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But Kudo Yusaku and Yukiko didn't intend to care about their son's life or death.

After all, he was his biological son, so it was okay to scare him. But if something happened, they would be the most distressed.

After leaving the old Japanese house and changing clothes in a nearby warehouse, the couple followed Conan.

Originally, he planned to wait for the other party to come out of the mountain before going out to surprise Conan.

Unexpectedly, Conan accidentally rolled into the bushes on the roadside just halfway.

When Kudo Yusaku and Yukiko reacted, they took out their flashlights and looked at them. Conan was nowhere to be seen.

So~

Where did my big son go?

When Kudo Yukiko was panicking, she still looked confused.

I really can’t figure out what happened in that moment just now.

There's no reason why your son could be lost in just a few seconds?

Could it be that this mountain 4.2 forest can still eat people?

Yukiko forced herself to calm down, turned around and glared at Kudo Yusaku, and said dissatisfied: "I told you not to choose this area of Nagoya, but you still chose the address here. What should you do now? Where did Xiaoxin go? "

Kudo Yusaku said with a bitter smile: "My friend happens to have an abandoned house here. Who knew this place was so evil."

"What now?"

"Let's look for it. What else can we do? We can't just leave Shinichi alone."

Kudo Yusaku and Yukiko sighed at the same time and ducked into the woods.

I originally wanted to give my son a surprise.

It's better now~

I don’t know if my son has been taught a lesson.

They themselves were so frightened that they broke into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, Conan doesn't know the truth yet.

If he were to know what the Kudo couple had done.

I don’t know what you would think? .

Chapter 426 Koizumi Anko’s Castle, Conan’s Fantasy Adventure

Nagoya.

In an ancient castle.

under dim lighting.

The beautiful girl reclines lazily on the velvet single sofa handed down from the 17th century.

Her long purple hair hung sideways on her shoulders, and a pleasant smile hung on her flawless face.

The one-legged glass in his hand was filled with brightly colored red wine, and his delicate white hands were holding the glass and shaking it gently.

Apparently, the girl was enjoying the tranquility of the night.

Who says high school students are not allowed to drink.

As the only descendant of red magic.

Koizumi Hongzi doesn't care about secular laws.

suddenly~

An old-fashioned voice came from a dark corner: "Miss Hongzi, someone entered the castle without permission."

"Huh?" Koizumi Hongzi exclaimed: "Butler Muyou, where is Ulysses?"

A finely crafted wooden doll walked out of the darkness with staggering steps. After performing a noble etiquette, he sighed: "Ulysses left his post without permission, and I don't know where he went."

"Ha~" 21 Koizumi Hongzi chuckled: "This guy is not good at opening doors, but he likes to jump around and run around... By the way, who is the person who broke in?"

"It seems like he's just a child."

"Uh~ little kid? Has the barrier outside failed again?"

"Miss Hongzi, you also know that the barrier around the castle has existed for hundreds of years. Some places have been in disrepair for a long time. It is normal for problems to occur occasionally."

"Forget it, let him wait for a while. Anyway, a little devil can't enter the center of the castle."

"Okay, I will inform everyone and try not to scare each other."

"Well, on the [-]th and [-]th, clean the living room."

As soon as he finished speaking, a broom and a dustpan flew over from the corner and began to clean the room.

That's right ~

This is the castle where Koizumi Hongzi lives.

It is said to be hundreds of years old.

As the only descendant of red magic.

There are a large number of alchemical creations in Koizumi Anko's castle.

Even the gate of the castle has simple wisdom.

……

"anyone there?"

Unconsciously, half of the moon was already hanging in the sky.

There was silence all around, no sound at all.

Conan walked in the empty courtyard and whispered to the nearest building.

It’s not hard to see~

This is an ancient castle.

Not a single building.

It is composed of several buildings of different heights.

Conan also felt strange.

Such a big castle.

Just now when he was on the mountain.

Unexpectedly, I didn't see any blurry shadow at all.

Not only that~

This castle doesn't even have a door, but it doesn't look like an ownerless thing.

After all, under the bright moonlight, you can vaguely see traces of repairs all around.

suddenly~

There was some rubbing sound in the garden.

A bit like an insect rummaging through the grass for food.

There's just a little 'squeaking' sound when metal rubs against it.

Conan was startled.

Want to find out.

But he stopped instinctively.

Being in an unfamiliar environment.

It’s best not to act rashly for the time being.

He hesitated.

Conan decided to enter the building in front of him.

Now he was tired and hungry, and it was a bit cold in the cold night. He was in urgent need of a shelter from the wind.

If you meet the owner of the castle, you might be able to solve the problem of food and clothing.

But Conan didn't know.

After he stepped into the castle.

A dark doll emerged from the flowers.

With a puff.

The doll fell to the ground, its head fell to the side, and rolled around a few times.

The doll that had lost its head stumbled up, picked up the head from the ground and pressed it on its neck.

Those black eyes were shining with penetrating light, staring straight at the direction Conan entered.

this moment~

The doll had a weird, humane smile on its face, and low murmurs echoed in the silent courtyard.

"Giggle, giggle, finally a new person comes to the castle. Sister Hongzi hasn't been playing with Jia Lisi during this period! This newcomer looks very interesting, it must be fun, right?"

The doll walked quickly into the old door with staggering steps.

Conan has entered the castle.

There was only a sparse row of oil lamps in the long corridor.

The owner of the castle seems to be a paranormal enthusiast.

All furnishings are extremely old.

Even the lighting facilities are in the style of the [-]th and [-]th centuries.

"Guru~"

Conan swallowed his saliva and looked at the dim corridor with a little hesitation.

If he could help it, he really didn't want to cross this seemingly road to hell.

God knows if the owner of the castle is mentally ill and actually designed the house like this. Isn't he afraid of the cold?

But it was not easy to come across a place that seemed to be inhabited.

Conan doesn't want to give up looking for the owner of the castle.