Chapter 68: The Dungeon

Conan looked at Ogata, and since he had revealed his identity as Kudo Shinichi, he reasoned without the slightest concealment: "This ancient mansion has been abandoned for many years, but the strange thing is that the water source has not been cut off, and the property company will not be kind enough to provide drinking water to a house that has died and is taken care of by everyone." And when we entered, on the side of the old house, there was a newly built, very new wooden door, which seemed incompatible with the other mottled walls, which must have been placed later, so that it was easy to enter and exit this house. ”

"Makes sense." Ogata nodded, and he asked with a smile, "You haven't sued me yet, you guys don't go home to sleep at night, why are you going here to make a fuss?" ”

"Huh?" Conan's expression suddenly became embarrassed, he couldn't tell Sù Ogata that he and a few imps would get together and come to this abandoned old house to play a haunted house adventure game.

Seeing that he didn't want to answer, Ogata didn't force it: "Your partner, it's likely that you met a living person living in this ancient mansion. ”

"Well, it was Mitsuhiko's voice just now, and that scream is definitely not a simple thing." Conan said worriedly, but he ignored the word "living man" that Ogata used between words.

Ogata whispered to Conan, "Go back to your room and take care of those two imps, and I'll take a look." ”

After hesitating for a moment, Conan nodded slightly, this is the best way to deal with it, because in such a dangerous ancient mansion, if you disperse, it is easy to get lost and copy Mitsuhiko's situation.

After Conan returned to the room, Ogata exhaled, it was considered to have solved a trouble, if you really met the evil ghost you just met, with this stinky boy here, how to start!

Re-lit the lighter, Ogata slowly approached in the direction the imp had just gone missing.

In the dark corridor, a door was opened, and Ogata lowered the sound he could make and walked softly into the room, but it was empty.

"Huh?" The light of the lighter stirred around, and there was no entrance or exit, and he was sure that the scream was coming from here, because there seemed to be the smell of food left here, and it must have been brought in by someone other than the imps.

He bent down and looked at the floor under his feet by the halo of the lighter, and subconsciously set the entrance and exit around, because it was common sense. But as a forensic doctor, reverse thinking will push him to maintain an interest in both the upper and lower sides.

Sure enough, in a floor with obvious gaps, an authentic entrance was found.

Ogata moved the switch of the tunnel with great force, and slowly the entrance floor opened, opening up an underground tunnel that could accommodate an adult to burrow.

Tunnels like Guò also confirm Ogata and Conan's speculations. In this abandoned old house, there are people who live there for a long time.

"Not good." With a heartbeat, Ogata clearly felt that the moment the tunnel opened, a surge of anger surged from the entrance of the tunnel, like a crying ghost scream, with grief and anger.

Wrapped in his trench coat, Ogata walked briskly into the tunnel, which was dimly lit, and he put the lighter in his pocket, and pulled out the talisman glasses he had put away and put them on.

In the blood-red world, those angry qi is like a whirlpool, rising sharply, bringing great negative emotions to people, including anger, pain, and terror!

"Ah!!!!h A scream, followed by a familiar rancid stench, and the feeling of suffocation in his nose made him protect himself with his snort, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

When he walked to the underground world where the entire ancient mansion was hidden, Ogata had time to look at it, it was a place similar to a prison cell, under the inlay of iron and iron, in the corner, curled up a sweaty, wide-eyed crazy man, looking with some horror not far away, the creature covered in rancid smell and becoming terrible.

Possessed by the demon was another woman, also long, but underneath the messy head, there was a pale face as ugly as paper, a pair of green eyes that did not look like a human being, purple lips, and wrinkled skin all over her body, exuding intense uneasiness.

Unfortunately, Ogata guessed it, and the demon finally chose to use possession to oppose him.

But what Ogata didn't expect was that it had obviously been hurt to a certain extent, and at this time, Cheng Dù, who had condensed his anger, was not weakened, but was growing.

This only says one thing

"They killed you?" Ogata stood calmly at the entrance of the stairs and looked at the terrible woman, as if to say to her, but in fact it was the angry demon in her body.

The woman's surroundings are dark and distorted, and her eyes are cold and terrifying, and when you look directly at her, even Ogata with a good state of mind will feel that his scalp is numb, like falling into an ice cave.

She didn't speak, but picked up a blade from her side that was placed on the dining cart, her facial muscles became distorted, the corners of her mouth cracked, and the whole authentic voice sounded, it was a sad and indignant laughter.

"Finally got me back!" She turned around at dusk and looked at the shivering man in the prison, and her voice became unfamiliar, like a deep male voice.

When the man hiding in the cage heard this voice, he stood up in fright, leaned close to the wall at the back, and looked at the woman with some fear: "No! No! ”

He listened to the familiar voice, as if he was crazy, desperately covering his ears, closing his eyes, trembling in pain, choosing the way to escape not to listen or see.

"Dog mongrel!" Under the woman's hideous face, the hatred in those eyes became stronger and stronger, and the blade in her hand was held tighter, and the blade reflected a bright cold light in the light.

Ogata glanced at the underworld, picked up a stick from the corner, and walked straight to the demon-possessed woman.

"Don't meddle!" The woman turned around violently, holding the blade, and stabbed at Ogata frantically!

The sword light shone in mid-air, Ogata took a swing step under his feet, his body swung sideways, and he avoided the stabbing blade, and the wooden stick in his hand moved instantly, and the force rose from the wind, and the moment he swung it, it smashed on the woman's back.

In the United States, there is no karate, there is no judo, and what Ogata has learned is superficial kickboxing. If you say that you are against Xiaolan, you may not be able to beat her. But to deal with some ordinary people, the application of fists and feet is more than enough

The woman staggered out, and Ogata stood in place with cold eyes, the wooden stick in her hand had already found strength, so it wouldn't hurt her body.

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