Chapter 15

These three were all veteran Onmyoji from Tokyo and had known each other for a long time.

They looked down on a young person like Akaso Kaze who had suddenly risen and come to steal their food, deliberately squeezing him out, wanting him to retreat in the face of difficulties.

The Hatamoto family was a very wealthy and large family, and this time the head of the family had died, so the reward was definitely generous.

And once he became the exclusive Onmyoji for the Hatamoto family, he wouldn't have to worry about food and clothing in the future.

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Akaso Kaze smiled slightly and ignored them.

I am not a charlatan like you guys.

He was still a bit curious, wondering if the Onmyoji of this world had any real skills.

The three looked at each other and each used their own methods.

One Onmyoji opened the ghost-head fan in his hand, bit his left thumb, drew a line on the fan, quickly formed several hand seals with both hands, and muttered, his voice going from low to high.

Following his chanting, whether it was psychological or not, everyone present felt gusts of eerie wind blowing.

Faint black smoke began to swirl around the Onmyoji.

"Wow, so amazing."

"As expected of an Onmyoji."

"Look, ghost energy is coming out."

"Is this summoning a Shikigami?"

The servants of the Hatamoto family nearby whispered to each other, all showing looks of awe.

"Hehe."

Akaso Kaze couldn't help but laugh.

Under the effect of the Eye of Space, the other party's tricks were clear to see.

Isn't it just lighting a small incense burner in his sleeve?

Akaso Kaze used his hand of thought to open the lid of the incense burner and then fanned it.

The incense burner contained who knows what, but it turned bright red when it caught the wind, releasing more black smoke.

The eyes of the onlookers widened instantly.

"Look, the ghost energy is getting stronger."

"Is the Shikigami about to come out?"

"So terrifying."

The black smoke on the Onmyoji became thicker and thicker, choking him until tears streamed down, yet he endured it, not daring to cough.

Leaving one hand to make gestures, the other hand hurriedly reached into his bosom.

Akaso Kaze tipped the incense burner, and the scorching, glowing object landed right on the Onmyoji's palm.

"Ouch~"

The Onmyoji screamed like a ghost from the burn.

"Wow, is he possessed by a ghost?"

The eyes of the crowd brightened even more.

Whoosh.

Suddenly, a flash of fire erupted from the Onmyoji's large sleeve.

He danced and howled loudly.

Everyone thought he was performing a ritual and cheered joyfully.

The Onmyoji finally couldn't take it anymore, turned around, jumped over the railing, and leaped into the sea.

"Kid, playing god and ghost, look at my Soul-Suppressing Bell!"

The second Onmyoji took out a palm-sized bell and started shaking it with a clatter.

This bell was very eerie, the sound was harsh, making people feel irritated.

Akaso Kaze frowned in displeasure.

He used his hand of thought.

Whoosh.

The bell was snatched from the Onmyoji's hand.

Under everyone's gaze, the bell flew up and hit the Onmyoji's bald head hard.

Ding-a-ling, it sounded quite pleasant.

The third Onmyoji was scared.

He raised his Liuren divination plate to block in front of him.

"I am an Onmyoji of the Iga Gate, don't you mess around... ouch!"

The divination plate flew up and slapped him right in the face.

All three Onmyoji ran off the ship in disgrace.

The servants of the Hatamoto family looked at Akaso Kaze differently.

This Onmyoji is truly amazing.

He didn't do anything, just stood there for a while, and the other Onmyoji were all scared away.

Definitely a super big shot.

The old butler Kenji Suzuki respectfully invited Akaso Kaze into the banquet hall.

The descendants of the Hatamoto family and the police were all present.

"Oh, Akaso-san, why are you here?" Inspector Megure asked puzzledly.

It wasn't the first time they had met; they had met once at the Mouri Detective Agency during the Yutaka Abe case, but Akaso Kaze didn't have an official identity then.

They met again two days ago during the haunted house incident, and Akaso Kaze had already become an Onmyoji.

"I invited him."

A girl from the Hatamoto family stood up.

Long hair with bangs, long eyelashes, and thin eyebrows.

Her face was melancholy, and there were still teardrops in the corners of her eyes.

"Hello, you must be Akaso-san, right? My name is Natsue Hatamoto. I heard from Sonoko that you are a powerful Onmyoji, so I specifically invited you over."

Inspector Megure curled his lip disdainfully, muttering: "Why invite an Onmyoji? Better to invite a detective."

Natsue explained: "I'm sorry, Inspector Megure, because my grandfather hates detectives the most. He said people who follow others and dig into privacy are the most despicable, so I invited Akaso-san."

Akaso Kaze's mouth curled up, nodding in agreement: "Your grandfather is right."

If Conan were here, he would definitely be furious again.

"What's the point of saying so much? Since the Onmyoji is here, hurry up and have him perform a ritual to find the whereabouts of Takeshi Hatamoto. That kid must still be on the ship."

A middle-aged woman with a mean face nearby said loudly.

Natsue looked sad when she heard this but didn't say anything.

The old butler nearby introduced in a low voice.

The one speaking was Mariko Hatamoto, the eldest daughter of the Hatamoto family.

Akaso Kaze couldn't be bothered to say much, turned on the Eye of Space, and scanned the area.

He was slightly stunned.

"I'm sorry, it's useless to find Takeshi Hatamoto."

He said in a deep voice: "Takeshi Hatamoto is already dead."

"What? Dead!"

The Hatamoto family members were all stunned, and even Inspector Megure was shocked.

Natsue Hatamoto swayed, her body went limp, and Akaso Kaze quickly reached out to hold her in his arms.