Ke Xue: If I know magic, I will collapse the world

Chapter 92: The Great Injustice of the Heisei Era.

“When the lights went out and everyone chased them out, I knew the opportunity was coming.”

“It must have been the hands and feet of the criminals.”

“So I asked Xiaolan to call everyone back and witness the criminal’s behavior with my own eyes.”

“This is the whole process that I, Onmyoji Chichufeng, went through when I was finally able to save Miss Shisui and catch the criminal. Snap. ”

The people next to them all applauded excitedly.

“It’s wonderful!”

“It is worthy of being the most famous Onmyoji-sama in Tokyo.”

“One ring and one ring, no criminal can escape.”

“Takashi Ichiji dared to commit a crime in front of Lord Onmyoji, he really deserved his bad luck.”

Conan glared and said breathlessly: “Brother Chichu, do you know that there is something wrong with that cup of coffee and deliberately let me drink it?” ”

Chi Chufeng looked at him.

1 A strange smile appeared on his face.

“Conan, don’t you want to be a detective?”

“There is only one truth in the case.”

“In pursuit of the truth, are you not willing to make a small sacrifice?”

“Would you like to watch criminals go unpunished?”

“Are you willing to watch the Second Order Hall sink and can’t get snow?”

“Would you like to watch Miss Yosui be frightened in vain?”

With Chi Chufeng’s words, everyone looked at Conan.

One by one, the look was like a small knife, inserting it into Conan’s body.

“Conan, how can you think that?”

Xiaolan was very upset.

If Conan could hear the favorability, it would definitely fall down. As for Haihara, they didn’t take care of him.

This little fart is so annoying.

“I, I didn’t mean that!”

Conan wanted to cry.

I’m talking about why don’t you drink that coffee yourself? But that’s how he thinks about it.

Don’t dare to say it.

Conan could think of what everyone would think. Let Chi Chufeng drink coffee, who will solve the case? By him Conan?

Although Conan has confidence in himself, others will not think so. You little fart knows how to reason.

He also dared to fight with the Yin-Yang Master Chi Chufeng.

Let you cooperate and drink a few sips of water that is lifting you up.

He could only obediently shut up, broke his teeth and had to swallow them in his stomach. It’s miserable!

I was so miserable!

I’m Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era.

How did it feel like a great injustice in the Heisei era?

“By the way, one more thing.”

Chi Chufeng suddenly remembered the soul.

“The Second Order Hall died unjustly in the hands of this person, and I must take something from him to use for his methods.”

“So that the unjust soul may know that the one who killed him has fallen under the law, lest it linger in this wall.”

Wronged souls… Lingering and not going… Everyone couldn’t help but snort and look around worriedly.

“What do you need, Onmyoji-sama, you say, we will help you get it. Mifune rolled up his sleeves. ”

“Just use his hair, you don’t need much, just the pinch on the top of your head…”

Chi Chufeng looked at it, and there were not many places occupied by the soul.

“How about that, the hair is all for him.”

President Yosui waved his hand, and several men all came on the field, one by one with scissors, and cut a long into a bald scoop.

Chi Chufeng looked at a large pile of hair in front of him, and the bald man next to him who was aggrieved like the little ladies, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

“What should I do now, my lord?”

President Yosui asked.

Chi Chufeng smiled mysteriously.

“It’s simple, set fire to yourself.”

Set fire?

Everyone gathered around. Except for spirits, it is not uncommon in this world.

Isn’t there supposed to be a very complicated set of rituals? Just set a fire?

Everyone’s faces showed a curious look.

Under everyone’s eyes, Chi Chufeng’s mouth began to chant.

“The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder that descended from the sky, and the flame of the red lotus buried deep in the ground, summoned you in my name!”

Chi Chufeng chanted words that he didn’t quite understand, while wiping his hand on the pile of hair. Fire Magic: Hand of Fire.

Rumble.

A flame rises out of thin air.

A scorched smell spread.

Of course, under the movement of the hand of thought, the soul has entered the soul space with a handful of hair. In order to improve the pressing level, Chi Chufeng designed several sets of spells and moves.

The purpose is to pretend to be forced in front of the client.

The 193 onlookers were startled by the sudden rise of flames. But after that, there was some inexplicable loss.

Watch it slowly dissipate around the flames. A strange look slowly appeared on his face.

“Is that the end of it?”

Someone thought secretly.

“Isn’t this just setting fire?”

“It looks ordinary.”

“Tokyo’s strongest Onmyoji Spirit Removal Effect?”

Everyone was muttering in their hearts, and suddenly there was a big thunder outside.

A bolt of lightning fell in the air and struck the trees next to the other wall. All the glass was shattered.

The lights in the building were also extinguished.

With a bang, the whole tree burned, like a huge torch, illuminating everyone’s terrified eyes. But that’s not the end of it.

The surrounding trees were very dense, and the flames quickly spread and the whole forest began to burn. The secluded crackled into a patch.

Groove?

What is the situation?

Everyone was dumbfounded and stared out the window. There was a look of shock on his face.