Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Chapter 442

The villa Conan pointed to seemed not far away, just a few steps away, but in fact there was still a long way to go. But even so, it's better than returning directly along the road.

Setting off again, Yuanzi didn't mention any more guessing bags. There were four schoolbags, and each of Lu Ren and the others took one. The one in Lu Ren's hand was the heaviest, and the one on Conan's shoulders was the lightest. He didn't ask Yingyou to carry anything heavy, but just handed him a bottle of water to drink if he was thirsty on the way.

This time we went to another villa in the mountains. In addition to taking a short rest, Yuanzi also planned to borrow a phone.

The signal on the mountain is not good, and the mobile phone is basically a decoration. Yuanzi planned to call his family directly and ask them to send someone to drive up the mountain to pick him up if he still couldn't recover after resting for a while.

There are many Suzuki drivers. If the road is still so congested, calling a helicopter over is not a big deal.

Yuanzi's idea was very good, but when it was actually implemented, something went wrong. The villa in front of her, considered her "neighbor", was a bit dilapidated. The light yellow wall peeled off, revealing the gray wall inside. If you have to say it, this villa is only a little better than those haunted houses in Yoneka Town that are uninhabited all year round.

She tried to press the doorbell, and the sound of "ding dong ding dong" rang in her ears. The doorbell still works, which is nice. What is not very comforting is that after ringing the doorbell for a long time, no one came to answer.

As time passed little by little, Hondo Yingyu's mood also fell to the bottom. Yuanzi turned around and said sheepishly: "It seems there is no one."

You can't make a call if there's no one around, which means...

"Are you going to guess the game again?"

"Um……"

"Then there's no need to guess." I, Yingyou, stretched out his hand, "Just give me the bag."

"No, you still have to go through the process, right." Sonoko patted Hondou Yingyou on the shoulder and encouraged, "Just give it a try, maybe you can win."

Mao Lilan stood aside and watched silently. She looked at her best friend, then turned to look at a certain big reporter. She now has a particularly strong sense of déjà vu, and she always feels that the harming energy in Yuanzi is very similar to someone.

This is really...

Ugh……

Fortunately, this hall Yingyou may have a relatively simple mind, but he was actually inspired by Yuanzi's words that did not make sense to Si Liu. He clenched his fists and said, "Okay, then I'll try again!"

"Scissors...rock...paper!"

"Huh? It's me again."

Except for the main hall Yingyou who was very frustrated, everyone else showed such expressions that they were not surprised at all by this result.

Just when everything seemed to have settled, things suddenly took a turn for the better. A dark blue van drove up the mountain road and stopped at the door of the villa. A female driver with slightly curly hair rolled down the window, looked at Lu Ren and the others standing there, and asked in a nonchalant tone: "What do you want?"

In addition to the driver, there were two men of similar age sitting in the two vans. Compared to the expressionless female driver, the attitude of these two men was not very good. They frowned and looked at Lu Ren and his party, their faces full of vigilance and repulsion.

"We're here to..."

After listening to Yuanzi telling the whole story, the attitude of the three of them became much better. The curly-haired woman parked the car and invited Lu Ren and the others into the house.

"You guys should have a good rest here before the people who pick you up arrive." The curly-haired woman held a bag of food. They had previously driven down the mountain to purchase supplies. Her name is Makino Jun, she is 29 years old. The other two companions are named Tianxian and Kuramoto Yoji.

Tiantianxiang is the oldest of the three. He is 30 years old this year. He has long hair and a beard and looks relatively mature. Yoji Kuramoto is the youngest, 28 years old, with a flat head and sharp eyebrows, and light dark circles under his eyes. As for what they do specifically, the three did not say much, they just said that they were engaged in music work. The others in the garden didn't ask too many questions about this. After briefly introducing themselves, Mao Lilan and the others brought the topic to the villa itself.

Although from the outside, this villa looks pretty dilapidated. I never thought that the decoration inside is quite good and looks very stylish. Just while chatting with Makino Jun and others, Mao Lilan and the others gradually learned that this house was not built and decorated by Makino Jun and others. What they bought was a second-hand house, and they bought it at a very low price.

As for why...

"That's because this house is not clean." Yoji Kuramoto raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "If it can't be sold, we even plan to demolish it directly."

Perhaps it was rare to find a suitable audience, and the several musicians were chatting in high spirits. The three of them said something to each other, with Jun Makino occasionally adding a few words, telling the story of the house's past vividly.

[A pair of wealthy brothers built this villa together a few years ago. At this time of year, they would come here with their wives to spend the summer. Everything was normal until one rainy night...]

[Devil, a demon flew into this house through the window. 】

[It’s useless, it has already settled here. 】

[The elder brother of the rich brothers claimed that he saw the devil. Although they used nails to seal the window where the devil had sneaked in afterwards, disaster still came. 】

[A year later, my brother’s wife, also the sister-in-law, inadvertently looked up while watering the flowers in the garden, only to find that the window that had been nailed shut was half open, and she felt something was hiding in the window. Look at her from behind. 】

[And this is just the beginning of the suffering. From then on, the devil took away the starting gun of fate. The elder sister-in-law hanged herself in the house, and the elder brother committed suicide by jumping off the building. The younger brother and his wife could no longer endure the torture and sold the villa at a low price. 】

"How about it? It's a good place to make music, right?" Jun Makino observed the expressions of several people. What made her a little regretful was that she did not receive the expected reaction as expected.

It stands to reason that after hearing such horror stories, they should act more scared.

As a result, among these people, only the girl named Mao Lilan showed obvious fear. The other girl's eyes lit up with interest. The young man looked confused and stopped mentioning it. But the problem is why the other two didn't react at all.

Children, maybe they are too young to understand. But the adult next to him didn't react at all. You know, when they first moved in, they were suspicious for a while.

Weird, so weird...

Lu Ren didn't know what Makino Jun was thinking. If he knew, he would just laugh it off. It's such an exaggeration. To sum it up, it means that two people died in the house.

This is what only caused such fuss in Gunma Prefecture, if it were replaced by Tokyo, replaced by Miwa Town. Go to the real estate agency there and ask around to find out which second-hand houses have few lives under them. Fuss.

"Excuse me, is that window really unable to be opened?" After a while, the hall's Yingyou asked timidly.

"If you don't believe it, just go see it with your own eyes."

"take a look?"

"Yes, it's on the second floor."

"The legendary window."

(End of this chapter)