Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

It can be clearly seen that although the man is dying, at least he still has a breath, and the ghost lamp has already been kept.

After all, he often came into contact with dead people who would not have any accidents if they were made into patties, so although Shiori was a little helpless, he did not slack at all in helping, and was very skillful.

Anyway, as long as there is still a breath.

Liuhua can pull people back effortlessly, the kind of resurrection with full blood.

Seeing the man in the suit recovering with his physical strength, he opened his eyes in horror, and found that all the injuries on his body had healed up. He rolled and climbed tens of meters, and grabbed the wooden warehouse on the ground.

His hands and feet were trembling, his fingers were trembling, and he couldn't even hook the trigger. The expression on his face was completely out of control, his pupils were clouded, and he fell into a state of madness.

He has feelings, watching himself revert to his current appearance from the dying situation.

The wounds on his body were completely healed, not even a trace of blood could be found, but the pain left on his body just now was not forgotten.

"Huh? Accidentally overtreated."

Shiori straightened up unhurriedly, half-closed her eyes tiredly, but boredly glanced at the man who was under her just now.

The warm-colored pupils glowed a bit of clear gold in the hazy mist, calm, rational and indifferent without warmth.

It is said that doctors are benevolent, but she has nothing to do with this kind of lifeless patient.

"Mistakes."

Because after casting the Six Flowers, the fog that was the enchantment had dissipated, so she couldn't be too outrageous in public.

The ordinary people around had already started to riot when they saw Mu Cangzhi, and they all backed away, but the little boy who was rushing forward seemed more conspicuous.

"It's... monster, don't come here! Don't come here——"

He took a few steps back, and just happened to snatch the little kid as a hostage from the side.

"Huh? Conan-kun?"

Shiori blinked, dazed and confused, how did this kid keep up?

This curiosity is too heavy!

If something happened to anger Master Ghost Lantern, she couldn't save her.

"You, you...don't come here, or I will kill this brat."

Shiori raised her hands as a sign that she would not do anything.

But helplessly, the opponent's spirit was very tense, and now he was even more surprised, with a gun in his hand, and he didn't know where to aim it.

"Tsk."

Because Ghost Lamp changed his attire, he hid his conspicuous and familiar mace, so he picked up a stone at the entrance of the shrine, weighed it very casually, and then.

With lightning speed.

threw it away.

Shiori closed her eyes subconsciously, unable to bear to see the final result.

Ugh.

Is it bad to live?

Being a human being requires a bit of a desire to survive.

The precisely targeted stone hit the man's skull, and the sharp corners cut off half of the opponent's hair at a speed that even Koshien pitchers could not match, rubbed his scalp, and made a long cut.

Blood splattered, but the force was controlled just right, it only scratched the skin.

This time the man was stunned and collapsed on the ground, his eyes closed and no one was afraid (bu).

"I'm sorry, I really struggle with ball games. My instinct tells me [the ball = kicking people away]. This state is the result of my best efforts to control it."

The culprit spread his hands with an innocent face, his right hand was clasped to prop his chin, and he looked really distressed.

But what you hold is not a ball, but a stone.

"But it feels good, let's practice more in the future."

"Thank you for your hard work, go back and hold a sports meeting to toss your subordinates!"

Shiori immediately waved her hands and bowed, trying to express your request not to make a fuss here.

He took out the memory replacement device with his backhand, and if he was looking for an ordinary policeman later, the evidence of having a wooden warehouse in his hand is enough to prove everything, and it is better to erase his memories that should not exist.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that I am a kind and good person.

"Conan-kun, are you alright?"

After doing all this, she stood up again, looked at Edogawa Conan who was squatting on the ground, and stretched out her hand to him.

"Sister Shiori?"

The one who was shocked was Conan Edogawa who felt that he had encountered a supernatural event.

He has a good memory.

So he can be sure that when he followed Shiori's footsteps all the way to the shrine, there were two fox statues in front of the shrine, and the foxes were alive, as if...alive.

But now there are no fox statues at all. He took out his mobile phone to check the photos taken by previous tourists, and found that only one fox statue at the main entrance of the shrine was still in the corner.

It was exactly the same as what he saw now.

And just 10 minutes ago, there was absolutely no such ferocious young man in the main hall of the shrine.

He seems to have really appeared out of nowhere, where is it?Where is the agency?

But this is a shrine built by the country, so it is impossible to do magic tricks.

Heck.

While thinking this way, he scratched the back of his head and began to act like an actress.

He took Shiori's hand and stood up.

"Ah sister Shiori, I'm fine. I'm just a little curious, hahaha, big brother here... Thank you for saving me just now."

"But, sure enough..."

The method is too violent, shouldn't the police be called at this time?

Before he finished speaking, he was frightened and overwhelmed by the other party's more straightforward words.

"Has the human beings in this world been able to rejuvenate? It's really interesting."

The Hell Assistant Officer, who had seen through the age of the opponent's soul at a glance, began to analyze the occupational disease.

In addition, he was originally interested in the configuration and research of various drugs.

"The effect of the medicine seems to be a bit clumsy. It plays with time and soul at will. After death, it will not stay in Santuchuan as a child and be pardoned and reincarnated by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in advance."

Teenagers are still brats for the age of Ghost Lamp.

However, it looks like the six or seven-year-old is stuck in the amnesty area of ​​the rules, which will make Ghost Lantern, who has always believed in the rules [If you do something wrong, you must be responsible yourself no matter your age] a little uncomfortable.

？ ！！

"Master Ghost Lantern, you scared him."

"I see, um, sorry."

There is no sincerity, on the contrary, there is some inquiry in the eyes, full of the meaning of "I really want to study it".

"that……"

The boy with glasses was covered in cold sweat, but he still wanted to struggle to the death. Shiori stepped forward and took his hand, signaling with his eyes not to speak any more.

"Master Ghost Lantern, even a child in his teens is still too early to die."

"According to the blood energy and karma accumulated on his body, it is not impossible to die suddenly at any time. For a kid, it might be suitable to be a jailer."

The Assistant Officer of Hell pondered for a moment, and the physique of attracting bloody cases is still very useful in Hell.

"How short is your jailer (ghost)?"

"The population of the world is expanding too fast, and there are not enough jailers."

"You are very welcome in Hezhong Hell, and the torture post in Hell is also very relaxing. Miss Mustard misses you very much. Although there are no vacancies for assistant officials, many management offices of hell are short of people."

"You're joking. I don't have enough qualifications, but I don't dare to assume a high position. Besides, it's probably too early for me to die."

Shiori calmly mumbled the past.

I also thought of the fluffy bunny who is white, soft and cute without mentioning the raccoon cat, the gentle and virtuous Axiang who is wearing a kimono with compelling colors, and sister Daji who can provide her with a complete tutorial on hooking//attracting men combined boxing.

Although the opponent's method was a bit bold, she didn't dare to use it.

But in the girls' club in hell, the young ladies in it are more beautiful, capable and capable than the other, and they speak nicely. She likes there very much.

"It's a pity."

The other party sighed sincerely.

There are not many people who can keep up with his way of thinking, personality, and work ability.

"Your words sound a bit like a curse, it's super scary. Do you have a little self-consciousness as a ghost?"

"It's true, before I became Lord Yan Mo's assistant officer, I was considered a ghost. I'm sorry that it was my fault."

Because of the magic immune physique, he ignores curse killings every day, and always gets close to him without doing his job properly. It is just because of hobbies that he has collected a lot of curse killing props. The ghost lamp nodded and apologized kindly.

The two reached a consensus that both belonged to the honorific language family, and the conversation sounded formal but familiar.

Shiori took out the hot spring eggs and bliss buns she had just obtained from her pocket, and stepped into the main hall.

【Thank you too. 】

Close your eyes and clap your palms together, even if it's better than nothing, at least it's a sign of your heart.

Fragments of golden light enveloped the tribute and disappeared under the eyes of everyone.

But because of the suspected robbery and kidnapping case, ordinary people stayed away, and no one saw this miraculous scene.

what.

There was still an ordinary person with clear consciousness who saw the whole process.

"Conan-kun, I assume you don't want to ask anything right now."

How can it be? !

He wants to ask anything! !

"Isn't it good to keep your own scientific worldview? Deceiving yourself and others, as long as you pretend you can't see anything, the world is scientific."

"Don't worry about the details."

Shiori patted him on the shoulder and pushed him forward.

"When the time is right, you will naturally know."

"When is the right time?"

The boy's eyes are burning, and his blue eyes are full of exploration and curiosity about the real world. As a detective, it seems to have become his instinct to pursue the truth.

Well……

perhaps.

"After death."

The woman answered kindly, gently and solemnly.

The light in Shiori's eyes sank, and her voice was deliberately lowered a little, creating a dark oppressive feeling, hoarse and magnetic.

The virtual black spiritual power that is more suitable for intimidation turns into thin threads, and the bright peach blossom eyes become pitch black, and even a pale bone mask begins to cover the eyes from the corners.

Hey Hey hey.

Conan was covered in cold sweat from the sudden face change.

That wasn't murderous, and didn't even have a sense of deterrence, it was just a human intuition that kept sending out warnings.

Danger.

The emptiness and madness like a ghost, just a little bit, but it seems to be more terrifying than facing gin.

The elder brother who seems to be inhuman behind him, don't just nod in agreement!

"Sure enough, Miss Shiori is very suitable to work in hell."

"You're joking again."

The pressure dissipated in an instant, and the deep black seemed to be an illusion just now.

The woman in front of her looked like a bright moon again, but the skin on Sai Xue's face was showing a healthy blush, and she couldn't see the appearance of a bone mask.

"I have hardly used blur, and I am not very proficient. I apologize if it scares you."

Shiori bowed her head and apologized, looking at the boy in cold sweat, she probably didn't have a dull conscience.

Has anyone ever said that the social rhetoric of both of you/ghosts is quite inconsistent with the basic laws of this world?

"What is this?"

"Is it virtual? It's a way of showing power, so that you can face and feel the existence of 'ghosts' more directly."

Should I also thank you for your thoughtfulness?

The world view is completely broken, and Edogawa Conan, who maintains half-moon eyes, just wants to complain now.

In this unscientific world, even reasoning has lost its original warmth.

He took out his cell phone dully and made a call.

"Moshi Moshi, is this Officer Takagi? I'm sorry to interrupt your date, but if you're still in Beppu, there was an armed robber in front of the Inari Shrine who was..."

He paused for a moment at the salutation, and finally said without any fluctuation.

"The ghosts and gods of hell have punished."

Hearing the voice of the other party laughing and saying how humorous he was, Conan felt nothing in his heart.

Sure enough, this world.

So unscientific!

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Because of this farce and bringing people with her, Shiori took a long time to walk through several hells again, and finally joined the big troops in the garden of the blood pond hell courtyard.

The journey of Hell Parade is basically coming to an end.

Everyone sat in groups of three or four to soak their feet, and happened to be waiting for the two who were left behind.

"Kun Conan!"

Mao Lilan was a little angry, her eyes widened.

"Didn't I tell you not to run around?"

"I'm sorry, sister Lan."

The boy ran over laughing, subconsciously avoiding the two people in front of him in fear.

"Miss Shiori, did something happen to you? Who is this?"

Dun Dun sat on the outermost edge, stood up first when he saw Shiori, and gave up half of the seat to let Shiori in.

It just so happened that Kyoka next to him also gave up half of the position, leaving room for Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"Meet a friend at the shrine, who just happened to meet the mugger, and resolved the problem after calling the police, so there was a delay, and then he came with us. Walked all over again."

Shiori is good at speaking skills, in short, there is no induction of disobedience.

"I'm Jiajiazhi (the ancient name of Ghost Dengcao)."

Ghost Lantern is quite familiar with the environment in this world, and with the frequent business trips, he can even get a pseudonym smoothly.

The moment he saw Atsushi Nakajima, the assistant officer of Plush Control couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

Although the dead, especially the one who was restless in hell, desperately trying to make things happen, and the paranoid fox who couldn't recognize his own identity made him have to go on a business trip when the new year was approaching.

But there are still some good things to come.

It's a white tiger, it looks very small.

However, there are very few local children.

I don't know if there is a chance to knead the meat balls.

"Mr. Kagachi?"

Atsushi Nakajima's animal intuition stood up, and his hairs stood on end for some unknown reason.

Probably not malicious, on the contrary, the other party may be quite interested in him?

"Cough, I'm sorry."

Onigami, who looked like an ordinary company clerk, cleared his throat.

"Then let's just say goodbye, Miss Shiori."

Ghost Lantern and Shiori exchanged phone numbers in this world, and went to capture the scattered dead around here first.

"Yes, contact again."

Although that power was basically suppressed by her, she was still the new colorless king selected by Slate.

Today, the ancestors escaped from hell.

It will be difficult for her.

In particular, it is said that after being honed in hell, the ability of the fox soul to plunder is engraved into the soul. Although the will has been exhausted as a price, it is almost crazy, but it is the same.

Crazy enough.

Shiori leaned back on the chair, her right fingertips could almost touch Fukuzawa Yukichi's clothes, she tilted her head slightly to her side, unconsciously and full of trust, she leaned intimately on Fukuzawa Yukichi's shoulder.

She sighed, and let out a comfortable breath as if her toes touched the warm spring water.

She raised her toes childishly, watching the water flow down her instep, then put her foot down and continued to carry water.

Because it was in a public place, Shiori's movements were careful and didn't splash much water, and she played with the water up and down with a bit of pissed off.

"I hate it, I'm obviously here to relax."

What I said was a bit coquettish.

"Did something happen?"

"We'll talk when we go back."

Shiori rubbed the corner of his clothes subconsciously.

The president's energy is low, and he needs to supplement——

The author has something to say: It’s time to lose money forever in the lottery, jj is really picky as always (sigh)

Today I am thick and long, please praise me~

Also, the denominators and sisters who have never drawn a red envelope, let me know the degree of familiarity (black box) [strike out]

Poetry. Because I suddenly found that my strength at the bottom of the box may be forced to make troubles, I am tired and just want to be hugged and held high. Weaving

Yu. Feeling that the other party is in a bad mood, I control my hands and dare not go up and touch my head. I deserve no cat. Ji

Let me make a digression: I found out that the male lead in my last book was Chuya!The hero!This book has 65 chapters - Mori Ogai has played, chuya...