the second floor raised his hand to press the brim of his hat.

Kaitou Kidd said briskly: "Don't be so angry, police department, next, let me choose a lucky audience first."

He snapped his fingers.

Another beam of light lit up, illuminating the item box and the astonished college student magician, and by the way, the pool of red liquid on the ground became crystal clear and reflective.

The face of the college student magician was almost as white as the light. He stood amidst the translucent blood, looking up in bewilderment and surprise.

Suddenly, the item box moved.

A metal knife on the prop box shook, as if someone was holding the knife handle hard. After a tooth-piercing creak, the metal knife bounced up automatically, and fell heavily on the ground, making a heavy collision between tiles and metal Voice.

Then, the second, third, and fourth metal knives jumped up in turn and fell heavily to the ground.

The college student magician backed away in shock and almost fell, "What, what's going on?!"

The audience, like him, unconsciously stared at the box.

The white figure at the railing on the second floor moved, he stretched out his arm, and stretched his fingers casually a few times, "Well, I invite the lucky audience to come on stage!"

'Boom! ' With a sound, the lid of the item box popped open, and an arm protruded from the box.

No, not leaning out, but 'lifted up'.

The state of that arm is like a puppet tied with white silk thread, without any muscle strength, it is stiff and sluggish.

Then, the other arm and the upper body of the person were slowly 'hung' out of the box.

The old magician was half-sitting stiffly in the prop box. His body was tattered, with cuts on his body and clothes, and the texture of his face was similar to that of a cheap plastic mannequin.

Kaitou Kidd snapped his fingers again.

The elbows of the old magician's arms were bent upwards unnaturally, and his head was also drooping. The whole person rose slowly in the state of a 'marionette', and finally froze in mid-air.

The snow-white light illuminates a few thin lines in the air.

There were low-pitched discussions in the auditorium: In this rigid and domineering situation, the old magician has obviously lost his life.

This low-key discussion lasted only a few seconds before it was cut off mercilessly.

Kaitou Kidd snapped his fingers for the third time.

The 'Aged Magician' in mid-air suddenly exploded, and countless snow-white fragments swirled and fell down, filling most of the sky above the clubhouse one after another.

Mao Lilan received a white heart-shaped candy. She looked down at the palm of her hand blankly, and then looked up at the snow-white sky.

"Be careful," Phantom Thief Kidd's smiling voice resounded through the audience, "It's not respect."

"—Every beautiful lady can receive a lovely heart-shaped candy."

(End of this chapter)