Conan, with his little short legs, ran toward the corpse. Then, he slipped on the blood on the ground and went into a slide.
“Bang——”
Conan crashed heavily to the ground, his whole body covered in blood.
“Conan——” Ran Mori subconsciously turned her head and glanced at him, “Where did the blood come from....... Ah——”
It has to be said that the corpse nailed to the wall was a bit too much for Ran Mori to handle.
Kogoro Mori’s expression also became serious. He immediately called for Ran Mori to call the police.
Yu Quan took the opportunity to walk over, his fingers moved slightly, and he hooked the soul of the owner, True Nakashima, from beside the body.
He grabbed Conan by the collar, the part that was still clean, and lifted him from the ground.
“Conan, be careful.” Yu Quan put Conan down in a clean place, glanced at the painting called “Divine Punishment” that faced the body.
When the bad luck charm on Conan took effect, “Divine Punishment,” which had been absorbed all its energy by the system, suddenly had a little more energy.
The energy was not much, and it didn’t even trigger a system prompt, but it was real…
After a brief silence, Yu Quan sent a message.
“Yu Quan Ge Ge, what are you doing?” Conan’s head unconsciously leaned over, trying to see Yu Quan’s phone.
Unfortunately, no matter how much his little legs jumped, he couldn’t see.
“Contacting an old client, I want to buy this art gallery.” Yu Quan instinctively reached out to Conan’s head, but immediately retracted.
Tsk! All blood…
“Eh?” Conan’s eyes widened.
“There was just a murder case here…” Kogoro Mori also looked at Yu Quan with a look of helplessness.
“Under the painting “Divine Punishment,” a murder case occurred that is almost the same as the content of the painting. Isn’t that a great selling point?” Yu Quan shrugged.
Of course, what Yu Quan was more interested in was the energy that could appear on the artworks in the art gallery.
It seems that the energy in “Divine Punishment” is renewable. Coupled with the fact that exorcists are very profitable, Yu Quan naturally didn’t mind taking the opportunity to take control of the art gallery.
“It’s really… exactly the same as the painting “Divine Punishment.”” Ran Mori’s eyes moved back and forth between the painting and the crime scene, with a look of fear.
Then, Ran Mori’s face turned pale: “Yu… Yu Quan, is there a soul here too?”
“There is.” Yu Quan nodded without hesitation, “But, I’ve already sent it away.”
Well… Putting it in the system is no different from sending it away. It will never appear again anyway.
The dark room was instantly filled with the sounds of Ran Mori and Kogoro Mori swallowing.
Kogoro Mori, wanting to save face, forced himself to stand there. However, his legs were already shaking like Parkinson’s.
Ran Mori, however, was more direct. She moved directly, her hands seeking comfort as she hugged Yu Quan’s arm.
After all, Yu Quan is an exorcist! He must be not afraid of ghosts!
Yu Quan didn’t refuse and comforted Ran Mori by patting her arm.
But Conan was dismissive and even secretly glared at Yu Quan.
This guy… must have forgotten to bring the talisman props today, so he couldn’t hypnotize or drug anyone. So he is making excuses by saying he’s already sent the soul away?
Tsk! I’ve already seen through everything…
“Conan, do you have anything you want to say?” Yu Quan looked at Conan with a playful smile.
Before Conan could say anything, Ran Mori realized Conan’s body was full of blood because he had fallen earlier.
She sighed helplessly: “Conan, you——”
Thinking of Yu Quan’s previous statement about Conan’s physique, Ran Mori changed her words: “Wait until tomorrow. I’ll take you to the shrine to pray.”
Yu Quan’s eyes moved: “If Ran doesn’t mind, I’ll go with you. I need to get some incense ash.”
Incense ash is indeed useful. But, Yu Quan usually doesn’t need to use the ones from outside.
“Of course I don’t mind.” Ran Mori nodded happily.
…
As they spoke, Officer Mōri arrived at the art gallery with his officers. The curator, Rokaichi, and the two remaining staff members of the art gallery, Wada and Itama, were also called over.
Conan’s eyes moved, he looked at Yu Quan with a mischievous smile and said, “Yu Quan Ge Ge, you said you saw True Nakashima’s soul.”
“Then, you should know who the killer is. Last time at Yōko’s house, you said you knew he committed suicide through Fujie’s soul, didn’t you?”
To attract everyone’s attention, Conan deliberately spoke in a loud voice.
“Conan.” Ran Mori frowned, disapprovingly looking at Conan.
Officer Mōri laughed awkwardly, stuttering: “There are no ghosts in this world, Conan. Don’t joke around.”
However, Curator Rokaichi felt a little uneasy and looked at Yu Quan subconsciously: “Seeing souls, is this gentleman an exorcist?”
“Yu Quan, the Exorcism Firm ‘Qiyuan’ is run by me.” Yu Quan nodded, but he didn’t give out a business card.
Forget about Curator Rokaichi being about to be arrested. Even Curator Rokaichi himself…
Yu Quan had already seen that Rokaichi’s body was hollowed out, and he didn’t have many days left…
Yu Quan thoughtfully glanced at the knight in the painting “Divine Punishment.”