Has the conscience of the winery been cleaned up today?

Onmyoji, a term that has long disappeared in the long river of history, now only appears as a historical symbol and a role in film and television dramas, and has long lost its former glory.Strictly speaking, Minamoto Raimitsu is the only one who can really be called an onmyoji at the moment.

"Onmyoji? Do you mean Demon Exorcist?" Xia Mu frowned, subconsciously clenched his fists, and severely suppressed his deep anger. "If it is Demon Exorcist, I know a family may be related to it."

Seeing that his fingers were so hard that his nails almost dug into the flesh, Tanuma raised his hand and gently attached the back of his hand: "Natsume, calm down."

As soon as Natsume let go of his hand, his expression gradually calmed down, and he forced a smile at him.

Qin Jiu glanced at the two of them, and asked, "Tell me specifically, what is dead air?"

Sesshomaru wiped off the last stain on the glass, and said in a deep voice: "It is a spell used by some onmyojis to control humans and weak monsters. Once it is implanted with death energy, it is equivalent to becoming a puppet of the releaser of death energy. Driven by that person, those infected with death energy will also die within a hundred days."

Minamoto Raimiko frowned fiercely: "There is such a vicious technique? Which school of onmyoji created it?"

"I don't know, I don't pay attention to your human affairs, I just heard it from my subordinates occasionally." The color of Sesshomaru's eyes deepened, as dark as the sky before the rain, with invisible murderous intent hovering around him, "You are also an onmyoji, you Do not you know?"

Minamoto Larimitsu helplessly supported his forehead: "I come from the Heian era, 500 years earlier than your Warring States period. How could I possibly know what happened next?"

"But didn't you wake up in the Warring States Period? You said it before." Shuten still remembered the story he told the night Onikiri confronted Gin for the first time.

"Yeah, but I was in a trance at that time, in a very bad state, and I didn't feel anything about the outside world at all, and of course I didn't know that there was such a thing." Yuan Laiguang shrugged, and turned to the still Kaito, who came back to his senses, waved, "Boy, come here, I'll show you what's going on."

Kaito blinked, and blinked again, with a confused expression on his face: "You just said that I was hit by that...dead breath, even if I am not controlled by the practitioner, I can't live for a hundred days. Is that what you mean?"

Sesshomaru nodded expressionlessly: "Yes."

Kaito was stunned for three seconds, and suddenly he strode up to Yuan Laiguang: "Brother, can you show me if there is any help?"

Minamoto Raimitsu raised his hand and tapped on his forehead, closed his eyes for a moment, and frowned: "You do have a dark and cold power buried deep in your body."

"Can you peel it off?" Qin Jiu asked quietly.

"If it was my heyday, it would not be difficult to peel off, but now I only have a soul body, and my strength is not complete. There is no way to peel it off without guaranteeing the safety of Kuroba's life." Minamoto Raimitsu pointed in his heart, "I Temporarily help you seal up that so-called dead energy, Kurosawa, is there anything you can do?"

Quickly cross-eyed and looked over.

There is no way, it's not that he is cowardly, but the current situation has touched the knowledge blind spot of his 12 years of hard study, and it is impossible to save himself.If he hadn't happened to know Gin and the others, he might have lived through the hundred days without knowing it, and then died inexplicably.

"Of course there is a way." Qin Jiu unhurriedly took out the lighter and ignited the magic fire. As soon as the golden flame came out, the world was darkened, making it glow bright like a sun. "But it can't be used now."

Sesshomaru's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the cluster of small flames as if facing a formidable enemy.Inuyasha lowered his ears, looked at Shenhuo with vigilance and fear, and subconsciously assumed a defensive posture.

Kaito recognized this lighter, Gin used it to save himself the last time he was wounded by a bullet tainted with evil spirits, so when he saw Gin flashing the lighter, he felt stable.

It's a pity that his smile didn't lift up yet, because of the second half of Qin Jiu's sentence, he collapsed in an instant: "Why?"

The white horse suddenly got the idea of ​​Qin Jiu, and revealed his eyes: "Kurosawa, are you trying to find out the whereabouts of that onmyoji through this dead energy?"

Jiu Tun frowned: "You want to deal with him?"

Of course, because the task came.

Blocking the mission prompt without changing his face, Qin Jiu nodded and said: "Hei Yu, don't you want to find out the purpose of that person to kill you? Don't you want to take revenge yourself?"

The two "don't want to" were said plainly and coldly by him, Kuai Dou narrowed his eyes slightly, held his chin, and sneered at the corners of his lips: "It makes sense. I was bullied for some reason. If I don't retaliate, I will It’s time for the Phantom Thief to be renamed the Holy Thief.”

Ibaraki raised his thumb: "I think it still sounds better."

"...Is this the point?"

Ignoring the one person and one demon whose brain circuit went astray, Qin Jiu turned and walked to Xia Mu: "Tell me about the family of exorcists you know that may be related to this matter."

Natsume was leaning against Tanuma with his eyes closed, when he heard this, he lifted his long eyelashes and asked in confusion, "What do you want to do?"

"If the person you mentioned is the same person or someone related to the person who plotted against Hei Yu, we will just clean it up." Qin Jiu stroked the lighter in his palm, and his tone was as flat as if he was going out for a walk, "If not , I will write it down in the memo, and I will arrange them when I have time."

Natsume was stunned by his ordinary and arrogant attitude, and looked at Tanuma reflexively, but saw him smiling and shaking his hand: "Trust the boss, he can do it."

"Okay." Natsume obviously didn't trust Gin, but he believed in Tanuma, "The Deba family, the Deba family."

It was a family of terrifying exorcists who dared to make deals with powerful monsters, and even counted on them. The death of Tanuma had a lot to do with a certain exorcist in the Chang family.

"Dechang..." Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes, and suddenly remembered a person, a person with the same surname as Chang, who was on the organization's researcher list, "Is Tianma's death related to them?"

Natsume clenched his fists tightly and clasped Tanuma's wrist tightly.

Tanuma was also taken aback: "Boss?"

Patting his head, Gin didn't explain much: "Hei Yu, come, let me see who the dead energy in your body came from, and where is that person now."

Quickly ran over, very consciously took his hand and pressed it to his heart.

Seeing this scene, others were stunned for a while, Jiu Tun even thought of the same scene in "The Overbearing Prince and the Pretty Maid" that he had just finished watching this morning, and the corner of his mouth curled into a meaningful arc.

That's right, although he regained his heart and restored his original personality, his previous interest in Sand Sculpture Bazong's literature has remained, and he still reads a book every day to relieve boredom.

Sensing the weird sight from his side, Qin Jiu didn't bother to pay attention, and unskillfully used his divine power to circle around his heart, using the power of the mission system to investigate the path of the power entrenched in his heart. source.

After a while, he withdrew his hand: "I found it, that person is in Tokyo."

……

In a private house in the center of Tokyo, Conan followed Mori Kogoro, who was invited to attend the birthday party of the owner of the house, into the yard. When he entered the door, he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance of flowers. Saw a lot of roses.

The color of the rose is almost eerie, and it looks especially eerie against the overall white house.

Conan had a bad premonition in his heart.

Although every time he goes out, he can have something to worry about, but every time he has this premonition, the things he has to worry about will be extraordinarily big.

Staring at the tall and beautiful house in front of him, he thought to himself: I don't know what kind of situation I will encounter this time, I hope it will not be too difficult, he has been busy looking for that slippery pigeon recently.

After crossing the threshold, Conan raised his head and saw three people he was very familiar with sitting on the couch in front of him.

One is the owner of the milk shop who has met several times, and Shuichi Akai is currently pursuing the object, the painter Kurosawa Jin who is dressed in beige casual clothes.He leaned quietly on the sofa with his eyes closed and rested, his face was calm and gentle, with a feeling of frailty that didn't know much about the world.

One is Kaito Kuroba, who has a similar face to him, wearing a school uniform, with a hearty smile, like the sun in midsummer, which makes people feel warm when they see it.

The last person is White Horse Tan, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, sitting upright, very demeanor of a British nobleman.

Why are the three of them here?

A dark light flashed on Conan's lens, and after talking to Mori Kogoro, he walked forward and put his hand on Baima's shoulder: "White horse, why are you here?"

Hakuba was exchanging tactics with Kaito in a low voice for a while, when he heard Conan's voice, he was startled: "Conan? Are you... are you here for the birthday party too?"

"Yeah." Conan nodded, "I came with Uncle Maori, and the protagonist of today's party is his former customer."

The corners of Baima's eyes twitched, Gin and Kaito looked at each other, coughed and scratched their heads, all sweating for the protagonist of the party.

Good guy, Edogawa Conan and Mori Kogoro, double death buff, really dare to invite one to come.

"What a coincidence, the protagonist of this dinner party is my father's friend. It's his birthday today, and my father can't come because of something, so let me go on his behalf." After Baima explained, he moved half of his body away so that Conan could see the person behind him. People, "You should know them all, this is Kurosawa, this is..."

"My name is Kaito Kuroba!" Kaito poked his head out, and blinked his right eye at Conan with a smile, "Hello, little detective."

"Ah, hello." Conan seemed taken aback by him, stared at him blankly for a few seconds, then turned his head away as if to cover up something, and responded.

Although that face is similar to his, it has a completely different feeling when he smiles, bright and bright, sunny and cheerful, instantly breaking through the darkness in his heart, and shedding a radiance.

It is really hard to take your eyes off.

Although Conan concealed it well, Gin and Baima were keenly aware of the flash of discomfort on his face, the antenna in his mind called gossip detection suddenly stood straight, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

There is a situation - the white horse raised an eyebrow and winked at the gin.

Gin smiled slightly.

Kaito didn't notice the silent communication between them, and he was still seizing the opportunity to talk to Conan aboveboard and chattering with him.However, before he could say a few words, he felt a pain in his chest, like a shock in his soul, and the intense pain rushed to the nerve endings.

Seeing him covering his heart with a painful face, Conan quickly supported him, and asked worriedly: "Hei Yu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Kaito gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few weak syllables, "The person who will be beaten tonight is here."

Gin looked cold, put his left hand into his pocket, and grabbed the shrunken version of the "Bible" meteor hammer.

Baima didn't worry about him at all, but he was very worried about the house and its owner.

After all, he is a good friend of his father, so he couldn't help but exhort: "Then what, be gentle, hold your breath, and let the law punish him."

"Don't worry, I know how to do it. The Kingdom of God also has laws." Gin held the small "Bible".

The number one law in the Kingdom of God, facing the wicked, there is no need to probate them, and they can be saved directly.