Chapter 419: Walking in the same boat makes each other look down on each other (Gagen to Ouroboros)
"Died in an accident during a magic show..." Conan, who was on the phone with Dr. Agasa, couldn't help but panic when he heard these words. He raised his head and looked at Kuroba Kaito, who was sitting with Karasawa.
Kudo Yukiko, who rarely saw the son of an old friend, was very interested. She kept chatting with them and asked about their current situation. Although Kudo Yusaku didn't speak much, he sat on the sofa with his wife and watched with a smile. Two people across from the sofa.
Although he was standing in his own home, he felt a mysterious sense of being excluded. Conan could only pour himself coffee with a lonely look on his face, and called the doctor to find out the origin of Kuroba Kaito.
Then he quickly heard some startling conclusions.
Kuroba Kaito's father, Kuroba Toichi, was a talented magician who his mother, Kudo Yukiko, had studied under when she was still busy with her acting career. Her superb makeup skills were attributed to Kuroba Toichi. Professor's.
And Kuroba Toichi... died in a public performance one day eight years ago.
It was 8 years ago again. What kind of magical year was 8 years ago? Why did it look like a lot of things happened?
In addition, when he thought about the prisoners and deceased people he came into contact with in today's case, he couldn't help but pay attention to them.
Is it inevitable that a magician’s child will face such a painful farewell?
"Magic is a kind of performance that goes all out to show dreams and fantasies, using short-term visual spectacles to make people forget the worries of reality... It is undoubtedly dangerous. Just like enthusiasts or athletes who have been participating in extreme sports, until In the end, there will be no chance of losing one out of ten, and they will indeed face many risks." Dr. Ali's tone on the phone was very emotional, "Although the magic is fake, Shinichi must respect the performers. Those who devote their lives to their love and career may pay the price for their hard work."
It was also for this reason that he accepted Terai Hinosuke's request.
Through this old friend, he learned that the person who needed his technical help was a young magician who had been practicing magic since he was a child and was preparing to accept his father's legacy. So when making those props, he had been He paid special attention to making those props with the most rigorous attitude he could muster.
When a magician entrusts himself with the task of making props, he is actually entrusting his life to him in a sense. If the accuracy of a workpiece is insufficient, it may cause wear and tear during use, causing serious damage. There is an irreversible ending...
He must always be worthy of this trust.
Recalling that he used to watch magic shows, he was always pointing out the tricks of the magician - the time when he took a photo with Xiaolan was no exception. Conan said: "..."
Oops, oops, Suddenly I felt a twinge in my conscience...
Kasawa, who was sitting next to Kuroba Kaito and listening to their chat, glanced at Conan's little movements from a distance, guessed what he was doing, and felt funny in his heart.
The very Ke Xue-style props on Kidd were actually made by Dr. Ali... It is particularly joyful to put Conan and him in the confrontation.
Who killed whom? It was me who killed me!
The left hand is used as a prop to help the monster thief escape, and the right hand is used as a prop to help the detective track down. This wave, this wave is called mining and it is not profitable. Pumping water is the king. What kind of actual combat test is this.
After secretly complaining about this strange network of relationships, Tang Ze withdrew his attention and continued to listen to their chat.
"I have to trouble you to keep Shinichi's secret, Kaito." Thanks to Kid's high emotional intelligence conversation skills, Kudo Yukiko's affection for him has grown dramatically, and her tone has become like that of a loving elder. "Although it is inappropriate to say this, no one knows what kind of threats Shinichi will face in the future, and he may still trouble you."
"It's a small matter." Kuroba Kaito said. He waved his hand and said with a face that was easy to talk to, "If a similar situation happens again, I will try my best to help if it is convenient for me."
Tang Ze glanced at him sideways with contempt.
That's nice to say. I think you found out that there is such a simple and easy-to-pick-up vest. You can't help but be excited and plan to wear it and play from time to time.
Not to be outdone, Kuroba Kaito also looked back with strange eyes.
What's the matter? Is there any problem with the Phantom Thief making a few fake identities? Stop talking about me and look at yourself? And really, with your level of painting, why don’t you act like a painter?
After exchanging glances, the two phantom thieves turned their heads away in disdain.
As the saying goes, peers look down on each other, and people with different paths don’t seek each other’s side. It’s true that peers who don’t follow the same path can’t talk to each other at all. "It's getting late." After looking at his phone, Tangze said in time, "I have to go back to the cafe. If I'm later, I'll be told that I went out to play. I won't bother you. Kuroba, what about you? ?”
Kuroba Kaito understood and stood up: "It is indeed late. My home is still some distance from here. I have to go back."
After Yukiko's repeated words With a very complicated look at Conan, the two people said goodbye to them, walked out of Kudo's house, and walked into the streets of 2-chome in the night.
"How is it?" He was sure that no one would hear the conversation. Kuroba Kaito said immediately, "Have you checked those rings?"
For no reason Yes, of course Kuroba Kaito would not sacrifice his real identity to help Karasawa and the detective with such boring tasks.
He would obediently accept Tangze's instructions, mainly because this humanoid X-alloy appraiser was still clutching something he was eager to take back.
"The content is a little higher than the last time." Karasawa pulled out a box from the bag and handed it to Kuroba Kaito, "Congratulations, Kujiu Yuanyasu made them It has become ten rings, and the surface area is equivalent to ten small pieces like last time."
"That's right," Kuroha Kaito answered, his eyes brightening. She took the thing he handed over, opened the lid of the box, and looked at the rings lying on the velvet cloth with treasure, "That's great... But joker, I may not be able to give this thing to you after I print it. "
"What, are you going to carry forward the spirit of Kaitou Kidd and return things to their original owners?" Karasawa raised his eyebrows, "Yeah, think about it, you will dress up like him and act with a little girl. After a day, this is still a senior you respect very much?”
“His skills are acceptable, but his behavior is disgusting... not everyone can learn magic, a newcomer with talent, They are all talents worth cherishing. Those who are worried about their own status and are worried about being challenged by newbies will directly damage the opponent's props and take other people's lives. Guys like this are not suitable to be magicians." He put his hands in his pockets. Kuroba Kaito's tone of voice quickly changed from an ordinary high school student to Kidd mode again, "Magic is the art of dreaming. If the dreamer himself can't extricate himself from the dream, how can he give sweet happiness to others?" What about dreams?”
"Then you still put so much energy into his daughter?"
"For a magician to die in front of children, no matter whether he is despicable or not, this is too cruel, just like telling them about Santa Claus There is no such thing—by the way, I still believe in Santa Claus.”
“A very talented magician.” Karasawa laughed, “This is what you use. It’s up to you to do what you want with the things you’ve worked hard to create.”
“So generous?” Kuroba Kaito glanced at him in surprise, “It’s not like you to be honest.”
What does it mean to be frank and unlike you? Kidd, you're a Riddler, why don't the eldest brother talk about the second brother?
Karasawa rolled his eyes at him without concealing it, turned around and walked towards the Fourth Chome: "I've always been honest, okay? Okay, you can keep it yourself. If you want to be kind, you can do whatever you want. I said, This is something you earned yourself."
"Well, honest colleague, you haven't told me what to call you yet," Kuroba Kaito said to his back, "You. Call me Kuroyu, I can only call you by your code name, it’s too unfair.”
“I told you...” Tangze stopped and turned his head, leaving him with a profound message. The profile of the face, "You can call me, Karasawa."
Kuroba Kaito was stunned for a while, thinking of the previous scenes in "Cocoon". He is also a magician and often performs escape tricks. He reacted quickly and opened his eyes wide in surprise.
Bowing slightly to him, like a magician taking his final call, Tangze continued to walk forward in the cool autumn wind.
【rankup! Rank2]
[Acquisition ability: Beginner proficiency in painting]
Tangze's footsteps stopped.
What do you mean Kidd, what do you mean, you are laughing at me for being ugly, right? !
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(End of this chapter)