Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 279 Xiaolan who walks at night (monthly ticket plus update)
The tone of the room is obviously darker. Even though there is plenty of light outside, it is blocked by dark gauze curtains, and only a little light can enter the room.

The desk lamp placed on the bedside table disappeared, replaced by a skinny and shriveled arm, protruding from the table, holding a crystal ball reflecting the dim light in its palm.

And that fluffy double bed
The whole bed was wrapped in pure white gauze curtains, which was nothing, but because of the gloomy light in the room, and ghosts flickering on the gauze curtains from time to time.

Let Fu Jiang completely lose the desire to lie on it and sleep.

Unless he sleeps with his eyes closed, the ghost on the gauze curtain moves from time to time, making him fall asleep?
Except for the lamp and the bed, everything else in the room has also become hellish.

This is called a residence?The grave is more or less the same.

Fu Jiang grabbed the pull ring of the door, opened the door, and came to the corridor.

The changes here are not too big, except that it has become spooky, there is not much difference.

Perhaps it was because the corridor was already empty.

The only obvious change is that there are oil paintings hanging on the wall, which look very old, and many of them have faded.

Some depict devils, others plague crowds, and women in rich costumes.

The appearance of the person in the painting is extremely beautiful, and in Fu Jiang's view, it may be barely comparable to him.

At the moment when Fu Jianggang and the woman in the painting looked at each other, the eyes of the person in the painting moved inconspicuously.

Often, a normal adult who notices a movement in the painting will get a creepy feeling and wonder if they're seeing it wrong.

So I would stare at the painting for a while, and then
"what--"

The face of the figure in the painting suddenly begins to rot, followed by a horrific scream.

It was supposed to be a scene that would terrify anyone staring at the painting.

But coupled with the scene where Fu Jiang picked up the painting and went downstairs, ready to leave the mansion, it was like screaming in horror when he felt that he was about to be kidnapped.

Tomie:?
Fu Jiang lifted the painting in his hand and glanced up and down.

The person in the painting has been restored to its original appearance.

Fu Jiang looked away, and left the house with the painting.

"what--"

The figure in the painting rots and screams again, only this time it disappears.

Fu Jiang frowned and looked at the gradually dissipating paintings in his hands, feeling quite regretful.

Sure enough, the system will not take advantage of this for nothing, even if it is the props produced by the system.

He originally wanted to try to see if he could take the painting out, and if he could, he could sell it for some money.

It's a pity that the things in this house are now useless.

The things transformed by the props will be wiped out immediately after being taken out, and the effect is quite gorgeous.

It is estimated that after taking out the things that exist but have changed their appearance, they will directly change back to their original appearance.

This cut off his business route of buying furniture at a low price, improving it, and then selling it to curious hunters at a high price.

Fu Jiang came back to the corridor outside the bedroom, where the ashesed painting was still hanging there.

Tomie studied how the painting worked.

Probably after detecting someone staring at it, if that person is still within one meter of the painting after about half a minute, the person in the painting will rot and scream.

And this scream can only be heard by those who are less than one meter away from the painting.

After that, Fu Jiang observed the other rooms of the villa one after another.

To put it simply, this skin item called 'The Mansion of Lost Souls' is to add a healthy eye protection mode to this villa.

As for the decoration style, it is different from the style of the vampire's tomb in the film and television works, Fu Jiang would like to call it the necromancer style.

Or Hell style would work too.

The most improved place in the whole villa is also the place with the highest style, which probably belongs to the basement.

When he came to the secret passage, Fu Jiang touched the mechanism.

But the wall did not move away as usual, but a skull face emerged.

As the owner of the Hall of Lost Souls, Fu Jiang should set a password for this secret door.

Phew, flames ignited in the skeleton's eyes.

"Colder than death, older than eternity, what is it?"

The skeleton door made an empty sound that seemed to come from the depths of hell, echoing in Fu Jiang's mind.

Fu Jiang took a few steps back, fiddled with his expression back and forth in front of the mirror, and after about half a minute, he stood back in front of the skeleton door again.

He opened the corner of his mouth, and gave an evil grin, the dark white teeth reflected by the flames in the skull's eyes, making them particularly permeable.

"Fu Jiang Hehuan is just a story, it was made up by Satan to scare the demons, he, no, yes, really, really."

Fu Jiang's dark eyes were fixed on the fire in the eye sockets of the skull door, and his tone was hoarse and cold, giving people a sense of threat.

"Welcome back, great primordial fear."

Cartoonish, the skeleton door slides back, then moves behind the wall, revealing the dark passage.

The corners of Fu Jiang's mouth were opened further, revealing obvious malice.

When Gin Jiu came to visit one day, he would directly talk to the Skeleton Gate in this way, ensuring that Gin Jiu would be shocked and make up a fairy tale in his mind.

Or let him think that he can control demons, and have a bunch of hell creatures as his subordinate Huiyuan to experience it, and it will also have a gratifying effect.

As for Hongzi, forget it.

I have to lose my face.

Huh, huh, there are no lights on the stairs leading to the basement, and there are only two ghosts floating back and forth with will-o'-the-wisps.

This is of course false and can only be used to deceive human beings.

At the bottom of the basement stairs, Kyogoku really turned into a fully armed skeleton soldier. Obviously, the soulless entertainment projection was directly judged as a room decoration.

After coming to the basement, look around. His basement is at least ten times bigger.

But it was just looking around, Fu Jiang knocked on the air wall and judged.

The basement has been remodeled to look like a certain place in hell. From time to time, you can see the devil in the distance, dragging the howling soul entangled in chains to the dark dungeon in the distance.

If anyone wants to rush over to stop it, two ferocious ghosts will appear to block the way.

If you ignore the ghost, you can only bump your head against an invisible wall.

But at first glance, this basement is really terrifying. If the Neon officials know about it, they will at least send the Self-Defense Forces to rush over in full gear, prepare a few armed helicopters, and maybe even tanks.

As for the arena used to train fighting, standing in the center of the arena and looking in all directions, you can see a group of demons watching the battle, yelling in strange languages ​​that they don't understand.

In addition, it is a simulated projection screen used to practice sniper rifles.

Well, this has really become a game.

You can choose to snipe the soul, snipe the devil, snipe the devil, fly in the sky, crawl on the ground.

Some of them can't be killed by a single shot, and they will rush towards you. If you don't kill them immediately, they will be gameover.

You can choose the hunting mode, as a demon hunter, from easy to difficult, hunt and kill all the vicious big demons.

You can also play the survival mode and keep killing the monsters rushing to attack to see how long you can last.

During the happy game time, Fu Jiang's firearm skills were upgraded to lv22.

The time has turned to midnight.

Dang, dang, dang, the devil's wall clock made a sound, reminding Fu Jiang that it was two hours past his sleep time.

Fu Jiang glanced at the time displayed on the phone, frowning slightly.

Accidentally got stuck in the game.

Really, this system is not smart at all, and the props given can't be set with anti-addiction function.

He won't get angry and smash the props just because he can't play the game.

After a brief wash, Fu Jiang put his bowler hat on his head, put on his coat, put on his combat boots and walked quickly to the parking lot.

Compared with other facilities in the basement, the parking lot has a lot less creativity.

It's still the scene of hell, but the exit has become a devil's mouth.

Driving a Rolls-Royce, Fu Jiang began to search for his prey.

Tonight, who should we pick?
Oh, that high school girl who stays out at night and walks alone in the middle of the night seems to be a good choice.

……

"Phew, it's actually so late." Xiaolan raised her wrist and glanced at the hands of the watch with the help of the light from the street lamp, her pace became more and more hasty.

Because of some troubles at work, she delayed for some time and came home an hour late from get off work.

It's already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and it is estimated that Conan and Mori Kogoro are already asleep.

She hoped she wouldn't accidentally disturb them when she opened the door.

"@￥!%"

The weird murmur distracted Xiaolan's attention.

She accidentally tripped on the sole of her foot and almost fell.

"Ah, I like this pair of shoes very much." Xiaolan looked at the broken bow from the shoes with distress.

Click, click, a small stone was kicked over and rolled to her shoe.

Xiaolan raised her head in a daze. There was a strange man in front of her.

She is not tall, not exceeding her horns, holding a wine bottle in her hand, and smells like wine all over her body.

And the man looked up at the sky, with a very weird smile on his face, and his eyes were wide open.

"Are you drunk?" Xiaolan thought to herself.

She got up quickly and stepped aside, "Sorry, I'm in your way."

"what?"

The footsteps of the man with a strange smile came to a halt.

Creaking, his head twisted to the side, his temples were level with the ground, and his neck and head were almost at a right angle.

But the twisted smile on his face remained the same, "Are you talking to me? Cute little miemie."

　.I didn’t pay attention to the monthly pass in the past two days. I took a look at it just now, and it’s time to add a new one.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)