"Why did you think of holding a shui party here?" Conan asked.

"It's because recently there was a strange rumor among Miss Xiaohuang's fan club members." Hiroji Hachikawa frowned.

Ran Maori curiously said, "What is the rumor?"

"Some movie fans who originally admired Xiaohuang turned into other fans, either got injured or suddenly became sick." As Hiroshi Hachikawa said, Kerryoshi, the fat man with a seaweed head next to him, said: "That is the punishment for betraying Xiaohuang, and it is a natural retribution."

He kept touching the cosplay figure of Yayuan Huang in his hand, looking intoxicated.

Hiroji Hachikawa shook his head and said, "It is also said on the Internet that it was Xiaohuang's curse, which caused a lot of commotion."

"Curse." Yuanzi smacked her tongue.

"It must be Xiaohuang who turned into a witch and was resurrected." Keerfeng said in a deep tone.

"Witch?"

"Kira in "The Black Magic Girl" also died of an accident and was resurrected because she got the power of a witch." The short-haired girl and Izumi Maho said: "Then they take revenge on those who designed to make themselves die in an accident."

Hiroji Hachikawa said: "Xiaohuang also fell into the lake with his car, and he cut off the news since then, but his body has not been found yet."

"And, there was a murder incident." Kazumi Izumi Maho whispered.

"What killing?" Conan said hurriedly.

"Mr. Zenan, the editor who is specifically responsible for me, was killed about half a month ago," said Reiki Hirasaka.

"Does that murder have anything to do with Miss Xiaohuang?" Conan asked.

"Mr. Zenan, who died, left a last word in the end." Akiko Tokura said: "He wrote kira with his own blood."

"Really?" Conan's eyes sank.

"Of course it's true, because I saw it with my own eyes." Akazu Kokura was a little unhappy.

"See it with your own eyes?"

"Because she was the first person to discover that murder case," said doctor Park Jimu and Yu.

"Can it be said that Miss Xiaohuang committed the case after resurrection like what was written in the comic?" Maori Ran was a little hesitant, and actually believed it a little.

"Then we don't know." Hirasaka Leki chuckled.

Keerfeng said: "So we decided to hold a spirit-subduing meeting, summon Xiaohuang's soul, and ask her what happened to her."

Conan rolled his eyes: Is this too ridiculous?

"Because Mr. Birasaka personally has strong inspiration and has extensive knowledge of supernatural phenomena." Park Nogi and Yuuo convinced him.

Hearing this, Conan couldn't help but look up at Chen Xing beside him. If you want to say "supernatural phenomena", how can this guy be considered one?

Chen Xing, who had been absent-mindedly listening, also came back to his senses and became interested in it.

Not to mention whether the imaginary things like summoning souls are true or false, just what the other party said is "very strong inspiration", he became curious. Is this the same as his own perception?

He quietly observed the long and feminine hair opposite him, who was convinced by everyone, and thought to himself, could this be a master?

"It's already this time." Heirasaka Lekki took out a pocket watch and glanced at it, then said, "It's almost time to start."

Around me, a group of black robes nodded in anticipation.

"Then, let's go to the meditation room." Herasaka Leki swung his cloak lightly, with a strong aura.

"Let's come together, too." Hiroji Hachikawa invited with a smile.

...

The dark meditation room is not big and is heptagonal.

There is a photo frame hanging on each wall, with a round table in the center, and a few candles illuminating the room. Behind the ten chairs are eight painting boards of the same size, and a larger painting board, with posters of the same girl on it.

Hirasaka Reiki and others sat quietly, meditating with their eyes closed.

Chen Xing and others also sat aside, looking at the group of people with different expressions. If they hadn't known that they were members of the Fan Club, at first glance, they would have thought they were evil believers.

Conan looked speechless. He didn't understand why he encountered such a thing. He thought that his high school detective would one day sit in such a fancy place and watch others make superstitious things?

Just as he was complaining in his heart, Reiki Hirasaka spoke deeply: "Soul lost in the dark night, respond to our call to you."

"..." Chen Xing.

Immediately afterwards, Hirasaka Reiki and others closed their eyes, holding the hands of the people around them, with serious expressions and chanting as if chanting a spell, and began the ceremony.

Even the garden, who was very interested in this, was stunned. It seemed that it was not the same as what she was thinking.

A small window passed by the clouds, and the moonlight was bright.

Hirasaka Leki opened his eyes suddenly and said excitedly: "Let us hear the sound of you sealing in the dark night!"

The sound of chanting the mantras by Hiroji Hachikawa and others became louder.

"Hahara, respond to our call to you!" Hirasaka Leki said loudly.

After a few seconds of the talk, an inexplicable noise appeared in the room, such as the decorations on the table beside the wall, which actually shaking.

Ran Mori and Yuanko held each other's hands and looked around with wide eyes.

Chen Xing frowned slightly. When he was a child, he had seen Master Zhizhen shocking the quiet water in the pool between his sleeves. It was the sword intent. But it did not prevent him from being surprised at this moment. A group of people who sounded like no origin and got together could do such a thing with just a few spells that they couldn't understand?

You know, Master Zhizhen only achieved it after years of practice.

"Respond to our call!" Hirasaka Leki's expression turned cold and his voice became louder.

As soon as he finished speaking, the candle that was originally burning quietly on the table exploded, and the flames suddenly went out, and the plates used for decoration on the cabinet beside the wall also hit the ground, smashing to pieces.

At this moment, even Kokura Akiko and Kazumizumi Mahasaki, who were originally involved in the incident and were mumbling spells seriously, screamed in panic.

"I'm so painful, I'm so upset!" A resentful voice rang in the meditation room.

"It's Xiaohuang's voice!" Keerfeng said excitedly.

"Unforgivable, unforgivable." The voice continued: "Among these people, there are the murderers who killed me!"

"The sound came from the drawing board." Chen Xing said softly.

At this time, the Yayuanhuang posters on the painting board made people feel strange inexplicably.

"I will be resurrected tonight because I will avenge myself!" The hateful voice suddenly became sharp, and when the words fell, the last candle on the table exploded, and the entire meditation room suddenly fell into darkness.

Only the moonlight that was cast through the small window reflected the numerous figures sitting together.

Ran Maori and Yuanzi subconsciously screamed and hugged each other.

"It's Xiaohuang's soul. I didn't expect that she really responded to our call!" Keerfeng stood up excitedly and said loudly.

Everyone who was already in shock was suddenly startled by this guy, and even the people who were with him stared at him with disgust.

"Is it true?" photographer Ryuichi Mifune said casually, then used a lighter to illuminate the light in the room, and it turned on.

"Is it really a soul that appeared just now?" Ran Maori and Yuanko were still hugging each other, feeling scared.

"No." Chen Xing said with certainty.
Chapter completed!