Conan’s Corpse Picker

Maya Hashimoto: "..." As expected of her, although she was not as provocative as Uzo, her skill in raising fire was not bad at all.

Seeing the tension on both sides, at this moment, a young woman holding a cat walked over.

Tatsumi Menghuang looked at several guests, then at Tatsumi Ryuunosuke, and quickly understood the current situation. She touched the black cat in her arms and said, "I'm really sorry. My elder brother has never been well-educated. Please forgive me. "

Maya Hashimoto: “…” Are you really here to start a fight, not to add fuel to the fire?

Jiang Xia looked around at the group of Sundanese people and thought of business with dedication. He looked at Mrs. Xun and the doctor who was attacked together: "What happened to the cursed warrior just now?"

Mrs. Xun trembled with fear when she mentioned this: "We were seeing a doctor just now, and suddenly we felt that the light was wrong. When we raised our heads, we found a person standing outside the shoji. He suddenly cut a gap in the paper door with a knife, and then... you guys can come here after that. ”

The only doctor in the village, Dr. Fuyuki, nodded his head with a pale face, obviously seeing that terrible scene.

At this moment, an old voice floated faintly from the courtyard: "That's Lord Jianchun, it must be him - he has been resurrected and is here to avenge himself."

Mao Lilan's voice was distorted: "...So is there really a ghost?"

Jiang Xia searched around and saw a thin old lady in the yard. She was the one who spoke just now. He asked, "Who are you?"

 “Mom!” Before the old lady could speak, Dr. Fuyuki came to his senses first.

He got up in a hurry and ran to the yard: "Why are you running around again? Stop talking nonsense and come home with me."

The old lady struggled and refused to leave: "Why don't you let me tell you? Isn't this the truth? All the people in the Xun family have been cursed. Since four hundred years ago, they have been burdened with Lord Jianchun's curse - everyone will Death, everyone!”

 Doctor Fuyuki: “…”

He almost broke out in a cold sweat and apologized to his employer repeatedly: "I'm really sorry. My mother is old and not very clear-headed. I will take her back now."

 The doctor took his old mother and quickly retreated, leaving only an even more secluded and terrifying atmosphere.

 In the silence, a primary school student’s voice broke the silence.

Conan: "How strange! The footprints on the floor disappeared halfway."

other people:"…"

 Put it outside, this may be a normal child's sound. But at this time, in this atmosphere, many people were silently trembling.

A group of people looked at Conan with complicated eyes, among which the eyes of Maya Hashimoto and Curacao were the most intriguing.

 Fortunately, there was still a high school detective who was willing to take over his task. Jiang Xia walked to the corridor, looked at the yard and then the corridor, and found that there was indeed a series of footprints on the corridor next to the yard. The footprints walked to the side and disappeared after a few steps.

Jiang Xia touched his chin: "That 'warrior' should have come from the yard, and his feet were stained with mud from the yard. And when he left, he took off his shoes after walking a few steps along the corridor, so there were footprints disappear suddenly."

Tatsumi Ryunosuke heard something wrong: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Xia said bluntly: "That 'cursed warrior' is now hiding in your house."

 Hundan people: “!”

 Jiang Xia: “Maybe he’s even a member of your family.”

The Sundanese family who haven’t seen many cases: “!”

"that…"

 A cautious voice broke the silence.

The maid of the Xun family poked her head from the door and looked at Mrs. Xun: "Madam, there is a person who calls himself "Akanuma" looking for you and saying that he is your friend."

"Akanuma?!" Mrs. Xun's face changed suddenly, and she said dryly, "Then, let's invite him to the guest room first."

 …

Mrs. Xun’s attitude was a bit strange, and everyone could see it. On the way to the reception room to join in the fun, Suzuki Sonoko got together with two classmates and gossiped quietly: "Mrs. Tatsumi's attitude is a bit strange. Who do you think is coming?"

Jiang Xia didn't have time to guess, because the reception room was too close to here, and it only took two steps to get there.

 The next moment, they saw a dark figure from head to toe. The man was wearing black clothes and a veil, not showing an inch of skin from head to toe.

 —It turned out to be the "Kuroko" I saw at the shrine just now.

Mao Lilan: “…” Even if you look at it in a brightly lit place, it’s really scary.

Mrs. Tatsumi came to her senses and introduced them: "This is my husband's old friend, Mr. Saburo Akanuma."

She then said to the maid: "Hurry up and pack up a guest room for Mr. Akanuma."

The maid said helplessly: "But the guest rooms are all full."

Mrs. Xun was embarrassed: "This..."

Saburo Akanuma suddenly said: "Isn't the 'Pinmen' still vacant? I'll go to that room and make do - no problem, Mrs. Tatsumi."

Mrs. Xun nodded carefully: "Okay, then, you can do it yourself."

Heizi turned around and walked away, as comfortable as if he had returned to his own home.

Tatsumi Ryuunosuke snorted coldly. It looked like he wanted to curse a few words, but he didn't dare to speak because of his nagging look. In the end, he had no choice but to say no more and go back to the house to sleep.

　　It was already getting late, and everyone went back to their rooms.

Curacao tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

 After all, the Japanese-style rooms here have their own artistic conception, but it is too easy to invade—the paper door can be pried open, the floor can be lifted, and if the intruder is skilled enough, even the ceiling can be turned into a passage.

 No matter how strong a person is, he is afraid of being stabbed in his sleep while he is sleeping. So Curacao looked left and right, hesitated for a moment, and silently dragged the quilt to the cupboard.

 …It’s not that I’m afraid, it’s mainly because it’s cold at night in the mountains and it’s warm inside the closet.

 Entering the closet felt like going home. Curacao wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and finally fell into a deep sleep.

 …

 Early the next morning, Curacao got up and went out.

Having just walked a few steps, I saw Maya Hashimoto. This Uzo confidant had a faint mark on the left side of his face.

 Curaçao: “…” Huh? Isn't this the pattern on the inside of the closet?

She understood instantly and chuckled: "Is it comfortable to sleep in the cupboard? It's not easy for such a big person to squeeze in."

Maya Hashimoto: "?!" How did this woman know!

Members of the Tangtang organization went to sleep in closets because they were afraid of night attacks. This was a lifelong shame for Maya Hashimoto in her previous life.

At this moment, Jiang Xia walked out of another nearby guest room.

 He glanced at Maya Hashimoto and pointed at his face: "Why did a mark come out? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

  “!”

In a flash of lightning, Maya Hashimoto suddenly understood everything.

He looked at Curaçao with suspicion: "Did you know where I slept last night because of this pattern? Wait, how do you know what the pattern on the inside of the closet looks like!"

 Curacao froze: “…”