Back inside, at Uncle Maori's suggestion, everyone was going to take back their mobile phones and call the police, but...

"What's going on? Why are all our mobile phones destroyed?"

"Did the innkeeper do it?"

The maid also discovered that the previous publication was missing, and now everyone was in a panic.

"Hey, did you find anything?" Conan walked up to Okino at some point and asked in a low voice.

Okino's mouth twitched: "Tch...why are you asking me again? I'm not a detective."

"Hey...I thought you could notice something, but I'm serious."

"Haha, I'm a magician. If you find the murderer but don't have evidence, I can be of some help."

"Eh?" Conan asked with a question mark on his face.

Okino raised his eyebrows and said confidently: "Let me tell you, I recently discovered a very interesting thing. If a bad luck curse is placed on the murderer, his luck will become worse, and maybe he will die on his own.

It's showing off. Otherwise, we can use an illusion to let him see the dead people seeking to lock their souls with him. Otherwise, we can use an underworld judge or black and white to scare him, and that should be fine."

"Huh? What did you say?" Conan's expression changed, and he immediately transformed into a salted fish and looked at Okino like an idiot with his dead fish eyes, showing disgust in his eyes.

"You guy, let me talk to you about business again, don't talk about those nonsense."

Okino's eyes twitched: "Tsk, I'm serious about business, okay? Don't forget the guy named Tequila from last time. If it weren't for my bad luck curse, he wouldn't have been killed by the bomb. Uh.

...It seems I let it slip.”

The embarrassment on Okino's face flashed away. Fortunately, Conan didn't pay attention, or he didn't believe a word of what Okino said from just now.

"Ahem, and you still remember the twin brothers incident at the beginning, right? It was the man who almost deceived the police by pretending to be his brother."

"Well...hearing what you said, I really want to remember it, but that man was so unlucky that he fell down and exposed his flaw."

"Haha, is it really bad luck?" Okino rolled his eyes at him angrily, "At that time, in order to test the characteristics of the bad luck curse, I happened to test him. Otherwise, do you think that case could be so fast?

Solve the case, idiot detective."

"What, you actually called me an idiot detective! Bastard Okino!" Conan was furious.

"Idiot Conan!"

"Hmph, you said that you, an adult, have the same experience as me, a child, how shameless."

"Tch, you're just a kid? I think you're more like a little pervert. Just be careful if I don't like it and give you a bad luck curse someday, and you'll die of misfortune."

"Haha~ I don't believe it, you liar, you bastard."

"Really..." Okino smiled maliciously, and with a slight movement of his fingers, an indescribable magic shot into Conan's body.

The curse of bad luck was activated successfully!

'Hmph, even though the curse only lasts for ten seconds, it's enough to make you suffer a bit.'

As expected, Conan happily walked towards his sister Xiaolan, but as he stepped out with his right foot, there was a 'click'... sprained his foot.

"Ah!" Conan fell and landed on his face.

"Conan, are you okay?" Xiaolan, who was not far away, immediately noticed the fallen Conan and hurried over to help him up.

"No, I'm fine, I just sprained my footing because I couldn't stand firm."

"Really?" Xiaolan checked up and down, and it seemed like... no bones were injured.

"Xiaolan, what are you doing?" The uncle walked over curiously, holding a lit cigarette in his hand.

"It's nothing dad. It's just that Conan sprained his foot accidentally. It's okay."

"Really, you kid really doesn't make people worry. Okay, you two should go over there and rest for a while. If you feel sleepy, go back to your room and sleep. It's already past one o'clock now."

"I know, dad." Xiaolan responded and was about to pull Conan to the side. Unfortunately, the uncle turned around for some reason and bumped into Conan. The collision didn't matter, but that

A little scalding ash fell from the lit cigarette butt, and the ash fell directly onto Conan's head, making him scream from the heat.

"Wow! It's scalded to death. Sister Xiaolan is scalded to death."

‘Poof!’ Okino, who was leaning aside, almost couldn’t hold back after hearing this sentence. Did Conan get burned to death or Sister Xiaolan got burned to death?

"What? Dad, please pay attention, you've burned Conan!" Xiaolan glared at her uncle with dissatisfaction and hurriedly blew the cigarette ashes off Conan's head.

"Ahem, um... oh, forget it, this kid is fine anyway. Ahem, I have some business to do now, so you two should go to the chairs next to you and rest." The old man's face turned red, although in his heart

It was true that I was a little embarrassed, but I didn't say it out of shame, so I just found an excuse and sent Xiaolan and Conan away.

Seeing her father like this, Xiaolan had no choice but to complain, so she had to drag Conan to a chair aside to do it.

'Counting the time, the curse of bad luck has less than ten seconds to go...'

10...9...8...5...4...3...

"Hey, why is this chair broken? It hurts so much."

"Conan, are you okay?"

"I...I...wuwuwu~~~"

Looking at the tearful Conan, Xiaolan was attracted by Conan's cute appearance for a moment, but soon she gently touched Conan's head and comforted him.

"Conan, be good. It won't hurt soon. I'll blow it for you."

"emmmm...."

Conan felt very miserable and wanted to cry. The moment he sat on the chair, the legs of the chair broke. This also caused Conan to somersault, unable to sit firmly, and came into close contact with the ground again. There was a big swollen mark on his forehead.

red envelope.

Fortunately, with Xiaolan's loving blowing, Conan is both miserable and happy.

"Okay Xiaolan, let me take care of Conan. It's already past one o'clock, so you should go and have a rest."

"Okino? It's okay. I'm not sleepy yet."

"Okay Xiaolan, even if you are not sleepy, you have to rest." Although it was not obvious, Okino Shimizu still noticed a trace of fatigue on Xiaolan's face. Now she is just holding it back. She is really a strong girl.

.

"Okino..." Xiaolan still wanted to refuse, but Okino half-forced him out of the living room and persuaded her.

"Xiaolan, if you are worried about Conan, there is no need to be like this. I will take good care of him. On the other hand, it's you who didn't go to rest so late. It's really hard on you, Xiaolan."

"This is not good, no one went to rest." Xiaolan still hesitated.

Hearing this, the helpless look in Okino's eyes flashed away, and he continued to persuade: "Don't worry, Xiaolan, don't worry about them. Now it's better for you to go back to bed obediently. It is said that girls who always stay up late are bad for their skin.

It’s a big harm, you don’t want to wait for that boy Shinichi to find you ugly when he comes back.”

"Hey! I won't let you become ugly." Xiaolan's reaction was very intense.

'Sure enough, skin is the biggest enemy for girls.' Okino nodded secretly, and easily sent Xiaolan back to the house, not forgetting to ask before leaving.

"Xiaolan, just rest peacefully. I will take care of your father. As for the case, I will leave it to your father. Maybe this case will be over when you wake up."

"Okay...Okay, I'm really sorry, Okino." Xiaolan's face turned a little rosy. This was the first time she had been taken care of by a boy like this, and she even couldn't help but think of Shinichi...

'That bastard Shinichi!!!'
Chapter completed!