Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 54: Occult Phone

It was like the stable era that came after a long chaotic era. After this period of holidays, there was a whole week of stable working days.

Although for Anhe, there is actually not much difference between holidays and weekdays.

If we were to use an idiom to describe his life these days, it would undoubtedly be "so happy that he doesn't want to return to his homeland".

"Backlund? Who would miss that damn place?!"

"Please let me be a parasite for the rest of my life, Mr. Miyano!"

The above are the outrageous remarks made by two useless people, the thief and the fortune teller.

In the leisurely daily life, even the fortune teller lost his desire to advance, and was content to keep his Sequence 8.

According to his own words, with the Joker's fighting ability, he is no longer afraid of Gin and Vodka, although he has not actually seen Gin fight.

So the thief urged him to compete with the Saiyan Kyogoku Makoto.

As expected, his sinister intentions were seen through by the fortune teller, who then pinned him to the ground and beat him several times.

Kaito Kidd had not made any moves for a long time, and without the opportunity to join the gang, the thief was not keen on spending time on games and knowledge, so he gave up the chance to log in.

And ever since the audience met Koizumi Akako, they have been studying the card she gave them.

But perhaps because something was wrong, simply chanting this honorable name could not contact Miss Witch. He was wondering where the problem lay.

"Think about it more positively. Maybe the other person just doesn't want to answer your call." The fortune teller An He said happily while riding a unicycle and throwing and catching a small ball.

Then, the spectator An He kicked him off the car, and the balls scattered all over the ground.

It was the thief An He who suggested a possibility: "Will we use the ancient Hermetic language?"

"This is not even the same world, how can the ancient Hermes language be useful?" The fortune teller patted his butt and got up, expressing his doubt.

"Let's give it a try. I don't have any other ideas anyway." The thief An He spread his hands. "It just so happens that after I became a cryptographer, most of the mystical knowledge emerged from the potion, including most of the natural languages including the ancient Hermes language."

"Let's give it a try." The audience An He made a decision and handed two psychological suggestion seeds to the thief An He, asking him to copy two copies of the knowledge about the ancient Hermes language into them.

The thief then gave two psychological suggestion seeds engraved with ancient Hermes language to the audience and the fortune teller respectively.

After digesting it a little, the audience An He cleared his throat and read out the honorific names of the five elements in ancient Hermetic language.

"I, Anhe, pray on behalf of the audience."

"You are the scarlet witch who is beyond common sense;"

"He is the descendant of red magic;"

"You are the contracted messenger of the devil of hell;"

“It is also the border that separates sinners from demons;”

"Pandora, eternally sleeping, I beg for your favor;"

"I beg you to listen to my sincere call—"

"Answer the phone quickly."

The fortune teller An He complained quietly, "Are you sure chanting the Honorable Name on the Island of the Heart will work?"

No one answered him and the atmosphere became awkward.

However, at this moment, a strange crack appeared above the Mind Island. It slowly contracted and expanded, as if it had a unique breath, and looked like an eye covered with intricate runes.

"It's a strange feeling. Are you calling me, the man of the mist?" Koizumi Hongzi's voice came from the crack, sounding a little distant.

"They actually got in touch." The thief An He exclaimed in amazement.

"Witch classmate, how do you feel over there?" asked the audience member An He.

"It's hard to describe. First, a language I had never heard before appeared in my ears. Strangely, I could understand its meaning. Then, the magic power in my body became unnaturally agitated, but the degree of agitation was very low. It was like a premonition."

"Where are you? I can feel that there is a thick barrier between us, and my magic power is depleting quickly."

"Also, the potion I just mixed failed because you were interrupted. How are you going to compensate me?"

"Sorry, I'm just trying it." Audience member An He said embarrassedly.

"Forget it. I was only affected because I had no experience this first time. I won't be scared next time." Koizumi Hongzi was not an unreasonable person. She was obviously just annoyed that she was scared.

"Can there be other interactions? Like passing items around?" The fortune teller An He also came to join in the fun, somewhat curious.

"I just said that the connection between us is blocked by something, and it is difficult to do anything else."

"Okay." He sat back down disappointed.

"Since it's just an attempt, let's just do it. I only have half of my magic power left. If I continue, it may not be enough for me to make the potion." Koizumi Hongzi's voice gradually faded, and the "eyes" above the Mind Island slowly closed and finally disappeared, returning to the misty and gloomy sky.

The first occult version of the “phone call” ended just like that, and it lasted only three or four minutes in total.

Several Anhe looked at each other.

"So, the ancient Hermes language can really be used in this world?" The fortune teller An He felt a little jealous.

"Why think so much? It's just like writing code. If it works, just forget about it." The thief An He is open-minded.

"We still need to hurry up and advance." An He, the audience, began to reflect on his past few days of enjoying himself. "Regardless of whether we can return to the old days, it should be no problem to reach Sequence 0 and become a true god. No matter what the situation is, whether we scare ourselves or not, we will at least have the power to protect ourselves."

"You're right." The fortune teller nodded solemnly, then quickly regained consciousness, not giving the two people time to react.

"I am still Sequence 8, so of course I go first!"

He quickly disappeared on the island of the mind, leaving behind this sentence as a matter of course.

However, this time the fortune teller was judging others by his own standards, and the audience and the thieves had no intention of robbing him.

The thief An He is still thinking. Before he can come up with a plan to skip class, he still has to cooperate with Kaito Kidd's rhythm.

The audience simply prefers to attack in the form of Ai or Amon, combined with a castrated version of psychological invisibility, which is more flexible than using the original body.

Of course, they couldn't specifically remind the fortune teller.

Let the kids have fun for a while.

After a week of work, vacation becomes especially precious.

Miyano Shiho finally got some free time. Perhaps it was because she had done too many experiments in the past few days. The depression on her face was so strong that An He could feel it from a distance and did not dare to approach her easily to cause trouble.

Miyano Shiho didn't care about his life or death at all, and dragged Miyano Akemi out shopping, apparently wanting to use "sister energy" to disperse those negative emotions.

An He wasn't so confused as to not be able to read the air and follow along. If he wasn't taken along, then he wouldn't be taken along. He had his own amusements.

After counting the days and remembering what the audience had shared about Tequila, An He decided to go to Mihua.

It just so happened that he was very interested in the launch of Mantiantang’s new work.

(End of this chapter)