Chapter 223

"Quack quack"

With the crow's wings flapping, Gao Cheng followed the maid on the left into the East chamber.

"In this house, if you don't follow the Convention, you will suffer disaster afterwards... Because this is the house where the curse is disguised..."

The words of the twin maids made Gao Cheng feel faint. Looking at the interior decoration of the villa, he began to feel gloomy, especially the masks hanging on the walls.

"What's going on here?"

"Teacher Su Fang has always been fond of collecting masks," the maid led the crowd up the corridor. "I'm going to put my luggage now. Please wait in the mask hall for a while."

"The masquerade hall?"

Next to the stairs on the second floor, after a door was opened, the room connecting the East and West Wing rooms appeared in front of several people, just as Matsushita and others entered the hall from the opposite side.

After taking off his coat, Chang Liangyao shows a long purple skirt, which looks like a diviner.

"I'm sorry, detective Chenghu," chuckled Pian Tong. "I thought it was Mr. Maori's son. I didn't expect you to be another famous detective, Gaocheng chengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengchengcheng

"Nothing." Gao Cheng can only laugh.

It seems that every time I have to be taken advantage of by Uncle

Masks are displayed everywhere in the masquerade hall, ordinary and seeping. It's just like a mask Museum. The owner here, Su Fang and Hongzi, has a strange hobby.

I just don't know what will happen this time.

The only clue was the threatening letter of "curse mask".

Maybe a terrible murder is brewing in this strange villa

"What are these?" Conan didn't know what he met. The red curtains on both sides of the hall opened, and hundreds of the same white masks were displayed in front of the crowd. The empty smiling faces startled the crowd.

"How can there be so many?"

"These are all shambles." A noble old woman appeared at the door, silver gray hair, red shawl, although the face is old, but still has a faint charm, next to a woman with short hair wearing glasses.

"You are Ms. Su Fang Hongzi!" Uncle Maori recognized the man at a glance.

"It's a great honor for you to come here," the old lady said with a bright smile. "What do you think? Is my favorite collection OK? "

"This..."

"These are the two hundred masks that are said to have been made before the death of the Spanish sculptor shoble conderes..."

The diviner Liang Yao looked at the white mask on the wall: "curse the mask?"

"Excuse me," the uncle said strangely, "what does it mean to curse the mask?"

"Because shoble is a tragic sculptor. Although he is gifted, he fell into the trap set by his brother. His status, reputation and even property were robbed. In despair, he seemed to be possessed by something and kept carving these faces."

Ms. Su Fang showed off her voice and said: "just after he finished carving the 200th one, he ended his life. At that time, all the masks scattered around his body were stained with blood, as if he was sucking his blood..."

"It's not just that," Chang Liangyao said in a quiet way. "Later, these masks were scattered in different people's hands, and the people holding these masks seemed to be cursed. In the end, most of them ended in tragedy."

"But Ms. Su Fang has collected so many masks," Gao Cheng sniffed at the legend, picked up a mask and looked at it. "Are you not afraid of anything?"

The old woman laughed: "don't worry about that. I've already asked the psychic with high mana to seal all the curses of these masks."

"Psychic medium?" Gao Cheng glanced and turned his mouth.

It seems that there are quite a few psychic mediums and exorcists in Conan's world. They are all money swindlers. They really can't make it to the stage. There are people like Su Fang and Hongzi who are willing to believe it.

However, it's easy to have a curse legend, because criminals also like to cover up their crimes with curse legends.

"In fact, in the real world, human evil thoughts are much more terrible than curses," Gao Cheng said, turning to Uncle Maori, "right, uncle?"

"Ah," the uncle responded and took out the threatening letter from his arms. "To be honest, we were blocked by a tree on the way here, and this paper was ordered on that tree."

"This is..."

The others were surprised and said, "I've also received the same letter."

"Me too."

"Our company also received a strange letter." A young man with yellow hair and sunglasses came into the hall with an envelope in his hand.

"Winter arrow?" Su Fang red son lightly reproaches a way, "you how so late just arrive?"

"I'm on a national tour. Don't mind if I'm a little late."

Huang FA young man did not see anything. He gave the envelope to Su Fang and Hongzi with a smile: "the letter didn't indicate the sender's name, only that the recipient was Su Fang's teacher, and the words were very strange."“ It's to hide the handwriting. It's very neat. " After asking for permission, uncle Maori opened the envelope and pulled out a threatening letter“ Tonight, the curse mask will suck blood... On the messenger of the curse mask? "“ "Ah?" Uncle's face changed and he said cautiously, "Ms. Su Fang, I think it's better to call the police."“ I don't think it's necessary to pay attention to it, "Su said, dismissively." ever since I started my charity career, such threatening letters have never stopped. " Gao Cheng looks at the threatening letter and doesn't speak. Sometimes it doesn't make sense. It's hard to say whether uncle Maori or Conan is the God of plague, but it's right to always be involved in events. This red son of Su Fang thinks too well After a sumptuous dinner, there was a light snow outside. Uncle Maori is called to the room on the third floor by Sufang Hongzi alone“ Mr. Maori, I'd like to ask you to help me investigate a matter. "“ Do you want to find the sender of that letter? "“ No, "said Su fanghongzi, holding her glass." in fact, I want you to help me investigate the accident of Mr. and Mrs. Pian Tong 20 years ago. I'll give you 2 million yuan after the accident. What do you think? " Uncle Shua stood up: "ah? Two million?! I will go through fire and water! " In the villa hall, Gao Cheng stood by the window and silently watched the snow scenery for a while. His eyes swept the crowd who gathered together and laughed. In addition to these invited guests, there are Su Fang, Hongzi, her secretary, Inaba and Dai, a popular rock singer in her company, lanchuan Dongya. There's nothing wrong with these identities alone. Su fanghongzi started charity activities 15 years ago. This time, she is going to hold a charity party for children who lost their families in a car accident. The initial reason is that 20 years ago, a good friend who took care of Su Fang Hongzi's daily life ran into someone and ran away. LAN Chuan Dongya is the son left behind by that good friend after he committed suicide. It is only with the help of Su Fang Hongzi that he gradually has today. The car accident seems to have a profound impact on Su fanghongzi. For more than ten years, she has been committed to helping the orphans who were caused by the car accident become independent. Gao Cheng agreed to attend the charity party, but also felt that it was good for his own development. In short, there is nothing worth killing about Sufang Hongzi, and there is no inheritance dispute. Is it Su Fang's own play? It's certainly a good thing for Hongyan performing arts company to expand its influence around the hype of curse mask. Maybe the charity party in a week's time will be more famous. In this way, it seems that the strange rules in the villa and Su Fang's strange behavior can make sense“ By the way, uncle, "Gao Cheng went to Uncle Maori who was with Chang Liangyao," just now Ms. Su Fang called you alone. What's the matter? "“ No, No Uncle alert way“ Really not? " Gao Cheng looks suspicious.