Japanese-style Noh masks, African-style grotesque masks, Western-style ornate masks, Chinese-style classical masks...
Various masks are placed on the counter or on the surrounding walls, just like a mask museum.
"Wow...this is amazing. There are so many masks here."
Everyone scattered around and admired the masks that they were interested in.
Naturally Conan is no exception.
But when he walked to a counter, he suddenly found a small remote control not much bigger than his hand placed on the edge of the lower cabinet of the counter.
The two buttons above are like opening and closing the door of an elevator.
Conan curiously clicked on the button with two arrows pointing outwards representing "open". The next moment, the red curtain behind him suddenly opened, causing him to turn around subconsciously.
"...!!"
When he saw the densely packed masks placed on the bookcase-like display case after the curtains were opened, Conan couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
And not just behind him, the curtains behind everyone opened automatically, revealing the same arrangement as behind Conan.
Without exception, on every floor of the showcase were pale masks with strange smiles.
"How come there are so many!" Xiaolan couldn't help but exclaimed as she looked at the masks around her.
"What are these masks..." Mouri Kogoro looked around, as if hoping someone would answer him.
"These masks are all "Shaobre's masks"."
At this moment, an old woman wearing a red coat stood at the door when Karasawa entered the hall, followed by a woman wearing glasses and a suit, who looked like the other party's secretary.
Her hair has turned gray and the wrinkles on her face are clearly visible, but as a woman in her sixties, I have to say that she is indeed well-maintained and has an elegant temperament. She is worthy of being the "Canary of the East"
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"Ah, you are Ms. Su Fanghongzi!"
After seeing the woman, Mouri Kogoro quickly said hello: "Hello, I am Mouri."
"Hello." Su Fanghongzi returned the greeting and smiled at everyone: "It's really a blessing that you are willing to come here despite your busy schedule."
The female secretary behind her nodded to everyone, but had no intention of introducing herself.
"I don't know what you think?" Su Fanghongzi on the other side had already come to Maori Kogoro and said with a smile: "This is my favorite collection, isn't it pretty good?"
"Well... this..." Mouri Kogoro looked at the weird masks around him, scratched his head and found it hard to express his compliments.
"What you just mentioned are "Schauble's Masks", are they the masks placed on the wall cabinet?"
Before Mouri Kogoro could answer, Nagara Haruka on the side took the initiative to step forward, looked at Su Fang Hongzi with a slightly solemn expression and asked aloud.
"Yes, these masks are the legendary two hundred masks that were completed by the famous Spanish sculptor Xiaobre Condres shortly before his death."
It can be seen that Su Fanghongzi looked very proud when she said this, and she was obviously very proud of this collection.
But unlike Su Fanghongzi, after hearing her answer, Nagara Haruka looked at Su Fanghongzi with a solemn expression and said: "But I think you should know that "Xiao Buer's Mask" is also called the cursed mask by everyone.
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This sentence was like a thunder in the ears of Ayako and Conan, because the threatening letter they received before was signed "The Curse of the Masked Messenger".
And now they have encountered a collection called "Curse Mask", which makes people feel weird.
"Um...please ask why these masks are called "cursed masks"..."
Mouri Kogoro on the side looked at Su Fanghongzi with some confusion and asked.
"It's simple, because Shobre Candres is a sculptor who ended in tragedy."
Su Fanghongzi smiled when he heard this and explained: "Although Xiao Buer has a lot of talent and is extremely gifted in teaching, he fell into the trap set by his jealous brother.
In the end, his status, reputation, and family property were all robbed.
After being betrayed and betrayed by his brother, Xiaobre Condres completely despaired of human nature, and his whole person seemed to be possessed by something strange, and he kept carving these masks.
And just after he finished carving the 200th mask, he ended his life by committing suicide.
The masks he carved were scattered around his body, all covered with his blood.
From that scene, it's as if these masks killed him and sucked his blood."
"Although his reputation was rehabilitated after his death, these masks were scattered after that and fell into the hands of different people..."
Speaking of this, Nagara Haruka's face looked a little ugly and said: "But things started to get weird after that. Most of those who have masks ended up in tragedy..."
After looking around at the masks around her, Miss Divination said with a solemn expression and a bit of fear: "One of the people I know is the general manager of a certain bank in England.
The day after he got one of the masks, he accidentally fell off his horse while riding a horse and died.
Another collector, a French jewelry merchant, was attacked by robbers at home, shot several times and ended up dead."
Later, I don’t know when it started, but the legend about the mask spread all over the world.
People believe that these masks are cursed existences, and it was the resentful blood of the sculptor "Schobre Candres" that turned them into cursed masks.
They will suck the blood of every holder just like they sucked the blood of their previous owners.
Once this legend spread, the mask became something that everyone avoided."
"Hey, are you okay? Ms. Su Fang, you have collected two hundred "cursed masks" now!"
After listening to the words of Miss Liangyao, the fortune telling teacher, Matsudaira Mamoru, who was very superstitious at the side, looked at Su Fanghongzi in panic: "Are you sure nothing will happen to this!?"
"Thank you for your concern, but don't worry."
Su Fanghongzi smiled when he heard this, "I know this curse very well. When I collected it, I had already asked a powerful psychic to seal the curse carried by these masks."
'This whole thing is getting weirder and weirder.'
When he heard several adults, all of whom were well-known figures in certain fields, discussing superstitious and metaphysical things such as "Cursed Mask" in a serious manner, Conan could only say "hehe" and was speechless.
But if Tang Ze comes to see it, this is indeed quite nonsense. After all, "metaphysics" is not as reliable as the special "Ke Xue"!!
This chapter has been completed!