The dirty underground cell, and the "wild man" huddled in the corner of the cell, instantly appeared in the field of vision of the two children.

Both of them were startled, and Conan reacted quicker, turning around and covering Ayumi's mouth tightly, even if it suppressed her screams.

After observing the situation in the cell, Conan saw the current situation of the "wild man".

Seeing that there was no figure of the woman in the black dress inside, he pulled Ayumi carefully into the room, and looked at Akio Sugie through the thick railing, trying to ask for some useful information.

However, before he could speak, there was a slight click outside the cell, as if another door had been shut.

Immediately after, a very slight sound, but amplified footsteps in the quiet corridor, came closer and closer.

……

Ayami Sugie opened the door with her elbow and walked into the dungeon with a tray.

Under her messy white hair, her somewhat cloudy eyes scanned the room, her gaze paused slightly on her son, and soon swept over him, and settled on a cabinet with miscellaneous items on the opposite side of the door.

The distance between the cabinet and the wall is less than half a meter, and that's where Ayami Sugie used to put the mop, which was not worth noting.

It was only in combination with the subtle noise she had just heard, and the two children who had come from nowhere before, that she was still alert.

Sugie Ayami gently placed the tray on the floor, picked up the long sharp kitchen knife, tensed her whole body, and slowly walked towards the cabinet.

……

Conan and Ayumi were holding their breath and stood side by side in the gap.

The two of them couldn't see anyone coming, but they could hear Sugie Ayami's footsteps approaching.

Ayumi covered her mouth, tears of fear flowed like money, and the sweat on Conan's forehead did not let go too much.

The difference is only that the latter is more stable and has more equipment on its body.

He took a slow breath, raised his wrist, and grasped his watch.

After a few moments, Conan lowered his hand again, crouched down instead, and gently unscrewed a button on the side of the shoe.

These shoes, like the telescopic strap he had just used, were one of the new pieces of equipment that the Doctor had given him. The name is particularly simple and easy to understand - foot-strengthening shoes.

Looking at a bucket for a shabu mop at his feet, and estimating the distance between the person and him, Conan was ready to attack at any moment.

However, just as Sugie Ayami was elongated and cast on the wall next to Conan, Conan reached out and hooked the bucket, the door of the dungeon was slammed open, and a person walked in in a very high-profile manner.

Shiraishi habitually touched the mask on his face, and then he looked at the cabinet, and then at Sugie Ayami who was approaching the cabinet with a knife, and even recalled the current situation.

At this time, his feet were still a little numb, and he inadvertently held on to the door frame, barely concave into a rather forced-out shape.

The woman in the black dress in front of her was carrying a knife and turned to face him. The bangs that had not been trimmed for a long time hung down in front of the eyes, blocking the gradually aging eyes, blocking the fine crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, revealing only the dry and thin chin.

In this way, it is a little far from the Sugie Ayami in Shiraishi's impression. He looked at the other party's old face and was stunned for a moment, before he could barely recognize this familiar person from his figure.

Maintenance is really important...... However, if you don't get sunlight every day, your skin is quite white. In other words, how does she usually go out to pay water and electricity bills and buy daily necessities with her eye-catching shape?

A series of questions flashed through Shira's brain, and although he was curious about each of them, it seemed that this was not the time to dwell on them—there were a little more than 8 minutes left in the masquerade.

If it weren't for the virtual world being swished fast-forward, maybe he would have been transmitted back to his body while he was still in his dream, what would have happened then?

…… Stop!

Looking at the kitchen knife raised by Ayami Sugie , Shiraishi took half a step back and suddenly asked, "Have you seen the painting left by your husband?" ”

"......" Sugie Ayami didn't make a sound, but her movements paused, why did this person who suddenly appeared and dressed strangely suddenly mention her husband?

Shiraishi looked at her, took two steps back, then turned left and trotted all the way over.

The last time he came, Shiraishi, like Conan, was distracted by the glowing prison door, and with Sugie Ayami's arrival soon, he didn't go any further.

This time, after inquiring about the whereabouts of the painting in the virtual world, Shiraishi felt that he could do something else before calling the police to remove the hidden danger of the haunted house.

Sugie Ayami glanced at the direction in which Shiraishi was running, and her face changed.

She shouted, "Wait! At the same time, he gritted his teeth and chased after him.

The hand bones that used to hold the needle and thread and the kitchen spoon were now exposed, and they were holding the long and terrifying kitchen knife hideously.

Sugie Ayami followed Shiraishi into the house, and as soon as she entered the door, the lights around her were bright, and the incandescent light on the top shook so that she couldn't open her eyes for a while, and when she could finally see clearly, she found that Shiraishi had run to the opposite wall.

It's a rough room, with a mattress in the corner near the door, and it's where Ayami Sugie usually lives.

In this place, which is so simple that it is worse than a prison cell, the most striking thing is undoubtedly the 2.5m x 3.5m oil painting on the opposite wall.

The painting is deep at the bottom of the sea, two strangely shaped humanoid creatures are entangled in an eerie and exaggerated style, and Shiraishi sees elements including but not limited to five or six creatures in those two "people".