Sending someone to become a Buddha… that’s not something taught in the Complete Guide to Daoist Techniques, but anyone who’s ever browsed the internet can at least put on a good show.
The most important thing is that Yu Quan has real talismans and consecrated artifacts.
So, just putting on a little show… it’s pretty convincing.
That’s why Blackrock paid Yu Quan so much. Otherwise, he’d just wave his hand and say it’s done.
As for whether or not the person actually became a Buddha, probably only Yu Quan and the system know for sure.
“That’s amazing,” Ran Mouri’s eyes shone as she watched Yu Quan’s actions.
It was… very smooth, and very aesthetically pleasing. Coupled with the golden light-like flames that enveloped Yu Quan as he moved, he looked almost otherworldly.
The people of Moon Shadow Island, however, all stared solemnly at the portrait of Kameshan Yu.
After only a minute or two, Yu Quan stopped his movements: “May you extinguish the three afflictions and all your troubles, may you attain wisdom and clarity of mind, may all your sins and obstacles be eradicated…”
“Mr. Yu Quan, we’ll need your continued help,” Blackrock approached, handing Yu Quan a nine-digit check.
Actually, when they invited Yu Quan, the people of Moon Shadow Island had already issued an eight-digit check.
Now this… maybe it was out of guilt, maybe it was because they wanted something else.
No matter what, Yu Quan accepted it without hesitation.
This money was ill-gotten gains, but Yu Quan could handle it. The most important thing was that after today, there would be a few less suckers to fleece!
Seeing Yu Quan accept it, Blackrock seemed to sigh with relief: “Please follow me, Mr. Yu Quan…”
Before he could finish, a piano melody suddenly rang out.
“That sound… is it Moonlight Sonata?” Ran Mouri, who had a little piano training, said hesitantly.
The islanders of Moon Shadow Island, however, instantly turned pale, staring in fear at the adjacent room where the piano melody was coming from.
“That sound… it’s from the piano you wanted me to see?” Yu Quan’s expression remained unchanged.
“Yes… yes.” Blackrock unconsciously swallowed his saliva.
“Crap!” Conan shouted, immediately running towards the source of the sound.
“Conan!” Ran Mouri couldn’t help but frown.
“Let’s go take a look,” Yu Quan said calmly.
Blackrock and the others were a bit afraid, but thinking of Yu Quan’s identity, they unconsciously followed.
…
“Mr. Kawashima is dead,” Kogoro Mori shook his head, his tone laced with regret.
“How?” Blackrock and the others couldn’t help but step back in disbelief.
“It… it must be Masao Kei-ji’s return!”
A startled voice rang out, seemingly reminding Blackrock, who immediately turned to Yu Quan and said:
“Mr. Yu Quan, is Masao Kei-ji’s soul really here? Did Mr. Kawashima… was he really murdered by Masao Kei-ji’s soul?”
Yu Quan’s gaze swept over the piano, suddenly noticing an inescapable stare.
Following the source of the stare, Yu Quan met Asai Seishi’s gaze, complex and tinged with anticipation.
Before Asai Seishi could notice, Yu Quan retracted his gaze: “No, there is only Mr. Kawashima’s soul here.”
Yu Quan directly walked to the piano, reaching out to hook Kawashima Hidefumi’s soul.
Now, the people of Moon Shadow Island didn’t know whether to sigh with relief or be afraid…
“Maybe Masao Kei-ji’s soul has gone somewhere else?” Shimizu Masato said hesitantly.
As for Conan and Kogoro Mori, they were no longer paying attention to the conversation, instead inspecting the crime scene.
“It’s not haunted after all!” Kogoro Mori suddenly pulled a tape recorder from under the piano.
“That Moonlight Sonata was clearly played from a tape recorder.”
“So, Mr. Kawashima was really murdered,” Blackrock couldn’t help but frown.
“Ah!” A scream suddenly rose from the crowd. A dishevelled guy turned and ran outside.
“Who is that?” Ran Mouri asked unconsciously.
“Nishimoto Ken, also one of us on Moon Shadow Island,” Blackrock Reiko instinctively explained.
“Is Masao Kei-ji’s death scene still there?” Yu Quan suddenly asked.
“Yes!” Shimizu Masato answered: “After Masao Kei-ji’s self-immolation, the Masao family was gone, and no one has been in there since.”
“However, it’s been burned to ashes. Mr. Yu Quan, you want to…?”
“I want to take a look,” Yu Quan said without hesitation, casually tossing Kawashima Hidefumi’s soul into the system space. “As for here, it’s up to the police and the detective.”
If Masao Kei-ji’s soul wasn’t on his piano, then there was another possibility… at the death scene!
“I’ll take Mr. Yu Quan there,” Blackrock Reiko stepped forward.