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

Conan is being cute again.

Xiao Lan hesitated.

"Xiao Lan, you go upstairs. I'm fine, I just need to rest for a while."

Chi Chufeng chuckled and stroked Conan.

Xiaolan hesitated for a while, but ultimately couldn't let go of her father.

"Alright, Akachu-san, you rest on the sofa for a while, I'll go upstairs and come down right away."

The three walked towards the elevator, and Conan even turned back with a smug smile.

Chi Chufeng's lips curled slightly.

If you don't leave, how can I do anything?

This is a huge harvest of souls and money!

Leaning back on the sofa, I pretended to close my eyes and rest.

In fact, the Eye of Space had already entered the room upstairs in an instant.

The eighth floor is only about 20 meters away from our current location, and with our current magic power, we can sustain ourselves for more than 50 minutes.

Chi Chufeng looked around the room and quickly found a fresh soul.

A small figure is clinging to the beer can in the dead man's hand.

boo.

A soft sound.

The beer can disappeared.

It appeared in Chi Chufeng's space.

Before he could react, he immediately opened his eyes.

At the hotel reception, a fashionable young woman is checking her luggage.

It's another eye in space.

A small hole suddenly appeared inside the box.

Wow, this is amazing!

Lots of banknotes.

Each bundle is worth ten million, and there are countless bundles of them, densely packed together.

Chapter 15 Magical Enslavement

Chi Chufeng extended his sinister hand.

One bundle, two bundles, three bundles…

Being a magician is truly an excellent profession.

Making money is practically like picking it up off the street.

Four bundles, five bundles, six bundles…

If it weren't for the increased magic power, I wouldn't have taken all that money at once.

Seven bundles, eight bundles, nine bundles…

Wow, that's a lot of money!

Chi Chufeng frowned and canceled the mental hand gesture.

This is too tiring, let's just go for something drastic.

Intermediate Mind Control Hand!

Behind the hotel receptionist, two illusory arms suddenly appeared and embraced the entire box.

The box vanished without a sound.

Then the second, the third.

Three large suitcases simply vanished without a trace.

Luckily, no one noticed, otherwise they would have been so shocked their eyes would have popped out.

In the newly created space, the box was opened by the hand of will.

Bundles of banknotes floated out.

After emptying all the banknotes, Chi Chufeng used his mental power to send the empty box back.

Then we began to organize and take stock of the spoils.

This was a huge success.

There is no gravity in the soul space, and bundles of Japanese yen are flying everywhere, too numerous to count, let alone organize.

Chi Chufeng couldn't help but frown slightly.

[Ding! More than three magic sources have been tamed. Reward: Magic Enslavement (Beginner).]

[Magic Enslavement (Beginner): Enslavement magic targeting souls. Special reminder: Newly born souls are prone to rebellion, while souls that have been tormented for a long time are easier to enslave.]

Enslaving souls!

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow and cast a spell.

The first target is, of course, Kishida, who appeared earliest.

During this time, Xing Lantong came and did the splits many more times. She took all the pearls while holding onto the wall, leaving only a steel wire with a hook in the space.

After repeated blows, Kishida's spirit has become increasingly unable to live.

Chi Chufeng seemed to realize something.

No wonder they say that fresh souls are the source of magic.

They are like college students who have just entered society, not yet beaten down by the harsh realities of society, so they still have passion.

After enduring numerous beatings, becoming an old soul, it becomes difficult to feel any excitement again.

They can only recover on their own, and can only provide a few minutes of magic replenishment each day.

Raising the magic power cap is out of the question.

Sure enough, to increase magic power, a constant supply of fresh souls is necessary.

Chi Chufeng sighed as he used his mental power.

First, take Kishida's soul out and throw it into the money storage space.

Then cast a magical enslavement spell.

Within the space, an illusory whip materialized.

Chi Chufeng frowned and waved his hand, but it didn't seem to have enough force.

Look at the original space of Kishida; the steel wire that strung the pearls is still there.

However, Kishida's obsession has completely disappeared, and he no longer clings to it so tightly.

Chi Chufeng removed the iron hook from the end of the steel wire and then placed the steel wire into the middle of the illusory whip.

When the two are combined, their power becomes incredibly strong.

With a gentle wave of his mind, the hand produced a crackling sound at its end.

Kishida's spirit stared blankly at him.

Then, in his line of sight.

The strange whip moved over and aimed at his buttocks.

Whoosh, snap.

Hey~

Although his soul couldn't make a sound, Chi Chufeng could tell from his expression how much pain he was in.

"Go and organize all the money properly. If there's even the slightest mess, you'll get a beating."

Kishida immediately got to work, carrying a bundle of coins and stacking them up despite his swollen backside.

Chi Chufeng nodded in satisfaction.

It's good to have someone to do the work.

His gaze then fell upon Fujie Akiyoshi, Negishi Masaki, and Hirota Kenzo.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

After a few lashes, they all became obedient.

The four souls began to arrange and count the money they had collected.

The slave owner, Chi Chufeng, nodded in satisfaction.