Guardian of the Goddess of Conan

At this moment, Conan, who was also looking at the masks around him, suddenly noticed that there was a small remote control placed next to a display cabinet, with only two buttons on it, each with the words ON/ OFF stands for opening and closing.

"Huh...what is this remote control for? It's so strange!"

Conan was full of curiosity for this mystery mansion, so while talking to himself, he stood on tiptoe and picked up the remote control, and pressed the ON button that represents to turn it on.

Like this kind of rude behavior that is similar to that of children and elementary school students, without the permission of the owner, flipping people's things and objects indiscriminately, in Yunfeng's past lives, there is a very appropriate adjective-bear child!

However, Yun Feng just shook his head slightly for Conan's behavior of bear children, and did not say anything. Let the death pupil go to the ramblings. Anyway, some people will take care of him.

Sure enough, when Moori Kogoro saw Conan's actions, he immediately made a fist with his right hand, and gave this impolite "bear boy" a crisp "burst".

With a fist on his head, Conan touched the painful big bag on his head, and put the remote control back in place with a bitter expression.

However, along with the opening button he pressed before, the red cloth around the mask hall that was originally used as a curtain started to rise, gradually revealing what was hidden inside...

When the people in the hall looked at the things under the curtains around them, they couldn't help but breathe in the air, especially Mao Lilan, who was standing next to Yun Feng, subconsciously covering the corners of his lips with his hands. He blurted out and made his debut:

"Oh my God, so many masks!!!"

At the same time, Xiaolan reflexively hides in her husband’s arms beside her, because there are so many masks on the display racks next to the walls. It is just a kind of present, surrounding people in all directions in the hall. status.

Moreover, there are no less than 200 masks on the display racks around this wall. They are all exactly the same, with a ghastly pale face, empty eyes, and a mouth that seems to be facing everyone with a strange smile... …

Surrounded by such dense and scary masks, even in the bright light, with so many people around, Mao Lilan couldn't help but raise a terrifying heart palpitations, and once again fell into Yunfeng's arms. Shrunk, she couldn't imagine how terrible it would be if a NPC stood here at night.

The guests around, although not as shocked as Mao Lilan, many people began to frown slightly and asked one after another:

"What are these...?!"

"It looks strange..."

After all, such an eerie mask is densely displayed around the hall, and a normal person would feel very uncomfortable.

Just as the sisters Minaho and Honami wanted to introduce them to everyone, Koizumi Hongzi, who was standing alone and quietly, suddenly raised her cold cheeks and said softly in a rather surprised tone. : "These are...showblu's masks?!"

Showburu's mask?what is that?

Hearing that, the guests including Moriran and Horigotsu Yumi all turned their attention to Koizumi Hongzi, and asked with surprise and curiosity. It was obvious that in the eyes of these people, this master of fortune telling If it is, it is much more reliable than the little maids in the two Venus Halls.

Hearing everyone's questions, Koizumi Hongzi didn't go around the corners, first he sighed with emotion, and then slowly explained with a slightly cold voice:

"Chaublu, a Spanish tragic sculptor, brilliant, but framed by the jealousy of his brother... his status, reputation and property were all taken away."

"So, he began to hate human beings. He kept making masks like a demon. After making 200 sheets, he committed suicide. It is said that the body was surrounded by masks, covered with blood, as if sucking him. Same as blood."

"Later Chaublu's reputation was restored, and these masks fell into the hands of many people, but most people who had them ended in misfortune!"

"A certain British banker, the day after he got one of the masks, was frightened while riding a horse and threw him to death."

"The French gem merchant encountered a robber and was killed."

"And so on. In short, none of the people who get the mask of Showbur will have a good end, and all have encountered various difficulties."

"Therefore, there is another name for these Chaublu masks, that is... the cursed mask!"

The cursed mask?!

After listening to Koizumi Hongzi’s explanation, there was endless surprise in the mask hall, and most of the guests began to subconsciously move away from the "cursed masks" on the surrounding walls.

Even Rear Admiral Mito Kenmitsu, who looks like "Water Proud Sky" from beginning to end, behaves like "mortals" in his eyes. He can't help taking two steps back for fear of being contaminated by something cursed. doom.

It is conceivable how strong the shock and fear brought to people by these Shaubrou’s cursed masks!

Chapter 0693 the mask of the sixth day demon!(on)

It’s no wonder that everyone’s fears and worries are so strong. According to Koizumi Hongzi’s previous words, other collectors will suffer all kinds of bad luck only if they get a mask of Showbur. And in this masked hall , But collected 200 cursed masks, as long as it is a normal person, it will have a sense of fear.

At this moment, many people can’t help but wonder, Ms. Su Fang’s hobby for collecting is really irritating, and her sudden death is not cursed by the Shaw Blu mask. Here, it’s really evil enough. !

Looking at the cursed masks placed on the surrounding wall display racks, even though Yunfeng had been mentally prepared before, he was still shocked, because only by being on the scene can he feel the dense and strange masks. The impact brought to people's vision and heart.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman who was about 40 years old, with short hair and glasses, dressed as a secretary, walked out of an inner room of the mask hall. Seeing that the two sisters Shimokasa nodded to her. Everyone understands that this should be the secretary and bodyguard of Su Fang Hongzi, Ms. Inaba Kazudai mentioned earlier.

After entering the hall, Kazuyo Inaba bent slightly towards the guests, and after a polite bow, he said with a touch of sadness:

"Ms. Koizumi is right. These Shaoblu masks are the most satisfying collection of Teacher Su Fang."

"But please rest assured that the death of Teacher Su Fang has nothing to do with these cursed masks."

once……?!

At this time, as a famous detective, Conan has keenly captured the key words in Inaba Kazuyo’s discourse, and started to reason in his heart that these "cursed masks" are Su Fang Hongzi’s most proud collection ever. Said that in the future, what should she get more precious and satisfying collections instead?

This made Conan a little surprised. These 200 Shauburu's cursed masks are already precious and weird enough. What other collections can be more satisfying than this for the mask-loving Su Fang Hongzi?!

Around, when the guests heard that Su Fanghongzi's sudden death had nothing to do with these cursed masks, many people breathed a sigh of relief. After all, no one wanted to be entangled in inexplicable bad luck.

At this time, Concubine Yingli, who had been holding her arms in her arms and standing quietly, finally couldn't help it anymore, gently supporting her black-rimmed glasses with her hands, and asked calmly:

"Secretary Inaba, can we get back to business?"

"How did Ms. Su Fang pass away?"

Regarding the rumors of the mask curse, the queen of the law and politics is completely in the left ear and out the right ear. She previously promised her daughter Xiaolan will abide by the rules here, but it does not mean that she will believe these messy strange talks. , If there is a curse in the world, it would be ridiculously naive to have judges and police officers.

When Inaba Kazuyo watched Fei Yingri's voice just fell, all the guests looked at themselves with doubts and eagerness. Knowing that it was not time to go around the corner, they first signaled everyone to find a place to sit down. He sighed heavily, showing a trace of fear and horror in his expression, slowly narrating to everyone:

"Oh, how should I put it, Teacher Su Fang's death really has nothing to do with Xiao Bulu's mask..."

"But... also really has a relationship with the face..."

"I have said before that the 200 masks of Xiao Bleu belong only to teacher Su Fang's most satisfying collection. This is because, a month ago, her old man got a more happy and proud mask. She is regarded as a treasure, inseparable from each other."

A more satisfying mask collection?!

What could it be?!

Hearing this, Conan secretly said in his heart. It was exactly the same as what he had analyzed before. The guests all around were all beginning to talk and start to wonder, there are even more weird things?!

Yun Feng, on the other hand, was comforting Morilan next to him, and the two wives of Yumi Horigo, who also began to have some palpitations. At the same time, he also sighed in his heart, and the plot changed suddenly from the original story. Finally... come yet?

When the guests in the mask hall gradually calmed down, Inaba Kazuyo continued to speak:

"Everyone is right. Teacher Su Fang's new collection is really more precious than Shaw Blu's mask..."

"Because that mask is the legendary mask of Oda Nobunaga, the sixth demon king!"

What... The mask of the sixth day demon king?!