Conan Rick's Investigator

As soon as the two of them moved away from the window and continued walking down the stairs, they immediately started discussing.

"There must be a beautiful girl behind the ticket window! Do you see that hand?"

"Of course I'll tell you. What color is her hair?"

"pink!"

"I think it's blue..."

The two of them passed between Qin Zhibo and Mr. Clock, and ran down enthusiastically, holding the handrails beside them.

The stench of sweat emanating from these two people, as well as the smell covered by cheap perfume, made Qin Zhibo hold his breath and wait for the lingering smell to dissipate.

Whether from the realistic taste, the content of the discussion, or the expressions during the discussion, Qin Zhibo felt that these two people were undoubtedly human beings.

If MI-GO can even achieve this level of disguise, then its imitation of humans has reached perfection.

Now Qin Zhibo knows what price ordinary humans have to pay to go to places where the MI-GO race gathers.

The price is 2000 yen for the ticket...

However, Qin Zhibo does not agree with the two people's conclusion that "the ticket seller is a beautiful girl."

Because Mr. Clock had no communication with the ticket seller at all, he just handed in the 10,000 yen bill, and the other party took out what Mr. Clock wanted.

You know, only the MI-GO species communicate without language. They can understand each other's thoughts through close telepathy.

So, the person behind the dark ticket window might just be MI-GO, operating with a female prosthetic hand.

……

After walking down ten more steps, the two came to a small platform with a sign on the wall that said "Changing Room".

Qin Zhibo and Mr. Clock each found a separate dressing room and put on their cheering uniforms.

The main color of the cheering uniform is black, with a checkered pattern like the pixels of a display screen, some colorful light tube patterns, and in the middle is a Q-version cartoon image of a beautiful blue-haired girl.

There was no place to put the brown windbreaker and white shirt that I took off, but fortunately the dressing room was very considerate and provided custom-made handbags where I could put the clothes I took off.

Qin Zhibo took off the clothes he wore when he came here and put on these shameful clothes.

Qin Zhibo would think it was okay if a young man around 20 years old wore this kind of clothes, but if it was worn by an older man, it would be a bit weird.

But fortunately, in places like this everyone is wearing cheering uniforms, so no one will look down on anyone else.

When I came out of the dressing room, Mr. Clock opposite me had just changed his clothes, and the two looked at each other.

Mr. Clock's clothes are printed with a pattern of a beautiful girl with orange and yellow curly hair, and the other elements are basically the same as Qin Zhibo's.

"Wow! You're lucky!"

Mr. Clock's excited tone was no different from that of a human; it was obvious that he had entered the performance state.

"Congratulations, you've won a hidden edition cheering uniform. It features the most popular idol here, Kirishizaka!"

Hidden version...blind box?

"Okay! The show is about to start! We must save time..."

Mr. Clock grabbed Qin Zhibo's hand, walked out of the small platform with excitement, and continued walking down the stairs.

……

Go down about 20 steps, and you will find an open space, which is also a real theater.

The white lights in the theater were still on at this time, and Qin Zhibo could see that hundreds of spectators gathered in the theater of about 200 square meters.

Everyone was wearing cheering uniforms and holding cheering sticks in their hands, practicing the swinging movements of the cheering sticks under the guidance of the leader.

When Qin Zhibo appeared, everyone was stunned.

They were not surprised by Qin Zhibo himself, but by the clothes on Qin Zhibo.

"Hidden version of the cheering uniform! How could it be on an old man like you?"

"Sell it to me! Sell it to me! I'll give you 2!"

"Give it to me! I'll give you 3!"

"..."

Wherever Qin Zhibo went, he was like the moon surrounded by stars. The audience around him rushed over and wanted to bid to buy the hidden support uniform on Qin Zhibo.

It seemed that Qin Zhibo was lucky to win this piece of clothing, but now it is a big trouble for Qin Zhibo.

After all, I am somewhat of a well-known figure in society. If I am recognized by these people, wouldn’t it be a big trouble?

Fortunately, people here don’t seem to read recent Tokyo newspapers often. They ignored Qin Zhibo’s face and focused all their attention on the hidden cheering uniform.

With a character card luck of 35, Qin Zhibo didn't feel that he had won the clothes by his own ability.

Who knows what Mr. Clock communicated with the creature responsible for selling tickets...

……

In the surging crowd, Qin Zhibo and Mr. Clock were separated.

Qin Zhibo was pushed to the front row and stood with another skinny guy who was also wearing a hidden-style cheering uniform.

The oversized cheering uniform perfectly highlighted his thin figure. Qin Zhibo took a look at his name, which was Takahashi Minami.

Takahashi glanced at the Q version of Wu Shiying on Qin Zhibo's clothes and was about to say something when the lights in the theater suddenly went out and booming music sounded.

Qin Zhibo was stunned by the heart-shaking music.

Dozens of beautiful young girls emerged from the darkness beside the stage.

They jumped and danced, their colorful hair dancing with their energetic steps, a testament to the girls' agility.

But Qin Zhibo could tell at a glance that they were not human.

There is no human identification information on the heads of all the beautiful girls.

If you look a little more closely, you'll find that their bodies are even drawn by some kind of light.

They are as illusory as the futuristic images projected by holograms in science fiction movies, yet as real as dozens of two-dimensional beautiful girls jumping out of the screen and dancing lively on the stage.

Qin Zhibo quickly picked up the handbag and checked the name of the idol group on it.

Super Electromagnetic Girls!

Chapter 412 "Lucky" Audience

On the stage, colorful neon lights flashed alternately, and the performance of the Super Electromagnetic Girls Group began.

Amidst the dazzling lights and music, a variety of two-dimensional girl images stood on the stage and began to sing and dance.

Qin Zhibo's eyes moved back and forth, but their movements were too agile, like elves playing in the mountain stream, and he couldn't count how many people there were.

It is estimated to be over 30 or 40...

In the alternating stage movements, the one who often stands in the C position is none other than Kirishizaka, who has the same image as on the hidden version of the support uniform.

The long blue hair, which could almost be described as dazzling, was tied up at the back of her head, with the ends of the hair slightly curled in a playful way. The gorgeous sky blue lace short dress also sparkled with bilingbling light.

Kirishika's face doesn't need much description. It's a typical 2D girl's face, the kind that looks the same even with her hair removed.

If Qin Zhibo saw such an image in comics or on the screen, he would think it was very normal, so normal that it couldn't be more normal.

Because they are all special effects added.

But this is the real world!

In the real underground idol theater, beautiful two-dimensional girls stand on the three-dimensional stage, performing a performance that is as perfectly designed as in the anime.

Qin Zhibo couldn't help but feel that this scene was a little weird. The atmosphere that was incompatible with reality even made his back feel slightly cold.

90, 89, 87...

Looking at the flawless images of the two-dimensional beautiful girls, Qin Zhibo's willpower actually weakened.

He tried to find out how these beautiful girls came to exist, but he could not find any equipment with image projection function either above or below the stage.

The existence of the beautiful girls on the stage seems to be completely independent of this world, and they can express themselves perfectly without relying on any objects.

Hey! Hey!

Roar—roar—

The noise in the theater was getting louder and louder.

Almost all of them were male fans, cheering enthusiastically, shouting and waving cheering sticks to the beat of the music they had already memorized.

Their expressions were almost crazy.

This is not the madness caused by fear, but the kind of madness that comes from being crazy and obsessed with seeing a happy picture.

In Qin Zhibo's opinion, the scene of these fans cheering crazily seems a bit unreal.

Everyone's movements were in unison, the colorful neon lights on the stage reflected on their glasses, and the corners of their mouths were either raised or open, as if they wanted to devour the image of the girl on the stage.

They cheered very hard, the lights of the cheering sticks flew up and down, and the strong smell of sweat evaporated in this not-so-spacious enclosed space.

On Qin Zhibo's right was one of the fat men he had met at the ticket office.

Barely two minutes into the show, his cheering uniform was already soaked with sweat, especially his armpits.

But he still enjoyed it, and was obsessed with following the performance on the stage, doing all kinds of body movements that were beyond his physical ability, letting the sweat on his forehead and cheeks splash to the sides as he swayed violently.

In order to avoid the sweat attack, Qin Zhibo could only lean towards the thin guy next to him.

Compared with fat people, thin people's bodies are less likely to secrete sweat, but their expressions are more crazy.

His thin face was almost distorted. Due to excessive excitement, his chest was gasping violently as if he had an orgasm, and his mouth was open so wide that his throat could be seen.

Even if he died the next second, no one would find it strange.

On the stage are unreal two-dimensional beautiful girls, and off the stage are three-dimensional humans who are madly pursuing them.

The only difference between the madness here and the gathering places of pagan organizations is that the people here have decent aesthetic taste.

At this moment, this place is like a carefully painted hell...

……

After more than half an hour, Qin Zhibo's heart finally returned to its original beating rhythm.

The huge electronic screen behind the stage slowly opened, and beautiful figures on the stage waved goodbye and retreated into the dark space in the middle of the electronic screen, as if traveling into another dimension.

The two-dimensional beautiful girls left the stage one by one, and finally, only Kirishizaka was left on the stage.

"Everyone... you've worked hard today!"

Wu Shiying bowed deeply to the audience, and there was a loud cheer from the audience, even twice as loud as the music just now.

"It's not hard work!"

The skinny guy next to him almost yelled out his vocal cords.

"Well then... for today's final segment, we invite a super lucky fan to enter the secret space of the Super Electromagnetic Girls!"

Wu Shiying's head didn't move, but the slight curl at the end of her ponytail jumped unnaturally.

Roar--

The whole audience burst into warm cheers again.

"So today's lucky fan is..."

The white spotlight flickered during the deliberately prolonged speech, and finally fell on Qin Zhibo and the thin guy next to him who was also wearing a hidden cheering uniform.

The skinny guy jumped up excitedly, but Qin Zhibo had a calm expression and didn't care.

The people around him looked at him with suspicion, especially the fat man next to him, whose eyes were almost murderous.

Under the pressure of this environment, Qin Zhibo had no choice but to wave his cheering stick and shout "Yeah!" without much emotion.

Following the footsteps of the thin man in front, Qin Zhibo also went onto the stage and stood on the left and right sides of Wu Shiying respectively. He waved to the audience for the last time and then entered the black passage together.

……

When the electronic screen behind him was closed, the surrounding light was almost completely lost.

In the deep and bottomless darkness, the only light source that can provide guidance is Kirishizaka in front of them.