The door behind him was closed, and Conan was pushed into the room. He pointed at the tied Minami Takayama and the others, begging them with a confused look on their faces:

"I agreed to let Sister Minami go now, right?"

The kidnapper wearing a wool hat sneered, grabbed Conan's collar and picked him up, "Children, you still want to reason with the kidnappers. Remember to learn your lessons in the next life and don't dare to interfere in anything."

When Takayama saw the kidnappers being moved by the child, they couldn't help but struggle.

Conan looked "unbelievable", "You guys, you lied to me? You clearly agreed! How can you not keep your word?!"

The two kidnappers looked at each other and smiled. The child was really simple and easy to cheat.

"I warn you that my neighbor's brother is a famous Onmyoji. If you dare to bully me, he will not let you go!"

The two kidnappers were stunned for a moment, Onmyoji? What the hell?

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Is this kid having a brain problem?"

"What is Onmyoji? Are there any charlatans who are scaring people these days?"

"So, are you going to be enemies with me?"

A cold male voice suddenly rang out, and the laughter of the two kidnappers stopped.

"Who is talking?"

The kidnapper's face suddenly became serious. He had already checked the neighborhood. It was impossible for anyone else to come to see the little ghost in front of him.

Just as they were stunned, the stack of talismans that Conan had just held were thrown out and fell on the two kidnappers like snowflakes.

Conan took out his earrings from his top pocket and called, "It's now!"

"Shi Ling·One Style."

With the sound of the earring phone, before the two kidnappers could react, all the talismans exploded instantly, but did not blow up any items, but instead burst into light spots like fireworks.

Conan shivered in his heart, and suddenly he was a little worried, "I said, your trick wouldn't be useless, right?"

"Wait and see." Hanyu Kiyo's voice was very calm.

Conan opened the cover of the watch and was ready to use an anesthesia needle to knock down the kidnapper with the gun first, but he found that the two men seemed to have been anesthetized and fell to the ground.

Conan carefully went up to check it out, and saw that the two of them did not respond. He first removed the kidnapper's pistol and then carefully observed it.

Both kidnappers looked listless and extremely weak. Looking at their pale faces, Conan took a breath.

It's like draining human blood, but it shouldn't be it, is it because of the vitality? I feel like this spell is a bit weird.

Conan suddenly felt that his impression of Hanyu Kiyomiya seemed to be wrong from the beginning...

Not only did he think so, but some people who knew about the affairs of the Fujiwara family also began to secretly guess that the reason why Mr. Fujiwara could survive was not only because of the talisman blessing.

Instead... what kind of sacrifice ceremony was secretly performed by holding a funeral in name?

Hanyu Kiyoya on the other side of the phone listened to Conan's description and thought to himself that it was interesting to directly activate the skill to directly reduce the opponent's vitality instead of exploding physical damage.

However, this kind of damage should be restored by itself, right? Just like replenishing vitality will slowly lose, and the reduction of vitality can also be supplemented by itself. Is it still twenty-four hours?

While fiddling with the pet turtle in his hand, Hanyu Kiyoen hung up the phone and called Amuro again. It was getting late. Although no one except Conan really encountered dangerous situations, it would be better to go there.

Conan on the other side breathed a sigh of relief, called Officer Meguro to come and "wash the floor", and then took Minami Takayama, who was rescued, to the concert.

Yamuto arrived very quickly, and he also took a rest during the day and was awake now.

"Amuro, have you worked a lot lately?"

Hanyu's words made Amuro's eyelids twitch, "Fortunately, President, do you have any new tasks?"

"It's not a new task. It's mentioned before. It provides low-priced funeral services to the lower-class people in Tokyo. Now the funds are relatively abundant, so it's time to start."

Tomohito Amuro said that this is indeed not a new task, it directly doubled the workload...

"President...we probably don't have enough manpower..." Amuro Toru reminded tactfully.

Hanyu Kiyoshi said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, just ask again. There will definitely be enough cheap and easy-to-use new employees to come to the door."

"..." Amuro Toxin said that you are really not afraid of it.

"Of course, you and Umezawa are both veteran employees who have just opened the funeral club. Your salary should also rise. At least you can afford the apartment building next to Detective Maori. Well, I'd better give you one house to each person and treat it as a bonus for the hard work recently."

Hanyu Kiyoshi thought for a while and continued, "There are four other employees, and they have been here for a while. If there is no extraordinary action, you can consider replacing them with regular status."

Toru Amuro no longer takes the president's money offensive seriously. At first, he thought the president was just a trick to win over people's hearts with money, but now he doesn't see it this way. This is obviously a secret expression of an attitude.

I am afraid that I would like to comfort myself and not think too much, just like before, and just pretend that divination has never happened.

Just like what I did to Mingmei.

"Then I would like to thank the president. I would like to thank Umezawa for your response." Toru Amuro responded. This was obvious. The president should understand what he meant.

After hearing his words, Hanyu Kiyoshi was stunned for a moment. Are you grateful to Umezawa? Who are you? Could it be...

"Umezawa is a miserable person, so you can take care of him more in the future." As for his workplace romance, Hanyu Kiyoshi was not cruel to break up the couple.

Amoto felt a stern heart. Akimi was indeed having a hard time. The president probably knew more than he thought...

When the two arrived at the concert, the performance had just begun and the venue was pitch black. Then Conan's singing came from the sound, without a single point on the tune, as if it was a magical sound.

However, a sound exactly like Conan was soon heard. This time he was obviously a professional singer. He sang very well, but he was still distracted by Conan's untuning voice, so that he could not sound completely enjoyable.

Hanyu Kiyoya stood in the stands at the last row, unable to experience the lively concert, but only felt noisy. After confirming that Yuanzi and others were safe and sound, he quietly went out with Amuro.

Relying on the side of the car while admiring the night sky and chatting, it is better than the noisy inside and his ears are deaf.
Chapter completed!