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() Conan looked at Ogata, and since he had revealed his identity as Kudo Shinichi, he reasoned without the slightest concealment: "This old house has been abandoned for many years, but the strange thing is that the water source has not been cut off. The real estate company will not be kind enough to provide drinking water to a house that has been taken care of by everyone who has died. [Please search on Baidu, read the latest chapters of popular novels first!] And when we came in, there was a door on the side of the old house. The newly built wooden door, which is still very new, seems out of place with the other mottled walls, and it should have been installed later to make it easier to enter and exit the house."

"That makes sense." Ogata nodded, and he asked with a smile, "You haven't told me that you don't go home to sleep in the middle of the night, so why come here to join in the fun?"

"Huh?" Conan's expression suddenly became awkward. He couldn't tell Ogata that he and a few little ghosts gathered together to play a haunted house adventure game in this abandoned old house.

Seeing that he didn't want to answer, Ogata didn't force it: "Your partner probably met a living person living in this ancient house."

"Well, it was Mitsuhiko who made the sound just now, and that scream was definitely not a simple matter." Conan couldn't help but said worriedly, but he ignored the word "living person" that Ogata used in his words.

Ogata said softly to Conan: "Go back to the room and take care of those two brats, I'll go and see."

After hesitating for a while, Conan nodded slightly. This is the best way to deal with it, because in such a dangerous old house, if you go to disperse, it is easy to get lost and copy Mitsuhiko's situation.

After Conan returned to the room, Ogata breathed a sigh of relief, and it was considered to have solved a problem. If he really encountered the evil spirit he just met, with this stinky boy around, how easy it is to do it!

Lighting up the lighter again, Ogata slowly approached in the direction where the brat lost just now.

In the dark and quiet long corridor, a door was opened, Ogata lowered the voice he could make, and walked into the room gently, but found that there was no one there.

"Huh?" Flicking around with the flame of a lighter, there was no entrance or exit, and he was sure that the scream came from here, because there seemed to be a smell of food left here, which should be other than those little ghosts. brought in by a man.

He bent down and looked at the floor under his feet with the light of the lighter. In the subconscious mind, the entrance and exit will be set around, because this is common sense.But as a forensic doctor, reverse thinking will prompt him to maintain an interest in the upper and lower sides.

Sure enough, an authentic entrance was found in a floor with obvious gaps.

Ogata forcefully moved the switch of the tunnel, and slowly the entrance floor opened, opening an underground tunnel that could accommodate an adult to drill down.

Through such a tunnel, the speculation of Ogata and Conan was also confirmed.In this abandoned old house, some people have lived there for a long time.

"Not good." With a heartbeat, Ogata clearly felt that the moment the tunnel opened, a surge of hostility surged from the entrance of the tunnel, and there was a weeping ghost cry, full of sorrow and anger.

Wrapping his windbreaker tightly, Ogata quickly walked in through the tunnel, which was dimly lit. He put the lighter in his pocket, and took out the talisman glasses he had put away before and put it on.

In the blood-red world, the hostility is like a whirlpool, rising sharply, bringing people great negative emotions, including anger, pain, and terror!

"Ah!!!!" There was a scream, and then Ogata smelled the familiar rancid smell, and the feeling of suffocation in his nose made him protect himself with aura, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Ogata only had time to look at the underground world hidden in the entire ancient house. It was a place similar to a prison cell. Under the mosaic of iron bars and iron bars, in the corner, there was a sweaty, wide-eyed man curled up. The long-haired crazy man looked at the not far away in horror, the guy who was covered in rancid smell and became terrifying.

The person possessed by the evil spirit was another woman, who also had long hair, but under the messy hair, there was a pale and ugly face like paper, and a pair of green eyes that did not look like human beings. , the lips were purple, and the skin all over his body was wrinkled, exuding strong uneasiness.

Unfortunately, Ogata guessed it, and the evil spirit finally chose to use the method of possession to fight against himself.

But what Ogata didn't expect was that it had already been hurt to a certain extent. At this time, the degree of hostility condensed did not weaken, but increased.

This just goes to show one thing...

"They killed you?" Ogata stood calmly at the entrance of the tunnel stairs, looked at the terrifying woman, and seemed to tell her, but in fact it was the raging demon inside his body.

The woman's surroundings were dark and distorted, her eyes were cold and terrifying, when looking directly at her, even Ogata, who was in a good mood, would feel his scalp numb, like falling into an ice cave.

She didn't speak, but picked up a knife blade placed on the dining car from her side. The muscles of her face became distorted, the corners of her mouth cracked, and the whole authentic voice sounded, it was a sad and indignant laughter.

"Finally...Finally...let me come back!" She suddenly turned around and looked at the shivering man in the prison, her voice became unfamiliar, like a thick male voice.

Hearing this voice, the man hiding in the cage stood up in fright, leaned close to the back wall, and looked at the woman who looked like this with some fear: "No! No!"

Listening to the familiar voice, he looked like a maniac, desperately covering his ears, closing his eyes, trembling in pain, choosing the way of escaping not to listen or to see.

"Bastard!" Under the woman's ferocious face, the hatred in the eyes became more and more intense, and the blade in her hand was gripped even tighter, and the blade shone brightly and coldly under the light.

Ogata glanced at this underground world, grabbed a wooden stick from a corner, and walked straight towards the woman possessed by the evil spirit.

"Don't meddle in your own business!" The woman turned around abruptly, holding the blade, and stabbed at Ogata frantically!

The light of the knife shone in mid-air, Ogata swayed his feet, swayed his body sideways, and took advantage of the situation to avoid the stabbing blade. The wooden stick in his hand was activated instantly, and the force came from the wind, and it hit the woman's back in an instant.

In the United States, there is no karate or judo, and what Ogata has learned is superficial free fighting.If it is against Xiaolan, maybe it may not be possible to beat her.But to deal with some ordinary people, the application of fists and feet is more than enough...

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