Detectives of Detective World

Japanese-style Noh noodles, African-style grotesque masks, Western-style gorgeous masks, Chinese-style classical masks...

Various masks are placed on the counter or on the surrounding walls, like a mask museum.

"Wow...that's awesome, there are so many masks here."

Everyone spread out one after another, appreciating around the masks they were interested in.

Nature Conan is no exception.

However, when he walked to a counter, he suddenly found a small remote control not much bigger than his hand on the edge of the cabinet below the counter.

The two buttons above are like opening and closing the elevator.

Conan curiously clicked the button with two arrows pointing outward to represent "open". The next moment, the red curtain behind him suddenly opened, causing him to turn around subconsciously.

"...!!"

Conan's pupils shrank when he saw the densely packed masks placed on the bookcase-like showcase after the curtains were opened.

And it's not just behind him, the curtains behind everyone can automatically open to reveal the same arrangement as Conan's back.

Without exception, each floor of the showcase was filled with pale masks with weird smiles.

"How come there are so many!" Xiaolan exclaimed in surprise while looking at the masks around her.

"What are these masks..." Maori Kogoro looked around, as if hoping that someone would come and answer him.

"These masks are all "Shaubel's masks"."

At this moment, when Tang Ze entered the hall, an old woman in a red coat stood at the door, followed by a woman with glasses and a suit, who looked like the other party's secretary.

Her hair has turned gray, and the wrinkles on her face are clearly visible, but as a woman in her 60s, I have to say that she is really well-maintained and has an elegant temperament. ".

"Ah, you are Ms. Su Fanghongzi!"

After seeing the woman, Maori Kogoro quickly said hello: "Hello,

I am Maori. "

"Hello." After returning the salute, Su Fanghongzi smiled at the crowd and said, "Everyone is willing to come here during your busy schedule. It's really radiant."

The female secretary behind her nodded to everyone, but she didn't mean to introduce herself.

"I don't know what you think?" On the other hand, Su Fanghongzi had come to Mouri Kogoro and smiled: "This is my favorite collection, isn't it good?"

"Well...this..." Mauri Kogoro looked at the weird masks around him, scratching his head, it was hard to compliment him.

"You just mentioned 'Chauble's Masks,' are these masks on the wall cabinet?"

Before Maori Kogoro could answer, Nagara Haruka, who was on the side, took the initiative to step forward, looking at Su Fanghongzi with a slightly dignified expression and asked aloud.

"Yes, these masks are the legendary two hundred masks completed by the famous Spanish sculptor Choble Condres shortly before his death."

It can be seen that Su Fanghongzi was very complacent when he said this, obviously very complacent about this collection.

But unlike Su Fanghongzi, when she heard her answer, Nagahara looked at Su Fanghongzi with a solemn expression and said, "But I think you should know that "Xiaobull's mask" is also called the cursed mask by everyone. "

This sentence fell into the ears of Ayako and Conan, but it was like thunder, because the intimidation letter they received before was signed as "the messenger of the cursed mask".

And now they have encountered a collection called "cursed mask", which has to make people feel weird.

"Um...why are these masks called "cursed masks"..."

Maori Kogoro, who was beside him, looked at Su Fanghongzi in confusion and asked aloud.

"Simply because Choble Condres was a sculptor that ended in tragedy."

Su Fanghongzi smiled and explained: "Although Xiao Bo has a talent, he is very talented in teaching, but he fell into the trap set by his jealous brother.

In the end, his status, fame, and family property were all robbed.

After being betrayed and betrayed by his brother, Shaubel Condres completely despaired of human nature, and the whole person seemed to be possessed by something strange, constantly carving these masks.

And just after he finished carving the 200th mask, he took his own life by suicide.

And the masks he carved were scattered around his body, all covered with his blood.

From that sight, it was as if the masks had killed him, sucking his blood. "

"Although after his death, his reputation during his lifetime was rehabilitated, but after that, these masks also scattered and fell into the hands of different people..."

Speaking of this, Nagara Haruka's face looked a little ugly: "But things started to get weird after that. For those who have masks, most of the final endings ended in tragedy..."

Looking around at the masks around, Miss Divination said with a dignified expression, "One of the people I know is the general manager of a bank in England.

The day after he got one of the masks, he accidentally fell off a horse while riding.

Another collector, a French jeweler, was attacked by robbers in his home and shot several times and ended up dead. "

Later, I don't know when it started, the legend about the mask spread all over the world.

These masks are believed to be cursed beings, and it was the resentful blood of the sculptor "Choble Condres" that made them cursed masks.

They will suck the blood of every holder like the blood of their former owners.

Once this legend has been circulated, the mask has become an unavoidable existence. "

"Hey, is there any problem? Ms. Su Fang, you have collected 200 "cursed masks" now!"

After listening to the words of the fortune-teller Miss Chang Liangyao, the superstitious Songping Shou looked at Su Fanghongzi in panic: "Are you sure this will be okay!?"

"Thank you for your concern, but don't worry."

Su Fanghongzi smiled when she heard the words, "I am very aware of this curse. When I was collecting it, I had already hired a psychic medium with strong mana to seal the curse carried by these masks."

'This whole thing feels more and more bizarre. ’

Hearing a few adults, and they are all well-known figures in certain fields, discussing superstition and metaphysics such as "cursed mask" in a serious manner, Conan can only "hehe" speechless.

But if Tang Ze is to look at it, this is indeed quite nonsense. After all, "metaphysics" can't have a special "ke learning" that is reliable! !