As a Scholar in Conan, I Am Actually an Onmyoji

Looking at the handsome and handsome Sagawa Yan, the bald collector showed an ambiguous smile, "I understand, then this classmate will come and take a look at my collection."

Sagawa: ? ? ?

What do you understand? From the way you talk, I feel uncle, you can't survive tonight.

Chapter 44 The Demon Sword

outside the reception area

Uncle Mori and Conan are trying Xiaolan in three halls.

"Xiao Lan, why are you here?"

Unexpectedly, Xiaolan didn't eat this set at all, "I just wanted to ask you, Dad, why are you here with Conan as a child?"

As she said that, Xiaolan habitually went to hold Conan's hand, suddenly thinking of Sagawa Yan's words in the morning, and the strange drumbeat at night, her hand stopped in mid-air and retracted.

Conan noticed this, but didn't care.

Maori Kogoro justified his grievance, and said in a low voice, "I'm here to work. As for this kid, he came with him."

"So you came to work with a six-year-old child?"

Xiao Lan put her hands on her hips, her eyebrows stood upright.

Yuanzi, who was watching from the side, was sweating coldly, "No matter how many times I watch it, Xiaolan like this has changed a lot from usual."

Marudenjiro in the reception room took out his own collection. In order to please the Suzuki Foundation, there were even a few treasures that he liked very much.

Sagawa Yan checked them one by one. The armor of the sixth day Demon King Oda Nobunaga seems to be genuine, but it is useless. Pass, Tokugawa Ieyasu's samurai sword may also be true, but it is useless, it is still pass.

Seeing that Sagawa Yan went all the way, he didn't like one of his favorites, and the expression on Danjirou's face became more and more ugly. This was like hitting a collector's face. Can't stop him.

"This classmate, wait a moment, I just remembered that I have another treasure that I forgot to take out."

After Marudenjiro finished speaking, he trotted to the back without waiting for Sagawa to speak.

When he came out again, he was holding a weapon covered with a black veil in both hands.

The bald collector's face was full of smugness, he lifted the curtain, and it turned out to be a samurai sword in a scabbard.

"The treasured sword - Kikuchiyo, a treasured sword that has been handed down from the Warring States Period, its long history and the legend of the demon sword left after it killed 77 people have made it worth a lot. It is said that every owner of it will die."

Maru Denjiro's expression was very strange at this time, and with his deliberately gloomy voice, it was estimated that he could really scare many people.

It's a pity that Sagawa's words are invalid. He just looked at Marudenjiro like a fool. You are talking about demon swords and curses in front of an onmyoji?

What's more, Sagawa Yan has already asked the system, this demon sword is neither a medium nor an equipment, and it does not have any special effects.

Seeing that he couldn't scare Sagawa Yan, Maruden Jiro embarrassedly put away his rich facial expressions, "I made you laugh, but this is really the legendary demon sword Kikuchiyo."

"Nothing, but there may not be any antiques I like in these. I'm really bothering you."

Sagawa made a bow and planned to leave.

According to Maru Denjiro's original temper, he should have scolded people at this time, but the Suzuki consortium behind this kid couldn't afford to offend him, so he endured it.

"You walk slowly."

Sagawa Yan walked out of the reception room, and Sonoko, who was waiting outside, greeted him, "Do you have a favorite antique?"

He shook his head, "Forget it, looking for antiques is not a one-time thing, let's go back, how about you, Xiaolan?"

Sagawa Yan suddenly asked Xiaolan.

"Uh, me, I'll wait for Dad, just go back with him."

Xiaolan hesitated and replied.

"Then we'll wait for you together," Sagawa said.

"Yeah, let's go back together if we come together."

The bald collector also came out at this time, and he said with a bad expression, "Detective Maori, let's go to the main room and have a good chat!"

It looks like Uncle Maori is about to suffer a disaster...

Sagawa Yan thought without sympathy, and didn't care that the culprit was actually himself.

Sure enough, they could hear Marudenjiro's roar from outside the room.

"How did you become a detective and want to get money without taking a picture of your face? Dreaming!"

"I tell you, I'll give you another day, and I'll change the detective without a frontal photo!"

...

Sonoko and Xiaolan were chatting about the girls, Sagawa Yan didn't lean over, but instead thought about the Kakutani conjecture, and Conan was also looking at the water in the pool boredly.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, as if someone was coming.

Marudenjiro went to pick up the guests alone but never came back.

"so slow"

Everyone has been waiting for a long time to see the bald collector come back.

The system suddenly reported, "Master, there is a spirit of resentment that is rapidly taking shape!"