Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

Chi Chufeng smiled.

At that altitude, it's perfectly feasible to fly horizontally.

But why bother?

Isn't that great?

From another direction of the secret passage, several people emerged from the low-ceilinged tunnel.

Kogoro Mouri straightened his back and continued walking forward, grumbling as he did so:

"Seriously, why was that passage so low? I walked over twenty meters bent over in the dark, and my back is starting to hurt!"

"Isn't that because Uncle Mori doesn't exercise regularly?"

Conan made a sarcastic remark, as is his habit.

He looks disheveled now.

The journey was fraught with traps, fire-breathing obstacles, and poison gas—each one more dangerous than the last.

Fortunately, the mechanisms provided some clues, which Conan solved one by one, allowing them to stumble their way to where they are now.

Based on the estimated distance, we've already covered quite a distance, and we should be nearing the finish line.

"Oops, I think I stepped on something."

Kogoro Mouri suddenly jumped back.

A loud rumble echoed through the quiet corridor.

Metal spikes emerged from the holes in the walls on both sides, piercing towards the opposite wall.

Looking at the mechanism ahead, the group wasn't worried at all; instead, they laughed.

"Another spike trap. It seems that's all the skills Kiichi has."

Qian Jiangyi chuckled.

Conan's expression changed slightly.

He shone his watch flashlight on the ground, and his face turned pale instantly.

"Uncle Maoli, look at the footprints on the ground. It looks like we made them."

"Huh? How is that possible?"

The group shone their flashlights on the ground and were immediately stunned.

Several lines of footprints were left on the dusty ground, stretching into the darkness.

Judging from the shape of the footprints, who else could it be but the four big ones and the one small one?

"Mr. Sawabe, have you heard of the kind of mechanism that Mr. Kiichi set up?"

Kuranosuke Sawabe shook his head blankly.

He had never heard of such a mechanism, where one could walk around and eventually return to the starting point.

"Could it be that the place we just walked through was a circular passage?"

Kogoro Mouri frowned.

Conan looked serious.

No, that's not right. It's very wrong.

The passage was straight, and he checked the compass on his watch the whole way. Although the road was sometimes winding, the general direction remained unchanged, and there was absolutely no way to secretly turn back.

If that's the case, why have we come back to where we started?

This is so weird.

After hesitating for a long time, the group decided to continue walking forward.

Only Qian Jiangyi quietly lagged behind, and took the opportunity to turn around and walk towards the back.

Something seems off here.

Qian Jiangyi returned to the exit of the low passage.

“It’s obvious that the walls on both sides are completely different colors; there must be something strange about this place.”

Qian Jiangyi kept banging on the wall.

At that moment, a red light flashed in the darkness.

Qian Jiang's right eye was instantly locked onto by the red light.

"It's you!" he exclaimed.

boom!

The gunshot, silenced by a suppressor, didn't echo; only the muffled thud of Gan Jiang falling to the ground, his eyes wide open, was heard.

Blood gushed from his right eye like a fountain, instantly staining the ground red.

Pu Siqinglan emerged from the darkness.

She was wearing a black bodysuit.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Pu Siqinglan revealed a cold smile.

"What an idiot, why did he come back by himself?"

Shining a flashlight on the wall, Pu Siqinglan also frowned.

“Something is definitely not right here. I’ve never heard of such a mechanism before.”

"How could it possibly make me unknowingly retrace my steps?"

She stood there, a strange light flashing in her right gray eye.

Akatsuka Kaze cradled Kousaka Natsumi's little bottom.

They haven't changed their posture since they came to the low passage.

Of course, Chi Chufeng deliberately didn't say it.

Natsumi Kosaka was already dizzy.

She hugged Chi Chufeng's neck tightly, buried her head in his chest, and felt the touch of his body, completely losing track of where she was.

I just hope we can keep going like this forever.

Chapter 274 The Soul of the Evil Monk Rasputin

Akatsuka suddenly stopped and pinched Kosaka Natsumi's little bottom with both hands.

"Xia Mei, we've arrived."

Natsumi Kosaka was awakened by the pain. She turned her head and saw a huge iron gate in front of her.

There are also many intricate drawings on the iron gate.

The most striking of them all is the double-headed eagle, which represents the emperor.

Reluctantly, Natsumi Kosaka jumped down from Akatsuka's arms, and the two walked over.

"But how do I open this door?" the girl asked, blushing.

“Xia Mei, look at that crown with two heads. Behind the crown is the sun. The meaning of this painting is that the mechanism will only open when the crown is illuminated by light.”

"Mr. Kiichi is quite capable to have designed such an amazing mechanism."

Chi Chufeng directed the little loli Yuki-onna to fly over.

The snow woman clenched her two little hands into fists, pursed her lips, and used all her strength.

The fluorescence on her body gradually brightened.

In particular, three parts of 437 have brighter light than other areas.

The light shone on the crown of the gate, and a rumbling sound immediately echoed around, as the ground in front of the gate began to sink.

The entrance to the palace below has finally opened.

Akatsuka Kaze held Kousaka Natsumi's small hand and walked downstairs.

The snow woman continued to shower snowflakes in front of them.

The palace below is not very large, only about 100 square meters.

The palace is distinctly Russian in style, with walls covered in exquisite carvings and paintings. Its interior structure is small at the bottom, large in the middle, and small at the top, giving the feeling of being inside a giant egg.

In the very center of the "egg" is a strange platform, which looks like a display stand.

Further ahead on a high platform was a luxurious coffin with a large lock on it.

“Xia Mei, this is your great-grandmother. Don’t you have a key? That’s the key to open this lock.”

Natsumi Kosaka nodded, took a key from her bag, and unlocked the lock.

Chi Chufeng pulled her back a step.

Stretch out your hand and wave.