The soles of the shoes made a subtle 'click-click' sound when they stepped on the bones.

The beam of light from the flashlight easily cut through the darkness and illuminated the bones on the ground.

The humidity here is very heavy, and the air seems quite turbid compared to above.

Conan wanted to turn on the watch-type flashlight to take a closer look at the cave. However, when he pressed the corresponding function key a few times, he was shocked to find that the watch had no response at all.

...By the way, it must have been accidentally smashed when Pu and Jiang attacked me and Miss Qiuting.

After being rescued by the police from the boat that floated into the reservoir last night, I was so focused on rushing to the Domoto Concert Hall as soon as possible that I ignored this detail.

"Conan, what's wrong with you?" Ayumi came over and asked.

"nothing……"

Conan was not going to explain this in front of the three unknown guys, so he said instead: "My watch may have run out of power."

"Then use mine," Ayumi was originally afraid of these skeletons, but after hearing what Conan said, she simply stood next to him.

Soon, the power was turned on, and the beam of light swept across, illuminating an old man in ragged clothes who looked to be about sixty or seventy years old not far in front of several people.

"Even such an old man..."

Ayumi tightened her grip on Conan's sleeves. Before she could finish her words, she saw the 'corpse' suddenly turned its head, revealing a sinister smile that could scare a child to tears:

"Hehe, it's not the old man, but the old woman..."

"Ah!!!" Ayumi was directly frightened.

Conan also took two steps back warily.

"Well... I slept so comfortably!"

Kuroba Kaito leaned back against the pillar and stretched out comfortably. Then he pretended to be struggling and stood up. He looked at the people and asked in confusion, "What time is it now?"

Ordered?"

"Hey! This is not a place to sleep," the medium-haired woman frowned at another competitor who appeared out of nowhere, and said with some hostility: "Old man, you are here to find treasures too, right?"

"I think you may have misunderstood," Kuroba Kaito pointed to the very misleading stone tablet, "I'm not here to hunt for treasures, I just want to visit the grave of Sansui Kichiemon."

[You who are confused, give me your sacred weapon... Sansui Kichiemon.]

"Hey, no matter how you look at it, this is a code, right?"

The medium-haired woman subconsciously touched her hand to the inner pocket of her jacket, but quickly retracted it and said with a half-smile:

"I told you, old lady, stop pretending. The traps in this machine house are no joke. If you were just an ordinary old man, how could you have come here safe and sound? And your glasses guy..."

Although Ye Gengyi looks like a newbie based on his age and his generous admission on the top floor that he is just looking for treasures, the middle-haired woman who has clearly sensed a sense of crisis does not want to look at him.

Anyone can reap the benefits.

She pointedly said: "The skill you used to get down here with the rope just now is much better than the two of us..."

Is this a major precaution?

It's not like flying in a helicopter. The level I just showed is such that even after seeing vodka, I would have to shake my head and call myself an amateur.

I thought I acted low-key enough, but as treasure hunters you can't... at least the threshold shouldn't be so low, right?

Ye Gengyi pushed up his pair of plain glasses and said noncommittally, "I'm better at this."

"Oh, really? It's great to be young..."

The middle-haired woman didn't care whether her goal was achieved or not, and looked at Kuroba Kaito again: "Old man, you are the first person to come here. Have you found the artifact mentioned on the stone tablet?"

This... woman, I advise you not to seek your own death. The bastard brother's glasses have begun to glow white...

Kuroba Kaito coughed and said in a hoarse voice: "No, I always thought this was Sansui Kichiemon's tombstone."

"However, it is no wonder that the old man misunderstood," Mitsuhiko analyzed, holding his chin with one hand, "because this inscription does look like it is asking for tribute."

Maybe it has something to do with the stone I found on the man who was sunk into the water. The short-haired man must know something...

I originally wanted to wait and see, but this temporary team is obviously not very reliable. The four people should not know each other. If conflicts break out due to clues, the first ones to suffer will definitely be us...

Thinking of this, Conan took the initiative and said to the middle-haired man: "Uncle, didn't you just ask us if we had found any strange stones? What about you? Have you found something similar?"

"Well..." The short-haired man hesitated.

Conan took another dose of strong medicine and said: "Actually, we just picked up a stone. Maybe it is the artifact mentioned in the inscription."

"What?" the short-haired man asked eagerly, "The stone you found should also have words engraved on it, right?"

"Yeah!" Conan nodded obediently, "Uncle, you really found it, right?"

What's going on, this primary school student...

The short-haired man hesitated: "Uh, no, I actually..."

"It would be unwise to monopolize information under such circumstances." Haihara Ai provided an assist.

"I see, he is worthy of being a senior treasure hunter, and he has a skill of hiding," Ye Gengyi said with emotion: "Oh, you are still a little complacent... You just let me down the rope ladder on purpose, right?"

Does this person... really don't understand or is he deliberately mocking us?

Women with medium hair always feel that this statement seems to be attacking men with short hair, but in fact it is also a reply to the fight they just made.

But……

Admit it, the target of focusing fire may fall on you, don’t admit it, it’s really frustrating to be manipulated by a junior and you can’t refute it!

Forget it, I feel like I've been put in a different position and can't stay out of it, so let's just go with the flow...

She took a deep breath, originally not intending to share the hatred, so she could only follow the topic and say: "Hey, let me tell you, if you don't want to be ostracized by everyone, it would be better to come up with the clues quickly?"

"Yes, I didn't say I wouldn't take it out." The short-haired man couldn't resist the pressure and had to open his backpack and took out a stone plate. "Look, this is what I found, a stone plate made of stone."

Mirror. The words engraved on it are 'forever'."

"Humph," the medium-haired woman chuckled, looking at Conan and the others, "Then the magatama you found has the word 'Fire' engraved on it?"

"That's right, this is it...eh?"

Conan took out the magatama from his pocket, but before he could hold it firmly, his eyes blurred. When he came to his senses again, the thing had landed on the young man wearing flat glasses.

"what you up to?!"

The short-haired man immediately held the stone plate in his hand warily.

The medium-haired woman also had a strange expression, but instead of being nervous, the vigilance in her expression was actually a bit weaker.
Chapter completed!