Conan frowned.

He remembered that when he came in from the toilet door, he happened to meet a man in black walking out the door. At that time, he was carrying the blood-stained knife on his body.

There are no windows in the bathroom, and there is only one way to the place where there are corpses or wounded persons, the bleeding person must have been in this bathroom at that time.

But……

Conan looked at the time on his watch. From the time he fainted until now, it only took more than fifteen minutes.

In such a short time, it was not enough to clean up the scene until there was no smell of blood.

Has the man in black never cut off anyone?

But what happened to the knife with so much fresh blood?

No matter how you think about it, the logic cannot be complete.

Conan pressed his temple and sighed with a big head. He began to try to rethink his thoughts again, trying to guess what the purpose of the man in black was and whether he was still nearby.

But at this moment, a roar suddenly came from a distance outside, and the sound was like venting pain, hitting the corridor and spreading far away.

Conan was shocked and his first reaction was that someone committed an offense.

But he vaguely felt that the emotions contained in the roar were different from the screams he often heard.

...Perhaps it is because this is an exhibition hall, with different terrain and the sound is affected by the corridor?

While thinking, the person rushed over according to the sound.

...

The mission was successfully completed, and there was still some time left in the mask. Shiraishi calmly prepared to leave the Hell exhibition hall and find a place where the two of them could not see him to disappear.

After having the [mask] function, in addition to the initial attempt, Shiraishi also made some minor attempts later to learn more about it:

[Mask] The state can be opened up to 3 times per day, and the cumulative time cannot exceed 30 minutes.

And even if the first day was not used up and there were a few minutes left, the countdown started from 00:29:59 the next day - in other words, if you don't use it that day, it would be wasted.

Each time the state is turned on, there is 5 seconds of blur protection.

If you fail to find the right blind spot in these 5 seconds, Shiraishi will not be able to show up and will be forced to return to his body and consume it again and again.

Similarly, when you want to remove the mask, if you are staring at it, it cannot be removed normally. You can only force it to disappear by taking off the mask or dragging it to the end of the [Mask].

In this case, a piece of smoke will explode around the White Stone to cover up its whereabouts.

Of course, this is not at no cost.

After trying, when the Q version assistant held a calculator higher than her and showed the numbers on it, Shiraishi was surprised to realize that his meager deposit disappeared a lot in the experiment - this was actually a paid service.

Since then, Shiraishi has begun to habitually pay attention to various hidden places and urges his employees to develop smoke bombs, which may be equivalent to money in the future...

In addition to being stared at, it cannot disappear directly when photographed by "a surveillance probe that someone is checking" or "a surveillance probe that will save the picture within a certain period of time".

...It is clearly a world with many souls floating around, but he is still so careful about maintaining the superficial "science". I don't know if I can urge the system to update the rules in the future.

And now, there is a camera installed in the Hell exhibition hall where Shiraishi is now in.

So he planned to enter the small aisle connecting the exhibition hall and the corridor, and then say goodbye in a low-key manner.

When he was about to enter the corner of the aisle, the boss of the real middle school suddenly spoke: "Thank you! Thank you very much."

The middle-aged man got up from the ground in a little embarrassed manner and quickly said, "In addition, it may be a bit rude to me to ask this, but... who are you?"

When Shiraishi said this, he responded with a conditioned reflex: "You don't have to be polite, I'm a red collar..."

Speaking of this, he looked down at himself after realizing it.

——From head to toe, she was covered in black, and even the one hanging in front of her neck was a pure black tie.

"..." He was silent for a moment and changed to a more vivid word: "I'm a black tie."

...

Turning around the corner, just as the mask was about to be lifted, a "crunch" sound of rubber and marble rubbing suddenly came from the front. A child rubbed the ground with his feet and rushed in front of him like drifting.

Shiraishi looked at Conan and tickled regretfully, thinking that it was only a few seconds away... He should have tied it up a little tighter just now.

Conan once again habitually lifted his anesthesia table.

He originally wanted to ask Shiraishi where he had hidden the person he had cut, but before he spoke, he felt that he should not be so arbitrary. He should first ask what the blood on the knife was going on.

Unexpectedly, before a word was expressed, the man opposite suddenly showed a sneer, and then he held a corner of the decorative curtain on the wall next to him, raised his hand, and rolled himself into the curtain very casually.

Shiraishi was extremely skilled in this movement. When he was a child, he often used the curtains at home as cloaks and kept trying to find the most perfect swinging shape.

After breaking a few curtains and being beaten a few times, he was able to finally throw the curtains into a perfect arc, let it circle around it, and then expose the person, creating a brilliant appearance.

Unexpectedly, this skill is now in use. It turns out that there is no limit to the strength of the skills.

The moment when his whole body was covered by curtains, Shiraishi removed the mask mode and returned to his body.

——Although hiding behind the curtains can achieve the same result, it will be too pricey.

When he was handsome, Shiraishi still wanted to be more handsome. It was rare that the masked image was so stylish, so he couldn't be ruined easily...

Shiraishi's sudden lifting of the curtain made Conan in the aisle unconsciously nervous.

He immediately grabbed a steel vase and placed it under his feet, unscrewed the switch of the foot-enhancing shoe, ready to deal with various emergencies at any time.

However, under his blinking gaze, the curtain quickly unfolded from the cone. After shaking twice, it was flattened to the wall again, so that no one could hide in it.

...It disappeared again?

Conan held his watch and walked over and touched it vigilantly, and found that the bottom of his hand was flat and hard, and it was indeed a wall.

He lifted the curtain again, looked at the slightly yellow wall behind him, and groped to try to find any secret passages.

...

When Conan was busy, in the exhibition hall separated by a wall.

“…Black tie?”

The boss of the real school subconsciously repeated it, and was shocked by this strange and difficult-to-mouthed name.

He was afraid that he would hear it wrong and wanted to confirm it again, but the figure had long disappeared from his sight.

There was a voice next to it: "Idiot, how could someone call him a black tie (クロネクタイ), but it was a black cat (クロネコ).

"..." Although the pronunciation is indeed similar, the black cat seems to be too rustic...

The boss of the real middle school looked at the old man next to him and suddenly remembered something. He whispered: "I seem to remember... Are you a little bit irritated?"

"What did you say?" Director Luohe was not angry, it was just a question.

After asking, he slapped the shoulder of Zhenzhong, who was not injured: "The man speaks loudly. Where did the momentum of negotiating with me a while ago?"

The boss of the real school is just standing at attention: "I just said - you are right!"

When he regarded Director Luohe as a cold father before, he did dare to target this old man everywhere.

But now he knew the truth... he felt like he was young, and when he saw Director Luohe, he became habitually guilty.

The volume of the boss of the real school made Director Luohe nod in satisfaction.

The old man touched his beard with nostalgia:

"When I was in junior high school, a comic created by a senior in the school began to be serialized in the Asahi newspaper. Influenced by him, we started to draw in spare time. I imagined that our efforts would be published in famous newspapers and magazines, and were seen by more people and recognized by more people.

"At that time, a hero named Black Cat appeared in the stories of many people at the same time - because there was a black stray cat in our school.

"Haha, although it is a stray cat, it has always been mysterious and very particular. When feeding it, the food must be placed in a clean place. If it is thrown on the ground at will, it will not smell it.

"And every time we lose something and make a wish to find the lost thing, our wish can be fulfilled.

"It's a pity that when I grow up and go back to find it, I realized that this mysterious creature in the school has disappeared for many years."

Speaking of this, Director Luohe's eyes fell back to the large oil painting in front of him. He raised his hand again and touched the frame as if he couldn't touch it enough:

"I feed it often, but never make a wish to it. This time, perhaps because it remembered my meals, it stopped my ridiculous actions before I made a big mistake."

"..." The boss of Zhenzhong made up for a while, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't connect a living person as big as a cat just now.

It is said that the elderly are like children, and the imagination of Director Luohe is really rich like a child... But forget it, at such an old age, if you are willing to think so, let him think about it.

After all, even souls can exist, why can’t cats become humans?

...Hey wait.

Is the name I just heard, is it a black tie or a black cat?

As the real boss frowned and pondered about this problem, a child's voice suddenly came from the door:

"Uncle, grandpa, who is the person who came out from here just now?"

Zhen Zhong and Luo He were stunned at the same time, and suddenly turned their heads to look at the door. When they saw a little boy in glasses poking his head out at the place where the exhibition hall and the fork road were connected, they looked at them innocently.

Facing the children, Director Luohe's expression and attitude became much more kind.

And now, he was very grateful to Shiraishi, thinking that since the other party had issued a name openly, he shouldn't mind being known to the world.

And I heard that many gods have to gain power through faith. I can help him promote it: "His name is Black Cat, it's..."

The boss of the True Middle School was afraid that he would say "It is a righteous cat that transforms into humans" and made the mysterious man unhappy, so he hurriedly added the second half: "It is a great Onmyoji!"

Onmyoji? Conan became more and more confused.

He thought that if he had to divide a profession, the man in black should be a magician - the kind who specializes in escape and transforms into a living person.
Chapter completed!