The hunt for Kaitou Kid had begun again. Ever since the "Silver Star" job, Kaitou Kid seemed to have vanished as if he'd disappeared from the face of the earth. This sparked an online frenzy, with fans launching campaigns hoping to see the Moonlight Magician make his grand return.
Liu A'dou saw the overwhelming fan demand and thought he should probably respond to their enthusiasm. So, Kaitou Kid reappeared at the Louvre, casually strolling in and out during the night without taking anything. His graceful, effortless infiltration alone thrilled his fans.
After refreshing his presence, Liu A'dou hurried back to the film set. There was going to be a much bigger move in New York soon, but for now, this little stunt was enough to keep the fans satisfied. Though he was a phantom thief, ever since crossing over, Liu A'dou felt the need to try his hand at other careers.
The movie production went surprisingly smoothly. Liu A'dou hired a local filming crew and brought in a well-known Hollywood director to anchor the project. Without much effort, he quickly assembled a professional team.
After two months of preparation, Liu A'dou was finally ready to shoot the most spectacular and crucial scene—the sequence where Elsa flees the castle, panicked and scared, freezing the ocean beneath her feet as she runs toward the mountains, where she then sings her heart out and constructs her ice castle.
Thanks to Professor X's connections, the king of a small European nation had even dispatched military forces to fully support the shoot. Of course, Liu A'dou couldn't let the king's generosity go unrewarded, so he promised to feature the country's scenic landscapes in the movie's closing credits as free promotion.
Elsa had read the script, but only the first half matched her real experience. In reality, after she ran away, her sister never came after her—or rather, Elsa never knew if Anna had even tried. She had shut herself away in the ice castle for what felt like an eternity. By the time Zeus had called her back, her kingdom was long gone.
Reading the script stirred something deep inside Elsa. She couldn't help but wonder if her sister had actually tried to find her, just without the same luck as in the movie. Maybe Anna had gotten lost or even perished in the mountains. Elsa had always believed that after she left, everyone had abandoned her. She had never considered that someone might have come looking and failed to reach her.
These thoughts haunted Elsa, keeping her awake at night. If her sister had truly died trying to find her, wouldn't that be her fault as the elder sister?
In the movie, Shadowcat played the role of Anna, the bright and optimistic younger sister who never gave up on her sister Elsa. Elsa seemed to get along well with the sweet girl off-camera, but apart from their on-screen interactions, she didn't show much emotion.
Still, when filming, Elsa poured her true feelings into the role. Having lived a life hiding her powers, she had long since mastered the art of performing on cue.
"Fantastic! Absolutely fantastic!" The visiting king was so impressed by the live scene that he couldn't stop praising them. Watching Elsa run across the frozen sea was breathtaking. The entire bay had frozen over in real life—it was a sight to behold.
"Your Majesty, the national orchestra's performance is coming up next. How's their rehearsal going?" Liu A'dou asked.
"Rest assured, Mr. Liu. They've rehearsed thoroughly. There won't be any issues," the king guaranteed.
Only Liu A'dou would think of using a live orchestra to accompany the performance on set. He believed this was the only way to showcase Elsa's singing at its best, capturing the moment in the most authentic way possible.
Under the night sky, glowing mutants provided the lighting. Flying mutants carried the cameras, filming in a single continuous shot. A path of ice stretched across the sea toward the mountains. Elsa walked alone along a snowy ridge as wind and snow swirled all around her.
She wore a dark green gown, a magenta cloak, and blue gloves. Her crown was hidden in her braided blonde hair. The newly crowned queen had no choice but to abandon her kingdom and her people.
The music began—
Elsa placed her hands over her chest, clutching her skirt and cloak as she trudged through the snow. Halfway through, she stopped with a look of sorrow. Accompanied by the cold, distant sound of a piano, her voice carried through the storm:
"The snow glows white on the mountain tonight,
Not a footprint to be seen…"
The voice began low, as if quietly confiding in her past sorrow.
"A kingdom of isolation,
And it looks like I'm the queen."
"The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I tried
Don't let them in, don't let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know
Well, now they know—"
The music surged, rising from its somber tone into power. The queen was transforming, shedding the self that had always hidden away in fear. In this uninhabited realm of ice and snow, she would embrace who she really was—the one who could command frost and winter without restraint.
She pulled off her blue gloves, threw aside her burdensome queen's cloak, and unveiled her true self. Let the past be carried away by the wind. Let go of the weight. Let the worries melt away.
"Let it go~~~"
What followed was a dazzling string of performances from Elsa. Accompanied by her soaring voice, snowy fireworks burst open across the mountain ridge. From that barren peak, the queen looked back at her former kingdom, realizing how small it truly was—and how she had let it confine her. Why not become a spirit of the frost, and build a land of her own where no one else's gaze mattered?
The film reached its climax. Elsa raised her hands, and a glittering palace of ice and snow rapidly rose atop the mountain before everyone's eyes.
"My God!" The king stood speechless. It was too beautiful. He wasn't prejudiced against mutants to begin with, and now with Elsa's astounding performance, the moment she cast off her crown and embraced herself completely, he instantly became her number one fan. If earlier he had been in awe, now he gazed upon her as though witnessing a divine miracle.
The majestic ice palace shimmered like a crystal citadel, breathtaking in scale. Alone at the center of it stood Elsa. She took off her crown and, after just one glance, tossed it away. "I'm never going back, the past is in the past."
Her powerful voice echoed across the mountains. Elsa swept her hair back, confidently revealing her forehead. Then, ice coated her deep green gown, transforming it into a brilliant sky-blue evening dress. A translucent ice cape shimmered behind her as she sang at full voice, "Let the storm rage on—!"
With arms wide open, she embraced the snow-covered world. The Ice Queen had been born. And as the storm settled, a beam of morning sunlight broke through over her glistening castle.
"It's too beautiful, too beautiful!" The king was overwhelmed. A miracle, truly! That ice palace had to be preserved. In fact, he wished he could live in it himself. In his eyes, that one castle alone was worth all the support he had offered and more.
"How can there be such a beautiful power? How is this possible?" The king made up his mind—once the film was released, he'd watch it not once, but ten times. Maybe even more. He didn't care. He was the king. Once the premiere began, he'd live in the theater if he had to.
All the crew and mutant participants hadn't expected such an outcome either. Even the director, who had initially been biased against mutants, began to see them differently through the shoot. He realized mutants weren't scary at all. On the contrary, they often had more integrity, responsibility, and ambition than most people. They shared the same noble traits as all of humankind.
He had once believed that mutant powers could only be used for destruction and crime. But through this film, he saw how those same powerful abilities could also create beauty. "Beautiful, truly beautiful," the director muttered, staring in awe at the glittering castle on the mountain peak. His heart had already been won over by Elsa.
Storm controlled the weather. If they needed clouds, there were clouds. If they needed sunshine, the skies cleared. She synchronized perfectly with the filming schedule.
Jean Grey's telepathy let her remotely manipulate objects, making props and puppets feel alive.
Iceman created practical snow and frozen settings on demand.
Human Torch served as living fireworks, saving on pyrotechnics while delivering dazzling effects.
The director finally understood the benefit of working with mutants.
It all proved one thing—only through more open communication can reconciliation begin. Hiding in the shadows won't solve anything.
Liu A'dou felt even more confident in his wild ideas.