long-lived centenarian leader

No matter what everyone was thinking, when the lights suddenly turned off and then turned on again, everyone's eyes fell on the stage.

Standing on the stage was a young man in a bright dress, with blond hair and blue eyes, a typical European appearance. It was the weird guy who gave Conan the ticket two days ago.

"Ladies and gentlemen, everyone is welcome to come and support me. I am the general manager of this event, Goethe. This is the deputy planner and performance foreman of this event, Gogol. Later, he will present for you Bring a wonderful individual performance."

The man pointed his hand towards the air next to him, and suddenly a person appeared there.

This caused a burst of exclamation from the audience. When Conan saw the white cloak and top hat, he reflexively thought of a person.

His old nemesis, Kidd.

Kidd is good at disguising and false voice, no matter what he looks like, he will not be surprised.

With only white hair and height, that person can even become a woman without any sense of disobedience.

Besides, that was the only person he knew who could be so pretentious and who possessed such indistinguishable magic tricks.

Conan still can't accept the new world (at most one or two people have power beyond ordinary people), so he tries to explain it with science.

The explanation failed, but maybe someone specially prepared a new program in order to hide it from his eyes and ears.

"Next, please enjoy this performance."

Goethe simply made the opening remarks, then ignored everyone's cheers and accosts, and disappeared in place with the magician (Conan prefers to call him that than the clown).

The performance officially begins.

Just like a normal circus, this time the circus performance is also composed of animal performances, magic shows and drama.

In his body lives a high school detective who is logical and believes in science. Conan is not as excited and cheering for the performance as the other children around him. He keeps his eyes on the stage and tries to rush over when the accident happens. .

He always felt that a case was about to happen.

When lions and tigers jumped over the hoop, he always felt that the fire was going to burn them, and people.

So he stood up nervously, but nothing happened.

When the performer stepped on the steel wire, he always felt that the performer's body was going to be divided by the steel wire, and he even imagined his miserable death.

He stood up nervously again, but nothing happened.

Xiaolan next to him noticed his strange behavior and asked him, "Conan, do you want to go to the toilet?"

Conan twitched the corner of his mouth, wondering if he was worrying unfoundedly, and said, "No, I think this is too exciting, so I couldn't help but stand up."

"So you think so too, hey, I thought you wouldn't be excited by these projects if you are old. Although this is just a show held by a big man for his own pleasure, this performance is simply better than what I have seen. The truly professional circuses are much more exciting, and the performers are very hardworking and dedicated. Some movements are really, completely unimaginable that humans can make. These animals also make people feel very human , I almost thought they were going to talk to me when they looked over at the seats."

Xiaolan said a long paragraph to show her good viewing experience, Conan responded perfunctorily, sat down, and stopped standing up suddenly.

Maybe it's just his illusion, maybe they really just want to hold a show.

About half an hour later, the magician I saw just now appeared on the stage alone again, and his project to perform was the famous magic—body cutting magic.

This type of magic usually involves an audience (usually a nurse) and an assistant simultaneously inserting blades into the box in which the person is held.

The process looked thrilling and exciting, but in fact those blades or another mechanism in that box, the knives could not fall on the person at all.Create a tense and exciting atmosphere through character body language, light effects and background music.

Conan still felt that it would not be that simple, especially when he saw that the audience who came to the stage to help perform was Gojo Satoru.

He felt that there should be no one who could let Gojo Gojo be a babysitter.

Except for Osamu Dazai.

Sure enough, Gojo Satoru picked up a long blade, did not insert it through the gap of the box at all, but pierced the hard outer skin of the box with his bare hands.

The whole process was very fast, and there was a lot of exclamation in the audience.

However, the knife in Gojo Satoru's hand was a white knife in and a white knife out, and there was no blood on it.

He himself didn't seem too surprised, but as if he was competing with someone, he inserted the knife into the box again.His movements became faster and faster, and the hard box that seemed to be metal was stabbed beyond recognition by him.

The magician's head, which falls outside the box (which is projected onto the big screen), has an ever-changing expression, from shock to fear to playfulness.

Conan now believes that he is not Kidd again.

Kidd is not so nervous yet.

This thrilling performance finally came to an end.

It took the audience a while to recover from the fear and ups and downs of watching the show.

The ensuing performance is still wonderful, the most fascinating place is his drama.

It can be seen that there is a considerable level of drama master as the screenwriter, and the actors hired are also very professional and dedicated.Xiaolan and Yuanzi were crying and laughing on both sides of him, he was always worried that these two girls would make him faint.

When the performance was in the middle, there was a violent vibration above and around their heads.

There was an explosion.

Conan immediately turned his head and found that Belmode had long since disappeared.

Everyone felt a strong sense of weightlessness—the white whale was falling.

They are at an altitude of several thousand meters, and the ground may be a city or the sea.No matter what it is, as long as the white whale falls from here, the possibility of them surviving will not be too high.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone stood up and tried to run outside.

The staff guided and comforted them, but with little success, and they continued to scream.

After a short period of panic, Xiaolan planned to take Conan to the emergency evacuation first.She stood up and looked in the direction of the escape route, but when she turned around, she found that Conan was gone. At this time, the lights in the auditorium were still not turned on, and it was so dark that it was almost impossible to find a child whose height was less than an adult's thigh.

At this moment when everyone was very nervous, Goethe was chatting with Fitzgerald who borrowed his white whale in the lounge.

He said in a very innocent tone: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Francis. It seems that a group of terrorist organizations have bombed the white whale. At this time, I can't recover it immediately. Now it may fall to the ground. I can only Let it fall into the sea as much as possible to reduce damage to the city."

In fact, this group of terrorists was invited by him.

Herman is his old friend. Before he saw the white whale this time, he couldn't imagine that it would be turned into this way.

He had traveled through the clouds in the white whale before, and he and the white whale and Hermann had felt very free and happy at that time, but now it seemed like a delicate instrument, and it took a lot of effort to hear its sound. A faint heartbeat.

Herman sold it to Fitzgerald in order to be responsible for some deaths and some futures.

He couldn't accuse Francis of transforming it for profit, nor could he bear to see his old friend like this.So a price was put on to get access to it.

It just so happened that Fitzgerald wanted something from him.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't express too much opinion on this matter, but said: "I had a hunch when I lent it to you, as long as you finish the matter properly for me, it will be my Thank you, you can do anything with it."

Goethe: "Of course, I have always been very particular about credibility. If you ask me, I will definitely bring it for you, and I will persuade him to agree to this matter."

The scene was played out so realistically that everyone but him thought he was being attacked by terrorists on the white whale.

A group of men in black drove a helicopter and carried a lot of high-destructive weapons to attack the white whale outside.

It seemed that it had hit some key part, the white whale vibrated violently in the airflow, and kept falling downwards.

Osamu Dazai and Gojo Satoru remained in the VIP seats.

Osamu Dazai manipulated the small attic to move to the edge, and then made the white whale's skin transparent - now it can be clearly seen how fast it is landing.

He said in a longing tone: "If we die like this, is it considered a martyrdom?"

Gojo Satoru was obviously able to escape here, and obviously he couldn't teleport with him.The interior of the white whale is also exploding, and if he doesn't get out, death is a predictable result.

If time went back again, he thought he would never know this man again.

I feel that this person is not a light that I can touch and control at all, and his spirit is still too exhausted. I don't know how to respond, and even if I accept it, I lack the courage.

But it would be very reluctant to let him go now.

So it is better to die for love.

In the new life, I want to be an emotionless leader.

Gojo Satoru looked at him inexplicably, obviously angry.

He: "In any case, it's not time to die, you guy is really looking for death, right?"

With so many people at the scene, it is actually very simple to stop this disaster, but everyone is waiting for Goethe's statement.

And Osamu Dazai has begun to seriously consider death.

Osamu Dazai did not deny it, and said with a gentle smile, "I am very seriously inviting you to die in love with me."

"I don't want it." Gojo Satoru firmly refused, not fascinated by his pretty face at all, "I only accept your marriage proposal."

Osamu Dazai: "Haha, I think you will say the same."

So it is still not suitable for him to die for love, he is suitable for a person to die alone.

"I really don't understand what you are afraid of."

Gojo Satoru grabbed his shoulder and forced him to look at him, every word he said was unprecedentedly serious.

"You understand me, I like you because you are worthy of my liking, I want to fall in love with you because I prefer you and must be you, I want to be with you forever because I love you Got the same likes there."

"These things are so simple and clear, not as complicated as you think."

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to avoid some flood beast, he tried his best to avoid it, but he was tightly restrained, swallowed by the flood, and swallowed by the beast.

Someone insisted on getting a response from him, so he deliberated for a long time and said, "...Oh, I see."

I know, I know, I won't die.

Greeting cards are not allowed.

Goethe also looked like he was just trying to scare people.

As if to confirm his conjecture, the lights on the stage gathered to one point again.Standing in the circle under the spotlight, Goethe said apologetically, "I'm very sorry, there were some minor accidents."

Gojo Satoru didn't give him a look, but looked at Osamu Dazai with dissatisfaction, quite dissatisfied with his answer.

Osamu Dazai chose to change the subject.

"Go and kill someone for me," he said.

"Who?"

"Bram Stoker. I'd like to have it as a gift from somebody before the eleventh of November, preferably."

The last hidden person in the five declines of heaven and man is also the one who drags the main world into purgatory.

The other party was hiding too well, he could only lock the range, but couldn't find an undead in the reinforced concrete.

But Gojo Satoru can.

"Okay." Gojo Satoru agreed without hesitation.

At this time, everyone was forced to return to their positions, and Goethe on the stage calmed the emotions of the crowd.

"From now on, it is forbidden to fly and use all abilities. I will ensure everyone's safety and not let anyone die."

He spoke confidently and proudly.

He is the top powerhouse in the world, he has this confident qualification...

"Ahhh!! Someone died!" A scream came from the crowd.

Goethe: ?