He subconsciously thought he was wrong.

"Dad...Dad..." Mao Lilan hurriedly called out Mouri Kogoro again in panic.

"What's wrong?" Mori Kogoro and Conan woke up.

"On TV..." Xiaolan lowered her head and said.

"There's nothing on the screen." Mori Kogoro glanced at the TV.

All I see are black and white dots all over the screen.

"How could it be..." Xiaolan looked at the TV in disbelief.

"Did you read it wrong?" Mori Kogoro turned on the lights in the house.

"That," Otoi Hiroshi stood up, "I think Xiaolan read it right. When I woke up just now, I did see a woman's face covered with burns."

"Hey, it's already so late." Mori Kogoro looked at the time, "Why is this old guy so sleepy?"

"Anyway, you stay here first, and I'll make it easier for you. When the old man wakes up, tell him that we're going back."

After speaking, he left the room.

Hiroshi Otoi noticed that Conan was playing with the TV, so he walked over and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Conan shook his head: "There is no video tape in the TV."

Hiroshi Otoi thought for a while and asked, "Is there any way to play the video on TV without a video tape?"

"Is there a method?" Conan thought for a while, and the glasses continued to reflect light, "There really is."

In the corridor, Mori Kogoro muttered with his pockets in his pocket: "I can't stand it, what the hell is there in this world..."

As soon as he opened the toilet door, he was choked by the peculiar smell in the toilet.

"What's the matter with this toilet, it stinks to death and is dark as hell." He said with disgust.

In the house, Mourilan kept calling Otonashi Yoshiichi, but he still didn't wake up.

"Student Otoi, come and take a look." Mao Lilan hooked Otoi Hiroshi.

"what happened?"

"What's the matter with the old man not waking up?" she said.

Otoni Hiroshi's complexion changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward and put his finger on Otonashi Fang's carotid artery.

"call……"

Feeling Otonashi Yoshiichi's still normal pulse, Otoni Hiroshi breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought that the god of death would exert strength after waking up from sleep.

"He's fine. Maybe it's just that he slept relatively dead." Otojing Hiroshi said.

"That's it." Mao Lilan put her hands on her chest with some concern.

Ever since I came to this apartment, I have heard and seen some frightening things.

It's a field she's not good at.

The sound of the toilet flushing came from the corridor, and Yoshikazu Otonashi also slowly woke up.

Otoi Hiroshi just wanted to say goodbye to him.

Then I heard Kogoro Mori's tragic wailing.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Chapter 117 The So-called Undead Is Just Some People's Prank

Conan quickly glanced at Hiroshi Otoi, and then the two ran to the corridor to observe the situation.

I saw Mori Kogoro sitting on the wall of the corridor in fright, his face full of panic.

"What's the matter, uncle." Otoi Hiroshi asked.

"Blood." Mori Kogoro pointed to the toilet, "The water in the toilet has turned into blood."

"No way..." Xiaolan became even more frightened.

At this time, several tenants living on the first floor came up the stairs.

"What are you doing? You haven't been quiet all night." Mr. Peony, who wrote the thesis, questioned.

"The water in the toilet has turned into blood..." Xiaolan explained.

"Oh? Looks like the show is about to begin." Fancho Kikuji said excitedly.

"It's so stupid," Peony walked towards the toilet, while opening the lid of the water tank on the toilet, "it must be someone's prank, adding paint to the water tank, it's not easy."

It's just that there is no trace of tampering in the water storage tank.

Otoi Hiroshi walked in and took a look at the situation inside and said, "I don't see anything unusual."

It's just that he smelled a faint strange stench.

I have some guesses in my heart.

"Could it be that you have hematuria?" Mr. Peony asked.

"You have hematuria!" Mori Kogoro yelled, "As soon as I flushed the water in the toilet turned red."

"Oh, it's starting." Fancho Kikuji suddenly looked out the window of the corridor.

Everyone followed his gaze, only to see a strange ghost appeared on the window of the corridor.

In the current gloomy environment, it looks extremely terrifying.

"Ah!" Xiaolan exclaimed, "What is this, what is this!"

"You'll know it right away." Fancho Kikuji put it in his pocket, "It's the ghost who came for revenge, hahaha."

"This is the woman who died in the park, undead." He stretched out his hand to open the window.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

Because at this moment, Hiroshi Otoi suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Whether it's an undead remains to be verified, why don't we take a look at what's outside the window first." Hiroshi Otoi pulled him aside.

Then he carefully opened half of the window and poked his head out.

"How is it?" Xiaolan asked in a low voice.

"Nothing." Hiroshi Otoi stretched out his phone and took a picture of the window, "But it seems that the so-called undead are just some people's prank."

He put the picture taken by his mobile phone in front of everyone.

On the screen, a bunch of moths densely crowded on the window, forming a human-shaped picture.

"Can you tell me about the girl who was burned to death four years ago?" Hiroshi Otoi looked at Yoshiichi Otonashi.

"There were two murderers who killed that girl, and one of them was seen by witnesses, and his portrait is still posted on the electric pole below." Otonashi Yoshiichi said.

"However, this old gentleman was the only one who lived here before the murder." Bancho Kikuji added.

Otoi Hiroshi called Conan over and said something to him in a low voice.

Conan ran to the side.

Just when everyone was about to leave, Hiroshi Otoi stopped them.

"What's the matter?" Mr. Peony asked impatiently.

Otoi Hiroshi spread his hands and said, "Don't you want to know the truth of the whole thing?"

"The truth?" Bancho Kikuji came over, "What do you want to say?"

"Don't worry. Why don't I tell you about these moths first." Otoi Hiroshi said.

"The so-called ghost is nothing more than someone using pheromones, which are commonly used to repel pests-female moths. Just paint a human figure on the gauze, cut it out with black paper, and stick the eyes and mouth on the gauze. The moths gather on the windows when they smell the scent."

"Looks like a ghost peeking inside the house at night. Just check what's left on the window."

"Then, what about the others?" Bancho Kikuji asked again.

"Others..." Hiroshi Otoi hadn't finished.

"Ah la la?" Conan's voice came from the bathroom on the first floor. 23sk.net

"What's wrong?" Everyone ran to the toilet door.

"You can't flush the water here, and it still smells so bad that I don't know what's going on." Conan pointed to the toilet and said.

"Tch, let me take a look." Fancho Kikuji walked into the toilet.

"Although it stinks here," he pressed the flush switch, "but the flush doesn't..."

I saw that after he pressed the flush switch, the flushed water gradually turned red, like blood.

"Why is the water... dyed red..." There was something wrong with the expression on his face.

"What's going on here!" He couldn't help but back away in fear.

"This time it's the TV in Uncle's room again..." Conan said again.

Everyone quickly followed Conan to the room of Bancho Kikuji.

At this moment, the TV in his room was turned on.

The face of a burnt woman appeared on the TV screen, black blood dripping from the rotting corpse.

"Yes, that's it, that's the woman I saw in Mr. Otonashi's room just now!" Mao Lilan pointed to the TV and said.

After speaking, he quickly hugged Mori Kogoro's arm tightly.

"It's impossible, it's impossible..." Fancho Kikuji couldn't believe it.

He quickly squatted down to search for something.

"What are you looking for?" Conan was a little puzzled, "There is no video tape in here."

"Who is it, who is playing tricks?" He slowly exited the room, and when he looked back, the same ghost that he had just seen appeared in the corridor on the first floor.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, because that..."

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