The judge of the gods is covered in liver [Comprehensive]

Suzuki Shiro looked at the young girl who was too young in front of him. Considering that she was his daughter's friend, he asked patiently, "Oh? Then tell me, where is that monster?"

Hoshino waved his hand, gave the worried Sonoko a confident look, and led everyone to the storage room.

Not all storage rooms are dark and damp. This storage room is dry and tidy, and rows of shelves are arranged in an orderly manner, on which are the fine wines collected by the owner.In addition, there are other things in the storage room.

"There is also a small compartment here." Hoshino walked to a place that seemed to be just a decoration with a smile, pointed to the wall and said, "Can you ask Mr. Suzuki to open this place?"

"There is another compartment here?" Mori Kogoro was stunned, he just turned around here and found nothing wrong.

"...how do you know?" Suzuki Shiro looked at his daughter with a sullen face.

Sonoko Suzuki shook her head immediately: "I didn't know there was a compartment here either!" So it couldn't be that she told Hoshino!

Suzuki Shiro said in a deep voice: "This compartment has nothing to do with this case, does it? It's just another storage room I built to store some rare antiques."

"No, the culprit who pushed the servant downstairs is in this cubicle." Hoshino replied with certainty.

"What?!" Mori Kogoro stared over, "Mr. Suzuki, are you covering up the criminal?"

"Mr. Mori, why are you listening to this girl's nonsense?" Suzuki Shiro was very unhappy, obviously very unwilling to open this small compartment.

"Forget it. Since Mr. Suzuki doesn't want to open it, then don't open it. It can't be said to be covering the prisoner. After all, this is also Mr. Suzuki's family business." Hoshino smiled helplessly at Sonoko Suzuki.

Sonoko immediately remembered why he invited Hoshino here, wasn't it just to catch monsters?Now that Dad looks like this, could it be that he has been confused by monsters? !

She quickly grabbed Suzuki Shiro's hand, and begged, "Dad, open it and have a look, I haven't seen it either."

Suzuki Shiro obviously loved his daughter very much, so he immediately hesitated.Under Yuanzi's repeated pleas, he reluctantly took out the key.

No need to enter the compartment, standing outside the door, everyone can see a long weapon inside at a glance.

This is a gun. The blade alone is almost one meter long, and with the barrel included, the total length is definitely more than three meters.

It is definitely not the perfect work of art that is now. From its body, you can feel the faint smell of blood and the thick smell of gunpowder. This is a history that has gone through hundreds of years. brought.

Men are always obsessed with such cold weapons. Mori Kogoro can be regarded as a well-informed person, and he recognized this gun immediately.

"Isn't this the Japanese number?!" Mori Kogoro approached in surprise and observed carefully, "Yes, it is indeed the Japanese number, but shouldn't it be in the Fukuoka City Museum now?"

Suzuki Shiro coughed twice, and replied calmly: "I like it, can I borrow it for a few days to enjoy it?"

This is not like enjoying a few days.However, there is no news of theft from the Fukuoka City Museum, and this Japanese number should not be stolen.

"Mr. Suzuki, the culprit I'm talking about is this Japan." Hoshino stepped forward and ran his fingers across the body of the gun. "It was him who pushed the servant down the stairs."

"Huh?" Suzuki Shiro didn't understand, "It's just a weapon."

"It's him, not it." Hoshino corrected the title and asked, "Do you know what Fusangshen is?"

Mori Kogoro took two steps back subconsciously: "You mean, this Japanese number has become Fusangshen?"

"Yes." Hoshino no longer pretended to be an ordinary person, and the aura she had accumulated over the years slowly dissipated, as if she suddenly became different, "I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Hoshino, and I am a witch , is also a god judge. Yuanzi came to me for help after discovering something was wrong at home."

In Japan, monster legends are very popular. Even detectives, intellectuals who have received decades of scientific education, dare not say that they don't believe it at all.

Hoshino slowly opened his mouth and said: "In Japanese legends, after being placed for 100 years, artifacts will absorb the spirit of the world and turn into monsters because they have been left for too long. These monsters are Fusangshen, also called 99 Gods or Jiujiu God. It’s been more than 99 years since this Japanese number has been turned into Fusangshen, so it’s not a strange thing, is it?”

Suzuki Shiro was not an aggressive person in the first place, he quite believed in Mori Kogoro, and after seeing the other party's demeanor, he also believed Hoshino's statement.But he still had some doubts in his heart, so he asked: "Then how can Ms. Hoshino prove that this Japanese account has become Fusangshin?"

"I don't need to prove it, let him prove it by himself." Hoshino patted the body of the gun and said in a low voice, "You should still have a little spiritual power now, it's not difficult to manifest for a few minutes, it's better for you to come out and speak clearly Alright, otherwise I will force you to appear, I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable."

Time passed by, and when Suzuki Shiro was seriously thinking about whether he had been tricked, the Japanese account changed.

A faint white light suddenly enveloped the entire gun, not dazzling, but obvious enough.Immediately afterwards, a tall man appeared out of thin air.

"Yes! That's him! It was him that I saw that night, and he pushed me down!" the servant couldn't help shouting.

"Hey, I didn't push you down, obviously you fell down by yourself." The man said lazily, with a hoarse voice, "Who told you to stand in front of me and drink, and still won't let me drink? I just leaned over and sniffed it, who knew you fell down."

The man's head was upturned with two dull hairs, and the ponytails behind his head stood up here and there, looking unrestrained.

"Ah, I am the No. [-] gun in Japan, Japan. I came to visit, but you drank a lot while I was away." The voice of the wine jar was indistinct, and Japan looked down at the same smile The little girl hummed softly in her heart.

Tsk, it's really bad luck to meet a god judge.

The author has something to say:

The fusangshen in this pill have actually been suppressed by current politics, and have a milder personality. The wild fusangshen is more difficult to deal with.Katsumaru has the help of Tochikiri, Tonbokiri is honest, but the Japanese version needs to be trained by the heroine ♀♂♂...

Ahhh, I can't do it tomorrow, I will stop for another day, I want to drive with my uncle! !The bohemian and innocent uncle who loves to drink vs the superficially innocent but in fact the protagonist of the old driver, hehehe... Sucking and slobbering...(?﹃?)