The twin maids on the right said softly: "Mr. Katagiri, Mr. Matsudaira, and Miss Nagara, please enter the room from the west entrance and rest."
Although everyone felt a little strange, they still followed the instructions of the twin maids, divided into two groups, and walked in from the entrances on both sides.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to pass by the twin maids, Suzuki Seimei quietly reached out and touched her.
"Ding! Congratulations on successfully signing in Kasaho Nami. You will be rewarded with a [Twin Contract]. The host can claim it at any time."
Listening to the system prompts ringing in his ears, Suzuki Seimei was slightly startled at first, and then showed a look of surprise.
Suzuki Seimei signed the [Twin Contract] on Officer Henggou's body, and its prop properties are quite good.
Judging from the fact that Officer Yokomori is also a twin, Suzuki Seimei guessed that it would be easier for twin plot characters to sign up for rewards such as the "Twin Contract".
Under the leadership of Shimogasa Honami, Suzuki Haruaki and the others walked into the east room.
As soon as they entered the lobby of the mansion, Suzuki Seimei and the others' eyes were unconsciously attracted by the various masks on the walls.
"So many masks!"
"There are masks over here too."
"These masks are so weird!"
Hearing this, Honami Shimogasa smiled and explained: "Teacher Su Fang, I have always had a hobby of collecting masks. Please come here~"
Shitagasa Honami made a gesture toward Suzuki Seimei and the others to come upstairs, and slowly walked up to the second floor with lotus steps.
"I'm going to get everyone's luggage now, and I ask you to wait in the mask hall first."
After Shimogasa Honami finished speaking, she opened the door of the second floor compartment and walked in with Suzuki Seimei and the others.
"Click!"
The moment Suzuki Seimei and the others entered the mask hall, the door on the opposite side opened, and Matsudaira Mamoru and the others walked in.
After a brief moment of surprise, Mouri Kogoro said with a sudden look on his face: "It turns out that this mask hall is the passage connecting the east and west wing rooms!"
"Conan, come and take a look, there are a lot of masks here~"
Mao Lilan glanced around the room subconsciously, and her eyes were immediately attracted to those glass display cabinets.
I saw a variety of masks placed in the glass display cabinet, and most of the masks were very rare and rare masks.
"Huh? What is this?"
Suzuki Seimei glanced at the masks and suddenly noticed a strange remote control placed next to the glass display case.
Just when Suzuki Seimei was curious, Conan, a naughty boy, directly picked up the remote control and pressed the button on it.
"Shashasha..."
As the button on the remote control fell, the red curtains on the walls on both sides of the hall suddenly opened slowly, revealing the wooden frames hidden behind the curtains.
"what happened?"
"So many masks!"
"What the hell is going on with these masks?"
Looking at the identical white masks on the wooden rack, everyone showed expressions of surprise and uncertainty.
Although these white masks look very simple in appearance and are far less beautiful than the masks in the glass display cases, so many masks put together make people feel particularly depressing and permeable.
"These are all Shaw's masks."
An old voice suddenly sounded, and a grey-haired old woman wearing a black evening gown and a red waistcoat, who looked very kind, walked in with a middle-aged woman.
The amiable-looking old woman in front of me is none other than the owner of this mansion—Su Fanghongzi.
"It's really a blessing to have you all come here." Su Fanghongzi saw that all the guests had arrived, she smiled and nodded slightly.
Nagara Haruka was a little curious and asked: "Ms. Su Fang, do the Shawl Masks you mentioned just now refer to these masks placed on the wall?"
"Yes, these are the legendary two hundred masks that were completed by the Spanish sculptor Xiaobre Condres shortly before his death."
Nagara Haruka's expression changed slightly and he said, "Sure enough, this is the legendary Cursed Mask."
"Curse Mask?!"
When Mouri Kogoro and Conan heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.
There was a strange letter stuck on the dead tree that blocked the road. The writer claimed to be the Masked Messenger of the Curse.
Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but ask: "Ms. Su Fang, why are these masks called cursed masks?"
"Because Xiaobre Condres is a tragic sculptor. Although he is extremely talented, he is jealous of his jealous brother and falls into the trap set by his brother. In the end, his reputation, status, and property
They were all robbed by his brother."
Su Fanghongzi looked at the white masks on the wall and said with regret: "Ever since being betrayed by his brother, Xiao Buer has completely despaired of human nature, and it seems as if he is being leaned over by something.
Carve these masks.
Just after the two-hundredth mask was carved, Shawl cut his own neck with a carving knife and ended his life."
"..."
When Mao Lilan heard this, she suddenly felt a little frightened in her heart, and subconsciously hugged Haiyuan Ai.
With the doll-like Haiyuan Ai in hand, Mao Lilan suddenly felt much more at ease.
???
And Haihara Ai, who was suddenly picked up by Mao Lilan, blinked his eyes with confusion on his face.
However, when Haiyuan Ai noticed Mao Lilan's somewhat pale face, he did not rush to break away from her arms. Instead, he gently leaned his head on her shoulder.
Because Mao Lilan feels to Haibara Ai really like the "dead" Miyano Akemi, so she does not object to getting close to Mao Lilan.
"It is said that a French jeweler purchased these Shawl masks after Xiaobre's death. However, not long after, he was robbed by robbers and died tragically at home."
In the middle of Nagara Haruka's words, his expression became more solemn, and he said in a cold voice: "After the death of the French jeweler, Xiaobre's mask was passed to the hands of several collectors, and these collectors finally did not
One gets a good death.
Later, I don’t know when, everyone started to spread the legend that these masks would suck the blood of the holder. From then on, everyone was afraid of these masks and called them cursed masks.”
"Gudong!"
Everyone present heard this and swallowed unconsciously. Then they looked at the masks on the wall and felt that the temperature around them had dropped a few degrees.
Mamoru Matsudaira, who had no doubts about the art of divination, said with worry on his face: "Ms. Su Fang, these Xiaobu masks are so scary, and you collected two hundred of them in one go, does it really not matter?"