"My advice is don't leave yet."

Ma Chuanxie suddenly spoke, directing his words at Ms. Tanaka.

"Since there is a murderer in this villa, why don't you allow me to leave? I want to leave now."

Hearing the woman's words, Ma Chuanxie raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "If you say that, are you sure you can go back?"

"What do you mean?"

"Conan, you can tell her now." Ma Chuanxie looked at Conan and motioned the boy to tell the woman what he had just told him.

"The suspension bridge had been burned when I came here." Conan explained, and finally gave Ma Chuanshe a secret look.

"What are you talking about? Without that suspension bridge, we would have no way to leave. That's the only way!"

"Did the murderer also cut the phone line?"

"But we still have mobile phones available."

Ma Chuanxie took out a cell phone from his pocket that had a calling card removed at some point. He pressed the switch and stood in front of a few people. "This place is not within the communication range, so we have no way to contact the outside world now."

"However, this villa is located in a remote location and has rugged mountain roads. If we want to catch up, it will take at least daytime tomorrow."

"So my advice is still the same, don't run around. It's best to act collectively."

It's rare for Ma Chuanshe to say so many words in a row.

Then he turned his attention to Conan again, raised his hand to rub Conan's head, and squatted down, "Am I right, little detective?"

Conan froze. Why is this man becoming more and more like Hattori Heiji?

On the other side, down the mountain.

"We have found out the true identity of the Shadow Mage." Officer Megure said solemnly to the eager-looking Mouri Kogoro.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and get the person..."

Officer Megure interrupted Mouri Kogoro's words and sighed heavily, "But the problem is, this person's identity has been faked! We checked and found that he has not been exposed to anything related to magic in the past two years. , I haven’t even gone online.”

"Moreover, there is another person in that villa who also uses a false identity to communicate there."

"what!"

Mouri Kogoro couldn't hide the shock and worry on his face.

His daughter is still in that villa!

…………

In the villa, the restaurant.

"It's all my fault."

Suzuki Sonoko sat in her seat and spoke with remorse on her face.

If she hadn't written it like that on that piece of paper, probably Mr. Hamano wouldn't have...

Mao Lilan patted Suzuki Sonoko on the shoulder, not knowing where to start to comfort her.

"Okay. First, who this game chooses to do these things has nothing to do with you at all."

Ma Chuanxie spoke with disapproval, breaking Suzuki Sonoko's words of self-pity.

The session he likes hasn't started yet, so how can he let these unimportant things ruin his mood?

"Secondly, before the murderer is found, such a state will put a psychological burden on the family."

"How could it be possible with me..."

"This game is just a small magic trick. But - the most technical part of this magic is the person who changed the selection for the sideshow at the end."

Ma Chuanxie explained.

The magic started from the very beginning when Suzuki Sonoko was asked to draw those patterns. They were just spectators who came to witness the magic.

"Thank you, Makawa-san."

Suzuki Sonoko glanced at Makawa Xie gratefully.

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