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

"Damn it! Isn't this our bomb?"

At this moment, Vermouth was standing behind a large rock a hundred meters away.

She stared wide-eyed as a violent explosion occurred in carriage number 7.

Three dark, humanoid figures were bounced and sent flying.

After the explosion, the long train in front of them vanished like bubbles, and even the tracks below disappeared.

The surrounding area was completely empty, with wilderness stretching for miles.

"This is...this is too unbelievable! How did he do that?"

Vermouth stared wide-eyed in horror.

It turns out that they had been riding a fake train for several hours the whole way.

Everyone around was fake.

No way, 0.2.

I even had a big meal in the dining car.

Her flat stomach rumbled at just the right moment.

huh?

It's all fake!

So it turns out that only a few of us from the Black Organization were messing around on the train.

Meanwhile, on the actual train, Conan was in high spirits.

It's so great that Onmyoji is gone! Now no one will compete with me for deductions.

Now, all we need to do is anesthetize Kogoro Mouri and get him to state his reasoning.

He secretly turned on the watch and activated the anesthetic needle.

Biu.

Kogoro Mouri immediately fell asleep.

Conan coughed, about to speak, when suddenly a clear voice shouted, "I know who the murderer is, it's you, Mr. Anton..."

Chapter 437 Sera Masumi's feeling is strange

Sonoko pointed excitedly at the man wearing glasses.

"The specific modus operandi is..."

Sonoko suddenly hesitated, then quickly raised her phone and whispered, "Hey, Akatsuki-san, say it again, I didn't remember..."

huh?

Conan was on the verge of tears.

I've wasted my time again.

How can they ask for help from outside the venue?!

This is so un-Ke Xueyi (a famous Chinese writer and writer).

Inside the room, Sera Masumi's tear stains were still wet.

"Big bad guy, big pervert, big hooligan..."

She gently reached out and touched it, and immediately gasped in pain.

It hurts.

That guy went too far.

However, she had a strange feeling in her heart.

This was the first time in over a decade that a man had done that to her.

Besides the pain, there seemed to be some strange sensations as well.

Sera Masumi silently pulled the blanket up to cover her head.

I wonder what they're thinking or doing inside.

A few days later, at the Mori Detective Agency.

"Alright, it's getting late, you kids should head back now!"

Kogoro Mouri waved to Genta and the others, then turned to Ran Mouri and the others and said:

"Ran, you and Conan hurry up and get ready. We're going to a banquet hosted by Ms. Suhou Akako tonight in Akatsuki-san's car!"

"This is so boring, we haven't had enough fun yet!"

Upon hearing this, Genta and the others reluctantly put down their game consoles and left the detective agency with some complaints.

"Detective Mouri, would you like to try driving?"

Downstairs, Chi Chufeng said with a smile.

"Is it really possible?"

Kogoro Mouri laughed so hard his mustache stood on end.

He had long been extremely envious of Chi Chufeng's sports car.

Kogoro Mouri got into the car, and the three of them, including Aka Chufeng, all sat in the back, with Aka Chufeng naturally sitting in the middle.

Kogoro Mouri started the car and drove towards the mansion where Suho Akako lived.

In the back seat, Chi Chufeng had his arm around Mao Lilan, his hand secretly moving around on her waist.

With her father sitting in front of her, Ran Mouri dared not utter a sound, and could only silently endure the onslaught of the acrid wind with a flushed face.

On the other side of the Akaso wind, Conan, with a helpless and sorrowful feeling, watched the trees flashing past the window.

He couldn't help but say, "Uncle Mori, drive faster!"

"Okay, no problem..."

Kogoro Mori stepped on the gas, and the car suddenly sped up.

While speeding along the road, Kogoro Mouri suddenly saw a dead tree lying on the road ahead and slammed on the brakes.

"careful!"

With lightning speed, Chi Chufeng shielded Ran Mouri in his arms, using his powerful physique to protect her from the impact of the sudden braking.

Sizzle...

With a screeching sound of tires, the car drifted sideways, leaving several black tracks on the road before coming to a stop next to a dead tree.

After the car came to a complete stop, Chi Chufeng released Ran Mouri and asked with some concern, "Ran, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Are you hurt?"

Ran Mouri first shook her head, then stared at Akagi Kaze and looked him up and down, looking somewhat worried that he might have been injured earlier.

"I'm in trouble, ouch, it hurts so much."

A painful voice rang out behind Chi Chufeng.

When Chi Chufeng turned around, he saw that Conan had bumped his head and had a big bump on it, and he was groaning in pain.

Because Akasa Kaze was holding Ran Mouri in his arms, the two of them bumped into Conan due to inertia.

If Conan hadn't had a relatively hard head, he wouldn't have just had a big bump on his head; he might have even bled.

"Damn it! Who did this?"

Kogoro Mori got out of the car, cursing and yelling, "They actually dumped a dead tree on the road! Isn't that deliberately trying to harm people?"

Kogoro Mouri was suddenly stunned. There was a piece of paper stuck in the dead tree in front of him, which was actually a dagger.

"Dad, what is this?"

Ran Mouri, who followed her off the car, also noticed the suspicious white paper and picked it up to examine it with some curiosity.

On the other side of the white paper, there were scraps of paper taken from newspapers and magazines, woven together to form a peculiar letter.

"Never help Su Fang Hongzi hold a charity gala, or you will definitely regret it. Curse the Masked Messenger."

After reading the contents of the letter, Kogoro Mouri couldn't help but scoff, "Playing tricks!"

"A curse, a curse upon the Masked Messenger?"

Ran Mouri is terrified of supernatural things. Looking at this strange letter, she suddenly felt a chill and quickly turned around to lean against Akatsuki Kaze, which made her feel much more at ease.

Upon hearing this, Conan's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a thoughtful expression.

As a high school detective, Conan certainly wouldn't believe in ghosts and gods. He'd rather believe it's a warning letter, and it seems tonight's banquet isn't going to be peaceful.

Akazuka was not surprised. With Conan and Kogoro Mouri both on the move, how could they not trigger a case?

Moreover, he had already roughly recalled the details of the case before he came, and he did not intend to participate in this revenge case. He only wanted to see if the cursed mask was really anything strange.