Chapter 252

The Mist Tengu in front, Akaso Kaze in the back, they entered the navy cave.

The cave was filled with rolling black energy, and visibility was very low.

After passing a turn, Akaso Kaze looked back and saw no one had followed them in.

He waved his hand and threw out Akemi Miyano.

Seeing Akemi Miyano's equipment, Akaso Kaze's lips curled up slightly.

A tight black leather outfit, revealing half of her long, white legs.

Carrying a samurai sword in her left hand and a leather whip slung over her shoulder, she was truly cool.

Akemi Miyano jumped onto the Mist Tengu, brandishing her samurai sword, and charged into the passage.

Inside, black energy rolled, and roars erupted everywhere.

Akaso Kaze wasn't in a hurry; he walked inside slowly.

After a while, the black energy rolled back and retreated.

The view suddenly cleared up.

"Lord Akaso, there is a memorial tablet in front, and the black energy has all burrowed behind it."

Akemi Miyano rode the Mist Tengu back.

Akaso Kaze didn't rush to walk inside; he first checked her body.

The black energy had caused almost no damage to her.

Where she was hit, the black energy was quickly converted into magic power by the magic array on her body surface, turning into her own strength instead.

Akaso Kaze nodded with satisfaction.

The magic maid is truly extraordinary.

He jumped onto the Mist Tengu, put his arms around Akemi Miyano's cool waist, and moved forward along the cave.

After walking for a while, a memorial tablet appeared in front.

Looking at the material, it was likely placed there in recent years.

Thinking of the wounds on Koji Hamada's body, Akaso Kaze's heart stirred.

Could it be that he received so many wounds because he frequently came here to check on the gold?

Akemi Miyano used her whip to roll up the memorial tablet and toss it aside, revealing the deep cave entrance behind it.

At the same time, at Ekoda High School, inside the classroom of Class 2-B.

Kaito Kuroba sat in his seat, looking at the ancient documents on his desk, frowning.

"Fushijima? Over four hundred years ago, a daimyo led hundreds of navy soldiers to attack the island, and their goal was a legendary gem. Looking at the description here, it's very similar to the legendary Pandora."

"Hmm? Later, all these navy soldiers were killed by a mage on the island, and that mage also exhausted his magic power and never appeared in the world again."

"In that case, it's very likely that the gem is still on that Fushijima?"

"It seems there's a need to go to Fushijima to take a look. It just so happens that tomorrow is the weekend..."

Kaitou Kid pondered in his mind and closed the ancient documents.

In the afternoon, time approached three o'clock.

Fushijima Community Center, in the lounge behind the stage.

Uncle Mouri sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his face full of displeasure.

"Really, they were the ones who invited me here, but the hospitality is so poor! The room isn't as good as Akaso-san's, and today even the food and wine served were very ordinary, leaving me with no mood to drink at all."

"And that Village Head Mikami, he actually came when we were almost finished eating, told me about helping to find the one billion yen in gold, and then left immediately. That's just too impolite, isn't it?"

Ran sat nearby, smiling with her eyes squinted. "Alright, Dad, aren't they clearing out ghosts with Akaso-san? That matter is naturally more important."

"Besides, the appearance fee for your speech this time is not a penny less, and if you can help find the gold, you can also get a one-tenth share."

"Hmph! If it weren't for the money, I would have left by now!" Uncle Mouri complained and muttered.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Uncle Mouri said "Come in," and immediately saw Goro Kinoshita walk into the room, smiling as he said, "Mr. Mouri, the villagers who are willing to listen to your speech are already waiting in the audience. Shall we start now?"

"Start now?" Uncle Mouri raised his hand to check his watch. "Then let's go over there."

"Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Mouri." Goro Kinoshita bowed slightly.

Conan, Ran, and Uncle Mouri walked together to the entrance of the speech stage, and then Uncle Mouri poked his head to look under the stage, immediately speechless, his mouth twitching uncontrollably:

"Mr. Kinoshita, are these the only people who are willing to come and listen to my speech?"

There were over two hundred seats under the stage, but only twenty or so people were sitting in the first two rows in the middle, and they were either old men, old women, or little brats; it was empty enough to be haunted.

"Mr. Mouri, I'm truly sorry. Most of the villagers heard that the Lord Onmyoji brought a shikigami, so they all went to the outside of the navy cave to watch the excitement, so..."

Goro Kinoshita gave two dry laughs, then pointed to the stage and said, "Now, please go on stage, Mr. Mouri. By the way, our island has specially prepared a celebration ball for you. You just need to stand under the stage and pull that rope."

Conan curled his lips.

A celebration ball?

With only these few people, what are you celebrating? ===== CHAPTER 254 =====