Set up a stall at the entrance of Yuanyue, and the food will be returned XNUMX times if it is well r

Conan was frightened for a while and muttered: "These rich people have really bad taste. Who the hell would put this thing in the corridor?"

Taking a closer look, he showed a puzzled expression again: "It's strange, there is actually a vacuum inside, it's just a Western knight's armor. It's probably too old, and the place where the arm is fixed has become loose. This damn place, it seems that next Be careful, God knows if the oil lamp or stone above may suddenly fall..."

Conan avoided the sword edge hanging on the ground and walked forward cautiously. The rest of the journey was uneventful.

After all, the corridor is not too long, so nothing happened.

Across the corridor is a living room decorated in the Renaissance era.

The furniture is very old and has a sense of age.

Thanks to the advanced training at Hawai'i Technical College.

Conan could tell at a glance that the furniture was genuine.

If you take it out, you can sell it for at least several hundred million.

Attention, it is Dragon Country Coin!

Sure enough, rich people are really luxurious.

Before Conan had time to sigh.

There was a crashing sound behind him.

The sound of clanging.

It's like a melody struck by several pieces of heavy metal.

"What the hell?"

Conan felt a sudden rush in his heart, and hurriedly hid behind the sofa, stuck his head out from the side, and stared nervously at the exit of the corridor.

It is easy to tell from the sound that the clanging sound is approaching the living room.

Chapter 427 Koizumi Anko’s Castle, Conan’s Fantasy Adventure

Carefully lie down on the ground.

Conan tilted his head and stared straight at the exit of the corridor.

Time flies by.

Obviously only ten seconds passed.

But he felt that a long time had passed.

I don't know when sweat started to form on my forehead.

As the strange sound got closer and closer.

At this time, Conan didn't dare to take a breath.

"Bangdang~"

Another muffled sound.

A silver-white shadow revealed its true form under the illumination of the oil lamp.

"Sigh~"

Conan gasped and quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

The figure that came out of the exit was actually the knight's armor from before.

this moment~

Conan's outlook on life was greatly impacted.

He was obviously looking very carefully just now.

It was definitely a hollow armor.

And now~

This thing is actually alive?

Do you believe it?

Although there are always supernatural things in this world.

But I saw the armor resurrected with my own eyes.

You can even vaguely see the empty interior.

Conan still felt that his world view collapsed instantly.

Nima~

Do you want to be so wicked?

Is there really some ghost possessing the armor?

Conan is indeed a famous high school detective.

Even in a state of extreme panic.

My head is still spinning very fast.

The possibility suddenly occurred to me.

But can anyone tell me.

What should you do if you encounter a supernatural event?

He never learned how to exorcise ghosts in Xia Weiyi!

Conan covered his mouth tightly.

Dare not make any sound.

Afraid of attracting the attention of the armored knight.

God knows if this guy came after him because he suddenly broke in.

I secretly screamed bad luck.

Conan shrunk and hid behind the sofa.

Waves of chill began to rush from the soles of my feet to my forehead.

The clanking sound is getting closer and closer.

The armored knight seemed to be wandering around the spacious living room, as if looking for something.

Conan was even more convinced that it was looking for him.

Forced to calm down, Conan looked around, trying to find a suitable escape route.

Suddenly~

The Victorian-style table lamp not far away lit up.

The height of the desk lamp is close to the height of a junior high school student.

The brown-red pillars are carved with ancient patterns.

The gauze cover outside the lamp is like a cylindrical cage.

Under the light.

Strange patterned shadows immediately appeared on the wall.

The desk lamp turned on suddenly, without any warning, and in an extremely strange way.

"Giggle, Mateus, you're running around again, be careful of the adults dismantling you into parts...~?

An ethereal female voice came to Conan's ears.

The voice was pleasant to the ear, but Conan only felt his scalp numb.

Because he knew very well that the sound came from the desk lamp.

'The desk lamp actually spoke? '

Conan was shocked all over.

An indescribable feeling of fear came over me.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing, and an indescribable fear seemed to fill the entire room.

bang~

There was another sound, a hoarse man's voice approaching.

"There was an intruder and I was just doing my job."

"What a conscientious knight. Do you think we should get rid of this little guy? It just so happens that Vivi's cover should be replaced with a new one..."

The ethereal female voice sounded again.

Just this pleasant voice made Conan feel chills all over.

God~

This desk lamp actually wants to peel off his skin?

Should it be so bloody, should it be so cruel...

Conan shuddered subconsciously.

His eyes couldn't help but fall on the strange lampshade.

Isn't this thing also made of human skin?

"Uuuuuuuuuuu~~"

Conan's body trembled violently, and he could no longer hold back the fear in his heart. He got up and crawled into the door closest to him.

Weird laughter sounded behind him, and Conan couldn't care less at this time.

When the door closed, his whole body collapsed to the ground, leaning his back against the door, trying to block the ghosts outside in this way.

For a long time~

There seemed to be no movement outside.

Conan calmed down the fear in his heart, walked up slowly, and listened at the door.

The clanking sound gradually faded away, and the ethereal female voice disappeared without a trace.

It was as if everything just now was just his imagination.

"What the hell is this place?"

Conan cursed lowly.

Only then did he start to look at the surrounding furnishings.

The lights were on in the room.

thank goodness~

There is a table lamp hanging on the roof, and the light is relatively soft, without the weird feeling outside.

The room looked like someone's lounge, filled with photos, books, and strange props.

Conan looked around the room, concentrating on what to do next.

Contrary to what he had thought when he first came in, all he wanted now was to never meet the owner of the castle.

A guy who can raise a bunch of ghosts is definitely not a serious person.

This room looked normal. Conan was slightly relieved, but he didn't dare to take it lightly.

God knows whether the seemingly ordinary ornaments will suddenly pop out to say hello to him.

After all, desk lamps can talk, and even if the doll can move, Conan won't be surprised.

The thought of almost having my skin peeled off and used as a lampshade by a lamp made me feel extremely absurd.

When did a famous detective who was steadfast in science end up in a situation where he was threatened by a desk lamp?

They are all damn black organizations!

It's all the blame on those shameless couple!