The author has a group 541249392. (Conan's Open Door, I'm a Policeman)

On the weekend, Mizuma was dragged by Miwako Sato to the medieval art museum, Mizuma Moon deliberately brought a police ID, handcuffs and painkillers, and last time I was interrupted and didn't remember the case.

Walking into the museum, it is fair to say that the exhibits here are not bad, but Miwako Sato simply forgot about the walking armor and looked at the artworks one by one.

Men are usually less interested in art than women, and Mizuma is no exception, looking around to see where a murder might be happening.

Hell Pavilion, Mizuma Moon glanced up, this is the exhibition hall where the walking armor mentioned in the news appeared?Walking in, ignoring the exhibits on both sides, Mizuma Moon went straight to the depths, until he reached the front of the armor.

Black armor, nearly two meters tall, full-coverage.

It's cold to the touch, a little rough, and you can feel the vicissitudes of history.

The average thickness is two centimeters, the weight is about one hundred and twenty pounds, and the standard system of the Middle Ages.

These...... Mizuma didn't even see it!

He looked up and saw that there was no camera coverage at all, so he put on his gloves, gently removed his helmet, and stood on tiptoe to look inside the armor.

There is no mechanical braking system that would rule out the previous inference that the haunting was a mechanically controlled prank.

I turned on the flashlight and shone it in, and found a large amount of ash inside, and I could conclude that it hadn't been touched in the past three to five years, let alone someone had passed through it.

Putting back the helmet, Mizuma was about to leave, when suddenly the sword hanging from the armor attracted Mizuma's attention. The ghost sent the gods, and Mizuma took off her gloves and took off the sword.

The sword is about ten catties, about one meter four meters long, about one meter long, about eight centimeters at the widest point, and about 0.75 centimeters at the thickest point.

The tip and blade of the sword shone with a slight blue glow, which was a sign of blood quenched more than once, indicating that this sword had been on the battlefield.

Unfortunately, the sword had apparently been taken care of by a very rough man, and the rust had been removed with inferior sandpaper and hydrochloric acid, leaving scratches that had not been removed, and the rust that had not been removed could be seen in some subtle places.

Shui Jian Yue held the sword in both hands and made a downward slashing motion, and a momentum of slashing the sky and breaking the sea surged.

It's a pity, Mizuma Yue lamented for this sword, it is no longer sharp, time flies, since the Middle Ages, there are many people who have polished and rusted it, but no one has sharpened its blade, and now it has completely become round and dull, and it needs to be reopened.

It's a pity that Mizuma Moon can't open the light for it, so she has to put it back with apologies. As soon as she let go, Shui Jianyue was stunned for a moment, what kind of evil madness did she have?

I just felt like I had fallen into an evil spirit, and I had a strange feeling for a sword!

It hurts so much, what the hell is it...... Mizumatsuki poured out some painkillers and stuffed them into her mouth before she had time to look at them, and it took a while to relieve a lot.

Rubbing her temples, Mizuma Moon suddenly remembered that Miwako Sato was still in the exhibition hall that she didn't know, so she didn't have time to think about what had just happened, so she hurriedly went out to meet.

As a result, as soon as I went out, I didn't see Miwako Sato, but I saw Conan! There were also Mori Ran and Mori Kogoro in the back, needless to say, there must be a case today!

When they didn't see the Moon between the Moons, the Moon jumped back into the Hell Gallery, and only came out when they entered the Sky Pavilion. Then he happened to be caught by Miwako Sato, Miwako Sato was tired of shopping, and went out to eat with Mizumatsuki.

After eating, the two of them returned to the art museum, and as soon as they stepped into the art museum, they heard Mao Lilan's scream and hurriedly ran to the Hell Pavilion.

PS There are several book friends who have raised the question of multiple traversers in the book review area, probably because these comments are posted on the computer and cannot be seen on the mobile phone, so they can't reply, so I just say it here.

The previous Lin Mourning was a supporting role that I promised a book friend, the traverser is just a useless attribute, Lin Mourning doesn't know the plot, and if the plot is thrown away, it doesn't matter if Lin Mourning is a traverser or not. In fact, I promised a total of two such supporting roles, and the other one is also a time-traveler who doesn't know the plot. The main purpose is to make up for the lack of combat power of the protagonist in the later part of the story.

As for not being able to tell who is the main character? If I let Mizuma Yue take up 80% of the scenes, I won't be able to tell the difference.

The author has a group 541249392. (Conan's door is open to the police, I'm a policeman), come and play.