Chapter 2704 2716 [New Killing Aura Evaluation]
When high school students are looking for their rooms.
Gin mingled with the other passengers, adjusted his hat, and walked into the hall in a low-key manner.
At this moment, he paused and looked up suddenly, and saw a man in a black windbreaker and a bowler hat carrying a heavy bag, walking down the stairs step by step.
Gin: “…” Colleagues?
But soon, after seeing the other person's face clearly, Gin decisively rejected this idea - the man was wearing a plain white mask, and from a distance he looked like a mannequin in a shopping mall. Such an exaggerated dress was not something that an organization member would choose.
He looked away and continued doing his own thing.
The man in black, who was dressed similarly to him, looked at Gin's back from a distance, then walked down the last step and came to the front desk.
It turns out that this dress is indeed very eye-catching and very impressive.
The manager didn't even need to recall the past, he immediately remembered this strange guest who rarely went out. He showed the proper hospitality attitude and asked respectfully, "Mr. Tsunegen? What can I do for you?"
The strangely dressed guest said nothing. He just took out a key with his heavily gloved hands and dropped it on the counter.
"Uh..." The hotel manager tried to interpret his behavior, "Are you checking out?"
The masked man nodded.
"Okay." Although there was one less guest, the hotel manager was relieved. "I'll do it for you right away."
Soon, the procedure was completed.
The masked man left the hotel carrying two heavy bags, and walked quietly into the forest like a resentful shadow.
The masked man walked through the dense, humid fog and finally stopped beside a swamp.
With a thud, the black windbreaker, top hat and mask were thrown to the ground in front of him, followed by the two extremely heavy pieces of luggage.
The luggage fell to the ground with a thud, and the swamp that looked like flat land at first glance began to wriggle, gradually swallowing up all the things, leaving no trace.
…
Hotel room.
Jiang Xia put away his luggage, stretched comfortably, and began to count today's gains.
The output of murderous alcohol remained stable as always. The output of iced black tea decreased slightly. However, considering that Gin was nearby, few members of the organization dared to break the law in public. Jiang Xia sighed and tolerantly forgave the younger brother's abnormal performance.
Of course, compared to these, his attention was more focused on another murderous aura.
"It looks a little different from other murderous auras." Jiang Xia plucked a small strand from the foggy murderous aura, wrapped it in ghost mint, and ignited it with a click of a lighter.
The ghosts gathered around with curiosity and anticipation: unlike the other murderous auras that had obvious flavors, the murderous aura of the "Hell Puppet Master" had no recognizable flavor.
But now he lit the ghost mint and took another puff, and the ghosts suddenly became silent.
——It's like taking a bite of an electrically charged thundercloud, and your mouth feels numb. If you say it's unpalatable, the taste seems particularly different. But if you say it's delicious, it doesn't really have much of a taste.
After thinking for a while, Miyano Akemi suddenly had an idea. She tugged at Jiang Xia's sleeves and pointed to the side with her little finger.
Jiang Xia followed her short hand and looked over, his eyes fell on another murderous aura that smelled like iced black tea.
The next moment, the psychic who was also good at innovation understood what Miyano Akemi meant. Jiang Xia put out the cigarette on his fingertips, stretched out his hand and pulled a little bit of the murderous aura with the flavor of iced black tea, blending it into the cigarette, and then shook the cigarette.
After the flavors were mixed evenly, he lit the ghost mint again.
The faint smoke rose again, and Jiang Xia took a sip with anticipation, his eyes slightly brightened - the originally refreshing iced black tea seemed to be injected with bubbles, and it turned from an ordinary tea drink into a carbonated drink. The bubbles in the metaphysical version were large and strong, and when it first entered the mouth, it was like taking a handful of popping candy, and after a while, it turned into a wonderful drink like cola.
Jiang Xia's eyes changed as he looked at the strange murderous aura. He picked it up and sorted it out again, then stuffed it into the innermost layer of the inventory, placing it next to the colorless murderous aura.
"The candidate that Hashimoto Maya found this time is very good." Jiang Xia nodded secretly, "I hope he can work harder and bring people to the island as soon as possible."
Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the room from outside.
"Jiang Xia." Suzuki Sonoko's voice came through the door, "Come down and have something to eat. The restaurant here has a lot of specialties! There's even a magic-themed set menu. If you go too late, it will be gone."
"Magic-themed set meal?" Jiang Xia remembered the rose salad that had exploded in front of him not long ago, and opened the door, "Let's go and take a look."
The group arrived at the restaurant and found out that the so-called magic-themed set meal was just a piece of seaweed in the shape of a black top hat placed on the rice.
Conan poked the seaweed speechlessly: "..." If you don't know, you might think it's a gin-themed set meal... Speaking of which, where did Gin go? If I remember correctly, he also got off the bus at this stop. What on earth is this guy going to do in Hokkaido?
Just as he was thinking, suddenly, a buzzing sound was heard, interrupting his thoughts.
Conan turned around in surprise, and then found that the sound came from Jiang Xia: "Could this be..."
Jiang Xia nodded, reached into his pocket, and took out a familiar black-and-white screen mobile phone - it was the special phone for performance broadcasting sent by the Hell Puppet Master.
"It seems that the puppeteer of hell has a new performance." Jiang Xia took a mouthful of rice and casually pressed the hands-free button.
Sure enough, soon, a gloomy and cold voice came from the receiver: "Welcome to the Corpse Field."
"?!" Hearing this voice, the two people who had just entered the room suddenly turned their heads and looked over here.
Officers Sato and Takagi, who had just finished inspecting the train, didn't even have time to eat a bite of food before they were immersed in new clues.
They rushed over and said bitterly into the microphone: "Where did you put the body of the head of the magic troupe?"
"Don't worry, don't worry." The person on the other end of the phone laughed, "In fact, I have already returned the Mountain God Captain to you."
As if to echo his words, a muffled scream of "Ah" was heard in the distance.
Jiang Xia glanced over there, picked up his phone, and rushed over with the others.
The screaming came from the nearby guest room area.
Jiang Xia climbed up the stairs and stopped. He saw the fake psychic sitting on the ground at the door of Room 219 at the corner of the corridor, looking in horror at the half-open door.
"Are you okay?" the righteous detective asked as he ran past him to the door.
When they pushed the door open, a gloomy and terrifying scene jumped into everyone's eyes.
(End of this chapter)
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