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A somewhat confused-looking man next to him seemed to be unaware of the situation.
"That's normal. After all, teachers aren't the type to commit suicide, and besides, that playing card was also very strange."
The woman who had previously been sarcastic towards Matsuda shrugged and said with an indifferent expression.
"But wasn't that card a prop for the performance?"
The confused man took the deck of cards that were stuck together from Nanami Tsukumo's hand and looked at them.
"These are just ordinary playing cards."
“That’s right, at this point, there’s no point in keeping these ordinary playing cards.”
The man who had performed magic for Xiaolan suddenly snatched the playing cards.
After tearing it to shreds, he threw the pieces into the air.
"Damn it, you brat, you actually destroyed such important evidence!"
Enraged, Mori grabbed the other person.
While they were talking, Matsuda also learned the names of the others from Ran.
That gentle and polite woman was Tsukumo Motoyasu's widow, Tsukumo Shichie.
The remaining three were all disciples of Tsukumo Motoyasu.
The man who performed magic for Ran was named Ichizo Sanada.
The woman who spoke to Matsuda in a sarcastic tone was named Miyoshi Asako.
As for the bewildered-looking man, that was Yuji Momochi.
At this moment, Sanada Ichizo, whose collar was being grabbed by Mori, calmly said,
"Don't worry, how could I possibly damage something like that?"
Sanada pointed somewhat smugly at Mori's pocket.
"Don't believe me? Touch it and see!"
Mori reached into his pocket.
Sure enough, they took out two playing cards that were stuck together.
"May I see those two playing cards?" Matsuda asked.
Mori nodded, and was about to hand the playing cards in his hand to Matsuda when...
Unexpectedly, Sanada suddenly took out a red handkerchief and covered Mori's hand with it.
Then, he suddenly pulled off the red handkerchief, and the playing cards that Maori had been holding in his hand had turned into a blooming rose.
"Wow, that's amazing!" Xiaolan exclaimed.
She didn't notice that Matsuda, Mori, and Conan beside her had all darkened their faces.
For Matsuda and his two companions, they came here to investigate a case, not to watch a magic show.
Especially when someone suddenly starts acting crazy and disruptive at work.
"Hey, you've been causing trouble all this time. Could it be that you're the one who killed Mr. Tsukumo Motoyasu?"
Kogoro Mouri grabbed Sanada by the collar again.
"Dad..." Xiaolan hurriedly tried to comfort him.
“Mr. Mori, let him go first,” Matsuda said with a smile.
"But……"
Mori was still a little annoyed, but he still let go of Sanada's collar as Matsuda asked.
Chapter 194 The Unsolvable Magic
“Mr. Sanada, I can actually perform magic tricks too,” Matsuda asked with a smile. “I wonder if Mr. Sanada would like to experience it for himself!”
"Heh, the famous detective from the Metropolitan Police Department can do magic?"
Sanada's expression was somewhat dismissive.
"Then I'll wait and see!"
"My magic tricks may not be as interesting as Mr. Sanada's. Anyway, please have Mr. Sanada experience them for himself."
Matsuda chuckled, clenching his fist and striking a punching pose.
"Hey, you're not planning to attack Sanada, are you?"
Miyoshi Asako blocked Sanada's path and questioned Matsuda.
"Alright, Asako, I don't think Officer Matsuda would do that kind of thing..."
Before Sanada could finish speaking, his face suddenly turned pale.
Then, he clutched his stomach and collapsed to the floor.
"How was my magic trick?"
Matsuda withdrew his striking posture and asked Sanada Ichizo a question.
Sanada was clutching his stomach, sweating profusely from the pain, and had no time to answer Matsuda's question.
The others standing nearby exchanged bewildered glances.
From Matsuda's words, everyone could tell that he was the one who punched Sanada.
The problem is, just now there was a distance of two or three meters between Matsuda and Sanada.
Everyone only saw him make an attack motion; he didn't move at all, nor did he make any contact with Sanada.
But Sanada just collapsed like that!
"Hey, you two aren't acting, are you?"
Miyoshi Asako squatted down in front of Sanada, frowning as she asked.
"Do I look like I'm acting?" Sanada finally calmed down a bit.
At this moment, his face was deathly pale and he was covered in sweat.
The smug look on his face was nowhere to be seen.
"Could it be that they used some kind of tool to block the view?" Yuji Momochi wondered.
“But I was standing right in front of Sanada, so there’s no way he could get around me to attack him!” Miyoshi Asako retorted.
"That's you..." Yuji Momochi's face showed suspicion.
“How could I possibly be that guy’s shill!” Miyoshi Asako said unhappily.
“It wasn’t Ma Zi,” Sanada, who was on the floor, shook his head and said, “It seems like there really was an invisible person who punched me just now!”
“How could that be possible!” Miyoshi Asako and Momochi Yuji said in unison. “That policeman must have used some method we don’t know about.”
"Perhaps..."
The three of them discussed as if no one else was around.
For magicians like them, seeing new and unknown magic tricks is naturally something to be excited about.
……
The three magicians were discussing Matsuda's magic tricks.
With them out of the way, Matsuda, Mori, and Conan got to work.
"These two playing cards seem normal."
What Matsuda was holding were the two playing cards that Mori had just been about to give him, stuck together.
Although Sanada had just taken those two playing cards back using magic tricks,
But after being knocked down by the Ghost Knight's punch, while everyone else's attention was on Sanada,
The Ghost Knight then took the playing cards back.
Yes, this is the true nature of Matsuda magic.
As long as the Ghost Knight doesn't actively reveal herself, ordinary people can't see her at all.
And thus, Matsuda's magic trick became unsolvable.
"The Ace and Jack of Spades are stuck together. Could this be a hint that Mr. Tsukumo Motoyasu gave us?"
Conan stroked his chin and guessed.
He had barely finished speaking when a little girl interrupted, "Aren't you Conan? What are you doing at my house? Are you here to play?"
"Are you Fumino from Class A?"
Conan turned around and looked at the little girl behind him, his expression somewhat surprised.
"Is this your home?"
"yes,"
The little girl pouted, somewhat dissatisfied.
"You don't forget my name, do you?"
"How could that be? Aren't you Tsukumo no Fumino?"
Conan scratched his head and laughed.
Fumino seemed very happy to see that Conan remembered her name.
"Now I'm going out with my mom to buy clothes because tomorrow is my birthday."
The little girl extended an invitation to Conan.
"How about we go shopping together, Conan!"
After saying that, Fumino grabbed Conan's arm.
"Sorry, I have some things to attend to."