Chapter 752: Man with Ghost Mask
"I'll go!"
Kudo Shinichi, who was standing at the door, looked at the man rushing towards him, ducked to the side and confronted him in the corridor.
"Who are you?!"
Kudo Shin subconsciously lifted his waist, and suddenly remembered that he was only wearing a hot spring hotel robe, and his movements became stiff and guilty.
Kudo Yuji studied women's fighting skills for a period of time with Belmode. Although most of his time was spent avoiding Chris's beatings, with the stun gun he always carried and the enhanced power shoes he often wears now, he was able to fight The average person has no problem.
If you encounter an opponent with super strong fighting skills, even guys like Toru Amuro or Shuichi Akai, although they can't defeat them, they will more or less shrink back when they see the electric shock shoes that can crack concrete walls with their kicks.
Compared with his younger brother, Kudo Shinichi's fighting ability is almost zero. Without his belt and sneakers, his combat ability is less than five.
Sure enough, the man opposite shook his shoulders and looked at Kudo Shinichi with disdain. From the boy's stance to his movements, he could tell that he was very easy to handle.
"Kudo Shinichi, as long as you stay here obediently, our target is the three knives." The man stood up straight and said: "Don't worry, we will leave as soon as we take the knives."
"This is not a worry, is it?"
Gritting his teeth, Kudo Shinichi clenched his fist and rushed over. The moment the fist was punched, the man dodged sideways and slapped the boy on the arm with such force that he was staggered.
"Anyway, that's enough for them. I'll just have some fun with you."
The man looked at Kudou Shinichi, who was still standing, and grabbed his wrist with his right hand, then pulled it back violently. The moment the young man pushed his chest towards him, his left hand followed suit and hit Kudo Shinichi with a standard iron mountain elbow. With a hug, he was knocked away.
"Ah...hey, doesn't it hurt?!"
Kudo Shinichi, who was lying on the ground, climbed up using the floor. His hotel clothes were slightly open under the gravity. As soon as he touched his chest, he saw that he was only slightly red.
"I told you, I just want to play with you."
The man looked at the boy who got up from the ground and found that his expression suddenly became a lot strange.
"You guy...could it be possible..."
Kudo Shinichi narrowed his eyes and took a step forward: "Don't you dare to hurt me?"
The man's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and then he showed a sarcastic smile: "Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei era was nothing more than that. He just didn't want to fight a useless fight. You actually have such inexplicable thoughts."
"Really?" Kudo Shinichi tilted his head, then straightened his arms in slow motion, wandering in the air several times like doing Tai Chi.
"You...what are you doing?"
The next second, the man's pupils shrank violently and trembled, because Kudo Shinichi slapped him hard on the face, and then shot left and right.
"Hello? Hey! Stop! Stop it, you guy!"
The man was obviously panicked and was about to rush over to stop him, but was forced to stop by Kudo Shinichi who stopped.
"If you come closer to me again, I will..." Kudo Shinichi pointed to the wall next to him: "I will hit the wall, and then I will send a line saying that you pushed my head and hit it."
The great detective looks a little disgusting.
"Tell me, what's your name!"
"You...you can't threaten me..."
"Group message!"
"My...my name is Nanakomachi."
With a plop, the man collapsed on the ground.
"Sure enough, hurting me can make you so scared..." Kudo Shinichi suddenly paused in the middle of his words, because there had been no sound in the room for a long time.
Nanakomachi obviously sensed that something was wrong. He immediately returned to his serious look before. He passed Kudo Shinichi and held the door and stared inside. He saw his companion lying on the ground, and he wanted to reach out and touch the three corners of the room. A sword, a man wearing a black kimono wearing an oni mask on his face.
"Who are you, this guy?"
"Just a passing swordsman."
There was a voice-changing device installed in the mask, and the words spoken by the man were sharp and harsh. Kudo Shinichi, who was standing behind Nanakomachi and also saw all this, also frowned. He wanted to say something but saw the man in front of him rush forward.
"You're really looking for death."
Two Japanese swords slipped out of the two kimono sleeves of the ghost man. He swung them hard in the direction of Nanakomachi. When the opponent reached out to knock them down, he picked up the two swords and stepped forward to meet them.
"This soft knife..."
Nanakomachi saw the ghost man's left hand leaning on his arms in a special, inconvenient position, so he stretched out his hand to fight off the knife in the ghost man's right hand, but saw the opponent's left arm twisting away like a pervert.
"careful!"
The football with electric light hit the blade from the door. Kudo Shinichi, who only had his right foot on his sneakers, kicked out the balloon before the blade hit Nanakomachi, and then stepped forward and pulled Nanakomachi back.
"That guy's left hand looks strange because he originally holds the knife in his left hand in a twisted posture. When people think he can't turn around, he will use the knife in his right hand as a bait and slash with his left hand when others are relaxed."
Kudo Shinichi's eyes fell on the football that was cut into four parts: "If I guess correctly, when you slashed upward, you used your palm to rotate the handle of the knife, and then slashed downward again, causing two cuts in an instant. "
The ghost man's hand holding the knife tightened.
"That way, he is the murderer of Kuagaki Sumito."
Nanakomachi held the floor, put the watch strap on his elbow close to the floor and pressed it gently.
"It's not him. His wounds are even more terrifying. This guy... doesn't have enough swordsmanship."
"Good analysis, but meaningless."
The ghost man's left hand spun again.
"Because you... will all die here."