Chapter 80: Hate it, don't do that

Conan looks Akaso Kaze up and down unhappily and greets him reluctantly: "Akaso-brother, hello."

This guy is too hateful!

Every time I see this handsome face, I'm jealous to death!

Akaso Kaze nods: "Maru-san received a treasure, I'm here to take a look."

As Akaso Kaze says this, he looks at Conan.

The scene in front of him seems familiar.

Could it be that he can receive another soul today?

That would be truly great.

"Where is Maru-san? Is he meeting with Mori-san?"

Mao Li Lan shakes her head, "Just now Maru-san came out to greet guests and went to another room..."

Before she finishes speaking, she hears the phone ringing.

"So noisy, what is that guy doing?"

Mori Kogoro walks out of the room next door, fuming.

"Huh, Akaso-san, you're here too."

"Mori-san, hello."

Akaso Kaze frowns and greets him casually.

Judging by the situation, Maru Denjiro is probably already dead.

Cast Eye of Space.

Sure enough, in the reception room, Maru Denjiro has been stabbed through the chest by a sword and pinned to the wall.

The soul, of course, is clinging to the blade of the samurai sword, the murder weapon.

Hand of Intent.

Taking advantage of the fact that there is no one in the room, Akaso Kaze begins to cast magic.

The samurai sword is slowly pulled out of Maru Denjiro's corpse.

If Conan were here, he would definitely be so shocked that his eyeballs would fall out.

After a while, the samurai sword disappears and appears in Akaso Kaze's soul space.

Yo, it's actually a material for a magic tool; this wave is a big profit again.

Maru Denjiro's soul looks around blankly.

Eight strange little people gather around, all with expressions of watching the fun.

There's one charred black, one kicking a head like a ball, one with a sword stuck in its back, one holding a small whip, one old and two young with arms around each other's shoulders, and there's even a wooden man with a head turning back and forth.

What kind of place is this?

A giant human face suddenly appears in the air.

The little people around immediately have eyes shining, becoming excited.

The good show is about to begin.

Swish.

Rails appear out of thin air, surrounding Maru Denjiro's soul in the middle.

Soul Cage.

Then two palms appear inside the cage.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

Maru Denjiro is immediately swollen from the slapping.

The souls around are all excitedly opening and closing their mouths.

Although they can't make a sound, one can tell from their lip movements that they are shouting:

"Big, big, big, big, big, small..."

Sizzle.

Maru Denjiro's soul twitches as expected.

"Akaso-brother, what are you looking at?"

Conan looks in the direction of Akaso Kaze's gaze; that seems to be the room where Maru Denjiro is meeting guests.

"Don't you feel it?"

Akaso Kaze's consciousness withdraws from the soul space.

"Feel what?"

Conan is confused.

"A case has occurred, right there, where Maru Denjiro is meeting guests. And, someone should be dead."

"What?"

Conan is dumbfounded.

You just arrived and you say a case has occurred; do you think you are the Death God?

However, looking at the room Akaso Kaze mentioned, Conan has a thought.

Maru-san hasn't come back for a long time, could it be...

Was he really right?

Conan suddenly stands up and runs toward the reception room.

"Conan, you kid, what are you doing again? Don't disturb Maru-san."

Mori Kogoro chases after him in a panic.

Conan runs wildly, rolling his eyes.

"Conan!"

Ran also calls out helplessly, then turns her head and complains coquettishly, "Akaso-san, don't deliberately lure Conan like this! You know, Conan is most interested in cases and such."