Conan: If I Know Magic, I Will Destroy The World

Chichu Feng smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Actually, it's okay if you want to get away, at most it's just a few people dying."

"What? Dead, dead? How many?"

Who can think about it!

His eyeballs bulged in fright.

Chichu Feng looked up and down, seeing Zhenzhong with horror.

Only then did he show a regretful expression, shook his head, turned and left.

"Don't, don't go, Lord Chichu, you have to save me."

Really stop it quickly.

Judging by what Onmyoji means, the few people who died will not include me...

Chichu Feng smacked his lips twice,

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Okay, who told me that I am kind-hearted, I will write you a talisman, and you must carry it with you."

"If your life is in danger, take him out, and the crisis will resolve itself."

"Okay, okay, thank you Lord Chichu."

I am so grateful.

Chichu Feng took out a piece of yellow paper, took out a signature pen, and drew a horizontal line on the yellow paper.

It was handed over to Zhenzhong.

Really stunned.

Looking at the crumpled yellow paper, and a crooked horizontal line on it.

The feeling in my heart can't be expressed in words.

"Lord Chichu, this, this talisman...what is it for?"

He originally wanted to say that this talisman was too perfunctory.

Afraid of offending the Onmyoji, he had no choice but to ask the purpose instead.

Chichu Feng, pointing to the horizontal path above, plausibly spoke.

"Boss Zhenzhong, you can't speak Japanese, isn't this just a word?"

"It could save your life."

"I see." Zhenzhong put the rough talisman into his bosom with half-belief.

He raised his head and saw that Chichu Feng hadn't left, but was still standing there looking at him, and suddenly realized.

"Master Chichu, I can't ask for this talisman for nothing. Tell me, how much is it?"

"I'm mainly doing a good deed. Money, you can give it to you, anyway, it's just a life. If you give more, it will be intact. If you don't give it less. Smack, maybe you will get some injuries or something." .”

Chichu Feng said very generously.

one life...

look to...

hurt a little...

It seems absolutely indispensable.

Shinaka gritted his teeth and wrote a check for ten million.

"Lord Chichu, I've been a little tight recently, and this amount of money is not a respect."

Chichu Feng accepted the check with a straight face.

In fact, my heart blossomed with joy.

He collected 10 million yuan after drawing a random stroke, which is too easy to earn.

After waving goodbye to Zhenzhong, Chichu Feng strolled around to play with Xiao Ran again.

Of course he will not leave, there is still a good show to be staged later.

The sun is setting.

Boss Zhenzhong came to the Hell Exhibition Hall.

Surrounded by weird and terrifying exhibits, he was frightened.

Touching the talisman in the pocket of his coat, he immediately felt a lot more at ease.

But thinking of the crumpled yellow paper and the random line drawn on it, I feel very uncomfortable.

Shouldn't have been cheated.

He couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Click, click, click.

There was a sudden clash of armor behind him.

Before Manaka could turn his head away, there was a sudden sharp pain in his back.

"ah!"

He let out a terrible scream.

With blood running down his back, Manaka fled to the corner of the wall.

Not far in front of him, a pair of armor holding a European-style long sword staggered and fell in front of him.

"Ghost! Why does the armor move?"

Shinaka's eyes widened.

"Could it be that what the onmyoji said is true! This is the ghost created by that curse!"

"By the way, I have a talisman, and I have a talisman that can save lives!"

He hurriedly rummaged through his pockets, completely ignoring the sound from the opposite armor.

Ochiai, who was hiding in the armor, frowned slightly.

This guy, why doesn't he play his cards according to the routine.

"Look at the label behind you, it has my name on it, why don't you want to know who I am?"

The sound was buzzing inside the armor, although the sound outside was not loud, but if you listened carefully, you could still hear it clearly.

It's a pity that Zhenzhong didn't care at all, just looking for the talisman in a panic.

"It doesn't matter, he must be killed today, otherwise there will be no chance."

Director Ochiai gritted his teeth and stood up. He raised the European-style long sword again.

"found it!"

Zhenzhong finally took out the talisman.

He raised it high and shouted loudly: "Lord Chichu, help me!"

Following his words, the talisman flew up instantly and stuck to the long sword in the armor's hand with a snap.

The long sword shook suddenly, and it suddenly came out of the armor and flew out of the hall.

The heavy sword with a blade of one meter alone flew away.

Manaka was stunned, and Ochiai was also stunned.

The two stared at each other, looking at the back of the long sword going away.

And Zhenzhong still maintained the posture of raising his right hand.

It's just that the talisman in his hand has disappeared.

"Aren't you leaving soon?"

A voice suddenly sounded in Director Ochiai's ear.

He understood instantly.

It can't be done.

He could only turn around and run away.