A Sorcerer in the Detective World

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In the morning, inside Morito Ziju's rental apartment.

The alarm clock rang, and Morito Ziju, who was lying on the floor, moved a little, then slowly opened her eyes, covered her head with a headache, got up and turned off the alarm clock.

Shaking her head, Morito Ziju carefully recalled what happened last night. She vaguely remembered that she was very drunk again. When she got home, she seemed to have wrapped President Kureiliang's hair around the doll's body, and then tore the doll into pieces. Several pieces...

Shouto Ziju frowned slightly as she recalled what happened last night, then turned to look around and saw the intact doll with scorch marks on the floor——

Sure enough, everything that happened last night was just a dream or hallucination?

While Shouto Ziju was thinking, she turned to look at the time and hurriedly ran towards the bathroom.

It was getting late now, he had to pack up immediately and go to work.

Shouto Ziju ran into the bathroom, solved her physical problems first, then walked to the mirror, turned on the faucet, picked up a handful of water, and slapped it on her face. She suddenly became more awake. At this moment, Shouto Ziju's eyes fell on the washroom mirror in front of her, and she was stunned——

Who is the person in this mirror?

In the mirror, there was the face of a middle-aged man with gray hair. The face was extremely pale, with some spots and wrinkles, and the eyes were dull... But how could this face be so familiar? It's like...himself!

The water from the faucet was still flowing. Shouto Ziju slowly raised her hand, only to see that her hand was wrinkled, like withered tree bark.

His hand trembled, and he slowly placed it on his face, touching that strange yet familiar face, his expression became more and more frightened:

"How, how could...how could this happen...this, how could this..."

Morito Ziju's whole body was trembling, and her mind began to think about what happened last night, thinking of the doll that fell on the ground...

"...Is it, is it? Is it it? It's that thing..."

Morito Ziju stumbled out of the bathroom, saw the doll on the floor, grabbed it, knelt on the ground and yelled: "It's you?! It's you, isn't it? It's you who turned me into this ghost, isn't it? ?!”

"right?!"

Shouto Ziju kept roaring, and after a few seconds, a familiar voice suddenly appeared in her head: "Are you eager for revenge?"

"...ah...ah?!"

Shouto Ziju raised her hand and threw the doll aside, and backed away in fear: "...It's you! It's really you! It's really you! Why do you want to harm me?!"

The doll fell to the ground, and suddenly turned around, still facing up. The dark eyes were shining with light, and it repeated again: "Do you long for revenge?"

Shouto Ziju panicked, but at this moment, she heard the phone ringing in the room.

Moruto Ziju quickly ran to the phone and answered the phone. Then she heard a hurried voice from the other side: "Is it Moruto? Hahaha... Something big happened today, did you know? President Kurozu He was killed at home last night. It is said that his arms and head fell off and were torn apart..."

Morito Ziju's hand slipped, and the phone receiver fell from her hand. Her head turned mechanically and looked at the doll on the floor. The voice appeared in her head again:

"...Do you desire revenge?"

"Ahhhh!!"

Shouto Ziju shouted in horror and despair: "Get away! Get away! Get away!! Don't follow me anymore! Don't follow me anymore!"

"You leave my house!"

"Get out of here!"

…

evening.

Beside the slowly flowing river, several children were chasing and playing.

Suddenly, a child pointed to the water: "Wow! There seems to be something floating on the river!"

"That's a rag doll, right?"

"Catch it up! Catch it up and take a look!"

"..."

Several children used wooden sticks to move the doll to the river, picked it up and looked at it. Then a little girl said: "What a dirty and ugly doll! It's better to throw it away!"

"Then throw it away!"

The child holding the doll shook it hard, and the doll fell into the river again and continued to float downward.

…

"Wow! That's great! We have a holiday tomorrow! All the holidays add up to a week in total! Now, I must have a good time!"

In the classroom of Class B, the second grade student at Didan High School, Yuanzi put one hand on his hip and pointed at the roof of the classroom with the other, with an attitude of "Looking at the world, who else would it be?" A large number of classmates around looked at Yuanzi with caring eyes.

Xiaolan chuckled, and Yuanzi turned to look at Xiaolan and said excitedly: "Xiaolan, let's go on a trip together during the holidays, okay? We'll leave tomorrow and have a good time together!"

"Ah..." Xiaolan blinked, "I'm sorry, Sonoko, I'm afraid that can't be done. Xinyi asked me to attend an afternoon tea party for him tomorrow. In addition, May 4th is Xinyi's birthday, and I have already Shinichi made an appointment to watch a midnight movie together and then help him celebrate his birthday..."

"Shinichi?" Sonoko was stunned for a moment, "You mean that guy Kudo, right? Really, that guy has been missing for a long time, right? You actually want to accompany him to watch a midnight movie... Xiaolan, you are very sexy Qingyou!"

Xiaolan rolled her eyes: "Sonoko, don't talk nonsense, that's not true! Shinichi and I are friends!"

"Well, I know, my friend!" Yuanzi said with an "I understand" expression.

Shu Yunwen sat on his seat, holding his chin in one hand, looking weak - by the way, Xiaolan and Shinichi made an appointment to watch a movie together? Is this a fucking joke? Can that guy Conan change back and go on a date with Xiaolan?

It seems that Xiaolan will most likely be let go this time~

By the way, Xiaolan asked the washing machine to spend her birthday together. If she was let go by the washing machine in the end, how angry would Xiaolan's children's shoes be? This is a problem~

Shu Yunwen thought about the tragic future of the washing machine, while Xiaolan and Yuanzi continued to chat.

Sonoko was chattering about a bunch of things that were and were not, while Xiaolan looked down at the newspaper, then took scissors and carefully cut the newspaper, and said in surprise: "Another brutal murder occurred in Tokyo! This time it was in Cupido Town. The deceased died in his own home, and his body was brutally cut into several pieces..."

"Oh my God! It's another case! There are so many cases recently!" Yuanzi sighed, and then continued, "But this case is nothing! Do you still remember the case three days ago? Daily sales It was published in the daily newspaper that the wife was killed and the husband was a suspect. It was said that the woman's entire face was cut in half..."

"You're talking about that case! It's really scary..." Xiaolan nodded, and then whispered, "I'll tell you secretly! My father is also concerned about that case and called Officer Memu privately. Called to inquire about the progress of the case. Officer Memu said that during the evidence collection at the crime scene, the victim’s husband’s suspicion had basically been cleared. However, the specific murderer was still unclear. Just like half a month ago, Eguchida’s case is similar..."

"Eguchida? Are you talking about the case where someone's head was pulled off?" Sonoko also looked scared.

"My father asked the police, and they all said that the man's head was pulled off with great force. However, it is difficult to do this with human strength..."

"Ah..." Yuanzi suddenly felt that the surroundings had become very cold——

This kind of thing feels so scary!

PS: Don’t play curse games and ghost games... Although they are probably all fake, there are always weird rumors... Hmm...

PS2: I forgot to thank you. Thank you for the 51,000 reward from Bones. I will not use you to make soup casually in the future...