Chapter 670: The Hateful Spirit at the Séance

Chapter 670: The Hateful Spirit at the Séance

Everyone mentioned again that Masahara Kirei would be the protagonist of the Black Magician Girls movie, and Hirasaka Yoshiki couldn't help but sigh.

"The main character of Black Magic Girl is also called Xiao Huang. I think there is no actress more suitable than her. It is such a pity that such a thing happened."

Youya asked in confusion: "How did you come up with the idea of ​​holding a séance to... er, summon the soul of Miss Xiaohuang?"

Yagawa Hiroshi explained, "Actually, it's because a strange rumor has been circulating among the fan club members recently."

"Rumors?" Mao Lilan suddenly became curious.

Yagawa Hiroshi said: "Fans who originally liked Xiao Huang, after joining the fan clubs of other actors, either got hurt for no apparent reason or suddenly fell ill..."

Ke Erfeng was still rubbing the Black Magic Girl's figurine with an intoxicated look on her face, saying, "This is the punishment for betraying Xiao Huang!"

Yagawa Hiroshi clicked his tongue and said, "There are rumors on the Internet that this is Xiao Huang's curse, which caused quite a stir."

"It's a curse." Maori Kogoro curled his lips in disdain, "It's just a coincidence."

Ke Erfeng showed a sinister look on her face: "Xiao Huang must have turned into a witch and resurrected!"

"Witch?"

Izumi Maho said: "Xiao Huang, the protagonist of Black Magic Girl, also died in an accident and was resurrected, and then gained the power of a witch..."

"Then she used the power of the witch to take revenge on those who designed her accidental death one by one." Park Zhimu Hexiong continued.

Yagawa Hiroshi continued, "The same happened to Miss Xiao Huang. She and her car fell into the river due to an accident, but her body was not found afterwards. She just disappeared mysteriously."

Izumi Maho showed some fear on her face: "Not only that, a murder also happened."

"A murder case?" The two half-detectives' eyes narrowed slightly.

Hirasaka Yoshiki said: "My editor, Mr. Zenan, was murdered just half a month ago."

"Hasn't the murderer been caught?" Youya asked, pinching his chin.

"No."

Kogoro Mouri forced a smile and asked, "So, what does this murder case have to do with Miss Xiaohuang?" He thought to himself, you guys are not trying to say that Miss Xiaohuang resurrected as a witch and came back to kill people, right?

Akiko Utakura said with lingering fear: "The deceased Mr. Zenan left a message, writing the word KIRA with his own blood."

Maori Kogoro was a little skeptical: "Is it true?"

When Akiko Utakura was suspected, she immediately said unhappily: "Of course it's true, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"With your own eyes?" Kogoro Mouri was stunned.

Hiroji Yagawa explained that Akiko Utakura was the first person to discover the blood words and saw them at the scene.

Mao Lilan showed a frightened expression, grabbed her old father's arm and asked in a trembling voice: "Is it possible that Miss Xiao Huang came back to life like in the comics, and then killed Mr. Zenan?"

Hirasaka Yoshiki smiled inexplicably: "We don't know about that."

Ke Erfeng said expectantly, "So we decided to hold a séance to summon Xiao Huang's soul and ask her in person what exactly happened."

Yuya and Conan both showed sarcastic smiles: Summoning souls and asking them whether they have committed a crime is too ridiculous. It would be better to let them go to the scene and take a look. Maybe they can find the real murderer.

Park Nomu Hexiong said with expectation: "Teacher Hirasaka has a strong inspiration and a wealth of knowledge about supernatural phenomena..."

At this time, Hirasaka Yoshiki opened the pocket watch he had been holding in his hand and took a look, saying, "Oh, it's already this time, it's almost time to start."

Several people nodded vigorously.

Hirasaka Yoshiki smiled and said, "Then let's go to the meditation room."

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In a dim room, 12 people were sitting around a large round table. Outside the crowd, a circle of Ya Yuanhuang's portraits were placed.

All the lights in the room were turned off, with only a few candles flickering with dim light.

Everyone crossed their hands and held hands with the people sitting on both sides of them, and Hirasaka Yoshiki took the lead in chanting... a spell.

After reciting a series of obscure spells, Hirasaka Yoshiki shouted loudly: "Yahara Huang, respond to our call to you!"

Then he started chanting the spells again.

As the spell was chanted, the originally quiet room suddenly became noisy.

The vertical lamp standing beside the table began to shake, the plates in the cabinet began to tremble, and the candles on the candlesticks began to flicker.

Then, low, painful, gender-indeterminate wails began to echo in the room.

"Huh? What? What happened?" Mao Lilan was startled. She looked back in horror, but saw nothing.

The wailing became louder and louder, soon filling the entire room.

Mao Lilan's face turned pale.

Even Conan and the others who were forced to attend the séance with an attitude of disbelief had their faces slightly changed.

Yuya looked around, trying to find the source of the sound, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

The others seemed not to notice the wailing and continued to chant the spell as if possessed. The wailing became louder and louder, until it was clear that it was a woman's voice.

Suddenly, Hirasaka Yoshiki shouted, "Respond to our call!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The candle on a candlestick suddenly exploded and went out, the statue on the table suddenly fell to the ground, and the plates in the cabinet fell and broke.

Mao Lilan was scared to death. She closed her eyes tightly and dared not look at anything around her.

The atmosphere in the room was already a bit weird, and when something like this happened suddenly, even the adult Kogoro Mouri's face changed suddenly.

Miyano Shiho's face suddenly turned ugly, and she subconsciously looked at Yuya.

Yuya gave her a reassuring look and mouthed a comforting message: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Miyano Shiho breathed a sigh of relief, nodded slightly, and the fear on her face disappeared.

A drop of sweat fell on Conan's forehead. He didn't believe in such nonsense as summoning souls at all. However, after observing the room, he couldn't find any reason for these situations. He was surprised how they did it.

Suddenly, the wailing stopped, but what followed was a woman's sad cry: "I am so upset, so painful..."

Ke Erfeng didn't show any fear on her face. Instead, she shouted in surprise, "It's Xiao Huang's voice!"

Conan followed the sound and found a swimsuit photo of Mahara Akira clipped on the drawing board. It was from behind...

Before he could take a closer look, a voice suddenly came from behind other photo posters, as if Yayuan Huang in the painting was speaking.

The cries of pain suddenly turned into accusations: "Unforgivable, unforgivable!"

"Among these people, there is the murderer who killed me!"

"Absolutely unforgivable!"

"Tonight, I will be resurrected and return! With these hands, I will personally take revenge!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, all the candles were extinguished and the whole room was plunged into darkness.