Corpse collector in Conan

"!!" Ran Maori was startled by the ghostly voice and the content of his words, and suddenly shrank away from the sound, hitting the doctor and Jiang Xia.

The new doctor took her and lowered his head and asked, "Is it okay?"

Curacao couldn't help but glance here: "..." This woman is quite dedicated in school medical outfits.

Conan: "…?!” What are you doing? Take your hand away from her waist! !

He wanted to scold him loudly like this, but the faint smell of tissue floating around him made Conan take a deep breath, and he could only be forced to remain rational.

...But the things that should be interrupted must be interrupted.

Soon, the fake elementary school student seemed to be attracted by the person talking at the door. He forced himself to pass by Ran Maori and Doctor Xintui like a naughty child, separated the two people, and then asked the old lady at the door as if nothing had happened: "Old lady, What does wronged soul mean?”

The wife of the president of the gate followed him at some point. She said the words just now.

Now that she heard the guest's inquiry, she explained softly in a pious and fearful tone: "This armor is attached to General Xiuyou's wronged soul. He died tragically and full of resentment, so late at night, his soul will endure it Don't stop wandering around - anyone who sees him will soon die of a misfortune. This is his revenge on this dirty world."

As he said that, the old lady held a pair of newly made white foot bags in her arms and walked tremblingly to the armor, placed it on the altar in front of the armor, and said piously: "I hope General Xiuyou will not be able to linger. Frozen to your feet."

The president of the gate couldn't stand it anymore: "You're just looking for trouble when you do these things that are pretending to be magic every day!"

"Shut up!" Unlike his two sons, the president's wife was not afraid of him at all. She turned around and her fierce appearance was completely different from when she was offering her foot bags just now. "I did these things to atone for your evil deeds. ! ”

After saying that, the old lady turned to the armor again. While kneeling down, she murmured to her husband: "Not just now, but in fact, every year tonight, I will offer a pair of foot bags to General Xiuyou - you'd better give it more respect. It's okay to forget it in normal times, but today it's The 500th anniversary of General Xiuyou’s death... Actually, I have a premonition that a blizzard is coming..."

...

The president of the gate had no choice but to scold her a few more words, and then smiled dryly to invite the guests back to their room to rest.

The group walked through the snow in a complicated mood and returned to the guest room. As soon as I entered the door, I happened to meet Lianglang, who was holding a towel and was about to take a shower.

"You are back." Omen Ryoro looked behind them strangely, "Didn't my dad come here together?"

Jiang Xia: "The president of the gate seems to want to rest."

"That's it..." Omen Ryoro hesitated for a moment, "Then I'd better tell him tomorrow. His angry look just now was really scary. I hope he can calm his anger tonight."

As he was talking, with a slow footsteps, the old lady also returned here from the house there.

When she saw her second son, she rushed over and said, "Liang Lang!"

Damen Lianglang was stunned: "Mom, aren't you sleeping?"

The old lady ignored this sentence and just said her own affairs in a divine manner: "Lianglang, you chose to come back today, because General Xiuyou has a spirit in heaven - now only you, only you can protect him Live in this home!”

As she said that, she reached out to take out her arms and took out an old notepad from somewhere.

Soon, as if he was inheriting some treasure, the old lady solemnly handed over the notepad. Then she waved her hand and dragged her trembling steps back to her bedroom.

Curacao, Belmode and Judy's eyes immediately fell on the notebook in Damen Lianglang's hand.

Liangro, who was staring at the door of the book, was stunned by several burning gazes, saying, "Well, if you don't mind, let's watch it together?"

Back in the living room, Damen Lianglang spread his notepad on the table.

Everyone glanced at me and immediately realized that it was familiar - this was a collection of newspaper clippings, with many news cut out from the newspaper.

For a moment, everyone almost thought that the old lady was also a fan of Jiang Xia, so they specially made a collection of newspaper clippings to show him around the bush... But after a closer look at the content, they found that this was not the same as the common Jiang Xia newspaper clippings.

"On December 10, Sakura Kenichi, the president of Sakura Industry, committed suicide. According to unknown industry insiders, Sakura Industry was forced to go bankrupt because of vicious competition from Damen Industry..."

Looking at these contents, Omen Ryoro looked angry: "My dad is always doing such things!"

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!

The more Judy looked at him, the more she felt that this person had the potential to be a murderer, and she quickly spoke up and comforted her: "This is just a rumor in the newspaper, and she can't believe it all - what unknown people in the industry are obviously used to take the blame for the rumors."

However, Liangro Omen shook his head: "My family has a suit of armor that is old... When my father took you to visit, he should have shown it to you."

Everyone responded, and realized it later: "What's wrong with that armor?"

Omen Ryoro pointed to the newspaper stuck to his notebook: "Actually, this dead President Saku is the original owner of the armor."

Jiang Xia took out her cell phone and looked at today's date: "Speaking of this, it seems that the time when President Saku committed suicide was exactly today - this is a coincidence."

Vermouth's ears moved: "..." Coincidence? When you say this, it always feels like there is a subtle mockery...

Next to her, Mao Lilan thought of the mysterious old lady before, and she got goose bumps all over her body: "Yes, could it be like what the old lady said, every anniversary of the death, the wronged soul of General Hidetomo will wander in the world..."

"Where are ghosts in the world?" Daimon Ryoro shook his head helplessly, "We all know the legend of General Hidetomo in our area, so some people who died unjustly will choose the day of the Hidetomo Festival to commit suicide. This is not the first time."

The maid who was pouring tea next to her thought of this incident and sighed: "Later, the factory has been abandoned in its original place. I heard that someone encountered a ghost there. The old lady may have heard this rumor, so she always felt that every night, there would be a ghost wandering in the town."

Mauri Ran whispered: "But what if there is really a wronged soul wandering..."

"Dr. Shinde" took a sip of the teacup and blocked the smile at the corner of his lips: the little girl who is afraid of ghosts is really cute.