Ke Xue: I know magic and I want to destroy the world

"Okay, no problem..."

Mouri Kogoro stepped on the accelerator, and the car speed suddenly increased.

While speeding on the road, he suddenly saw a dead tree lying on the road ahead, and Mouri Kogoro hurriedly stepped on the brakes.

"careful!"

Chi Chufeng quickly protected Mao Lilan in his arms, using his strong body to help her block the impact of the sudden braking.

sizzle...

With the sound of tire rubbing, the whole car suddenly drifted sideways, leaving a few black marks on the road, and stopped tightly beside the dead tree.

After the car stopped, Chi Chufeng let go of Mao Lilan and asked with some worry: "Xiaolan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, you're not hurt, are you?"

Mao Lilan shook his head first, and then looked at Chi Chufeng up and down. On the contrary, he was a little worried that he had been accidentally injured just now.

"I'm in trouble, oh, it hurts me so much."

A painful voice sounded from behind Chi Chufeng.

Chi Chufeng looked back and saw that a big bump had been knocked out of Conan's head, and he kept screaming.

Because Chi Chufeng protected Mao Lilan in his arms, the two of them just hit Conan directly under the action of inertia.

If it wasn't because Conan's head was relatively hard, he just acted as a cushion, but it would not be as simple as a big bump on his head, and he might bleed a little.

"Damn it! Who did it?"

Mori Kogoro got out of the car cursing, and shouted angrily: "Isn't it intentional to hurt people by pouring dead trees on the road?"

Mouri Kogoro was suddenly startled. On the dead tree in front of him, there was a piece of paper stuck with a dagger.

"Dad, what is this?"

Mao Lilan, who got out of the car immediately, also noticed the suspicious white paper, picked it up curiously and looked it over.

On the other side of the white paper, there were some scraps of paper taken from newspapers and magazines, woven into a strange letter.

"Never help Su Fang Hongzi hold a charity party, otherwise you will definitely regret it, Curse Masked Messenger."

After reading the contents of the letter, Mori Kogoro couldn't help snorting coldly: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

"Curse, curse the Masked Messenger?"

Mao Lilan was most afraid of ghosts and ghosts. Looking at this strange letter, she suddenly felt a little frightened. She quickly turned back and leaned into Chi Chufeng's arms, feeling much more at ease.

When Conan heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a thoughtful expression.

As a famous high school detective, Conan would definitely not believe in ghosts and gods. He would rather believe that this is a warning letter. It seems that the banquet tonight is not so peaceful.

Chi Chufeng was not surprised. Conan and Mouri Kogoro were dispatched at the same time. How could the case not be triggered?

Moreover, before he came, he had already roughly remembered the case and had no intention of participating in this revenge case. He just wanted to see if there was anything weird about the cursed mask.

Chapter 438 The cold beauty fortune teller

"Chichusang, give me your hand and help me move it away."

After putting away the strange letter, Mouri Kogoro greeted Chi Chufeng.

"I'll do it myself."

Chi Chufeng reached out and put one end of the tree trunk, and easily lifted it off and threw it to the roadside.

Seeing his unscientific power, Mouri Kogoro and Conan looked confused.

After almost having an accident, Maori Kogoro did not dare to drive. Chi Chufeng returned to the driving seat, Mao Lilan sat next to him, and the four of them continued to drive towards the mansion where Su Fanghongzi lived.

Nearly a quarter of an hour later, the car drove into a luxurious mansion.

Different from the deserted and desolate scenery along the way, the tall villas surrounded by coniferous forests are eye-catching.

Brick-red walls, unique European style, although not as spectacular as the Twilight Villa, the atmosphere is very good, and there is no such a gloomy feeling.

After passing through the outermost iron gate, Chi Chufeng drove the car to the parking lot and parked it. Several people got out of the car and came to the main entrance of the mansion.

"It's really amazing!"

"This mansion is magnificent."

Looking up at the seven or eight-meter-high arch in front of them, both Mouri Kogoro and Conan couldn't help showing a somewhat surprised expression.

Although the mansion in front of me is not as huge as the Suzuki Manor, this is the first time I have seen this strange big arch.

"Kakkaka."

The sound of a shutter button suddenly sounded, attracting their attention.

A few meters away from Chi Chufeng and the others, a middle-aged man wearing a black coat and scarf was taking pictures of the mansion in front of him with a camera.

"Eh????

After Mao Lilan saw the man's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Isn't that man Masaki Katagiri?"

"Who is Katagiri Masaki?" Mouri Kogoro asked doubtfully.

"He is a very famous photographer."

Mao Lilan said with a smile: "Over the years, he has traveled all over the world and took pictures of the beautiful scenery of many countries. I have seen his introduction in magazines."

Just as Mao Lilan introduced Katagiri Masaki, two more cars drove over from outside, and two figures got out of the car immediately.

"Ouch!"

After Mori Kogoro saw the face of the visitor, he couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Aren't you the home run king, Mamoru Matsudaira?"

Matsudaira, who was tall, muscular and dark-skinned, was stunned for a moment when he saw these people. Then he bowed respectfully and said, "It turns out it's Onmyoji-sama. I'm so lucky."

"Are you Akachu-sama?" Upon seeing this, Katagiri Masaki also walked over quickly and bowed.

Chi Chufeng smiled slightly at them and said hello.

Mouri Kogoro said from the side: "I am the famous detective Moori Kogoro. You two should also be invited to be guests at next week's charity party, right?"

"Yes!"

Matsudaira Shouhan nodded with a smile.

"Wow! What a beauty!"

Mori Kogoro's gaze was suddenly attracted by the beautiful figure behind Mamoru Matsudaira, and his eyes sparkled.

"Could it be Miss Nagara Haruka?"

"Who is Nagara Haruka?"

Facing Conan's puzzled gaze, Mao Lilan smiled and said: "She is the most popular carrot card fortune teller on TV and magazines now. Dad always watches her show recently."

Hearing that he was a fortune teller, Chi Chufeng took a second look.

It’s hard to tell whether Nagara Haruka’s divination skills are effective, but she is indeed a beauty.

Nagara Haruka is tall and straight, even wearing a loose plush coat, it is difficult to conceal her uneven figure.

Moreover, this woman has a beautiful appearance, and the tear moles at the corners of her eyes add a bit of style, exuding a cold aura all over her body, she is such a glamorous beauty.

Nagara Yao walked up to him, looked at Chi Chufeng, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

She pretended to be calm and bowed.

Chi Chufeng is the ceiling of the divination world, and Nagara Haruka dare not disrespect him.

However, it is precisely because Nagara Haruka also relies on divination for a living, so she has no special respect for Onmyoji in her heart.

Everyone is a charlatan, you are just a better deceiver, so what's so cool about it?

With the intention of striking first, Nagara Haruka cast his eyes on the mansion in front of him, and his slender eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Miss Nagara Haruka, is there something wrong here?" Mamoru Matsudaira couldn't help but worry when he saw this.

Although Matsudaira looks old, he just looks mature. In fact, he is only 24 years old this year, one year younger than Nagara Haruka.

In addition, Matsudaira Mamoru is also a fan of Nagara Haruka, and he strongly believes in Nagara Haruka's tarot card divination.

Every time there is a baseball game, Mamoru Matsudaira will wear gloves of different colors according to the divination given by Haruka Nagara and match his lucky color of the day.

I don't know if it's pure coincidence or really good luck. Anyway, Matsudaira has basically never lost a baseball game since he believed in Nagara Haruka's divination.

Thanks for the monthly pass for memories.

Chapter 439 Identical twin maids

"That's right, it's right here..."

Nagara walked slowly, looking at the symmetrically designed large villa in front of him, muttering to himself.

Matsudaira Mamoru quickly asked: "Excuse me, is there anything wrong here?"

"This house gave me a very ominous feeling."

As he spoke, Nagara Haruka pulled out a tarot card with a picture of a collapsed tower from his pocket, and said calmly: "I feel that a big disaster will happen here."

When Conan heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, showing an expression of surprise.

seriously?

A big disaster?

This is too bad!

Seeing Nagara Haruka's serious expression, Conan suddenly felt a little unhappy and pretended to be innocent and asked Chi Chufeng:

"Brother Chichu, you are a famous Onmyoji. Do you think this elder sister is right?"

After hearing Conan's words, everyone's ears perked up.

Nagara Haruka pursed her lips nervously.

It would be troublesome if the onmyoji rejected her divination out of hand.

720 Chi Chufeng smiled upon hearing this.

"She is right. Not only will there be a big disaster here, but people will also die."

Nagara Yao breathed a sigh of relief and blinked gratefully at Chi Chufeng.

Fortunately, Onmyoji master knows the rules very well.

Only by adding fuel to the flames can we defraud more money.

[Ding, Nagara Haruka has a good impression of you, and the current favorability level is 1. 】

Ahh.

Just saying something to her will increase her favorability?

This woman is too superficial.

After hearing Akachufeng's words, Katagiri Masaki and Matsudaira Mamoru were both surprised, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

This is a famous Onmyoji in Tokyo, and his level is higher than Nagara Haruka's by no means 01:30.

If he said this, something would happen [-]% of the time.

Matsudaira Mamoru immediately retreated and asked worriedly:

"Lord Chichu, since it is so dangerous, should we tell Ms. Su Fang to postpone this gathering?"

The corners of Chi Chufeng's mouth curled up slightly.

"Don't worry, these disasters are all caused by the house itself and have nothing to do with outsiders like us."

Hearing Chi Chufeng's words, Masaki Katagiri and Mamoru Matsudaira breathed a sigh of relief.

Nagara Haruka looked at Chi Chufeng with envy.

As expected of a famous Onmyoji, anyone can believe whatever he says.

When can I get to this point?

"Brother Chichu, how do you know someone will die here?"