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Chapter 352 The Curse of Blood

"Actually, there is still one more doubt."

Xiaolan: "Hey, what is it?"

"is blood."

Conan narrowed his eyes, and he also thought about this problem.

"Is it blood? Why?" Xiaolan was curious.

"It's very simple. Since the soil around here is dyed red with blood, it means that they shed a lot of blood when they died. What I'm curious about is what happened to them during their lifetime that made them bleed so much.

Blood." This is what Okino is most curious about.

Under the observation of the magic eye, the skeletons in the soil were completely exposed to Okino's sight. If they were stabbed with sharp objects or beaten to death with blunt objects, then it should be reflected on their bones.

That's right, but that's what's weird.

Their bones were intact, with no traces of fractures or cracks.

‘Could it be possible that he died from poisoning?’ Okino thought.

"Hey Okino, let's go back quickly. It feels uncomfortable to stay here any longer." Xiaolan said weakly.

"Okay, there's no point in staying here anymore, let's get out of here." Okino actually wanted to dig up this place and see what's underneath, but it's impossible to do it with just one branch, so...

After sending Conan and Xiaolan back to the hotel, Okino returned here alone.

"There are no traces of magic power, but after so many years, even if there are any traces left, they have probably disappeared long ago." Looking at the holes in the ground, Okino fell into deep thought.

"It seems that it is still necessary to dig up this place and take a look."

Okino himself is not the type to procrastinate. Now that he has thought of it, he will do it immediately.

After making sure that no one was around to disturb him, Okino immediately activated the magic circuit in his body, and then... the magic turned into an invisible sword, and started a series of puffs against the ground under his feet.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

This step of work is called loosening the soil.

After a few breaths, the soil under his feet had completely become soft. Then, Okino directly used magic power to drive the soil to fly outside bit by bit. Nowadays, moving magic is completely childish for Okino. Thinking back to those days, moving

Okino, who struggled to use chopsticks, is long gone.

In just a few minutes, a large pit three meters deep appeared in front of Okino. According to the results of perception, the bones were under this layer of soil.

A minute later, a complete skeleton appeared in front of Okino in a cold manner, surrounded by dark red soil, and the smell was not very good. If ordinary people face skeletons, they will always feel a little awkward, but for

As a forensic doctor, Okino felt nothing at all.

Observing the skeletons up close, Okino could confirm that these people did not die from poisoning.

If it wasn't poisoning, how did these people die?

After thinking for a long time, Okino couldn't figure out the reason.

"So...there is only one way now."

Taking out the always white white gloves in his arms, Okino slowly placed his hands on the skeleton. At the same time, magic power gathered in his eyes, and the silver light flashed, and the magic eyes began.

The deceased was a male, 36 years old. There was no damage to the bones and the possibility of poisoning was ruled out. As for the real cause of death...

"It's actually a curse?" Okino was surprised, and his thoughts were racing for a while.

After a long while, Okino let out a breath and stood up again.

"It seems that the legend is not completely groundless."

The identification result of the magic eye is very obvious. The skeleton in front of me died of a curse, the curse of blood.

This is a very cruel curse. People who are affected by this curse will first feel pain, an unbearable tearing pain all over the body, just like countless ants tearing at your flesh and blood.

If that's all it is, then this curse is too childish. After the victim dies, the blood all over his body slowly flows out of the body as if driven by some unknown force.

That's right, just like the vampire Count Dracula, he sucks the blood of humans and eventually dies of all blood.

When he saw the identification results, Okino’s expression was like this: (⊙o⊙)…Σ(“a…Σ(дlll)…

The blood curse is so terrifying!

Although the magic eye has given the cause of death, there is no way to know the origin of the blood curse. There is no way, who made the current magic eye only have the simplest identification function, affecting reality and so on, haha~ everything can be seen in dreams.

"Hey, in the end, after going through so many battles, I'm still a weakling in the end."

Snap!

After clapping his hands and putting his gloves back into his arms, Okino once again used magic power to refill the soil outside and smooth out the uneven areas on the ground, making it impossible to tell that the soil had been disturbed.

Thirty minutes later, Okino returned to the hotel. As soon as he returned to the hotel, Conan ran over immediately.

"Okino, what are the results of the investigation?"

"Why, you are so concerned about this matter. Aren't you not interested in things like ghosts and monsters?" Seeing Conan's caring attitude, Okino couldn't help but joked.

Conan twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a dead-eye look, and complained feebly: "Hey, hey, it has been proven before that that thing was not caused by ghosts, right?"

"Haha, maybe."

"What do you mean by maybe? It's too perfunctory."

"I'm perfunctory?" Okino looked at Conan incredulously, "Do you have any misunderstanding about the word perfunctory?"

"Hey... By the way, what did you find? Don't tell me there's nothing." Conan was too lazy to argue with Okino.

Seeing that Conan was not cooperating with him, Okino curled his lips in boredom, "Okay, it's a little discovery."

Conan's eyes lit up, "Tell me, what did you find?"

"I dug out the bones of one of them, and then..."

"Pfft! You, you really dug it!" Conan looked at Okino with a horrified expression, and his spit almost flew into Okino's face.

Okino glanced at Conan with disgust, then distanced himself from Conan without any trace.

"Ahem, what...I didn't mean it."

"Tsk."

"( ̄ Pan ̄)"

"I investigated the cause of their death. There were no cracks on the bones and they were not poisoned. As for how they died, there is no conclusion yet." Okino pondered for a while, but in the end he still did not say anything about the curse. Even so.

If you say it, you will definitely be ignored by this kid, and maybe you will be retorted with "You are really a stickman!"

"Hmm... Could it be that they are killing each other?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

If it wasn't a curse, Okino might think so. After all, there are only skeletons now, so we can only judge that there were no fractures during life. If the death was caused by being stabbed in the heart with a sharp instrument such as a knife, this would be true on the skeleton.

It cannot be reflected.

"By the way, how's it going with Uncle and Police Officer Yamamura?"
Chapter completed!
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