On the day of Su Fang Hongzi's charity gala.

All the guests arrived as scheduled, and Sufang Hongzi's adopted son also came with his band to join in the fun.

The four-member group of college students all changed into well-fitting suits, and Mr. Ota and Mr. Shigure personally drove them to the charity party venue. Soon, Sufang Hongzi's secretary welcomed them in and arranged them in the most secluded position in the hall.

The savvy secretary smiled broadly, "Shorble's mask is the highlight of this charity gala. We have already announced the news in advance. Many collectors and psychics who are interested in Shaw's mask have arrived, and there are also a large number of reporters on site."

She lowered her voice and said expectantly, "Teacher Su Fang meant that the more lively the sealing ceremony is, the better."

According to Aichuan Dongya, this female secretary and Sufang Hongzi are birds of a feather. When Sufang Hongzi swallowed up the charity donations, this female secretary also got a share of the profits. Now looking at the female secretary's positive attitude, Aichuan Dongya's words are probably true.

Xia Yujie smiled and said, "Of course we understand what Ms. Sufang means, and we are willing to try our best. But as you can see, we are still students. I am afraid it will be difficult to convince those reporters and guests that we are powerful sorcerers."

"No, no, no, you are too modest." The female secretary said quickly: "Although ordinary people do not know the existence of sorcerers, psychics and collectors who have studied this field all know the existence of sorcerers. As far as I know, a first-level sorcerer is already a rare leader in the sorcery world. Your level is enough to convince those collectors!"

"Really? That's good."

The female secretary confirmed the subsequent procedures with them and quickly trotted away. She was in charge of arranging all matters related to the charity gala, so it was no exaggeration to say that she was the busiest person in the whole place.

Al supported his head and said, "This secretary sister is quite serious about her work."

Ieiri Naoko chuckled, with a hint of teasing in her tone: "If you want a piece of the pie, how can you not be serious?"

The four high school students smiled at each other, and everything was said without words.

At this time, Mao Lilan and Edogawa Conan, who had met in the villa before, walked past them.

"Sister Xiaolan, where is uncle?"

Mao Lilan held Edogawa Conan's hand and looked for the guests' seats in the hall: "Dad? Dad said he has something to confirm with Mr. Katagiri Maki. He will be here in a while. Let's go and sit down first."

Conan Edogawa blinked and asked in a low voice: "Is it the thing that Ms. Su Fang talked to my uncle alone?"

"Eh? Well...I think so."

Al pricked up his ears to listen for a few words, then was pulled back by Gojo Satoru.

"Al, it's so obvious that you're eavesdropping."

The way he stretched his head to eavesdrop was as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was eavesdropping.

Al said: "Masters, did you hear it too?"

The three companions nodded at the same time: "Yes."

The blond-haired, blue-eyed hero volunteered, "Well, do you want me to eavesdrop?"

Xia Yujie looked at the time and said, "It will start in fifteen minutes. Go ahead, but you have to be back before the party starts."

"good."

Al pretended to go to the bathroom and found an empty corner to transform into a spirit. He walked around the corridor and successfully found Kogoro Mouri.

The famous detective Maori Kogoro is sleeping and talking with the famous photographer Katagiri Maki in an empty room.

"The lady in the photo is your wife. She was killed in a car accident ten years ago in the winter, right?"

When Alcho looked over, he saw the photo of a very beautiful oriental woman with long black hair tied up behind her head. She looked indescribably gentle and charming.

"Yes. But Mr. Maori, why are you...?"

Maori Kogoro seemed to find it difficult to speak. After a while, he said, "Can I ask why you accepted Ms. Su Fang's invitation?"

"Ten years ago in the winter, my wife unfortunately died in a car accident. Since then, I have started to pay attention to families that have become unfortunate due to car accidents. This time I accepted the invitation because I also want to do my part for the children who have lost their parents."

Wow.

Al immediately shared this new information in the team channel: "Masters, do you remember the photographer Maki Katagiri? His wife also died in a car accident ten years ago. It is said that she also died in winter. The detective is asking him about this."

At this juncture, the detective specially asked the photographer out to ask about his wife who died in a car accident ten years ago. It was really hard not to think of something.

The team channel was silent for a while, and Xia Yujie said, "Please check again and report back."

Maori Kogoro frowned and said, "I understand, Mr. Katagiri."

Katagiri Maki asked in confusion, "Why are you asking these questions?"

"...No, I was reckless, Mr. Katagiri, thank you for answering my questions. The dinner is about to start, let's go over there quickly."

Katagiri Maki looked at Maori Kogoro deeply, then politely said goodbye and left. After Katagiri Maki left, Maori Kogoro stood there for a while, muttering to himself: "What is this..."

"Uncle, is this related to Aunt Su Fang's request?"

Maori Kogoro was shocked, "Little devil, why are you here?!"

"Sister Xiaolan is worried about you, please let me come out and take a look." Conan Edogawa pulled the corner of Maori Kogoro's clothes: "Uncle, is Mr. Katagiri's wife the person that Ms. Sufang's friend hit and killed ten years ago?"

"...Nine out of ten."

Conan Edogawa asked sharply, "Why did Aunt Sufang secretly ask you to investigate this matter? Couldn't she just ask Mr. Katagiri openly?"

Kogoro Mori sighed.

“I find that strange, too.”

The expression on his face was unusually serious, as if he had vaguely realized the truth of the matter. The two detectives, one big and one small, were silent for a while, and Edogawa Conan asked softly, "Do you want to tell Mr. Katagiri?"

"...If you tell him something that has no evidence, it will only cause him more trouble."

"But I think Mr. Katagiri already knows. Ms. Sufang explained it in such detail at the dinner last week that anyone would be suspicious."

“…”

Kogoro Mori gave him a slap on the face.

"Go away, kid!"

He carried Conan Edogawa and strode towards the banquet hall, and Al in his spirit form also followed them back.

"Good evening, everyone. Thank you for taking the time to attend my charity dinner."

Su Fang Hongzi, wearing a dignified red dress, stood on the stage. Although her face was old, she still had a straight back and elegant temperament, and one could vaguely see the charm of the former Oriental canary.

——If you ignore the hideous cursed spirit behind her.

Ieiri Naoko sighed, "This cursed spirit is really following her closely."

Al said: "Other low-level cursed spirits were attracted by Xiaobul's mask, but this one only followed Sufang Hongzi from beginning to end. Does this mean that it is a cursed spirit born because of Sufang Hongzi?"

Ieiri Naoko was stunned, "You're back?"

"Um."

"That's right." Gojo Satoru laughed sarcastically and continued, "A cursed spirit will not leave its birthplace unless it is in trouble. It may have been born in Sufang Hongzi."

Being hated, feared, and despised... the evil intentions concentrated on Su Fang Hongzi formed a curse spirit, torturing her body day after day, causing her to suffer splitting headaches and sleepless nights.

What did a philanthropist in the eyes of the public do behind the scenes to be hated to such an extent?

Really interesting.

Al shared with his teammates everything he had overheard outside, and Su Fang Hongzi on the stage gave a brief speech before a more professional auctioneer took over.

"I am very happy to host Ms. Su Fang's charity auction. I hope my hosting can bring good luck to everyone present." The auctioneer said gently: "There are a total of 21 items participating in the auction. Next, I will read out the auction rules and precautions..."

Among the excited crowd, Aichuan Dongya turned around seemingly casually, looked at them from a distance, and gave them a friendly smile.

Ieiri Naoko propped up her chin and said lazily, "No wonder he is so popular. This is the charm of a mature man. Where can I buy the same sunglasses as his? These are the coolest sunglasses I have seen this year."

Gojo Satoru: “…”

He took off his sunglasses and said unconvincedly, "Doesn't this look good?"

Jia Ru Nishiko said in disgust: "Put it back on quickly, your eyes are blinding me."

Al glanced at the people on Aichuan Fuyuya's side and said to Xia Youjie: "Mr. Aichuan brought a lot of friends."

He pulled all the friends who were not originally on the invitation list over, and they were all big stars who often appeared on TV and had great influence. It was obvious that Aichuan Fuyuya was very much looking forward to their "plan" and couldn't wait to see how Sufang Hongzi would be ruined.

Xia Yujie said: "Well, thanks to them, there seem to be more reporters on the scene."

"Master, are you nervous?"

"…It's okay. But this is my first time doing something big in such an occasion, so I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous at all."

"Yeah, after all, you're still a 15-year-old kid, it's normal to be nervous."

Xia Yujie: “…”

No, I don't want to be treated as a brat by a brat like you!

As they were talking, the first item for auction was already being displayed on the stage. It was the Daitengu mask that Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru had thought was so cool.

"Is that also a cursed object?"

"No, it's just a collection, but it seems to be quite expensive."

Jia Ru Nishiko flipped through the information sent down in advance by the organizer.

"It is indeed very expensive. It can be sold for at least 10 million. Look, this is the cat mask I saw in the villa before."

Gojo Satoru said thoughtfully, "Most of the items being auctioned today are from the villa... Is she short of money?"

Logically speaking, Su Fang Hongzi's image in public is that of a person who is not troubled by money, but judging from the fact that she even sold Xiao Bu's mask, she really wants money now.

After all, for a collector, selling her most valuable collection is probably a sign that she has run out of options.

Al was curious: "How much would a Chobel mask fetch?"

"It's hard to say." Ieiri Naoko held up five fingers mysteriously, "But I heard from the grapevine that she spent this much money to buy the Shobhal mask."

Xia Yujie hissed, "Why would she, who can't even see cursed spirits, buy such an expensive cursed item?"

Al said: "As for collecting, I can understand it. Isn't the Master the same?"

"ha?"

Gojo Satoru sneered and said to Geto Suguru, "When you said, 'I must have Kayako no matter what!' and 'It is my third Curse-Infused Creature!', you were in a similar state to her, which can be called 'obsessed'."

Al nodded. "Yes, this is a typical collecting addiction."

Xia Yujie: “…”

As a cursed spirit operator, what's wrong with me pursuing rare SSR? At least I can use them after collecting them!

Ieiri Naoko couldn't stop laughing at the side.

The charity gala went on in an orderly manner, and the atmosphere in the venue gradually heated up. Two hours later, Shaw's mask was finally brought onto the stage.

The moment the red cloth was lifted, exclamations rang out one after another.

200 strange white masks are neatly arranged, and with the dim lighting, it's enough to give people a chilling feeling at first glance.

"It's Shobre's mask!"

The collectors' eyes lit up immediately.

"That's right." Su Fang Hongzi stood up and said elegantly, "Schober's mask is my most proud collection, but as you can see, I am too old now and I don't have the confidence to suppress the curse of the mask. So I plan to use this auction to find a new owner for the mask, and all donations will of course be used for charity."

She had a gentle smile and spoke sincerely. Mamoru Matsudaira led the applause for her, and soon, thunderous applause filled the hall, and everyone was excited.

Someone hesitated and said, "But Ms. Su Fang, Xiao Buer's mask carries a natural curse. It will suck the blood of the holder. This..."

"Don't worry. Ten years ago, I asked a powerful sorcerer to seal the mask. Since then, I have lived under the same roof with the mask, and we have lived in peace for ten years."

She walked up to the stage slowly and said slowly, "It just so happens that the seal is valid for ten years. Recently, the seal of the Xiaobuer mask has indeed shown signs of loosening. Every morning when I open the collection room, I can see the masks toppled over."

Collectors' attention became even more enthusiastic.

Sufang Hongzi said: "The sorcerer who helped me has passed away. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to invite the sorcerer's descendants - young Japanese first-class sorcerers. Don't look at their young age, but looking at the whole of Japan, there are not many sorcerers who are better than them."

She spread her arms and said elegantly, "Today, I have invited excellent sorcerers to perform a sealing ceremony for Xiao Buer's mask on site!"

Sealing ceremony is performed on site!

Most of the people in the audience didn't know what a sorcerer was, but they were still moved by her emotions and clapped excitedly. The thunderous applause once again echoed throughout the hall. Gojo Satoru and Ieiri Shoko walked up one after the other.

Gojo Satoru was wearing a suit, which made his 1.9-meter-tall figure look even taller and more imposing. Ieiri Naoko was also wearing a suit, but unlike Gojo Satoru's flamboyant and unrestrained look, the fitted suit made her look even more lazy and charming.

"Wow--"

This is the first reaction of many people who are obsessed with appearance.

Mao Lilan said sincerely: "It's Gojo-kun and Ieiri-san, they are so handsome!"

Maori Kogoro said in disapproval: "...At such a young age, what kind of ability can he have? Rather, the so-called Xiaobuer mask is just a gimmick, a deception."

Edogawa Conan nodded silently.

Just as Maori Kogoro said, although Suho Akena had given the guests a heads-up in advance, Gojo Satoru and Ieiri Shoko's overly young and beautiful looks still caused many guests in the audience to talk about them. They whispered to each other, and it was obvious that they did not trust the "sorcerers" who were too young.

Gojo Satoru stepped onto the stage and clapped his hands without hesitation: "Quiet!"

The guests were so shocked by his presence that they actually quieted down.

"Listen carefully, the sealing ceremony is about to begin, but because Xiaobul's mask is too powerful, please keep your mind calm and don't be tempted by the evil curse."

Everyone was shocked.

Al, who was waiting in the backstage: "..."

Xia Yujie, who was waiting in the backstage: "..."

Al complained: "Master, does he really look like a liar now?"

Xia Yujie nodded with a sad expression: "Thank you for your hard work, Nitro."

The white-haired boy completely ignored the discussions in the audience. He casually said, "Glass, give me that one. Yes, the mask in the center."

Ieiri Shoko pretended to pick up a mask of Shawbel and walked "timidly" in front of Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru imitated the evil wizards in the movies. He muttered something to the mask and made some exaggerated stroking gestures. It actually looked quite realistic.

In fact, all of these masks had been sealed last week. With the personal efforts of these three top sorcerers, the seals on these masks would definitely be effective for more than ten years.

Al seized the opportunity and said, "Master, it's almost done."

Xia Yujie nodded, and with a thought, three cursed creatures appeared from behind him.

Nagara Haruka, who was sitting in the audience, suddenly sensed the strong aura of curse. She frowned and quickly turned over a tarot card: "Be careful, there is a very strong 'ominous' here."

Ran Mao Li, who was sitting at the same table, was stunned. "Huh?"

Maori Kogoro heard this and tilted his head to feel for a long time, but he didn't feel anything ominous. He murmured, "It's just that the air conditioner is turned up high."

The expression on Conan Edogawa's face is exactly the same as Kogoro Mori's.

Rather than focusing on this bumbling charlatan, it would be better to consider the snowmobile accident that happened ten years ago...

Ieiri Shoko waited patiently for Gojo Satoru to complete the "spell" before slowly approaching Sufang Hongzi with the Schobel mask.

Su Fang Hongzi was stunned and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

This action was not in the process they had discussed in advance.

Ieiri Naoko calmly told a story: "One night, a man was walking on a mountain road, and he suddenly realized that a woman was following him. The man asked the woman, why are you following me? The woman said, I will kill anyone who knows my name."

Su Fang Hongzi was surprised and asked, "Wait, what are you talking about?"

Ieiri Naoko said calmly: "Her name is Shirai."

“…”

The moment she heard the word "Shirai", the curse from the curse on Shirai began to entangle Sufang Hongzi.

Holding the mask of Shobre with a weird smile, Ieiri Naoko said calmly, "The man said that now besides me, someone else knows your name. You might as well go find her first."

Su Fanghongzi subconsciously took a step back.

"The woman asked, who else knows my name?" Jialiu Xiaozi approached Sufang Hongzi and gently turned off the microphone on her collar. She put her ear close to Sufang Hongzi and whispered, "Now you are the only one who knows her name."

Bell——

Bells

Su Fang Hongzi suddenly heard a series of pleasant bell sounds.

——Sister Hongzi.

The moment she heard this voice, Sufang Hongzi was shocked and her face was full of disbelief. This was the voice of Aikawa Yukino, the mother of Aikawa Touya who had been dead for many years!

——Sister, please turn around and look at me.

Sufang Hongzi turned around in shock. At this moment, she was trapped in the illusion woven by the curse.

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells...

Amid the sound of crisp bells, a woman with disheveled hair and covered in blood slowly crawled out.

"ah!"

Su Fang Hongzi screamed in fright.

The woman’s face and body were covered in blood, and her original appearance could not be seen. Her limbs were twisted into sections, and she let out a dying sound from her throat: “Gug…Gug…Gug…Gug…”

In conjunction with Aikawa Yukino's previous call, Sufang Hongzi immediately associated Kayako with the woman who was hit by her car ten years ago!

"Uh... no, don't come over here... I didn't mean to leave you to die..."

Kayako's eyes were filled with hatred, and she crawled on the ground like a snake. Sufang Hongzi stepped back repeatedly and then accidentally fell to the ground.

--elder sister.

A familiar voice came from behind again. Su Fang Hongzi turned around tremblingly and saw a woman with long black hair and white clothes hanging from the ceiling, her bare feet still swaying slightly.

This is... this is... Yukino Aikawa who hanged herself? !

Su Fanghongzi was so frightened that she nearly fainted.

Al, who was hiding in the backstage, put on a wig, changed his clothes in a second, put on the old coat of Yukino Aikawa kindly provided by Aikawa Fuyuya, and "floated" out.

The rest is up to him.

There is no way. Although Zhenzi, Kayako and Shirai can create a terrifying atmosphere, they are just cursed spirits after all, and there is no way to conduct a clear "interrogation phase". Gojo Satoru once expressed doubts about the IQ of the three curses, and Geto's reply was:

"Can you keep the same IQ as the food you put into your mouth and spit out?"

Al & Gojo Satoru & Ieiri Glass: "..."

Got it. Don't say bad things about his precious cursed spirits in front of Geto.

Al put on a wig and cosplayed as the suicide of Aikawa Yukino. Under the help of Shirai's illusion, he appeared behind Sufang Hongzi and asked her, "Sister, why did you frame me?"

He actually made a woman's voice!

Su Fang Hongzi opened her mouth, already a little frightened: "...Yukino?"

There were two Aikawa Yukino, one was hanging from the ceiling, and the other was wearing the clothes she wore when she was alive, with her hair disheveled and her head down, looking at her.

Under the influence of Shirai's illusion, her cognition became confused to a certain extent, and she did not notice the abnormality of "Aikawa Yukino" at all.

"Aikawa Yukino" shed two clear lines of blood and tears: "Sister Hongzi, why did you frame me?"

"No...I didn't frame you..."

Sufang Hongzi's denial made "Aikawa Yukino" angry.

"That night, you drove drunk and hit and killed Katagiri Maki's wife. You were so scared that you asked me to take the blame for you and even threatened to take my son away from me..."

Al raised his pale hands and began to tear at his wig neurotically, making a crazy and resentful look.

"After I committed suicide, you still regarded yourself as Touya's benefactor, making him grateful to you, and even held a charity gala in the name of our poor mother and son... Tell me, Sister Hongzi, do you feel at ease with so much donation?"

Sufang Hongzi shook her head, "No, I didn't, Xueno, Xueno...please let me go..."

"Aikawa Yukino" showed a pair of blood-red eyes, her eyes were red with anger.

"My dear sister, do you know why you always have headaches all these years? It's because of me. I'm the one who's taking your life!"

"She" grabbed Su Fang Hongzi's neck and said hysterically: "Today, use your life to taste mine!"

The cursed spirit attached to Su Fang Hongzi: "..."

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"No...ah...Xue, Yukino...I...was wrong..."

The people in the audience only saw Su Fang Hongzi suddenly turn her head around, her body stiff and dazed for a while, and then she began to tremble all over.

Ieiri Naoko pretended to hold Sufang Hongzi's arm and turned on the small microphone on her collar. The people in the audience only saw Ieiri Naoko trying to support the fallen Sufang Hongzi, but was pushed away by the other party with a look of horror.

"Ah! Get away! Don't touch me! Don't touch me!"

She screamed like crazy, threw away the girl beside her and fell heavily off the stage, screaming: "I don't want to die, Xueno, please let me go, you were not this kind of person before!"

In the audience, Aichuan Fuyuya suddenly stood up and pretended to be surprised, "Yukino? Aunt Sufang, why did you suddenly call my mother's name?"

Xia Yujie, who was watching everything from the backstage: "..."

This group of people are really worthy of winning an Oscar!

The reporters present were confused, but their hands were unambiguous in pressing the shutter buttons.

Click, click, click—

Sufang Hongzi danced and screamed, "I know! I won't do this again! Yukino, please rest in peace, you are already dead, please rest in peace!"

Aichuan Fuyuya rushed onto the stage: "What are you talking about? Are you talking about Aichuan Yukino? Aunt Sufang, that's my mother!"

Sufang Hongzi stared at him with wide eyes. Behind Aichuan Dongya, a hanged man with disheveled hair was looking at her with resentment.

She panicked and hugged Aichuan Fuyuya tightly, "Fuyuya, Fuyuya, let your mother leave!"

"What?"

"I'm sorry, Touya, it wasn't your mother who killed someone with her car. It was me. I put all the blame on her. I...I apologize to you, please let her let me go!"

Although he had known the truth a long time ago, when he heard Sufang Hongzi tell the truth of that year in person, Aichuan Fuyuya couldn't help but look frightened.

He grabbed the other person's shoulders and said, "What are you talking about?! You have considered yourself my benefactor for so many years, but now you are telling me that it was you who killed someone and caused my mother to commit suicide?!"

Su Fang Hongzi ignored him and only looked at Zhenzi hanging from the ceiling. She said in horror, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please ask your mother to let me go..."

The guests were immediately shocked.

Al retreated quickly under the cover of Shirai's illusion.

Gojo Satoru snatched the hammer from the auctioneer's hand, banged it three times, and shouted, "Be quiet!"

Perhaps because his momentum was too shocking, or because everyone wanted to hear the whole gossip, the audience once again fell silent.

Lanchuan Dongya did not live up to the public's expectations and questioned fiercely: "You killed my mother, and you still have the nerve to hold charity galas for so many years in the name of our poor mother and son? How can you be so shameless? Tell me, did you really give those donations to those poor children?"

Sufang Hongzi clasped her hands together and begged, "I'm sorry, please forgive me, Touya... After I sell all these masks, I will help those poor children again, okay?!"

This sentence is equivalent to acknowledging that all previous donations were swallowed up by her alone!

Everyone was immediately enraged, and the female secretary ran up in a hurry, "Boss, what are you talking about? We have been using that money to help the children!"

"Shut up!" Aichuan Dongya said angrily, "You are in cahoots with her! You got a piece of the money she embezzled every time!"

The female secretary's momentum faltered, and she looked a little guilty.

One of the guests, Maki Katagiri, stood up, walked forward, and said to everyone present: "...the person who unfortunately died in the car accident that year was actually my wife."

The whole audience was shocked again.

Maori Kogoro, who was stunned by the show, came to his senses and said in surprise: "Kata-Mr. Katagiri?!"

Katagiri Maki smiled bitterly.

"You have already noticed, right? Yes, the one who died that year... was indeed my wife. But I didn't expect that the murderer was wrongly accused, and the one who actually killed my wife was Ms. Su Fang!"

He turned to Aichuan Fuyuya and said helplessly: "Mr. Aichuan, we are both the same victims."

Aikawa Touya had never expected that Katagiri Maki would be around, and he just stood there in a daze, expressing his feelings very sincerely. The sound of his shutter clicks sounded like dense raindrops, and the reporters present were all very excited.

Headline!

It will definitely be the headline!

This is shocking news that would take me a month to write about!

Gojo Satoru and Ieiri Naoko exchanged glances, and Gojo Satoru pretended to be impatient and said, "I really can't do anything about you. I told you that Shobler's mask is dangerous, but you still didn't raise your vigilance. Look, you've been deceived and are telling the truth, right?"

This phrase "telling the truth without thinking" is very meaningful.

In the stunned crowd below the stage, Conan Edogawa murmured: "The temptation of the mask? How is this possible..."

But if it wasn't for the temptation of the mask, how could Su Fang Hongzi suddenly go crazy? !

A reporter excitedly asked the stage: "Mr. Sorcerer, may I ask if Ms. Su Fang was influenced by the mask of Chobel to reveal these past events?"

If the purpose was simply to drive up the price of the mask, there was no need to fabricate such a topic that would ruin one's reputation!

Gojo Satoru waved his hands, acting like a master with a strange temper: "I don't feel like working anymore. Let's go, Glass!"

Al, who changed his clothes in a second, rushed out from the backstage again, acting as a bodyguard for the relatively petite Ieiri Shoko. He squeezed out the reporters who were blocking their way, and quickly returned to the backstage with Gojo Satoru and Ieiri Shoko. Seeing that they had no intention of answering, the reporters turned around and rushed to Aikawa Touya.

Edogawa Conan hurriedly said: "Wait!"

Just as he was about to chase after him, he was blocked by a swarm of returning reporters.

In the backstage, Geto Suguru took back the three Grudges and let out a breath.

"Done."

Ieiri Naoko took a deep look at Aikawa Touya, who was the center of the crowd, and said, "It looks like we don't need to say goodbye to him."

Gojo Satoru said excitedly, "Why are you still standing there? Let's go."

According to past experience, after making a big move, you must run away in time, the faster the better!

Sure enough, not long after the four of them ran away, Edogawa Conan rushed into the backstage and stopped a staff member: "Sister, where are the two sorcerers?"

The staff member was stunned. "Those four people? Oh, that's strange. They were standing here just now."

…

"The hypocritical face of philanthropist Sufang Hongzi", "Aikawa Fuya's mother was forced to commit suicide", "The tragic life story of rock star Aikawa Fuya", "The sad past of photographer Katagiri Maki", "Where did those charitable donations go?"...

"Today's newspapers and web browsers are all about yesterday's auction."

Ieichiro Nishiko held a cigarette in his mouth and turned the newspaper over.

"I heard that the police have begun to pay attention to this matter."

Al asked curiously, "Can she still be convicted of killing Yukino Aikawa?"

Ieiri Naoko shrugged her shoulders and said, "It's hard to say, but the fact that she used the name of the charity gala to embezzle money is enough to ruin her reputation."

Gojo Satoru bit his lollipop and said, "I thought her mental strength was very strong, but this is the result?"

"She is quite strong, but my Heroic Spirit and Cursed Spirit are just a little more powerful," said Kagome proudly.

"Tsk, Jay, you're almost there."

"Ha ha!"

Al, who was browsing his phone, gossiped, "Masters, I heard that Xiao Bu's mask was sold at a sky-high price overnight. Take a look."

He handed his cell phone to the nearest glass store, which had the latest price of the Shawbull mask on it. Unfortunately, the power of the Shawbull mask was hyped up by various reports overnight, and the Japanese Jujutsu Society had to step in to recycle the Shawbull mask and appease the panicked citizens.

I heard that soon all of Shobler's masks will be sent to the barrier of Tokyo Jujutsu High School for safekeeping.

Scrolling further down, there was a photo of Gojo Satoru and Ieiri Shoko wearing suits and performing a shaman dance on the stage.

Ieiri Naoko rolled her eyes and said, "Just now, the senior singer sent me a message asking me why I was in the newspaper."

For the sorcerers, the appearance of the Gojo family's six eyes and the only reversal therapist in the sorcery world in the newspaper was much more interesting than anything else. They were not very familiar with Gojo Satoru, so Ieiri Shoko's phone was bombarded with calls from gossiping sorcerers and she had to turn it off temporarily.

Xia Yujie was extremely grateful and thought: It was such a correct decision for him not to go on stage!

Gojo Satoru ruffled his hair and said, "I'm so annoyed."

He had previously taken the Zhenzi videotape from the family without saying a word, causing the Gojo family to lose a valuable collection. This time he caused trouble at an ordinary people's auction and got himself directly reported in the newspapers. The idiots at home are probably waiting for him to come home eagerly. Just thinking about it makes me upset.

Don't go back for the next few years.

The door of the classroom was opened, and Ye Mo Zhengdao walked into the classroom with a gloomy face, and slammed today's newspaper on the podium.

The four students immediately returned to their respective positions.

Ye Moth Zhengdao said meaningfully: "Well done."

The classroom was silent.

"The principle of a sorcerer is to keep a low profile in front of ordinary people. What about you?" He picked up the newspaper and pointed at Gojo Satoru and Ieiri Naoko printed on it: "Look for yourselves, are you keeping a low profile? Why didn't you tell me that Sufang Hongzi invited you to the charity dinner to seal the mask? And you secretly bribed the assistant supervisor to drive for you?!"

Gojo Satoru said innocently, "Why aren't we being low-key? Night Moth, you didn't see Al jumping around in a wig pretending to be a ghost."

Ye Moth Zhengdao: "..."

Gojo Satoru craned his neck to take a look at his newspaper. "Wow, 'Mysterious sorcerer attends charity gala, reveals Sufang Hongzi's true identity'. What a righteous title. Unfortunately, I would rather be described as an evil wizard who deceives people."

Ye Mo Zheng Dao felt that he had nothing to say, so he turned to Jia Ru Xiao Zi: "Xiao Zi, what do you say?"

Another person involved walked into Glass and said calmly, "Teacher, your newspaper is better than mine."

Ye Moth Zhengdao: "..."

Xia Yujie tried to smooth things over, "Well, well, teacher, think positively. Our school has gained a new set of famous spells, which is a good thing."

Ye Moth Zhengdao said coldly: