Terrorist Attack
The circus clown was right. When the second half of the show started, the wonderful performances were so captivating that no one dared to blink. Even Jilan was completely engrossed in the performance, her eyes following the artists.
Following the spectacular acrobatic performance was the magic show. After much preparation, a glass case as tall as a person was placed on the stage.
The Magician smiled and pointed his wand at the glass case behind him, large enough to fit a person inside. "As you can see, there's nothing in there, except, of course, air. Next, my beautiful female assistant will cooperate with me in this performance. She's going to crawl into the glass case, and then... be smashed down by the entire block of steel above!"
Everyone instantly
As he spoke, a square, bluish-green steel structure, large enough to shatter the entire glass case, slowly descended from above the ten-meter-high stage. Several taut steel bars suspended it, and just by looking at it, one could feel its weight, enough to crush a person to dust under gravity.
"Let me make it clear beforehand, my assistant doesn't possess any special abilities like Invisibility or teleportation to escape such dangerous Quirk." The Magician pointed to his assistant's long, striped cat tail and chuckled, "She's just a cute and sexy little kitten; besides being able to climb higher and jump farther, she has no other abilities."
The assistant inside the glass case wagged its tail in response, its eyes following the Magician's waving wand, and even sticking out its cute tongue to lick its paws.
"I'm a little sorry, but my dear little kitty, you're about to embark on a survival adventure. You have nine lives, so I'm sure you can succeed." The Magician smiled, closed the glass door, locked it with a key, threw the key below the stage, and then covered the entire glass case with a black cloth.
He stepped back a few paces, raising his hand holding the remote control high. "Everyone, please don't blink! The moment of witnessing a miracle is about to begin! Please count down with me for 10 seconds!"
As the Magician said, the assistant's Quirk is cat-like, and she doesn't have any ability to escape directly or withstand steel. However, there's something fishy about the stage; there's a pull-up door in the floor beneath the glass case. Although the stage is only half a meter high, it's enough for the assistant with her cat -Quirk to successfully squeeze in, and the countdown is just to buy her time.
As everyone counted to four, the two locked mahogany sliding doors were suddenly violently pushed open by an unknown force. One of the doors was blasted away and spun towards the steel bars above. In the blink of an eye, it hit the machine's hook, causing the steel bar, along with a massive amount of steel, to fall down instantly!
"Boom!" "Crack!"
Two distinct sounds rang out simultaneously. One was the sound of another door being forcefully blown away and smashing into pieces against the opposite wall, while the other...
"Aaaaaah!" The Magician screamed as he lay on the ground. Before the countdown was even over, the steel hammer came crashing down, shattering the glass case in the blink of an eye. He had expected this, but what he saw was red liquid slowly seeping from the floor beneath the steel hammer!
The guests screamed in surprise, and Ueno was so frightened by the sudden situation that she threw herself into Jilan's arms and cried out!
"What on earth happened?!"
"Don't panic, stay calm! With the captain here, nothing will happen!" Although Nakiri was telling everyone to stay calm, anyone could hear the tremor in her voice.
"Erina- sama, no matter what happens, I will protect you!" Hisako gripped her knife tightly, her gaze sharp as she stared at the door.
Was it a terrorist attack by pirates? Or a conspiracy orchestrated by someone with ulterior motives? Or perhaps some guys on the ship went mad after taking drugs?
Several guesses flashed through Jilan's mind in an instant, but she calmly said, "Don't worry, there are several Pro Hero on the ship. If anyone causes trouble, they will be discovered."
Even if the other party really wants to cause trouble, Pro Hero will arrive; even if Pro Hero doesn't have time to arrive, the other party might not necessarily attack; and even if the other party does attack, I'm confident I can hold my own...
In short, Jilan wasn't particularly worried about his situation, but little did he know that he would soon regret such a thought...
A crew member dressed as a waiter rushed into the captain's cabin, shouting frantically, "Captain, there's an intruder on board! They've been attacking all the way to the performance restaurant!"
"Don't worry, the captain has already taken care of it," a voice that sounded unfamiliar but inexplicably had a calming effect on people said.
"That's good." The crew member breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at the person who had spoken with a wary expression, and shouted, "Who are you? Only employees are allowed in here. I've never seen you before!"
The man standing opposite the crew member was an elderly man with a white beard, but his gentlemanly attire and cane gave him an air of middle-aged elegance. He was sitting at the captain's computer desk, looking at the documents on the computer. Hearing the crew member's question, he smiled slightly, turned his head, lowered his hat, and said in a magnetic voice, "Put your guard down, young man. I am from the United Kingdom, and I am a detective."
"A detective?" The crew member took a step back, his eyes still filled with suspicion. "Even a detective can't sneak into someone's bedroom. You must be a thief!"
A sharp glint of youthful cunning flashed in the eyes of the self-proclaimed detective. "Young man, you're mistaken. The thief isn't me, but someone else. And... perhaps they've already succeeded."
At this point, a hint of doubt flashed in the detective's eyes. "What was the attacker's purpose? Although we don't know if he's related to the thief, he certainly facilitated what happened."
"What are you talking about!" the crew member shouted, frowning. "I don't understand a word you've said!"
As he spoke, the crew member quietly retreated to go outside and call for help. The ship's alarm had been compromised by someone, so this was the only way he could relay the message.
"I'm not an enemy; rather, I'm the one helping you solve your problem." The old man stood up and walked towards the door. "Although this matter has nothing to do with me, I am, after all, a passenger, and I can't just stand by and do nothing."
As the detective walked past the crew member, he handed him a business card. "This is my business card; it should prove my identity."
The crew member's pupils contracted as he saw the name of the famous film, and he quickly turned his head, saying hastily, "Detective, please wait a moment...!"
However, there was no one behind him.