Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

Fu Heihui walked towards a place with few people, but the location of the hotel is in the center of Sendai, and it is of course surrounded by a bustling street. It is not too easy for Fu Heihui, who is not a local.

But fortunately, Jade Dog is a good partner who can come in handy on various occasions.

Relying on the fact that ordinary people can't see shikigami at all, Fu Heihui let the black dog come out of the shadow, and let it lead him to a remote and uninhabited place.

Dogs are indeed man's best friend.

Veteran dog faction Fu Hei Hui deeply agrees.

And the hotel side.

Shi Er, who was left by his son to watch the scene, pulled out his chair and sat down with a bored face. He yawned, and even after the power supply and communication signal were restored, he was still in the mood to dig out the remote control in the room and turn on the TV to pass the time.

—Switched to the horse racing channel.

The atmosphere was very quiet for a while, except for the cheers from the TV, there was no sound at all.

The survivors who still retained consciousness looked at each other in blank dismay.

Different from the handsome young man just now who was not too old and could be seen from various details to be a good boy, the man in front of him knew that he was not easy to mess with just from his appearance and expression, and he completely treated them like this. The status of the survivors is indifferent, more like a gangster than a gangster.

Conan was vigilant for a long time before plucking up the courage to talk to the other party, trying to ask something about the curse.

However, this man, who is far above the average height of Japanese adult males, has a muscular body that props up a simple black T-shirt, and has no interest in answering. He glanced at Conan casually, and opened his mouth after a long while. :

"You can't usually see curses, and you don't have the power to solve them. You might as well restrain your curiosity a little. Just like my kid said, just be an ordinary person and stop asking questions."

"If you don't know anything, you really can't do anything when you encounter a problem." Conan retorted seriously, "No one would dislike too much knowledge, right? It may be useless now, but it may be a life-saving tool in the future. straw."

As a detective, in addition to IQ and acuity, the actions and judgments at critical moments also rely on the long accumulation of knowledge in daily life.

"Ah... Really." The muscular man replied while watching TV with nothing to do, completely indifferent to the child's words, but probably to pass the time, he picked up the topic casually: "So you want What do you want to ask?"

"The curses and curses you mentioned... are they common in this world? Is there an organization that deals with those monsters? There should be one, the world of magic...that's what you called it just now? Yes State department? Is there a special training institution? Are you one of them? Did the young man you called Hui act in the banquet hall before to find the curse you mentioned? Because I got the information, I came here specially Deal with this kind of incident?"

Conan was full of doubts, because the three views were shattered, so the tone was a little excited: "It seems that ordinary attacks can't kill those monsters, is it only the special abilities and special weapons of that big brother? Harm? Do people like you have that special ability?"

Shi'er, whose face was blurred by a series of questions, raised his eyebrows, and finally set his sights on the elementary school student in front of him.

Because of the super-mature and reliable precedent shown by his own son at a young age, Shi Er didn't have any doubts about Conan's age. After what happened just now, they will probably fall into a predicament where they cannot think calmly because of panic.

This kind of psychological quality, even if it is placed among conjurers, can be classified as a good one.

Conan held his breath and waited solemnly for the other party's answer.

however.

Shi Er crossed his legs, leaned back, tilted his head, narrowed his green eyes indifferently, and after a while, he said expressionlessly, "Ah...you have so many questions, you are just a little devil, and Because you asked me something I hate... so I refuse to communicate with you, so forget it."

Forget it, really forget it.

The man looked away and returned to the TV, ignoring the others.

...? ?

Conan: Hello! ?

Conan walked up to the other party, with a shocked expression on his face, he widened his eyes, trying to think of something to say.

However, the man waved his hand with disgust on his face, and spoke first like chasing a puppy, "Hey, you're blocking me from watching TV... I didn't promise you to answer the question, did I?"

It really doesn't.

Conan was troubled.

He looks like a grown man no matter what he looks like, but his personality is surprisingly capricious.

But it didn't take much time for him to get entangled, because the rescue came soon.

Akashi contacted the rescue team as soon as the communication was restored, and explained his location and the number of survivors around him. About three to ten minutes later, the rescue team had already opened up an escape channel.

With a relieved expression, Shi Er waved his hand and left alone in the opposite direction of the rescue team, found a quiet corner, took out his mobile phone, and sent Hui a text message.Then he sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at his own shadow expectantly.

The moment Juling Eili poked out from the shadow, the dangerous man like a lone wolf smiled from the bottom of his heart. He took the initiative to grab that cold and huge hand, and was dragged into it without any resistance. Among the shadows.

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Probably, Kong Shiyu, who owed Fu Hei and his son a life in his previous life, received a call at night, and went to clean up for the two of them without complaint.

After reuniting with his son, Shi Er insisted on borrowing Kong Shiyu's car on the grounds that Hui had to go to school tomorrow after rubbing against Hui Li.

... If he couldn't beat him, Kong Shiyu wanted to knock Fu Heisher's head off.

Of course, because of the failure of this entrustment, the deposit and money previously transferred to the black market intermediary account will be returned. As an intermediary, Kong Shiyu must pay attention to integrity. This is the only thing that Kong Shiyu will not back down. Money must be refunded.

So this trip was basically a white job, and I didn't get anything.

— except for the three cursed objects.

The first one is the second-level spell object that Fu Heihui found in the former client's villa, a small wood carving... at least it looks like a wood carving.

The second one is a second-level curse object that Shier dug out from the client's body and stuffed in by the magician, a thing that looks like a shriveled eyeball.

The last one is a special grade... the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo.

"It doesn't seem to be a loss." Shi Er appraised the price while driving: "The two second-level spell objects can probably be sold for about a million yuan, and if they are super-grade, they can get several hundred million."

To get the special-grade curse item, this trip is already a fortune.

Fu Heihui, who was sitting in the back row of the car, didn't pay attention to his father's words. The little boy kept his beautiful green eyes open, staring at his own shadow seriously.

He stretched out his hand hesitantly, from the fingertips to the palm of his hand a little bit overlapped with the shadow, and then fell into it, and was soon touched lightly by another cold hand.

It was the hand of Juling Eri.

Almost three times bigger than Megumi, although cold, but quite gentle and soft hands.

"Hello... Shir."

"Ah?" Shi'er had a cigarette in his mouth, but didn't light it up, "What?"

Fu Heihui maintained the movement of reaching into the shadow world, and lightly touched the hand of the curse spirit in the shadow, and finally maintained the state of holding hands, and opened his eyes in surprise and at a loss, "Mom, she... Seems to be much more energetic."

Except for her son's call, Kaling Eri, who has been sleeping all the time, has been more active than ever since not long ago.

Fu Heihui was a little nervous: "Since the beginning... I've been awake all the time!"

Shi Er suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road.

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The movie world is huge.

Moreover, it is divided into the shallow surface layer and the innermost deep layer.

Most of the magic tools and various daily necessities that are usually stored are piled up on the surface, and the deepest place is deliberately vacated by Kei, and is reserved for Mother Eili who has not yet fully hatched to sleep.

The deepest place is the place where the shadow is the thickest, that piece of filth that can completely cover up the curse, like the safest refuge, hides the important existence of their father and son tightly, without leaving a trace of breath.Because of this, Fu Heihui has been operating in the black market for so long, but no curse master has ever noticed the curse spirit hidden in his shadow.

Eri fell asleep for many years.

The hatching of the curse fetus is also too slow, and the progress is basically zero.

until today.

Fu Hei and his son looked nervously at Hui Li's outstretched arms, and those huge and cold hands happily stroked their faces.

"The curse fetus seems to have started to hatch, but I don't feel that my spell power is decreasing."

The hatching of a curse fetus generally requires a lot of magic power or a huge amount of negative emotions as energy supplements.

At present, these two conditions do not seem to be met.

Fu Heihui looked at Shier hesitantly, "If something different happened..."

"Is it the reason for the special-grade curse... the double-faced Nuo finger?" Shi Er rubbed his chin, and continued the conversation in a low voice but seriously.

A curse tool is a weapon infused with magic power, and a curse object is an item that condenses a curse.

The former is just a weapon, and if there is no user, it is no different from an ordinary item. It is not attractive to curses, so there is no need to worry.

For the latter, you need to keep a certain distance. For humans, most of the cursed objects are highly poisonous. Unless you are a [container] that can bear the cursed object, otherwise, if you merge with the cursed object, basically there is only a dead end one.

—but that's only for humans.

The super-grade cursed object whose consciousness is dormant but still harmful is a good tonic for the cursed spirit.

If the curse object itself can be devoured, a huge amount of spell power can be obtained directly.

No matter how gentle and lovely the curse spirit Eili is in the eyes of the father and son, she is still a curse spirit now.

The low-level spell objects are placed on the surface of the shadow world, and the foul smell will not be transmitted to the curse embryo in the depths.

But the special-grade spells are different...or Su Nuo's fingers are special.

Although Su Nuo's fingers were carefully placed on the surface of the shadow world by Hui, the filth was incredible, as if it penetrated into the shadow without restraint, and then disappeared completely. To be precise, it was the cursed spirit. Eri absorbed it.

Because the young Megumi once exhausted all of his mana, the other party was exhausted and unconscious. In order not to burden his son, the mana spirit Eri, who existed for the sake of his family, subconsciously stopped absorbing Megumi's mana and ended his own life. Hatching, which has been sleeping for most of the past few years.It is not until today that there are signs of continued development-because the curse entwined on the cursed object provides nourishment for it.

Shi Er, who had a rough guess about the reason, completely dismissed the idea of ​​selling the cursed object.

Money can be earned at any time, but there is only one Eri.

The magic items are hard to find, especially the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo.

It was rare to get one, and after accidentally discovering its use, in order to keep Huili awake, Shi Er would not sell it no matter what.