Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 443 Curse You——Curse You——

boom

The gasoline barrel in his arms fell, and the transparent orange juice spilled all over the floor.

The fat man, who was stimulated again and again, finally lost the last thread in his brain. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.

The sound of the 'corpse' falling to the ground startled the tall and thin man again.

He tried to curl up his body and shivered.

However, after waiting for a long time, the expected explosion did not come, and he felt like something was wrong.

After struggling for a while, he raised his head tremblingly.

Then he saw a ghost pointing a gun at him.

The young man smiled innocently:

"Sure enough, I think this one is suitable for you."

boom!

Gunshots were fired.

The rubber bullet hit the opponent's forehead hard.

The intense pain made the tall and thin man dazed for a while, and he couldn't even tell whether the bullet had pierced his head.

He screamed in fear, as if his soul had been taken away, and fell to the ground twitching.

Hattori, who was guarding Shou and Ye under him, was startled by the gunshot and the other party's shouting.

He looked up cautiously.

In the dark corner,

The young man in the raincoat stood up slowly.

On the floor in front of him, the two kidnappers lay there without a sound, with a thick liquid of unknown color oozing out from under their bodies.

The cold wind mixed with rain blew in from the half-open window and hit Hattori's face.

The slightly cold touch made his eyes twitch uncontrollably, and he stared at the ghost in astonishment:

"You, killed someone?"

Drop drop!

The bomb that had been silent just now suddenly exploded again.

Hattori looked back in horror and just witnessed the bomb explode.

A small doll in a black wizard robe popped out from the burst bomb, swaying from side to side due to inertia.

Under Hattori's dull gaze, the doll shook the wand in its hand.

A sinister voice came from the loudspeaker hidden in the doll:

"Curse you! Curse you! Curse you!"

A stream of red water gushed out from the tip of the wand and splashed all over Hattori's face.

"What, wah! Pah! Pah! What!!!"

"Pfft, hahahaha!"

The magician who caused all this looked at the screaming Hattori and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

The wizard doll that cast the 'Curse Magic' seemed to have seen Hattori's miserable appearance and made a strange mechanical laugh.

Osaka Chocolate, who was forced to wash her face with jam, looked at the toy bomb in front of her with half-moon eyes, and then glanced at the man next to her who was laughing so hard that he was bent over.

I endured it again and again, but couldn't bear it anymore.

"What are you laughing at! I almost thought I was going to die with them!"

The ghost, who had played a trick on someone and was in a good mood at the moment, didn't mind his tone and said with a slightly unstable breath:

"Because, haha, I didn't expect you to take these things seriously. Even the children over there know that these things are fake, but you, hahahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

The toy bomb cooperated and laughed along.

Two kinds of laughter echoed in the attic, like devilish sounds penetrating the brain.

Perhaps it was because Hattori's expression was too pitiful (complaining), the magician finally stopped laughing.

He raised his hand and pressed the other party, making a calming gesture:

"Let me introduce myself. I'm a magician who likes to make small toys."

As the ghost spoke, he waved at the toy bomb that was still laughing in the distance and put it directly into the storage ring.

Hattori's pupils shrank as he watched the thing disappear before his eyes.

Disappearing out of thin air, the same method that Xianhe guy used before? !

"you,"

"Okay, now let's talk about our previous conditions."

The ghost gathered up the things around him and walked in front of Hattori.

He considerately helped the other person sit up, and then helped He Ye up as well, letting the other person sit against the wall.

The magician half-knelt in front of the two men, looking straight at them with his eyes covered with gauze.

"Answer me a few questions and I'll help you two get out of here, how about that?"

He Ye, who was standing by, was still frightened and looked a little dazed.

Hattori looked at Kazuha for a while.

After making sure that the other person was fine, he raised his head and tried to look into the other person's eyes behind the gauze:

"What do you want to ask?"

"It's simple. This thing in your hand."

Yuebai's baton lightly tapped the inconspicuous bracelet on Hattori's wrist.

"Who gave this to you?"

Upon hearing this, Hattori's body stiffened slightly.

He raised his head and carefully looked at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to see the other person's eyes through the gauze, or even see through the other person's soul.

What do you mean? Is this what the other party wants to ask?

Wait a minute, could this person be related to that Xianhe guy?

"Relax a little kid, I'm just curious."

As if seeing what Hattori was thinking, the ghost smiled and comforted him.

But unfortunately, his words did not make Hattori let down his guard.

Osaka Chocolate moved slightly to keep his wrist away from the opponent's baton:

“It was given to me by my friend.”

"friend?"

"Can't you?"

The ghost didn't say anything, just looked at the other person in silence.

The two looked at each other.

Even though he couldn't see the other person's eyes, Hattori felt a little cold for no reason.

It felt like something vicious was staring at me from behind.

"Ms. Ito?! What's wrong with you?!"

"Bomb, there's a bomb upstairs!"

There were some chaotic sounds coming from downstairs.

Hattori's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly:

"Conan! I'm here!"

The sound of messy footsteps sounded.

The ghost turned around and happened to see Conan rushing towards him, and "Yun Xianhe" following behind him.

Hattori, who was standing by, was immediately confident when he saw his own people coming:

"You guys really came together!"

Conan was startled by Hattori's face which seemed to be covered in blood.

Following behind him, Yun Xianhe looked around and twitched his lips:

"What are you guys playing at?"

Upon hearing this, Hattori's face froze, and he pursed his lips at the ghost next to him:

"You should ask the big brother next to you about this. He is so old but still likes to play pranks."

"what?"

Seeing that Conan still hadn't figured out the situation, Yun Xianhe sighed:

"Don't worry, the thing on Hattori's face is not blood, it's jam."

"jam?"

Hearing this, the little detective ran over.

He seemed to be a little afraid of the ghost and stood a little further away from it.

Yun Xianhe, who was standing by, took advantage of the fact that they were not paying attention and bowed slightly to the ghost.

The ghost who was secretly observing the interaction of the crowd seemed to understand something.

He suddenly chuckled, stood up and walked towards the window.

It's really crazy.

There was just a so-so aura about the other person.

If he couldn't even tell the truth from the false, how could he expect the other party to know anything?

You can’t tell, the things they have are actually made by that empty shell.

The person who was about to go out through the window suddenly stopped.

Wait a minute, Yunyun should have left this secret place.

But he could ask where the other person left from.

Maybe if I chase him now, I can catch up!

The magician's eyes lit up when he thought of this.

So, when Hattori finally untied the restraints and looked up, he and Conan happened to see the same scene.

A person who was half a head taller than Yun Xianhe came closer to him.

Like a big bad wolf abducting children, he held a piece of candy and waved it in front of the other person:

"How about if you answer a few questions, kid, I'll give you a truckload of this candy?"

'Yun Xianhe': "Deal."

Hattori, Conan: "..."