Fengchen took out the poker from Mengying's pocket and said, "You should be very aware of this afternoon's temptation, but you still showed a big flaw.

The show was turned into a repertoire by you, the tools were turned into utensils by you, and the skills of shuffling cards were turned into hand skills by you.

And the repertoire, utensils, and hand skills are all professional terms of magicians, why do you, a person who has never watched magic, know these words? ”

Meng Ying played the recording at the right time.

After hearing this, the black shadow was stunned for a moment and said, "What can I say about being a magician?" This only proves that I am a low-key person, and cannot be used as evidence. ”

"The den of your Yangyue Hotel, we have found it, and there are a lot of magic instruments in it."

The Black Shadow replied casually, "So what, I usually like to stay there and practice magic, can't I?"

"Oh? That's weird. The opening record of the hotel room was registered with the identity information of a person named Huang Xueyang. ”

The security guard surnamed Huang on the side scolded: "Bastard, what are you talking about, my father has died a long time ago, how can he go to Yang Yue Hotel to open a room."

Fengchen pointed at the security guard surnamed Huang and said, "That's it." What are you going to explain, Director Zhang Huajian. Or maybe you're a modern-day descendant of the Far Eastern Magic Troupe? ”

Zhu Liang turned on the light, and the black shadow surrounded in the middle was Zhang Huajian.

Seeing that Zhang Huajian's eyes widened and he didn't speak, Zhonghua said: "You can't explain it, right?" I advise you to tell me the murderous methods as soon as possible. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Huajian laughed and said, "I don't know what the method of killing people is, because I am not a prisoner at all." Unless you tell me how I make people invisible out of the house, ......"

Fengchen shouted: "No, otherwise, break this glass window, don't you understand?"

"What do you mean, Captain?"

"Do you think magic is magical?"

"Hmm."

"Magic is a type of visual hypnosis. Use the darkness of light to adjust the existence of objects and give people an illusion.

This time, the method used by the prisoner was visual hypnosis, using the colorful glow in the distance, and implanting visual hypnosis into everyone who saw the glow. This window is then used to adjust the light to create the illusion that a person has disappeared into thin air.

At this time, the prisoner only needs to hang a piano coil on the window glass to create the illusion of full light outside the window, and the deceased will run to the window by himself. Prisoners hiding on the roof of the building only need to wait for the deceased to poke his head out, shoot him with an anesthetic needle, and then immediately retract into a circle, tie the deceased, and transport him out of the window to the hotel.

As for the anesthetic needle I was in at that time, the wheelchair disappeared with me, probably because the prisoner sneaked to the window himself.

I don't know if what I said is wrong, your trick of visual hypnosis, as long as you destroy any of the utensils, it is impossible to succeed again. ”

"Maybe what you're saying will work, but what proof do you have that I'm the murderer?"

Fengchen said solemnly: "Huang Xueyang's ID card was picked up in the crypt. If my reasoning is correct, that notebook should be on you, the notebook that fell from me should be on the murderer! ”

Hearing this, Zhang Huajian sat on the ground weakly, took out a notebook from his arms, and asked with a wry smile: "How can you be sure that I didn't throw away the notebook?"

"Because there must be information about the treasure on it, you wanted to help you find the treasure under the guise of me, but it didn't take long for you to regret it."

"Hehe, you can see this, it's amazing, I should have killed you directly, instead of leaving you in the crypt to fend for yourself."

"Is it worth it for a treasure that is not well founded?"

Zhang Huajian said: "At first, I really wanted to investigate the serial disappearances and avenge my father. But since I found the special props of the Far East Magic Troupe and the magic teaching book, I have changed, and the book says "There is a treasure in the crypt for future generations to enjoy". ”

Zhonghua helped him to say: "So you regard yourself as the heir of the Far Eastern Magic Troupe, and you don't allow others to infringe on the treasure, and you want to take it for yourself."

"That's right."

Fengchen looked out the window and whispered, "Wrong, you're wrong!"

"What's the matter, Captain?"

"The treasure doesn't exist at all, and that glow is just a miracle magic trick left by the Far East Magic Troupe for future generations to enjoy."

The treasure doesn't exist? Zhang Huajian was stunned for a moment, and after coming back to his senses, he looked at his hands with a miserable smile.

At this point, the case of the disappearance of the Violin Club is over, and the strange talk that suppresses the school is finally revealed.

The group forcibly broke the door, and Meng Ying sent Fengchen back to the hospital.

Zhonghua, Zhu Liang and Wang Xiyue escorted Zhang Huajian to the police station.