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Or is this kind of reaction actually normal for the staff of the magic eye collection train auction?

Matthew didn't know, but according to her indifference to other magicians except her own Mr. Fang Han, she already had a certain resistance.

Maybe they are used to fighting each other with their competitors before the auction starts.

But soon.

The scene in front of him changed unexpectedly because of the teacher he admired the most.

"What a joke!"

From the outstretched hand of Olga Marie, something invisible shot out.

Gandr magic bullet.

The power of magic created simply by condensing magic power—in the eyes of a trainee magician, the density is far higher than what he has released with all his strength—makes people have to admit that she is the next heir to the monarch.

In an instant, Calabor easily deflected the magic bullet with the sharp blade he was carrying.

Oh, it's Samsung's strongest costume, the Black Key.

The standard equipment of the agent.

"you you--!"

"excuse me."

The old man waved his hand.

The handle of the black key was about to have an intimate contact with the temple of little Lolita, but was interrupted by Fang Han raising his hand. The sudden gem sword even broke the black key in the middle.

"This……"

Shocked by the treasured attire in the hands of Lord Fang Han, the priests of the Holy Church didn't know how to go on for a while.

He had good intentions, and wanted to temporarily put this anxious little girl into a coma.

After a few hours, let her wake up faintly.

Not only for the investigation, but also for the young lady herself.

But what he never expected was that Fang Han, who had the highest status and the widest knowledge among them, would stop him childishly.

This is really unreasonable.

then.

He cast his doubtful eyes on the newly promoted dean who was much more famous than his strength.

The speaker of the modern magic department, the representative of the clock tower.

Touching the little Lolita's head, she said softly, almost like coaxing a child: "Don't cry now, if you know the truth later, don't blame me."

"What truth? Didn't Trisha—"

The eldest lady of the astronomy department wiped her pear-blossoming face, and asked in disbelief.

"Ask is what you think, but now we have to wait for the protagonist to appear."

Fang Han took out a strange thing from his pocket and sent it to little Lolita's arms.

Olga Marie opened it full of expectations, her face flushed instantly.

Immediately, he quickly put the token in his pocket, without any hesitation.

And in the strange eyes of the magicians——

The eldest lady of the Animsfia family, who was crying to death, smiled through tears, although there was an obvious suspicious blush on her face.

But the mood actually stabilized like this.

God knows what kind of miraculous things the acting monarch of the modern magic department has produced.

All the people present had unanimous imaginations.

Fang Han smiled, he would not tell the people present, including Matthew, the steward of the astronomy department, Tricia Philoz, the lady with glasses, who used him as a token "during her lifetime" was actually the one who obviously brought Colorful Buddhist treasures.

Still, it's time to fish for law enforcement.

Take a look at our behind-the-scenes murderer and his little pet, whether he is hooked or not.

I am really looking forward to it!

009 There is only one truth! ! (Conan leans back)

At this moment, another person appeared at the door.

"problem occurs?"

There was a sound from the entrance.

"You seem to be having trouble wherever you go, Your Majesty Fang Han."

"Aren't you the same, Ms. Huaye?"

Fang Han said without looking back.

Yes, just by hearing this yin and yang tone, even if you don't look at it, you can still know that the other party is Huaye Hishiri.

"Because I wasn't in the mood, I didn't get out of the car right away. In this case, there would be no alibi."

"Alibi cannot be applied to a magician. You should be very clear about this kind of thing."

"I can rest assured that."

The woman smiled feignedly.

of course.

Whether this remark put aside suspicion, or played the piano to express love, only she knew.

Fang Han shook his head helplessly, looked at more and more people gathered, and smiled:

"...The time of death was undoubtedly within a few tens of minutes. The cause of death should be regarded as death from shock caused by severed neck. There was no sign of resistance, and the murderer should have killed her in an instant."

As a magician with the ability to trace back, there is no need to survey fingerprints or take pictures for analysis like in modern society.

Because detailed records can be completed by magic circuits, and in the eyes of magicians, evidence preserved by modern science can be easily falsified and tampered with, so it is not trustworthy at all.

"...But why did the prisoner take the head? Is it to be used as a catalyst for some kind of magic?"

"It is said that she has the magic eye of the future."

"Oh?"

The wrinkles on the priest's face deepened.

after all.

He is also one of the owners of the magic eye.

This matter is indeed worth pondering.

While he was re-examining the corpse, Fang Han continued to add.

"You have to observe carefully, and you don't need to worry if you encounter other strange imaginations."

"…………Um?!"

Mash, who was listening, shuddered.

I always feel that Fang Han is planning something, and the representative of the Holy Church has more wrinkles on his face.

"Okay, I think I seem to see something clearly."

Carabo rubbed his chin.

"However, is it really possible to remove the magic eye from the head that was taken away?"

"Then you have to ask the staff here."

As he spoke, Fang Han turned to another staff member who was always on standby behind him—the host wearing blindfolds, Leandro.

She is also one of the people on the surface of this magic eye collection train, and has a close relationship with the true ancestor who just ran into.

To say it is subordinate, it may be more accurate to use the connection between the subject and the clone.

In other words.

Through her, he could contact the True Ancestor.

She nodded in response to Fang Han, and then affirmed what he said.

"Under the premise of good preservation, the eyeball can be easily removed from the head with our technology."

The host explained calmly.

"In addition, it is not impossible to perform eye transplants in places other than the Rail Zeppelin. Of course, there must be great risks."

The last sentence should be their pride as magic eye experts.

Hearing her testimony, Fang Han smiled, as if he had already got the key to victory.

"Then, do I have reason to suspect that there is a strong suspicion between the magic eye collection train and the murder that happened in front of me?"

"What do you mean?"

The blindfolded woman was taken aback when she heard the words, as if she didn't react.

What the hell?

Someone in their own turf, doubting themselves? ?

"I said, I suspect that the Clock Tower Astronomy Department, Trisha Feroz of the Animsfia family, was killed by the insiders of your magic eye collection train, um... To be precise, only you have the largest Suspect!"