The air had fallen quiet when Jiang Xia thoughtfully waved the brochure in his hand. "Mr. Hashimoto probably saw this, right?"
Conan: "..."
Hashimoto Maya's eyes lit up. "That's right!"
That wasn't exactly a lie—although he hadn't read it carefully, he had found the train too hot earlier and had indeed used the booklet as a fan.
Jiang Xia flipped through the brochure and stopped at a page. "This is a tourism brochure for Shikotsuhara. I just looked through it, and it contains introductions to some members of the Fantasy Magic Troupe."
Everyone gathered around the table and curiously looked down. It was a grand photograph pieced together from two pages. The background showed a stage, and several oval portraits hung above it.
The portraits were lined up one after another, each more familiar than the last.
"Aren't these the magicians who performed in the food truck earlier?" Suzuki Sonoko recognized them at once, pointing them out one by one. "That annoying fake Prince, the Mermaid Princess, the prop master who looked like a comedian, the Spirit Medium with purple circles around his eyes, and... huh?"
Her fingertip stopped at the portrait on the far left. She looked it over and over but still couldn't recognize her. "Who's this auntie in the qipao? I don't think she appeared earlier."
Officer Takagi: "Oh, she's that..."
"Bzzzz—!!"
A vibration startled everyone, interrupting the policeman.
Everyone froze for a moment, then turned in unison toward Jiang Xia.
Under several gazes, Jiang Xia felt around in his pocket and took out the old black-and-white-screen phone. Since the last call, he had been the one holding it.
"Looks like that Magician has had another new inspiration." Jiang Xia turned on the speakerphone. "Hello?"
The person on the other end gave a few mysterious chuckles. "Everyone,