Bar Street, bizarre lights flickering, lights, shaking, manic music, hysterical singing......

When he walked here, Mu Yuan's body finally slowly relaxed, it seems that there is no need to hide here, and there is no need to suppress it, just look at the figures around him, you can know that all kinds of strange costumes, all kinds of heavy makeup, can be described as a variety of states in the world - this is the corner of the city, and the depression accumulated in the five days of the week is released here, accompanied by alcohol, sweat stains, or desire......

Mu Yuan was sent to the street by Meng Yan.

The disappearance case has basically been solved, and the remaining details of the investigation have become extremely simple, whether it is evidence collection or interrogation, it is only a matter of time, I believe that after tonight, it will be completely over, and Mu Yuan can't help anything, so when Mu Yuan asked if he could leave, Wei Chongyu asked Meng Yan to send him back, and explained the follow-up matters to talk about tomorrow. This was Wei Chongyu's kindness, and Mu Yuan did not refuse.

However, the atmosphere on the way here was a little awkward, at the beginning, Meng Yan was like a player and kept asking all kinds of questions, at that moment, Mu Yuan wondered if he had accidentally opened Pandora's box, otherwise how could there be so much trouble gushing out, making him a head ten big. This police girl who has just entered the internship period has not yet faded the childishness of the police academy semester, she is both competitive and lively, and she is full of curiosity about many things, coupled with the excitement of just solving the case, she can't wait to completely hollow out Mu Yuan's head after this short journey, and then turn into an omnipotent hot hand detective, and then sweep the city to eliminate all evils.

That look, throw her a black tight leather coat, and she can instantly transform into Catwoman.

At the beginning, Mu Yuan also prevaricated and replied a few, no way, he couldn't afford to offend this police flower with a barbarian senior sister in her body, she was sometimes more difficult to deal with than Wei Chongyu. But then, Makihara began to be silent, because there were too many questions, there were many Makihara who couldn't answer, and there were many Makihara who didn't bother to answer.

In the face of Mu Yuan's silence, Meng Yan forcibly suppressed the volcano and began to show signs of eruption, because the car under the butt kept running in the crowded traffic, if it weren't for the constant sound of the horn, Mu Yuan wondered if he and Meng Yan were driving a rabbit.

Walking into the magic bar, Makihara went straight to the bar.

Magic bar, the only magic main bar in the city, the interior decoration is not much different from the ordinary nature of the music main bar, but the stage is slightly different, this is a T-shaped stage, the back is used for music performances, the day before yesterday there are several rows of protruding parts as surrounds, which are dedicated to o magic magic shows.

"Brother Jie! mojito!” Makihara said hello to the bartender behind the bar and stuffed a 50 yuan bill into an empty cup in front of him.

"Introduce you to a friend today!"

Brother Jie is a handsome guy in his 30s, nearly 1.8 meters tall, short hair, delicate face, no pleated dress pants with a black T-shirt, simple and chic, although his smile is not big, but it can always give people a sense of comfort and trust. He quickly took a knife from the shelf, pointed inward, and counted a table not far away with the handle of the knife, and then the knife flew in his hand, and under the flickering of the colorful lights of the bar, the series of knife flowers seemed to bloom, and he hugged it to his chest.

Mu Yuan looked in the direction of Brother Jie's finger, and at a round table not far away, four or five girls were sitting around a foreigner about 30 years old, and let out bursts of exclamations from time to time. The foreigner is dressed very casually, big scalp shoes, jeans, T-shirts, if paired with a pistol and a hat, he will live the image of a western cowboy. He has an angular face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a straight and towering nose, he is a very handsome guy, but he is already a little drunk and hazy.

He spread out his left hand and asked a girl next to him to put a half dollar coin into his palm, and then flipped through it with his left hand, and the coin was seen, and several girls flipped his palm over and over to check, but found nothing. There was a girl who obviously didn't give up, and actually lowered her head to look under the table, obviously having been deceived in this way before. The foreigner was a little proud, he smiled, his left hand was opened, and the girl's coin appeared in the palm of his hand, and then, his palm turned over to the tabletop, and when his palm left, there was a stack of coins neatly stacked on the table, there were as many as 5 coins.

Mu Yuan was a little surprised, he had also seen a similar magic trick performed by a very powerful senior, but that senior could only control three coins at most, because the more coins, the difficulty of finger operation and hiding would increase exponentially, five coins, I am afraid it has exceeded the limit. Moreover, the difficulty of this kind of performance is far greater than that of close-up magic in the general sense, and several beautiful women around him almost surround him, and the direction where he can hide coins is also greatly compressed.

"How? Not bad! Brother Jie smiled and put a cup of mojito in front of Mu Yuan, "He is an alumnus of me when I was studying abroad, and he has been learning magic since he was five years old, and he has deceived many girls!" ”

"It's really amazing!" Makihara said sincerely, "With so many coins, this kind of wrapping performance is such that even a great magician has to use some mats and other obstruction props to perform. ”

“Hi，Juicehead！” Brother Jie shouted at the foreigner.

Juicehead？ Mu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, it was really appropriate.

"This guy's original name was Mark, but he's a heavy drinker and gets drunk every day, so our old friends like to call him Juicehead, and he loves the nickname!"

Mark squinted his eyes at Makihara when he heard Brother Jie's call, and then he staggered to his feet, and when his body was about to collapse, he supported the table with his right hand, and when he raised his hand again, several coins on the table were gone.

"Beauties, remember to cheer me on later!" Mark said with a smile, and then staggered away under the nymphomaniac gazes of several beautiful women.

"Mark, this is Makihara, one of the magicians in residence at this bar!" Brother Jie introduced.

"Hello!" Makihara greeted with a smile, "I'll treat you to a drink!" ”

"Enough buddy!" Mark's pronunciation is a little stiff, but the Chinese is obviously very good, "My English name is Mark, and my Chinese name is Guo Zhike!" ”

Makihara smiled and looked at Brother Jie, who also smiled. Guo Zhike? Juice shells? Juice braincase, or juicehead! I don't know if this Mark knows the origin of his Chinese name, but it seems that he likes it quite a lot.

"You call it a cemetery, but isn't the cemetery a place for burying people?" Mark asked, "Why is your name so weird?" ”

Makihara has a black line on his face again.

"Alright, no kidding!" Mark smiled and said, "I've heard Jacky say that you can do a kind of fire contorl magic, it's amazing, I want to compare it to you!" ”

"No problem! But I have very few magic tricks, I don't know how you want to compare! Makihara replied.

"Of course, with the best magic, each of us performed with our best skills. If I lose, the beautiful sister over there will be yours! ”

"Poof!" Halfway through his cocktail, Makihara spit it out, and he turned his head to see Mark looking at him with a wicked smile.

"Mark, this is China, it's not like your hometown!" Brother Jie scolded with a smile.

"Oh. Is it? Mark said with a look of disappointment, "I've always loved China, and I'd like to stay here for a while!" ”

"If I win, you're going to teach me a few magic tricks!" Makihara said, "You know, I work on this, I can't repeat the performance, I have to have some new tricks!" ”

"And what if I win?"

"I'll give you a set of very old magic props in China!"

"Then why don't you teach me your fire controll?" Mark asked, he was a little unhappy with Makihara's gambling money.

"You can't learn it!" Makihara said sincerely, "My magic skills have a lot of constraints, and it's hard to learn them!" ”

Mark stared at this Mu Yuan's eyes for a long time before he nodded and said, "I can think about it, but I have to do your performance first, in case you jacky says something big!" ”

Sweat! Mu Yuan's black line in his head, how long has this Mark been in China, and he really has a lot of these messy words.

Mark staggered onto the stage, picked up the microphone, and performed a Jackson space dance move, and whistles and screams immediately erupted in the bar.

"This Mark is a living treasure, he is a very good person, he used to like Chinese culture very much, this time he is specially here to travel!" Brother Jie said.

Seeing that he had captured everyone's attention, Mark began his own show, but not magic, but a short talk show.

"My name is Mark, I'm a friend of the bar owner jacky, I like Chinese culture very much, I started learning Chinese a long time ago, but the consistency of Chinese confuses me. Yesterday, I went to Jacky's house and met Jacky's mother, I politely called her 'boss lady', and I was kicked out by Jacky's mother with a broom! China isn't very hospitable, but why did you treat me like this? ”

There was a burst of laughter in the bar.

"Later, I called another Chinese friend of mine, and this friend explained to me that the boss lady is not the boss and his wife, and the boss and his wife may be the boss and his wife, and the boss and the boss are not the same, but the boss and the boss may be the same, OH, My GOd!"

There was a sound of cups breaking, and apparently someone had slammed the cup to the ground as he leaned on the table and laughed.

"Today, I met Jacky's wife, I thought about it for a long time, and then thought that Jacky and I were buddies, so I affectionately called 'Chinese Mom', and as a result, this time, Jacky and I were kicked out with a knife by his wife!"

There was laughter in the bar again, and Brother Jay shook his head helplessly, and gave Mark a middle finger when he looked over.

"Next, a Chinese friend of mine and I are going to each perform a magic trick called fire control!"

The lights dimmed and Mark began his performance.

This is a comical performance, the plot is probably a person wants to smoke, but after touching the whole body and there is no cigarette, so after a moment of thought, he actually took his finger as a cigarette, and under the lighting of the lighter, the index finger of his left hand really had a red and lit cigarette butt like a cigarette. Mark took a few puffs, exhaling smoke rings, and then he lit his left index finger to his right as if he were borrowing fire. However, when Mark tried to extinguish his left and right fingers, trouble came, he used wipe, press, step, and even put his finger in his mouth to extinguish his fingers, and then all ten fingers were ignited, and Mark was strung around the stage but could not extinguish the flames.

Screams began to ring out in the bar.

A waiter ran up with an ice bucket, and Mark hurriedly put his two hands into the ice bucket with a pained expression on his face.

The noise in the bar finally died down.

The lights came on, and Mark pulled his hands out of the ice bucket, a pair of hands that were intact, and only then did the audience know that they had all been tricked by Mark before, and that it was just a performance.

Applause and screams rang out.

Mark bowed to the audience very gentlemanly and thanked the audience, after which he said with great anticipation: "Thank you very much, and now I invite my Chinese friend Mu Yuan to perform on stage." ”