Conan and I start the hell-level main line

The moon tonight is so dark and deep, so deep that it looks like a bleak blood color.

The crows roared hoarsely and the evil tree shook strangely.

On the first floor of the west wing, in the gloomy darkness.

Maori Kogoro took a deep breath, calmed himself, and asked, "What happened? Why did Miss Inaba also die tragically in the room?"

Natsume Xing shook her head. "When Miss Minaho and I went downstairs to turn off the power, we found that the switch had been damaged. We wanted to come back, but we accidentally smelled blood, so we came to check, but we didn't expect..."

Maori Kogoro was shocked, "The switch was damaged? Who did it?!"

Natsume looked at the horrible bloody corpse inside with sharp eyes, "Also, I took a quick look and found that she was killed not long ago."

"What!" Everyone was horrified, which meant that the murderer had just killed someone and was now nearby.

The murderer who could do such a thing must be a lunatic!

Maori Kogoro: "Damn it! By the way, Xiaolan, did you call the police?"

Xiaolan shook her head in distress, her face full of worry, "The call can't be connected."

"What!" Kogoro Mouri was shocked again and quickly picked up the landline in the room. Sure enough, the signal was cut off.

"Damn it, the murderer cut off the power and cut off the signal. It seems like he's trying to trap us here." Kogoro Mouri hung up the phone angrily.

Conan also fell into deep thought. The current situation was undoubtedly the Snowstorm Villa mode. The murderer was hiding in the dark. What on earth did he want to do?

"By the way, has anyone seen Mr. Aichuan?" Natsume Xing asked.

"...Uh, yes, where did he go?" Kogoro Mouri also noticed something was wrong.

"Mr. Aichuan lives on the first floor of the east wing. He might still be sleeping and didn't notice what's happening here," Honami explained.

Matsudaira Mamoru said anxiously: "How can this be possible? The murderer is hiding in the dark and may attack at any time. It is too dangerous for him to be alone now!"

Katagiri Masaki nodded, "Yes, we have to find him quickly."

Maori Kogoro thought the same thing. "That's right, let's put the situation here aside for now. Let's gather together and wait until dawn, then find the police to deal with these things."

Nagara Haruka looked at the Death Tarot Card in his hand and hoped that we could hold on until dawn.

As everyone went to the east room, because there was only one flashlight, Natsume Hoshi and Mori Kogoro took the lead, and everyone followed closely behind.

Natsume Xing's eyes were solemn and alert. He understood that it was absolutely impossible for them to find Aikawa Touya now. He was the murderer, and the current situation made it very likely that he had done it.

But he didn't understand why it turned out like this, it was really too weird.

After passing through the mask room, Kogoro Mouri pressed the light switch, but there was still no response.

"Strange, why is there no electricity in the east wing?"

Honami explained: "The main switch of the entire villa is in the west wing. The switch has been damaged, which means that the power is out in the east and west wings."

Maori Kogoro was speechless and wanted to complain, who designed this house, it's so inhumane.

Natsume Xing, holding a flashlight, sighed and was about to go downstairs when he suddenly felt the coldness around him and shivered.

Perhaps it was the detective's sixth sense that made him feel something was wrong, and he quickly turned around to take a look at the people behind him.

"Natsume-san, what's wrong?" Conan asked in confusion.

It would be fine if Natsume Xing didn't look at it, but when she did, she was startled, her eyes widened, and her scalp went numb.

"No, why are we missing one person?!"

Everyone was shocked and looked around in a hurry. There were 9 people in total, but now... why are there only 8 people now? ! !

"Mr. Matsudaira is missing!!"

"What!" Kogoro Mouri grabbed the flashlight and scanned the darkness around him.

There was no sign of anyone else, which meant that on the way to my destination, Matsudaira Mamoru... had disappeared out of thin air.

how is this possible! !

Katagiri Masanori: "Mr. Matsudaira seemed to be following behind at the time."

"Oh no, let's go back to the west wing and find him." Conan shouted anxiously. There is no time to lose!

After all, the group was not fools, so they naturally understood what was going on, and quickly passed through the mask hall and returned to the west wing.

Kogoro Mouri looked around with a flashlight and, as expected, found bloodstains on the stairs.

Following the blood trail, a corpse with a hideous and terrified face suddenly appeared in front of everyone. Blood flowed on the floor and dripped on the stairs. In the silent darkness, there was a ghostly accompaniment of music.

Matsudaira Mamoru had a large crack on the back of his head, his skull was cut open, his scarlet white brain was exposed, and his brain matter was sprayed out, which made everyone extremely terrified.

"Mr. Matsudaira...how could this happen?!" Kogoro Mori was terrified and furious.

This murderer is so cruel, he deserves to die!!!

Conan quickly calmed down, took a deep breath, tried his best to overcome his fear, and examined Matsudaira Mamoru's body.

"The fatal injury should be in the throat, and it pierced the aorta and trachea, making it impossible for Mr. Matsudaira to make any sound."

"Conan, let's not try any more reasoning now..." Natsume said tremblingly.

Conan (?＿?): "Why?"

"Look upstairs..." Natsume Xing looked very ugly.

Conan was stunned, looking into the darkness ahead, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat. . What is in the darkness. . In the darkness is...

Faintly they could see a bloody face smiling strangely, with the corners of its mouth rising to a height that ordinary people could not reach. The bloody face was staring straight at them.

"What the hell!! Is this... is this still a human being?!

Suddenly, the bloody figure rushed over, and in the darkness, a flash of bloody light could be seen.

It's a bloody knife!

Conan was shocked, because he was standing in front of the corpse and closest to the figure, so the bloody figure rushed straight towards Conan.

The speed was too fast, Conan couldn't react!

At this moment, Katagiri Masaki rushed over and pushed Conan away.

Puff! ! "Ahhhhh!!!"

The screams woke up everyone who were still in surprise, only to see that a knife had stabbed into Katagiri Masaki's back, and he used his body to protect Conan.

Maori Kogoro and Natsume Hoshi also saw the bloody figure clearly. Fortunately, it was a person! But...

His entire head was blood red, and blood was even hanging on his hair, dripping onto the ground.

He was wearing a mask on his face, which made him look unlike a human, but what really made him unlike a human was that what he was wearing... was a cursed mask that was completely stained with blood!

He is Aikawa Touya!!

There was no time to think about anything else. Natsume Hoshi rushed forward quickly and bumped into Aikawa Touya, and Mori Kogoro was also ready to control him.

However, after being hit, Aichuan Dongya just staggered, then quickly pulled back the knife and slashed towards Natsume Hoshi.

Fortunately, I am a member of an organization, so it is no problem for me to dodge a knife that can only slash around.

He grabbed the arm holding the knife with one hand, twisted his hands, and with a snap, he dislocated Aichuan Dongya's arm.

But Aichuan Dongya didn't seem to feel the pain and swung his dislocated arm away. Natsume Xing quickly pulled in his abdomen to avoid it.

Taking advantage of the gap, he threw an uppercut with his backhand, hitting Aikawa Touya hard on the head.

Crack! ! A crisp sound appeared, and Aichuan Dongya's head fell backwards abnormally.

Ah... My neck is broken...

"Natsume, weren't you too harsh?" Kogoro Mori was stunned and stopped what he was doing.

"Sorry, I couldn't control my strength...ah?!!!" Natsume Xing said, and suddenly his pupils contracted and he was dumbfounded.

Conan and Kogoro Mouri were frightened and broke out in cold sweats.

I saw Aichuan Dongya grab the hair on the twisted head with one hand and pull it hard. There were two crisp sounds of bones colliding, and the head was twisted back to its original position.

The three of them were horrified (#?Д?): No way, he can’t feel the pain? ! ! Won’t his spine break if he twists it back like this? !

However, Aichuan Dongya really seemed to feel no pain. The blood-red mask on his face revealed a terrifying ferocity in the light, and he rushed over again.

Natsume Hoshi jumped up and kicked Aikawa Touya, sending him flying and hitting the wall.

"What on earth is going on!"

!!!"ah?!!!"

Under everyone's surprised gaze, Aichuan Dongya twisted his body stiffly like a zombie, and slowly stood up. Crack! His neck seemed to be broken, and his head hung to one side at a completely abnormal angle.

"This... this guy is not a human!!" Kogoro Mouri swallowed and said in horror.

Conan was completely confused, his knowledge of biology and physics was about to explode.

"Ah...ah~" A hoarse voice came out from the mask on Aichuan Dongya's face. Now he seemed like a real zombie.

Aichuan Fuyuya raised his knife and rushed forward again, but was restrained by Natsume Hoshi who caught the knife with his bare hands.

Natsume Xing yelled, "Run, Mr. Aikawa is very wrong now."

Everyone nodded, and Kogoro Mouri supported Katagiri Masaki, who was bleeding profusely, and ran into the mask hall with everyone else.

Natsume Xing was holding on with difficulty. Aichuan Dongya now seemed to have infinite strength. He kept exerting force, trying to stab Natsume Xing's forehead with a knife.

"Ahhh!!" Natsume Xing roared, pushed him away with all his strength, then kicked him hard in the abdomen, knocking him down.

Of course, in his current condition, even breaking his hands and feet would not have any effect on him, so there was no need for Natsume to fight with him. He quickly ran back to the mask room and closed the door.

Bang, bang, bang!!! The loud sound of banging on the door echoed throughout the hall. In the darkness, Natsume Xing tried desperately to block the door as if a monster was attacking.

"Why did Mr. Aichuan become like this?!" Conan also ran over to block the door.

"How would I know?!" Natsume Xing shouted.

After calming down and combining the original work with Hennessy's words, Natsume Xing actually roughly guessed something, which even he couldn't believe.

The Cursed Mask is really cursed!

I'm afraid the curse has controlled Aichuan Fuyuya, turning him into a demon who keeps killing people!

Murder...blood...blood curse! The cursed mask legend wants to suck blood.

OMG!

Could it be that...the reason why Aichuan Fuyuya's head is covered in blood is...because he sucked blood!!

……

In the room, Inaba and Dai were sleeping soundly because they had drunk alcohol.

Outside the dark door, a pale face slowly appeared. The cursed mask with a smile so weird that it triggered the uncanny valley stared stiffly at Inaba Kazuyo who was sleeping on the bed.

Aichuan Fuyuya walked in step by step, the gloomy mask emitting a ferocious chill in the darkness.

He raised the knife in his hand and stabbed it hard!

"Ah!!" The painful screams continued to echo in the dark room, heart-wrenching.

There was a big hole in Inaba Kazuyo's abdomen, and blood kept flowing, staining the floor red.

Aichuan Fuyuya roared hoarsely and plunged headfirst into Inaba Kazuyo's bloody abdomen.

There was even a gnawing and chewing sound, which was creepy.

After a while, Aichuan Dongya slowly raised his head, his entire head was stained red with blood, and blood was dripping from his hair.

The mask on his face also turned a bloody and terrifying red...

……

In a huge villa filled with crimson magic.

In the basement, Koizumi Hongzi looked in shock at the medicine pot in front of her that was churning like a raging fire.

Abyssal blackness slowly emerged from the liquid in the pot, and an eerie aura began to linger.

Koizumi Hongzi's eyes were gloomy and solemn, filled with some disbelief and hidden hatred.

"The dark magic, although very weak, has appeared again..."