Detective Conan: Knifeman? I'm a good citizen of Beihua

The long procession began to move, and the long sword-shaped float representing the first place was pulled forward by the people, and the floats behind it also began to move slowly.

The floats at the back also have a variety of flowers blooming, each with its own characteristics. It is said that they were built by people from different districts of Kyoto themselves. They are full of people's hard work and ingenuity. They look much more harmonious than the traditional cherry blossom culture in our impression.

Baichuan Qiu stood in the crowd, watching all this quietly, his eyes wandering a little.

——No, many people today are wearing white clothes or black kimonos sitting on floats, and it is really difficult for him to distinguish his target.

"system--"

Baichuan Qiu decisively activated the plug-in.

"Help me find where the Nishizaki family is in the crowd."

There is no way they wouldn't come to such a big event.

"Roger that!"

The energetic young man's voice rang out, and soon the result came out -

"Host, in the ninth team!"

Shirakawa Qiu immediately moved his current position, away from the protagonist group, and came to the vicinity of car number nine.

All I can say is, as expected of Nishizaki, he's really trying hard to win over the public this time.

Several people who are currently in Kyoto came to the scene.

Old man Nishizaki himself sat on the float with a smile on his face, looking like an ordinary old man, immersed in the atmosphere of the event. Pulling the float in front were his eldest son, Yuuki Nishizaki, his second son, Shunpei Nishizaki, and the future heir of the Nishizaki family, Yuuki Nishizaki's son, Touke Nishizaki.

Of course, there are also insignificant side branches such as Kenji Nishizaki.

While pulling the cart diligently, the group did not forget to smile and subtly showed their faces towards certain cameras. Their desire to whitewash their family's reputation through the mass media almost overflowed the screen.

Even Nishizaki Hayabusa, whose son had just died, was smiling at this moment, without a trace of sadness on his face.

Of course, few people nowadays would recognize them, but it doesn’t matter. After the event is over, they can make a few announcements to highlight the Nishizaki family’s friendliness and down-to-earthness, which will naturally attract many people.

"Tsk, they really don't get up early unless there is something beneficial. They dare to do such a thing."

A voice came from beside him. Shirakawa Qiu turned his head and saw Hase Yuta "standing" next to him.

Baichuan Qiu: “?”

How did this guy stand up?

Hase Yuta smiled and pressed the button at hand. The wheelchair elevator slowly descended and he sat down again.

"Technology really does change our lives." Baichuan Qiu joked with amusement.

"There's no other way. Otherwise, he can only see our butts from this height."

Jackson on the side laughed heartily, completely oblivious to the hellish joke he was playing on his friend.

Hase Yuta wasn't angry either, he just said, "I just came to see how shameless the Nishizaki family is. They even want to take part in such an event. Be careful of backlash."

Baichuan Qiu shrugged: "I suggest that you go back and buy some press releases for the Nishizaki family to help increase their exposure."

Jackson didn't understand: "Why? Isn't it helping them?"

Hase Yuta raised his lips and said, "When water is full, it overflows; when the moon is full, it wanes."

If it was just a small-scale publicity, everyone would think that the Nishizaki family was just participating in the event in a low-key manner and had no intention of promoting themselves. It was just that they were "accidentally" photographed by passers-by who knew them.

But if it is widely publicized, it may even overshadow the Gion Festival itself.

It all depends on whether the vicious netizens will attack them or not!

They dare to come and take advantage of the Gion Festival?

I bother!

Although Jackson didn't quite understand this allusion from China, he still rubbed his shoulders with a shudder: "Sure enough, those who play tricks have dirty hearts."

Hase Yuta snorted coldly: "They were the first to play dirty, so I won't be polite either."

Since they even dared to take advantage of such a sacrificial activity, he would naturally help them get a big one.

Thinking of Taro Nishizaki's face that was about to turn black, Hase Yuta felt better.

Bai Chuanqiu beside him seemed to see his good mood and smiled brightly: "This is just the beginning."

Hase Yuta was stunned for a moment, then looked at Shirakawa Qiu curiously: "What else did you do?"

"I didn't do anything."

Baichuan Qiu immediately retorted, "I am also a bystander."

Hase Yuta became curious and immediately pressed the button and "stood up" from the wheelchair again.

"I want to see what you are talking about—"

……

On the other side, the Nishizaki clan, who were patrolling seriously, had no idea what they were about to encounter and were still walking forward seriously.

When I passed an intersection, I heard the sound of rapid drumbeats from somewhere nearby.

"Boom boom boom——"

Accompanied by a series of rapid drum beats, a masked priest jumped out from nowhere and blocked the Nishizaki family's float.

"Boom boom boom——"

The priest was dressed in black, with no skin visible. His entire head was covered by a mask and a wig, making it impossible to see his true appearance and gender. He wore a string of bells on his wrists and ankles, which jingled when he danced, blending in with the drumbeats.

Everyone in the Nishizaki family stopped and stared at the guy in front of them who came from nowhere with suspicion.

Who is this? Is this part of the event?

no……

The drums kept beating, and the priest's feet began to move. He jumped to the beat of the drums, raised, stretched, and bent his arms, and his body swayed with the rhythm. His waist twisted, but he stiffened for a moment without a trace, and then forced himself to stay still, making a somewhat strange twisted movement.

The tourists around thought it was an interspersed entertainment activity, and rushed over, pointing their cameras at the black-robed priest. Even the more pious ones began to put their hands together in front of their chests and stare at the priest solemnly.

Although they were alert, the public's cameras were focused on them. Taro Nishizaki coughed lightly on the float, and the Nishizaki family didn't dare to do anything. They could only smile stiffly, watch the performance quietly, and serve as their own background.

"Boom boom boom——"

The masked priestess was still dancing, but her movements seemed to be weakening for some reason. However, she still did not stop and insisted on dancing, as if she was saying goodbye to the end of her career.

Some knowledgeable people had already realized that the priests were not dancing a sacrificial dance, but a dance similar to a sacrificial dance adapted from classical dance, but they just watched with confusion and did not say anything to stop them.

Finally, the dance came to an end, and the priest crossed his arms and thanked everyone.

There was thunderous applause all around, and everyone followed suit with cheers.

At that moment, she seemed to be back to the stage she once loved most.

——It is also the stage she can never return to.

The ferocious face beneath the mask revealed a gentle smile, but unfortunately no one could see it.

She spread her arms, the bells rubbed against each other, sparks flew, and instantly began to burn—

In an instant, the priest in front of him turned into a fire man, enveloped in blazing flames.

"what--"

The people who realized it later screamed. Nishizaki Hayabusa, who was closest to the priest, instinctively reached into his pocket and wanted to pull out his gun to shoot, but the old man behind him shouted, "Don't shoot!"

No matter what the other party's purpose is, if someone from the Nishizaki family opens fire in public, their family's reputation over the years will be ruined!

Nishizaki Shunpei hesitated for a moment—

Yes, they have bodyguards around them, we can ask them to stop them...

However, before he could react, the blazing fire pounced on him, burning everything in him.

"Ahhh-"

Nishizaki Hayabusa let out a shrill scream that echoed throughout the street.