Conan: The Unscientific Uchiha

When he saw the name on the notebook clearly, doubts flashed in Koji Shimizu's mind, and he just heard Takato Mamiya murmuring to himself: "Treasure, I hope it can be worthy of my hard work in disguise over the past few years, otherwise"

A cold light flashed in Mamiya Takato's eyes. He gently rubbed his chin and picked up a small mirror from the bedside.

Qingshui Koji stood aside, his heart slightly awe-inspiring.

Although Mr. Mamiya's words were very short, the amount of information contained in them was much greater than the large number of words Mr. Mamiya just spoke.

Shimizu Koji quickly remembered what the gardener Tabata Katsuo said in the afternoon.

In fact, almost no one in this old castle and manor has ever met Mamiya Takato, who continued to study abroad for several years after his wife returned to Japan.

Four years ago, this noble Mamiya returned here, it seems that it was two or three days before the fire.

Qingmizu Koji, who was in his soul state, couldn't help but feel a little chill in his body when he thought about it carefully.

If, no, this guy is probably a fake——.

Seeing Takato Mamiya looking at his face like a stranger, Koji Shimizu confirmed his guess.

Plastic surgery technology has become very advanced now. Koji Shimizu had considered giving Miyano Akemi plastic surgery a while ago, but in the end he gave up.

And if the real noble Mamiya had died long ago, this guy was someone from abroad who had been acquainted with noble Mamiya.

Then after pretending to be skillful enough, come back and inherit the family property?

Then he discovered that there might be treasures in the castle, so he stayed?

Shimizu Koji silently walked away from Mamiya Takato's bedside. Even he, at this time, felt a little hairy in his heart and felt physiological disgust.

No wonder he was caressing the chess piece sculpture in the yard as if he was in love with it. As expected, he was probably already going crazy mentally.

That's right, otherwise, a young man who had just graduated from studying abroad and didn't even have a female companion would be able to live in this old castle in the wilderness for four years without leaving.

However, this matter has nothing to do with Koji Shimizu, and I don’t know if that guy Mitsuru Mamiya knows about it.

And when Koji Shimizu walked through the wall again and came to the eldest lady's room, he looked at the empty room and suddenly couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.

The eldest wife's room was empty, but it was easily identifiable. In the corner, a wheelchair parked there alone, as if it had been abandoned.

Qingmizu Koji squinted his eyes and looked around, then he didn't stay any longer and jumped up to the ceiling.

Quickly returning to the room upstairs, Koji Shimizu didn't pay much attention to the situation on the bed. After making sure there was nothing abnormal, he got into the wall again.

He spent a lot of time searching around the old castle, and this time, with the help of his soul body, he easily discovered some secret passages that were completely invisible before.

However, there was no sign of Conan, nor did he see the missing eldest lady. No, he did see the eldest lady.

A gloomy white skeleton, and the final truth of the fire incident...

In a situation that would also make most people's hair stand on end, among the three owners of this family, for a while, the most normal and amiable one was actually Mamiya Mitsuru.

Good luck tricks people.

The soul of Koji Shimizu slowly floated out from the blue top of the castle, and at the top of the tower, he made some unexpected discoveries, which even made him feel dumbfounded, or in other words, ironic.

Chapter 145: Heart-cutting and soul-unfettered wind

However, those things were temporarily forgotten by him. Floating on the top of the dark blue tower, Shimizu Koji looked back from a distance at the charred black stone tower about five hundred meters away.

Under the overcast night, the stone tower was still pitch black, and only a straight black shadow could be vaguely seen, like the sudden rise of the earth.

The surrounding forest was even more silent at this time, without any life at all. Maybe it had something to do with the cold weather in autumn and winter, but it still seemed too weird.

Especially, when Qingmizu Koji looked at the stone tower from a distance, the malice that was constantly radiating around was far beyond what was seen in the Imperial Pill supernatural incident last time, and was clearly transmitted to his soul.

Qingshui Koji's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly raised his right hand. In mid-air, a blue transparent long knife slowly took shape in his hand.

But at the same time, his figure also shrank slightly, because this was not a creation of the void, but a long knife condensed from his soul power.

After awakening the ability of the soul to leave the body, Koji Shimizu experimented a few times on his own and accidentally discovered such a secret.

Not only can he condense his soul power into a long sword, but his sword power is no longer restricted.

Yes, constraints.

When he first understood the meaning of the sword in the dojo of Michiko Tetsu's family, he felt that there seemed to be some restriction blocking his way forward.

That feeling was inexplicable, but when Koji Shimizu tested his soul ability, he unexpectedly discovered that not only could he use his sword power under the condition of his soul, but the feeling of being restricted completely disappeared.

Koji Shimizu probably guessed that the situation in reality should be limited by his body, or by the rules of this world.

And if he continues to learn the kendo knowledge of this world from Tetsumi Chiko and continues to understand the ultimate meaning of the wind, he may not be able to break through the bottleneck one day.

But not to mention the time it takes, I'm afraid it will never be as unrestricted as it is now.

Shimizu Koji flicked his wrist, and a faint flowing wind seemed to linger on the blue long sword.

Although the soul cannot affect the real world, in this state, Shimizu Koji has the confidence to face any supernatural power that may exist.

With a thought in his mind, he flew to the top of the charred stone tower in the next second.

The reason why Shimizu Koji was more cautious this time was because he was very sure that situations like Hideaki Hosaka's could only be rare.

If there are other situations where the soul does not actively dissipate for some reason, then generally——

coming!

Qingshui Haoer felt something and flew away from the top of the stone tower in an instant.

And in the next moment, a dozen white ghosts, or evil spirits, shot out of the sky and threw themselves into the air where Shimizu Koji was just now.

Their faces could not be seen clearly, and they no longer had human form, but their bodies exuded a strong sense of resentment and malice. Their auras were hideous and terrifying, and they floated in the air like rootless duckweed.

No need to think too much, these are the souls of the more than ten people who were burned alive. They have completely become slaves of resentment in the growing hatred.

Koji Shimizu is well-informed. Although he doesn't know the specific rules for the formation of evil spirits in this world, he has a rough idea, so he is not surprised at all by this situation.

And with the appearance of more than a dozen white evil spirits, half of the night sky seemed to be illuminated at once.

Of course, only Shimizu Koji can see all this now.

Although they have no eyes, Shimizu Koji can also feel that the eyes of these evil spirits are all locked on him at the moment.

Everything was silent, there were no frightening screams or screams.

With just a "swish", more than a dozen pale evil spirits rushed towards Qingmizu Koji.

Qingshui Koji's eyes were focused. There was no fear in his eyes, and he didn't need to accumulate any more strength. He raised his hand and struck out with his sword. It was a steel-cutting flash that was like blue lightning, leaving an afterimage of the sword energy in the air.

An evil spirit was directly cut off half of its body by Shimizu Koji, and then dissipated with the wind.

At the same time as he drew his sword, Shimizu Koji also rushed out from the tight surroundings of a bunch of evil spirits like a ghost.

It was as invisible as a gust of wind, and just one step forward was as calm and unrestrained as passing through a sea of ​​troops.

After one sword strike, the flowing wind on Shimizu Koji's soul sword became more solid.

As soon as he turned around, there was another flash of sword light, and another evil spirit dispersed with the wind like a punctured balloon, turning into nothingness.

And this series of ruthless killings did not make these evil spirits retreat, but instead angered them even more.

However, after two consecutive sword-cutting flashes, a blue storm seemed to be building up on Youlan's soul sword.

And those enraged evil spirits just turned their heads and charged towards Koji Shimizu ferociously as if they were screaming again.

But this time, Shimizu Koji swung his sword downward first, and more than a dozen evil spirits were blocked by a sudden appearance of a wind wall.

And almost at the same time, Qingshui Koji raised his sword with a cold eyebrow and without hesitation, and swung the third sword of Steel-cutting Flash towards the ghosts gathered in a group at the moment!

Blade surge!

A tornado of faint blue mad sword energy was slashed out by Koji Shimizu's sword. It rushed out of the weak wind wall with a speed and momentum that swept almost everything, and instantly shattered the dozen evil spirits gathered together. !

And as the last bit of pale white disappeared into the night, Qingshui Koji stood silently and independently in the air, and the soul sword in his hand slowly gradually dispersed.

He probably breathed a sigh of relief, but in his slightly absent-minded eyes, he seemed to still be recalling the blade tornado just now.

Even in the unrestricted state of his soul, Koji Shimizu found that the gap between himself and the wandering swordsman was still extremely wide.

With the same move, the other party instantly created a sandstorm tornado in the desert that connected to the sky.

And it's hard to say whether he will be able to perform such sword moves with his physical body in the future.

After cleaning up these evil spirits, Shimizu Koji felt a little tired again. He could already think of how sleepy he would be tomorrow.

But he thought that the matter would end there, so he turned around and took advantage of his soul state to float to the stone tower to find Conan, but suddenly, he ducked out of the way and appeared again where the evil spirits had gathered just now.

As soon as these white light bulbs disappeared, the entire sky became dark again, so that Koji Shimizu didn't see it at all for the first time. After these evil spirits dissipated, they still left a handful of finger-sized soul power in the air.

Facing this mass of soul power, Koji Shimizu felt the same as when he faced Hideaki Hosaka's soul turning into a butterfly.

This is pure soul power——

As soon as Shimizu Koji stretched out his hand, he took the almost transparent spiritual power ball in his hand, and like snowflakes that melted in his hand, the finger-sized spiritual power ball silently blended into the palm of Shimizu Koji's soul state as soon as he got it. .

"So, is this still possible?"

"Yes, as one of the sources of power of the great devil mentioned by that strange old man, since it can fight in the soul state, it can be absorbed."

Shimizu Koji's eyes shone slightly, and he felt that his soul was getting stronger. Although the effect was very weak and could hardly be felt, in an instant, most of the emptiness he felt just now disappeared.

And even though I don’t know what the use is for a while, even so, it’s enough.

Koji Shimizu knew very well that in this technology-dominated world, as long as he continued to become stronger in all aspects, even if the weird timeline here returned to normal in the future, he would already have the strength to resist various disasters and accidents.

Therefore, whether it is body or soul, as long as it can become stronger, it is enough.

In this way, he can live with more confidence in this world that is no longer ordinary.

Qingmizu Koji thought for a while in the air. It felt like it took a long time, and then he finally turned around and walked into the stone tower.

There was actually nothing in the stone tower, but at the bottom of the stone tower, Shimizu Koji found Conan who was thrown into the underground passage.

This was enough, Conan was still alive, and Koji Shimizu left with peace of mind.

Chapter 146 Same Dream

When Shimizu Koji returned to the room again, he decided to take a closer look at the situation. The two people on the bed were already asleep.

One is his own body, and the other is Haihara Ai, who has her back turned to him, curled up into a small body, with only short brown hair exposed outside the quilt.

Her two small hands, as pink and white as warm jade, were placed in front of her face. Her sleeping face and hair on her forehead were slightly messy.

Her breathing rose and fell steadily, and her current appearance was softer than usual, or much cuter.

But Qingmizu Koji didn't look much, he just slowly floated towards his body.

"elder sister--"

Qingshui Koji stopped. He lowered his head and looked at Haihara Ai, who was just floating above the bed.

Although the girl's expression did not change, the soft and sorrowful call did make her look a little pitiful.

"Isn't your sister fine now?"

Qingshui Koji's eyes narrowed slightly. He probably guessed that Haibara Ai was probably dreaming, and coincidentally, he had never used his other ability, falling into a dream.

"Just let me test my abilities."

Koji Shimizu adjusted his position, aimed at Haibara Ai's forehead, and like a diver, he dived straight in.

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In a dream.

An unknown street cafe, this is almost anyone's must-choice place for a date.

There were very few guests coming and going, and their faces were blurry, but everything in the dream was going on like normal life.

Miyano Shiho is still a big one.

She wore a white coat with a red lined knitted sweater, just like she did when she was the director of the research institute in the organization.

At this time, she was sitting alone in the corner of the coffee shop, silently, with just a cup of steaming coffee in front of her.

She was waiting for someone. She looked intently at the transparent glass door and window of the cafe, but she was not in a hurry to check the time.

Although she had only returned to China a few years ago, she was already used to the waiting process and was enjoying this anticipated moment.

And soon, as the wind chimes at the door rang, Miyano Shiho raised his eyes, smiled, straightened up, and waved gently to Miyano Akemi, who was looking at the door.