Hattori Heiji recalled the feeling of holding Nishikawa Suimi just now.

The muscle density of the other party is still in the prime of life. But now she has such an old and ugly face.

And tonight happened to be dark, and the sky was cloudy and raining. According to the scenery along the way, Hattori Heiji made up his mind a little, and felt that if it was a sunny day, the scenery here must be beautiful.

but now…

I can't describe it in detail. Anyway, I can't see anything at first glance. Occasionally, when lightning strikes, I can catch a glimpse of a bunch of bizarre tree branches, which are strangely infiltrating.

...No matter how you think about it, this "old lady" is miserable.

Tell her the truth, she won't jump straight from here.

But this kind of thing, if you don't let Nishikawa Suimei know. In case there is no evidence of her murder and arson, she cannot be arrested, or she escapes... In the future, in order to keep looking for treasure without giving up, she may kill more people.

And in comparison, the people who were burned to death by her were obviously worse.

Hattori Heiji was a little confused and glanced at Shiraishi next to him.

Seeing that Baishi didn't move, looking up at the ceiling at a forty-five degree angle, silent like a sculpture, he suddenly felt that Baishi must be more troubled than him.

Hattori Heiji sighed and decided to do it himself.

He turned to look at Nishikawa Suimei, and decided to be more euphemistic: "Don't you want treasure? Come and see this."

Nishikawa Suimei finally recovered when she heard "treasure".

She ran over quickly, and her eyes fell on the sign behind the wooden window again.

Before, when she saw nothing outside the window, she thought that the metal plate was just a confusing condition set by the old man to make fun of people.

Looking at it again now, after reading this sentence, Nishikawa Suimei felt slammed into the back of his head with a hammer, and was stunned.

She would rather believe that she had been deceived by a detective.

But think about it carefully... This kind of literary and artistic behavior really seems to be something that the old man can do.

...I did not hesitate to kill, have plastic surgery, and spent more than ten years of my youth, staying in this dark old castle and pretending to be crazy, fighting wits and courage with a few foreign young people, and finally seeing the light of hope today.

Originally, I thought I could get a lot of wealth in my pocket, find the best cosmetic surgeon, reshape into a beautiful young man, and start a new life with a new face.

As a result, I found it all the way, the treasure that tied my life...

That's it? ? ?

Hattori Heiji watched her go from being sluggish to collapsing, and finally clutching her heart and slumped to the ground against the wall.

She was clearly a strong-aged woman who could fight, run, and even carry a nearly grown-up man into the room when she was angry.

But at this time Hattori Heiji looked at her and felt that he saw an old woman who was dying.

And, I don't know if it's because the blow is too big, she seems to be a little Alzheimer's.

- Nishikawa Suimei sat for a while, and suddenly waved her hands to the side in a panic, people also backed away, as if trying to drive away something, and shouted to let them go.

The more Heiji looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Combined with the howling wind outside, he even started to get cold behind his back, but he didn't know what he was panicking about.

It wasn't until Shiraishi whispered that "she may have been hit too hard and her spirit has a problem", Hattori Heiji suddenly understood his mental journey.

- In case Nishikawa Suimei is crazy, if she really kidnapped Conan, and asked her accomplices to tear up the ticket regularly, then she looks like this, Conan will be cold.

Thinking of Conan, Hattori Heiji couldn't take pity on Nishikawa Suimi for a while.

He held down the woman's fiddling hand and asked, "Treasure told you, where is Conan?"

The "old lady" looked at him dully, her shriveled lips shuddering: "...What Conan, can't you see it! Can't you see the things around you!"

"..." Of course he couldn't see it, and he wasn't hit. Hattori Heiji felt unable to communicate with Nishikawa Suimi.

He asked again and again several times, but never got an answer.

Soon, he saw Nishikawa Suimei clutching her chest, her originally brown lips looked a little blue, and it became difficult to breathe...a bit like a heart attack.

Hattori Heiji has no hobby of driving criminals to death.

Considering that some people may experience tinnitus when they are uncomfortable, he increased the volume and asked, "What's the matter with you? Have you brought emergency medicine?"

He didn't forget to rummage when he asked.

But Nishikawa Suimei had no medicine at all.

Hattori Heiji clicked his tongue, put her in a lying position, and pushed open the window next to him.

After taking some simple first aid measures, he ran to the exit, and while crawling down, he said to Shiraishi, "I'm going to look for emergency medicine, and by the way, try to get her accomplices to stop tearing up the tickets first, you watch her."

Shiraishi nodded in agreement.

After Hattori Heiji climbed down, he walked to Nishikawa Simi.

Nishikawa Suimei gasped for breath, looked at Shiraishi who was kind in front of her, and said tremblingly, "I'm not sick, take me down! There are ghosts here, really! You can't see it because..."

"I can see it." The young man opposite interrupted her suddenly.

"...Really?" Nishikawa Suimei suddenly felt relieved.

"Only oneself can see" and "others can see" are completely two levels of shock~lightnovelpub.net~ The former will make people feel targeted and unable to get effective help from the surrounding.

The latter, however, has a sense of fraternity in a group.

"Really, you don't have to be too afraid." Facing her question, the person in front of her nodded gently.

Nishikawa Suimei looked at Shiraishi's profile illuminated by the flashlight. Compared with him, the surrounding ghosts with their teeth and claws seemed to be reduced to the background, and they became less scary.

She felt that she saw an angel, and her eyes were wet with excitement.

Although she abandoned her appearance in pursuit of wealth, it does not mean that Nishikawa Suimei really has no girlish heart.

In the past, with this face, not to mention the young and handsome guy, even the male dog in the yard would turn his head and leave when he saw her.

Now suddenly there is such a person, comforting himself in such a dangerous situation, smiling at her, and smiling so beautifully...

To say that it is not touched would be absolutely false.

Don't say moved, my heart is moving.

Nishikawa Suimei thought, maybe this is an onmyoji, so he can see his youthful and beautiful original appearance through human skin.

She unconsciously became a little dependent on professionals: "Then what should we do now?"

"Don't do anything because they're just..."

Shiraishi's calm tone and the content of the first half sentence made Nishikawa Suimi completely relaxed.

She even filled in the words behind "because" by herself—these ghosts must only be frightening, but in fact, they have no ability, so when they meet the Onmyoji, they will be cowardly.

Thinking so, she heard the nice voice and continued:

"—I want to come to ask you for your life."

"..." The happy smile on Nishikawa Suimei's lips suddenly froze, "???"