COSER, summoned by the strongest

The five people walked up to the second floor under the guidance of the maid. In the gloomy and empty corridor, various masks were hung everywhere.

Jia Ruozi turned sideways slightly, and silently pointed to the green cat mask on the wall to Al.

Inside the custom-made glass frame is a green cat face mask, like a cat demon that haunts folk tales, emitting a faint green light, which makes one's scalp tingle at a glance.

Cat masks, cow masks, horse masks, human masks, ghost masks...Masks of different styles fill the entire villa, so is this villa called "the mansion where the cursed mask lives"?

"Here we are, five of you, please wait in the mask hall temporarily."

The maid pushed open the door of the mask hall. Before everyone had time to see the layout of the mask hall, the door directly opposite opened at the same time, and five people, Kogoro Mori, who walked into the west wing, walked in.

"what?"

They looked at each other for a few moments, and then suddenly realized, "So, this room is the passage connecting the East Wing and West Wing."

The twins bowed: "That's it. Please wait here for a while, the distinguished guests. The president will arrive soon. You can visit the masks in the mask hall at will."

After that, the twins went to make coffee for them, while the ten guests in the hall wandered around in the mask hall.

What ordinary people can't see is that this hall of masks is also full of ugly curse spirits, whose level is a little higher than the group of low-level curse spirits outside.

The whole villa is like a large lair of mantras, full of mantras, mantras and mantras.

Xia Youjie patted Al on the shoulder: "Forget about these curse spirits, just take a look."

Al nodded obediently.

Even the conjurer himself said don't worry about it, so it really doesn't matter.

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets and raised his chin: "Jie, look at this."

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows: "The mask of the big tengu? It's ten times the size of other masks. This is the one that will be auctioned at the charity dinner next week."

Al said to Nitro next to him, "Master No. [-], look."

In the display cabinet in front of him are several masks used to cover the eyes, beautiful butterfly masks, red ghost masks, uniquely shaped owl masks... all are elegant and luxurious, like those used in masquerade balls in movies style.

Nitro pointed to one of the butterfly masks and said, "This one is really pretty."

Indeed, the exquisite blue butterfly is inlaid with beautiful diamonds, which is indeed very in line with the aesthetics of girls.

"I like this."

Al pointed to a mask with gold patterns on a white background.

Jia Ruozi pondered and said: "It's not bad, but why does it look familiar?"

"Is that the one?" Mao Lilan said behind him: "The one worn by the serial killer in the horror movie released last year! I watched it with my friends, so I was very impressed."

When she said this, Jiarui Nizi also remembered, "It's true...the texture is a bit different, but it feels very similar."

Edogawa Conan said: "I know! The mask in the movie refers to the mask used by the real murderer in the last century. I guess this is the reference!"

"The kid is right."

A gray-haired but dignified lady walked in slowly, smiling kindly: "The mask in front of you is what the murderer Brill wore when he killed people. Do you see the black spots on the side of the mask? That's bloodstains." .”

Mao Lilan took a half step back in surprise, Edogawa Conan blinked, and said cutely: "Grandma, are you Ms. Su Fang Hongzi?"

Su Fang Hongzi smiled, "That's right. Welcome everyone, I am Su Fang Hongzi, the organizer of the charity dinner, thank you for accepting my invitation."

When she was speaking, a huge red curse spirit was coiling tightly around her body. Dozens of eyeballs on her body moved irregularly. The ugly curse spirit grinned at the people around it while writhing.

High school quartet: "..."

Nagara Haruka frowned, and intuitively took a step back.

Al tilted his head without feeling nervous: "Masters, the spell spirit behind her should be the highest level among them, right?"

Gojo Wu wondered, "Indeed, but how did you find out?"

Al has no spell power, and cannot judge the strength of a spell spirit by feeling like a magician.

Al replied: "Well, because it looks better than other curse spirits..."

"puff."

Indeed, the higher the level, the cooler it looks, and the lower-level mantras are as random as if they were squeezed out of mud. Judging the level of mantras by their appearance... Well, there is indeed a certain basis.

Maori Kogoro said warmly: "Ms. Su Fang, you are welcome. We just want to thank you for your invitation. Charity is a great charity. But...how come there are so many masks in your house? It looks creepy."

Su Fanghongzi smiled, "It's just some unrefined hobbies. I'm ashamed to say that all the masks in this hall of masks are collected by me from all over the world with a lot of money."

She picked up the remote control and pressed it lightly, and the red cloth on the four walls of the mask hall opened, revealing the scene behind the red cloth.

white mask.

Many, many white masks are put together in an orderly manner, occupying the entire four walls, and each mask has a similar smile, like a voyeur in the dark, showing a strange smile to the people in the hall of masks.

The guests were all shocked by this weird scene.

Su Fang Hongzi proudly said: "This is my most proud collection - Xiao Bo's mask."

Mori Kogoro asked doubtfully, "Shable's mask?"

"Shop Condres." Al said: "It is said that he is a talented sculptor, but he was framed by his jealous brother and became nothing. After Shoble despaired of human nature, he kept carving masks as if he was cursed. , when he carved the 200th mask, he committed suicide."

The people in the hall of masks looked at the blond boy at the same time, raising their eyebrows: "Al?"

Al knew why she was surprised. He shrugged and answered: "It was written in the magazine I bought before, and the title of the topic seems to be "Introduction to the World's Famous Cursed Objects."

Jia Ruozi smiled and said, "Wow, it's not bad."

Al gave her a smug smile.

Seeing that someone knew about the origin of the mask, Su Fang Hongzi said even more happily: "Yes, that's right. It's that Xiao Bo. When people found Xiao Bo's body, these masks were scattered around him, and each mask was stained with blood. Schoble's blood, it's like 200 masks are sucking Schoble's blood."

Liangyao, the Tarot divination master, said calmly: "I have also heard a little about the mask of Schoble. I heard that Mr. Schoble's reputation was rehabilitated later, and the carved mask was bought and collected by different people at a high price, but it is strange. Yes, most of those who had masks did not die well."

She drew out a tarot card.

"The general manager of a bank in England fell off his horse and died on the second day after getting the mask. A jeweler in France was robbed and shot to death on the third day after getting the mask. And so on Events took place simultaneously around the world, after which it was believed that Shoble's masks would drink the blood of their bearers, and they were called cursed masks."

Mamoru Matsudaira was surprised: "But, Ms. Su Fang, you have collected a total of 200 masks like this!"

Su Fang Hongzi smiled slightly, and looked at the four members of the high school: "Ten years ago, I asked a powerful magician to help me seal Xiaobu's mask. He said that his seal could last ten years. Now ten years later The deadline is imminent, so I contacted that gentleman again, only to hear that he had passed away unexpectedly."

Mori Kogoro asked in surprise, "What should I do about this?"

Su Fang Hongzi said in a calm manner: "I was also very panicked when I first heard the news. Fortunately, the friend of Mr. Conjurer is willing to help me. These four gentlemen and ladies are here to help me re-seal the spell of the mask. division."

Everyone looked at the four young boys and girls in surprise, only Tarot divination master Liangyao was the calmest.

Nagara Haruka said calmly: "It seems that the ominousness in this villa will be suppressed soon."

"exactly."

Su Fang Hongzi took a few steps forward, relying on her extraordinary intuition to accurately find Xia Youjie, who was in charge of socializing among the four, and asked kindly, "Mr. Conjurer, what do you think of my masks?"

When she asked this sentence, the red curse spirit wrapped around her stuck out its sticky tongue, and the disgusting tongue almost licked Xia Youjie's face.

Xia Youjie took a step back calmly, smiled decently and said, "It's really an eye-opener. You have spent a lot of effort to collect all 200 Xiaobu's masks, right?"

Su Fang Hongzi said happily: "Yes, fortunately, the hard work paid off, and I finally collected all the masks of Xiao Bu. Then, I will entrust you with the subsequent seals. I heard that you are..."

Xia Youjie said knowingly: "Level one."

"That's right, it's really an honor for me, Su Fang Hongzi, to invite you!" Su Fang Hongzi said sincerely, "On the day of the charity gala, please be sure to attend and complete the new sealing ceremony at the gala."

The high school students were taken aback, Gojo Gojo said displeased, "Isn't it today?"

"No, no, no." Su Fang Hongzi denied, "This is a precious finale item at the charity dinner. Only a few people who personally seal it at the auction will make the buyers feel at ease. I have already contacted reporters from several newspapers. , everything is ready, just waiting for a few conjurers to show off their skills at the banquet."

"..."

After a while, Xia Youjie showed a distant yet polite smile, neither saying yes nor no bad.

Several adults looked at each other, but they all looked unclear. So, Mori Kogoro asked his two children in a low voice: "What is a magician?"

Maurilan shook his head blankly.

Conan Edogawa didn't answer this question, he pulled Mori Kogoro's clothes, and whispered another thing: "Uncle, letter!"

Mori Kogoro slapped his head, and quickly went to take out his pocket: "By the way, speaking of the cursed mask... We received such a letter on the way here."

Mori Kogoro took out a letter and handed it to Su Fang Hongzi.

——Please don’t help Su Fang Hongzi’s charity dinner.Sincerely, Mask of the Damned.

"Huh?" Matsudaira hurriedly took out the same letter from his pocket: "I also received the same letter!"

Photographer Maki Katagiri said: "What a coincidence, me too. This letter was sent to my studio the day before yesterday."

Nagara Haruka also took out the same letter after hearing the words: "I have it here too."

Jia Ruozi slowly took out the blocking letter: "Is this one? We also have it. We picked it up on the way here."

Everyone looked at each other, vaguely aware of the seriousness of the matter.

All the guests who accepted the invitation to the charity gala received the same suspicious letter!This is definitely no ordinary prank!

Su Fang Hongzi took the letter from Mori Kogoro, opened it to read, and then showed a contemptuous smile.

"Never mind. I've been getting letters and calls like this almost every month since I started my philanthropy."

The curse spirit behind her giggled, opened its black mouth, and bit Su Fang Hongzi's head. Like a naughty child, it gnawed at Su Fang Hongzi's head from its teeth, as if it would crush her head at any moment.

Su Fang Hongzi hissed.

The maids quickly asked: "President, do you have a headache again?"

Mao Lilan cared: "Ms. Su Fang, are you okay?"

"Hmm...it doesn't matter." Su Fanghong rubbed her head and said, "I made you laugh. It's probably because of getting older. In recent years, the headaches have become more and more serious, and taking medicine is useless. To be honest, Over the past few years, my headaches have become so severe that I have to take sleeping pills to fall asleep."

"Is that so?" Mori Kogoro asked, "Have you been checked by the hospital?"

"I've been there, but the doctor said there's nothing serious about it."

...Of course nothing serious could be found.

The reason why Su Fang Hongzi had a headache was entirely caused by the curse spirit behind her.

Al looked at his several owners and saw that none of them had any intention of speaking, so he also stood silently in the crowd.

Su Fang Hongzi chatted with the other guests, and then invited everyone to move to the restaurant in the East Wing for dinner.

Gojo Satoru patted Al on the head: "Do you understand now? Al."

"Understood." Al said: "We are just tool people to set off the value of the collection. But, why did Mr. Moth agree to such a thing?"

Jia Ruozi said: "The conjurer who sealed the mask ten years ago is actually a friend of Teacher Ye Moth. That friend died in a battle against the curse master. Teacher Ye Moth asked us to do this job, or For his old friend's sake."

What she didn't say was that Teacher Noctua's original words were "If you stay at school for one day less, the school will save a lot of repair fees" and "It's good to meet different people."

Thinking about it now, the phrase "seeing people with different views" actually has a profound meaning.

Al asked, "The mask of Shoble?"

"It's indeed a curse." Gojo Satoru said, "It's true that the seal is loose, and they really need to be sealed again. Have you seen these curse spirits in the villa? It is probably attracted by the breath of the loose seal."

Al looked at Xia Youjie, who was walking in the front, obviously in a bad mood, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to pat Xia Youjie on the shoulder.

"Master."

"……Ok?"

"At least her charity activities are real. Without Su Fang Hongzi, those children who lost their parents in a car accident would have had a harder time."

Xia Youjie paused and reached out to touch Al's head.

"I know."

Gojo Wu curled his lips, "So I have already said, don't have too high expectations for the so-called good people..."

Jia Ruozi gave him an elbow calmly: "Say less."

After everyone walked into the restaurant, they saw two more people.One is Su Fang Hongzi's female secretary, and the other is Su Fang Hongzi's adopted son, Aichuan Fuyuya.

Al blinked.

"It's the person who shot the cover of a magazine with Ah Tong before."

The stylishly dressed Aikawa Fuyuya looked over immediately, "Hahaha, you are right, I did collaborate with Ms. Atong on the cover of a magazine last month. Let me introduce myself, my name is Aichuan Fuyuya, It's a rock 'n' roll."

Su Fang Hongzi smiled lovingly: "I thought you weren't coming, Fuyuya."

"How come? Aunt Su Fang's charity dinner, I mean I will do my part."

They sat down and began to eat. After a while, the home run king asked curiously: "Speaking of which, Ms. Su Fang, what is the opportunity for you to do charity?"

Su Fang Hongzi put down her fork and sighed: "Ten years ago, there was a tragedy near here. A driver hit and killed a woman in the snow, and in extreme fear, he ran away with his car and missed the first time." The time to rescue the injured. The woman who was hit died that night, and not long after, the perpetrator hanged himself at home because of guilt."

She mourned: "This woman is my best friend and Fuyuya's mother. Since then, I can't help but pay attention to tragedies related to car accidents, and naturally started charity."

Lanchuan Fuyuya smiled faintly: "Over the years, Auntie Su Fang has helped many children who lost their parents in car accidents, and so have I. Without Auntie Su Fang, there would be no Lanchuan Fuyuya now."

Su Fang Hongzi shook her head, "You child..."

The guests praised Su Fanghongzi's kindness one after another. In such a harmonious atmosphere, the curse spirit wrapped around Su Fanghongzi kept giggling and making people feel numb.

The four members of the high school all faintly sensed the unusual taste in it.

After nightfall, the door of the mask hall was closed, and the east wing was separated from the west wing. Four high school students gathered in the same room, but none of them wanted to sleep.

Jia Ruyanzi said: "Who can sleep in this kind of house full of curse spirits."

Gojo Wujo said unhappily: "Let me tell you, let's seal Xiaobu's mask tonight, how about it?"

Xia Youjie, who had been in a slight trance, came back to his senses, "Tonight?"

"Yes." Gojo Satoru said disdainfully: "You don't really want to go to her charity dinner to dance the big god?"

Jia Ruozi shook his head decisively: "I don't want to."

Al also said, "I don't want to."

Xia Youjie sighed.

"I don't want to either. If she came to us just to seal the mask, then she can seal it at any time. The sealing ceremony must be arranged at the charity dinner next week..."

He shook his head and didn't finish his sentence.

Al propped his head and said, "I agree with No. [-]'s suggestion. Anyway, the task given to us by Noctumoth is just to seal the mask, right? Then we can complete our task. As for whether the line at the charity dinner has been supported... What does it have to do with us? Anyway, our sealing task has been completed."

"...You're right." Xia Youjie sighed, "Let's secretly seal off Xiao Bu's mask tonight, and go back to school tomorrow morning."

Gojo Satoru whistled, "That's right. As for next week's charity dinner, let her be a dove. I want Lao Tzu to dance for her in public. How can she have such a big face?"

Jia Ruozi shrugged, "I have no objection, or rather, I'm happy to save a trip."

Seeing that they had reached a consensus, Al said: "Then I will go secretly to get the key to the Hall of Masks."

Five minutes later, the high school four sneakily opened the door of the Hall of Masks.

The masks hanging on the wall before they left became crooked, and a few fell to the ground, which was done by the magic spirits in the Hall of Masks.

Al casually crushed a curse spirit.

Xia Youjie stretched out his hand, grasped a curse spirit skillfully, extracted the core of the magic power of the curse spirit, and put the curse spirit into a ball of magic spirit and put it in his pocket.

"Leave all the third-level ones to me."

Although the third level is delicious, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat!

Al didn't know how to seal cursed objects, so he rubbed cursed spirit balls aside. His method of distinguishing third- and fourth-level cursed spirits was also quite simple and crude. The good-looking ones were rolled into balls, and the unsightly ones were directly slaughtered.

The three high school conjurers each picked up a mask and sealed it with a unified basic sealing method. It was not difficult, but since there were too many masks, the workload was quite heavy.

About half an hour later, the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole came from the door of the East Wing. The four of them looked at each other and quickly put the mask back in place.

It was Aikawa Fuyuya who walked in.

He walked into the empty mask hall and stood alone for a long time before he stepped forward, took off the 200 Shoble masks on the wall one by one, and put them into the sack he brought over.

Xia Youjie was puzzled: "What is he going to do?"

Gojo Satoru scratched his face, "...well, you can't just want to steal his adoptive mother's collection and sell it?"

Iamori Glass frowned slightly: "No way. Lanchuan Fuyuya is a very popular rock singer recently, so he is not short of money."

"Glass, you have a weird attitude. Could it be that you are protecting the handsome guy?"

"Wu, don't tell me if you see through."

"...Do you want to die?"

Al interrupted their daily bickering: "Masters, do you want to follow me?"

Gojo Satoru waved his hand, "Go. Let him take away the mask, let's seal the air."

Four people hid in the body of Shell Puff, and Puff Mantra relied on the fact that ordinary people could not see him, so he swaggered past Lanchuan Fuyuya and moved to the east wing. After 10 minutes, Lanchuan Fuyuya dragged the sack after taking off the mask He walked out, locked the door of the east wing, and hung the key back to the dining room.

He is obviously very familiar with this villa.

"What is he doing in the room next to Su Fang Hongzi?"

"have no idea……"

With a clang, Lan Chuan Fuyao lay on the door connecting the two rooms, and threw a knife into Su Fang Hongzi's room. He had a long fishing line in his hand, and the group of four saw that he was holding Xiao Bo The masks passed through the fishing line and were thrown into Su Fanghongzi's room one by one.

Jia Ruozi asked suspiciously, "Su Fang Hongzi slept so dead?"

Al thought for a while: "Before dinner, Su Fang Hongzi seemed to say that she had headaches all year round and had to take sleeping pills to fall asleep."

Jia Ruozi suddenly realized: "I remembered."

They watched as Lan Chuan Dongya threw all the 200 masks into Su Fang Hongzi's room, pulled the fishing line suddenly, all the masks were strung together in a row, and the thickness of the [-] masks directly approached Su Fang Hongzi who was sleeping .

At the top of the mask is the sharp knife that was put in at the beginning.

Seeing that Lanchuan Dongya was about to take Su Fanghongzi's life with a light push, Xia Youjie said, "Stop, Mr. Lanchuan."

Lanchuan Fuyuya was taken aback.

"you--?!"

"Shh." Gojo Gobi made a silent gesture, "You don't want to be found out that you are killing people, do you? If you kill her now, this guy..."

He pointed at Xia Youjie, "I will definitely help Su Fang Hongzi to call the police."

Lanchuan Fuyuya: "..."

He was silent for a long time, and said with a helpless smile: "It seems that I will not be able to take revenge in the end."

……

West Wing.

In the room of the high school students.

Gojo realized it and said, "You wrote that letter, right?"

Lanchuan Fuyuya nodded, and said with a wry smile: "Yes. I advise you not to help the charity gala, because most of the income of the charity gala will be swallowed by her, and everyone's money will not be sent to those who really need help. in. Doesn't make sense."

"..."

The high school students were not surprised when they heard this.

Xia Youjie turned his head and sighed in disappointment. Al patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Master, don't let scum spoil your mood, they don't deserve it."

"……Ok, I know."

Gojo Satoru asked again: "So, what do you mean by revenge?"

"...You all heard about my mother at the dinner table, right? But in fact, on the night of the car accident, my mother didn't drive out. It was my birthday, and my mother and I were at home Celebrating my birthday, how could she drive into the snow and kill someone?"

Jia Ruozi was taken aback, "Then..."

Lanchuan Dongya sneered: "That's right. Su Fang Hongzi was the one who hit and killed the person. My mother was a servant who worked in her villa, and we had always had a good relationship with her. I didn't expect... I didn't expect her She even blamed my mother for killing someone, and forced her to commit suicide! I cannot forgive Su Fang Hongzi!"

The high school students fell silent.

Lanchuan Fuyuya waited for a while, but he didn't wait for them to speak. He smiled a little surprised: "Don't you even persuade me to stop?"

In the silence, Al calmly wiped his neck: "Don't persuade others to be kind before they suffer. If you want to kill, just—"

Xia Youjie held down his hair, and Al immediately silenced him.

"Mr. Lan Chuan, there is nothing wrong with you wanting revenge, but that kind of person is not worth your life."

Jia Ruozi folded his arms and said, "I agree. Didn't you say in a magazine that you liked rock and roll very much? If you kill someone, you will spend the rest of your life in prison. What about your rock and roll? Your mother Want you to ruin your life?"

"I know what you said." Lanchuan Dongya murmured, "I know everything, but I just can't be reconciled."

"..."

Gojo Satoru raised his chin and asked him, "Hey, do you have any evidence to prove your family's innocence?"

Lanchuan Fuyuya was stunned, "There is a diary, which was written by my mother before committing suicide, but...the diary should not be used as evidence."

Xia Youjie frowned and said, "The car accident happened ten years ago. It is almost impossible to find other evidence..."

Al raised his hand and said, "It's not necessary to find evidence."

Everyone in the room turned to look at him at the same time.

Al said calmly, "Actually, I have an idea."

Lanchuan Fuyuya said: "...What idea?"

Al Zhonger said with full of breath: "I would like to call it - the super-standard charity dinner of Cursing F3! Accept the gift of the Wraith!"

High school students: "..."

Shame! ! !