Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

A cheer erupted from the crowd at the dock.

Kogoro Mouri immediately became excited.

"Are they here to welcome me? I didn't expect I'd be so popular on the island."

Conan, with a deadpan expression, said unhappily, "Uncle Mori, didn't you see the words on those banners? They say 'Welcome, Onmyoji!'"

Looking at the bustling scene on the dock, Chi Chufeng touched his nose speechlessly.

I'm an Onmyoji, but in this situation, I feel like a celebrity.

Mikami Takeo, who was standing nearby, immediately said, "Lord Akatsuchi, the island's residents all know that you are coming. They believe that you can help us, so they have come here to welcome you."

"Uh, that's too kind. Don't worry, I'll handle things here."

Chi Chufeng waved to the islanders, which immediately drew cheers.

"Big brother, you're so handsome! Are you the most powerful Onmyoji in Tokyo?"

Chi Chufeng lowered his head, and a little girl with pigtails looked at him with shining eyes.

The little girl's gaze reminded him of Sonoko, that infatuated girl.

"Xiaoling, it is very rude of you to treat your guest like this. Please forgive me, Onmyoji, this is my daughter, Mikami Lingling."

Mikami Takeo quickly confessed.

"It's okay, the little girl is very cute."

Chi Chufeng smiled and patted the little girl's head.

"Then, Onmyoji brother, can you hug me?"

A sly glint appeared in Mikami Reirin's eyes.

“Of course.” Chi Chufeng scooped up the little girl.

Mikami Reirin wrapped her arms around Akatsukaze's neck and whispered in his ear, "I heard it's very popular to date someone younger than yourself these days. What do you think of me, brother?"

Chi Chufeng was speechless.

The little girls on this island are way too precocious.

Did you eat too many oysters?

Led by Mikami Takeo, Akatsuka walked towards the residential area.

The islanders behind them followed closely, like a celebrity's cheering squad.

The group checked directly into the most luxurious hotel on the island.

Chapter 135 The Missing Professors

Dinner lasted for more than an hour. After finishing the meal, Mikami Takeo bowed to Akatsuka Fu and said, "Lord Akatsuka, were you satisfied with tonight's dinner?"

"Hmm, very good." Chi Chufeng nodded in satisfaction.

I must say, the dinner served on Shikishima Island tonight was truly amazing, with a wide variety of seafood, all of which were rare and precious varieties.

If this meal were in Tokyo, it would cost at least several hundred thousand yen. Takeo Mikami and his team really put their heart into it.

After a few simple pleasantries, Chi Chufeng inquired about the situation on the island.

"In recent years, since the appearance of the ghosts of the online trolls, has anyone died or gone missing on the island?"

Takeo Mikami thought for a moment and then brought up something, “Dead people, apart from the captain of the Ryujin seven years ago, there was only that incident five years ago.”

"One day five years ago, some people who claimed to be university professors came to our island. They seemed very interested in the rumors about our island's naval forces, so they stayed here to investigate."

"Back then, we would occasionally see the ghosts of the navy wandering around the island at night. I warned them that they must never enter the navy's caves, but they wouldn't listen."

"Then, one night, all those university professors suddenly disappeared from the hotel and were never heard from again. The people on the island said that they were killed by the ghosts of the navy."

"I see." Chi Chufeng frowned and said, "Village Chief Mikami, after those professors disappeared, didn't you report it to the police?"

“This…” Mikami Takeo hesitated for a moment, then said truthfully, “Lord Akatsuki, tourism is one of the pillar industries of our Shikishima.”

“If those professors disappear on the island, the police will definitely come to investigate once the police are notified.”

"If tourists find out that someone has gone missing or even been killed on the island, our island's tourism industry will probably suffer a serious blow."

"So I took it upon myself to keep this a secret, disposed of the professors' luggage, and told the islanders that they had all gone back to Tokyo."

"I am so sorry!"

Chi Chufeng nodded without saying anything.

This matter has little to do with him anyway.

His main goal was to understand why the magic circle suddenly activated after hundreds of years.

It now seems highly likely that someone died within the magic circle's range, and their life force and soul were used as a sacrifice to activate the undead conversion magic circle.

"How many professors went missing on the island in total?"

“Seven people,” Mikami Takeo replied immediately. “Five men and two women, seven people in total.”

"Seven people."

Chi Chufeng silently made a mental estimate.

A person's entire vital energy and soul should be enough to transform ten dead souls.

Seven people make seventy.

That's quite a large sum.

However, after five years of magic depletion, this number will probably be discounted.

Thankfully, we now have the Magic Maid, otherwise I really would have to do it myself.

"I'll go check out the place where the spirits often appear tomorrow, and I'll take care of it quickly, so don't worry."

Upon hearing this, Takeo Mikami, Goro Kinoshita, and the others beamed with joy and thanked him respectfully.

"Thank you so much, Onmyoji!"

"By the way, we have a few people here who were injured by the ghosts of the navy. Their injuries just won't heal. Could you please take a look at them?" Mikami Takeo asked.

"Okay, bring it over."

Chi Chufeng wanted to test the attack power of the magic circle.

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About five minutes later, Kinoshita Goro returned to the room, followed by several islanders who looked haggard and pale.

The islanders greeted Chi Chufeng respectfully.

Chi Chufeng nodded and called someone over.

His injuries didn't look like they were from being cut by a sharp weapon; they looked more like they were from being hit by a blunt object and bruised.

Pulls of black gas rose from the bluish-black area.

Hmm, this thing looks somewhat similar to the Kikuchiyo that was used to create magical artifacts.

Chi Chufeng immediately had an idea.

He mumbled some incantations and then placed his hand over the wound.

...

A row of souls was thrown out from beneath his palm.

As expected, the black energy immediately clung to the souls upon encountering them.

The soul swelled up as if inflated by air.

Magic Absorption.

sizzle.

A series of pleasant sensations entered my body.

Chi Chufeng couldn't help but smack his lips.

It's been a long time since I've done this. Doing it occasionally brings back some memories.

"Hey? It's healed! My injury is gone!"

The islanders watched in delight as their bruises quickly disappeared.

He stood up and moved around, and the original cold and aches disappeared completely.

"Thank you, Onmyoji, for saving my life! Thank you, Onmyoji!"

The islander knelt down and kowtowed to Chi Chufeng.

Chi Chufeng cured several patients in a row.

When it came to the last one, he took off his clothes, which immediately made him frown.

Doesn't this person have a lot of injuries?

It was all over his body, in seven or eight places.