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Chapter 298 Something really happened at the concert

"Mr. Chino!"

A woman came towards them and waved at them.

"Ms. Yuno." Chitake and others greeted her.

"Mr. Chino, you are finally here. Mr. Maori is already in the seat in front."

Aso Yuno smiled and led the way while chatting with them.

When they walked to the front row seats, Kogoro Mori was happily chatting with Yoko Okino.

Xiaolan couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

"The concert is divided into the upper stage and the lower stage. The upper stage is the performance time, and the lower stage is the communication time." Aso Yuno sat down on the right side of Chitake, then turned her head to explain to him.

"Mr. Chino, are you interested in going up and playing a song?" Yoko Okino, who was sitting on the left side of Kogoro Mori, asked Chitake across four people, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

A small drop of sweat slid down Qianzhu's forehead. He shook his head and refused with a smile.

The performance was about to begin, and many of the lights in the stadium were turned off.

With her eyes fixed on the stage, Haibara Ai suddenly felt a breath from the organization. Her body stiffened slightly, then she stood up slightly and turned around to take a look.

"What's wrong with you?" Conan asked her in a low voice.

The breath of the organization flashed by, and Haibara Ai almost thought it was her illusion.

She took a deep breath, tried to relax herself, shook her head and replied calmly: "It's okay."

Conan looked at her slightly strangely, then continued watching the performance that had already begun on the stage.

Behind them, on a seat several rows away, a black-haired young man calmly sat down, his clear dark purple eyes looking towards the position where the protagonists were.

He removed the small braids beside his ears and tied up the upper part of his hair at the back of his head with the small rubber band.

There is a hint of unruly handsomeness in the mess.

This stadium is not open-air, so once most of the lights are turned off, the stadium becomes quite dark.

His eyes searched the audience, and then he saw his target in the front left - an elderly blond man with some gray hair.

While everyone's attention was on the performance, a black stuffed bear appeared out of thin air in the young man's black leather gloved hands.

He dropped it carelessly to the ground.

The stuffed bear is small in size and won’t attract much attention when crawling in the shadows.

The little bear walked all the way to the old man's chair, tilted his head up to look at his legs, put his hands behind his back, unzipped the zipper on his back a little, took out a few strands of cotton from it, and threw the cotton into his shoes.

Then he took out a mini syringe and quickly inserted it into the old man's calf through the cloth.

Feeling pricked, the old man just moved his legs and didn't care much about it.

After doing all this, the little bear zipped himself up and ran back to the young man.

The young man touched its head in praise and made it disappear, while he rested his chin on his hand and waited leisurely for the performance to be over.

When the last performance ended, several screams were heard from the audience in the next second.

Kogoro Mouri and others who were sitting in the front row quickly stood up and looked back towards the slightly chaotic crowd.

An elderly blond man fell back in a chair, holding his heart with his hands. His face was blue and his eyes were wide open. He was suspected to have died of a heart attack.

The people sitting around him all stood up from their chairs with a look of horror on their faces and moved some distance away from him.