Conan Moslin

I am a security guard who has just been in office for a short time.

Yes, that's right, it's me again.

Why do you say he is a new appointee?

Because I was introduced by my senior, I worked in the Mika Art Museum for a period of time. Later, due to some strange things, I resigned and moved to another place to continue working as a security guard.

This time it was inside a department store.

I thought I could relax a little, but I didn't expect that I still had to work overtime.

Today is a short holiday, but I was still pulled here. According to the shift schedule, today should be my day off...

But I couldn't resist, after all, it was the security captain's request.

But the security captain was quite loyal. He said he had some urgent matters these days and asked me to help him on duty. He could give me a few more days off later.

And they also gave me overtime pay.

It was given directly, and it was a lot more than I expected.

I'm free anyway, so how can I not agree?

It was already five o'clock when the shift changed.

Having made a lot of money, I decided to be generous and take a taxi home.

How painful it is to take the bus every day.

As soon as I raised my hand, a taxi with its roof light on drove over.

What a coincidence, it's an empty car.

So I stretched out my arms and posed.

The taxi stopped.

I saw the license plate of the car clearly.

Shinjuku 55-8462.

Why are there Shinjuku taxis here?

amazing.

Maybe he brought passengers to Beihua from Shinjuku.

I don’t know if he is familiar with Mihua.

With this in mind, I sat in the passenger seat.

There is a mesh bag between the driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat, separating it from half of the back seat.

I leaned over to look at the back seat of the car, but there was nothing there.

So I thought this was just a unique behavior of the owner of this car, so I didn't ask about this part.

He didn't answer even when I asked him.

The driver was a man of few words.

After getting in the taxi, I wanted to strike up a conversation with him, to talk about everything, work and life, but he remained silent and just kept driving.

He seemed to be worried about something.

Not interesting at all.

I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

However, soon, he received a call.

I couldn't hear what was being said on the other end of the phone, but I felt that the silent gentleman next to me seemed a little anxious.

"You...I'll...come pick you up right away."

There was a sense of panic in his voice, as if something big had happened to the person opposite him.

When he hung up the phone, he looked at me.

After a few seconds of silence, he only increased the speed slightly, but the direction he drove was still the familiar route home.

He is such a good man...I thought so.

Do your duty faithfully!

Little did he know that the driver was already extremely anxious at this time.

If the other party had not prohibited him from dropping off the passenger immediately in order to avoid exposing his flaws, he would have stopped the car and released the passenger immediately.

My home is not far from the department store, otherwise how could I dare to take a taxi.

After a short journey, I, who originally wanted to show off my wealth, suddenly became silent when I saw the metered fare.

With trembling hands, I took out the warm bills that I had just received today, counted out a few and handed them to him, with a reluctant look on my face.

Perhaps because he noticed that my expression was too sad, the driver, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

His voice sounded a little honest.

"Young man, if you help me take that briefcase in the back seat and take it to the police station, I can waive your taxi fare."

"really?"

It was like a huge pie hit me on the head, knocking me dizzy.

But soon, my overheated brain calmed down for a moment.

“This bag…”

"It was left by a previous passenger. Please help me take it to the nearest police station to claim it. Something happened to my friend and I need to go look for him."

I nodded.

It turned out to be the case.

I immediately put away the money in my hand, opened the back door and took out the briefcase.

The briefcase was very light and contained nothing.

It's obvious that there can't be anything inside.

It can't be money, right? Will you let me take the money with me?

I waved to the driver in a good mood, holding the briefcase, and waved to the driver in a good mood, intending to go home and drop the bag on the way.

Not long after I walked away, I saw the taxi whizzing out and disappeared in an instant.

It’s really urgent…

As I watched the car go away, I held my bag in one hand and rubbed my hair with the other.

There was a person running towards this direction, waving as he ran.

I thought he saw me get off the bus and wanted to take that taxi to go somewhere else immediately.

Then you are late, and that taxi has to rush home. Even if you catch it, it won't be able to take other people.

I thought so.

But when he passed by me, he patted my shoulder.

Then, I felt my whole body spinning.

Boom!

The suitcase moved lightly in an arc and landed on the ground, with the buckle loosened by the impact.

It was empty inside.

I had no idea what was going on until a police ID snapped open in front of me.

"Don't move!"

"No, no, no...you've got the wrong guy!"

"The money is not in his hands!" Another voice sounded, making me feel relieved.

"Keep chasing! The man in the taxi is the kidnapper!"

Why should I take this taxi!

Are you asking for trouble?

……

Goto drove the car to pick up passengers one after another. During the time when the car was empty, he kept calling his accomplice, but there was no response. Anxiety flashed in his eyes.

Just when he was almost out of breath after picking up the passenger, the phone finally rang.

He suddenly felt relieved.

After answering the phone, I heard my companion's voice.

"Come to the warehouse, let's change places! There are other people nearby!"

The familiar voice spoke of great news, and although it was a little flustered, it was still steady.

"You...I'll be there right away."

After getting a positive answer from the other end, Li An, who was rushing back to attend the performance on time, chuckled, hung up the phone, and threw the phone to the back seat.

Snapped.

Katagiri Nanami held the steering wheel with one hand and touched her nose with the other.

He felt as if he had become a driver today.

He is a rising idol star who is about to come to the fore!

……

【Detective and Magician】

【Final Scene: Disappearance】

【Finish】