The handsome men of the comics rushed over

Yukimura next to her had a strange expression. Wasn't she here to look for Detective Mori? Why did she say she was looking for a child?

Yuan Jiao also saw Yukimura's expression, "Actually, I invited the Junior Detective League to come and help find it."

"Young Detective Team?"

"Yes, in fact, they have solved many cases, so I plan to invite them to help us." Yuan Jiao quietly approached Yukimura, "In fact, this kid has inherited the true teachings of the famous Kudo Shinichi."

Yukimura nodded doubtfully.

When Conan heard Yuan Jiao's words, his eyes narrowed suddenly. It seemed that Yuan Jiao knew more about him than he thought.

So does she know about the dark organization?

"Conan, I want you to help me find Liu's soul."

"Are you kidding?" Conan laughed, but seeing Yuan Jiao's serious look, he couldn't help but become serious, "Is it the big brother with his eyes closed?"

His memory is very good and he remembered their self-introductions.

"Yes." Yuan Jiao told Conan what happened.

Conan thought for a moment, "Have you ever gone to his home to look for him? The place a person is most familiar with is his home."

"That's right." Yuan Jiao suddenly realized something and slapped her left fist on the palm of her right hand.

"We'll leave first. If I need anything, just call me." Yuan Jiao shook her cell phone.

Conan nodded, this was his responsibility.

Yukimura brought Yuan Jiao to Liu's house.

"What a huge black fog." Yukimura and Yuan Jiao stood at the door of Liu's house. Thick black smoke was rising from his house, and it was almost impossible to see what the house looked like.

A compass is of no use without the blood of the parents.

"How about we go back first and come back tomorrow at noon. That's when the yang energy is at its heaviest. The black air here is too thick." In order to save his own life, he decided to wait until the yang energy is at its heaviest before setting off.

The evil aura in Jilang’s house might not have been so strong before.

I should go find my master to think of a solution.

Yukimura nodded.

When they separated, Yuan Jiao took a taxi directly to Abe Haruaki's house.

"Master." Yuan Jiao looked at Abe Haruaki drinking tea leisurely.

Abe Haruaki looked at Yuan Jiao curiously, and saw some black energy on her body. "Where have you been?"

"I saw the black air in Liu's house was almost smoking. Maybe I was accidentally infected at that time." Yuan Jiao patted his shoulder indifferently.

"It could be a big one, or there could be a lot of stuff in it."

"What should we do then?" Yuan Jiao looked at Abe Haruaki pitifully, trying to get him to help.

Abe Haruaki put down the teacup, put his slender fingers on Yuan Jiao's forehead, his eyes curved, and his mouth slightly opened, "Solve it yourself."

"I solved it by accident last time. Although my special ability can intimidate these things, it can't solve anything." Yuan Jiao lowered her head.

"Or maybe Master, you can teach me some skills and I can do it myself." Yuan Jiao looked at Abe Haruaki with sparkling eyes.

“Is there any quick solution?”

He took out a fan from somewhere, opened it gently, and covered the lower half of his face with it. His eyes curved and he sneered.

His eyes were filled with: What are you thinking about?

"What do you think can restrain these things?" Abe Haruaki closed the folding fan in his hand.

Thinking of the last experience, "Peach wood sword."

"Yes, peach wood is naturally able to restrain these things. What else is there?" Abe Haruaki continued to guide.

Yuan Jiao thought of the things her brother often held in his hands, "glutinous rice, black dog blood, and talismans."

"Yes." Abe Haruaki nodded with satisfaction.

"Is there anything that can take it away?"

Abe Haruaki took out a purple clay gourd from under the table and handed it to Yuan Jiao, "It's really a purple clay gourd. It can hold ghosts in the gourd when they are weak."

Yuan Jiao took the gourd and suddenly remembered that her brother also had a similar gourd in his hand, which he never let anyone touch.

Now that I think about it, that couldn’t be a purple clay gourd as well.

If I had known I would encounter these things, I would have learned a few tricks from him.

"By the way, remember to keep the fan I gave you."

"Master, you are so narcissistic. You even named your fan after yourself." Yuan Jiao had an expression on her face that said, "Master, you are such a master."

Abe Haruaki knocked Yuan Jiao on the head with his fan and said, "You are disrespectful. That fan is called the Water Mirror Lotus Fan. It is extremely hard and is very suitable for you as a weapon. As for what else you can develop, it's up to you to develop it."

"Okay." Yuan Jiao lowered her head, then raised it in an instant, looking at Abe Haruaki in a flattering manner, "Then can Master give me some talismans?"

Run behind Abe Haruaki and massage him carefully.

"No." He was not fooled by Yuan Jiao's flattery.

Yuan Jiao put her hand down after hearing that, "Then I'll leave first, I still have some things to buy." She turned around and left without any reluctance.

Abe Haruaki opened his eyes and laughed angrily, "This little girl."

Yuan Jiao looked at the familiar things in her hands, whether it was the talisman, the method of catching ghosts, or the purple clay gourd, everything about it was very similar to that in China.

She had a bold guess.