Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 517 Tempest

It has been a full week since we were separated from the Suzuki family.

There were five more passengers on board, Kaito Kuroba, his assistant Konosuke Terai, Hongko, the old butler, and Akemi Miyano.

On this day, Duke Lao was the same as usual, with the sea wind agitating the sails, pushing this huge ship that did not belong to this era to move left and right.

huh~~ huh~~
The strong wind tore Fu Jiang's coat, making a crackling sound.

Fu Jiang stood at the bow of the boat, pressing down on the top hat on top of his head, and the hair on the side of his face and the back of his head swayed violently due to the cold and violent sea wind.

Rumbling, lightning flashed in the cloudy sky where the sun could not be seen, not accompanied by thunder.

Under the surface of the sea with only a few waves, the sea water does not know how rough it is.

This was the first bad weather he encountered while sailing at sea.

Fu Jiang turned around, kept his balance on the sloping and shaking deck, and walked towards the captain's cabin step by step.

Koizumi Hongzi is discussing magic with Lord Lao Li inside.

The accumulation of centuries has made Lao Li Gong a good teacher with profound knowledge and unique insights into various types of magic.

The premise is that you have to have a reliable contract with this devil, so that he will not cheat when teaching you.

The old butler is also in the captain's room. He has experienced the decline of the magic age and has seen the real devil with his own eyes.

Therefore, he has a strong vigilance against Gong Gong, and will not let Hongzi and Gong Gong be alone.

"A storm is coming." Fu Jiang pushed open the door of the captain's cabin, "Does any of you know the 'calm sea' magic?"

"Me." Hongzi frowned, "I can control the weather of a city, it's a piece of cake."

"Then I really underestimated you." Fu Jiang was a little surprised.

He mainly came to ask Mr. Lao Li.

"Oh ho ho ho ho." Hongzi covered her mouth and laughed triumphantly, "There are many magics that you don't know about."

Fu Jiang backed away half a step and gave way to the door of the captain's room, "Start casting spells to calm the coming storm."

Hongzi's smile disappeared, "I can't do it now. I have to rely on the power of the celestial phenomena, and I need to set up a magic circle. From the perspective of time, it's too late."

"Then what are you talking about?" Fu Jiang's voice popped out from between his teeth.

He turned his head to look at the huge grimace on the front wall of the captain's cabin, "What can you do?"

Mr. Lao Li said "hmm" for a while, then said slowly:
"There are two options.

"First, I can make ships fly and move in the air, but this consumes a lot of mana, and I usually don't do this at sea.

"Also, after doing so, I'm not sure if there's enough mana left to pass through the barrier and enter the 'Island of Lost Souls'.

"The second plan is that I use the mirror image of the other world to realize space shuttle, directly cross this distance, and enter the Island of Lost Souls.

"But after doing this, I will definitely exhaust the remaining magic power and temporarily become an ordinary ship."

The first solution is more conservative than the second one, but once the magic power of Duke Lao is exhausted, it will take a lot of time to replenish the magic power.

The second method can at least ensure that everyone can enter the Island of Lost Souls.

"Only these two?" Fu Jiang's face was not very good-looking.

It's not very far away from the Island of Lost Souls, but there is such a meaning.

The weather at sea is really changing, without any warning.

"Yes." Mr. Lao Li smiled sinisterly, "That is to resist the past and bet that the waves will not capsize the boat. Naturally, I will be fine, but as far as I know, you can't swim, right?"

Fu Jiang's special "yacht" gin is not on this ship.

Fu Jiang didn't think anyone on this boat could take him to float on the sea in a storm.

He took a step out of the captain's cabin, and looked sideways at the waves that had already begun to churn.

"Fu Jiang!" Conan ran up the stairs from the cabin below the deck, "The storm is coming, use your almighty magic to find a way—"

Conan's last "ah" was not a particle of speech. The waves on the ship directly caused the ship to tilt, and the water spray hit Conan like a large fountain.

Conan slipped his feet and flew out diagonally, almost falling into the turbulent sea.

"Help, save people!" Conan yelled while holding on to the side of the boat.

At the moment of life and death, the image is useless.

Fu Jiang raised his eyes and looked at the side where the ship was tilted downward. The turbulent black waves splashed up, like arms from the abyss, "grabbing" towards Conan, trying to drag him into the abyss.

Bad, he has deep sea phobia.

He's strong enough, but not strong enough to stand against Mother Nature head-on.

Seeing Kaito rushing to rescue Conan, Fu Jiang supported the door frame of the captain's room.

"Can I learn how to break the barrier of 'Island of Lost Souls'?"

Lord Lao Li replied frankly: "Of course, the enchantment set up by the soul-sucking ghost, how can you, as a soul-sucking ghost, have any reason why it cannot be broken?"

"Okay, use plan two."

After Fu Jiang's voice fell, the whole ship became unreal.

Suddenly, he felt that his perception of the outside world was divided into two parts.

One part of time is flowing normally, and the other part of time is slow to close to solidification.

He knew that this was the impact of Gong Gong's entry into the inner world.

When he is out of the body and appears as a soul-sucking ghost, he also has the ability to travel through the world, so he can vaguely feel it.

The other world is equivalent to the mirror image of this world, and it is impossible for normal creatures to enter.

There, the concept of time passing is very vague, there is no distinction between day and night, maybe a hundred numbers are counted in the inner world, and a year has passed outside, or it may be completely opposite.

In this abnormality of perception, Fu Jiang felt that the time had just passed for a moment, and it also felt that five or six days had passed.

Suddenly, this strange feeling disappeared, and the scenery in front of him changed, and the dense clouds and surging waves disappeared.

Lao Ligong has docked in front of an island full of green trees and bright flowers, which looks very suitable for living in seclusion.

Judging from the appearance alone, no one would think that this island has any connection with the name "Island of Lost Souls".

This looks like a beautiful resort island, and there are not many traces of artificial development, full of natural atmosphere.

It's just that the surrounding area of ​​the island is filled with hazy sea fog, making it impossible to see the outside world clearly.

If it weren't for the faint perception of the magic power contained in the island and the fragrance of the soul in the trees and flowers, Fu Jiang would suspect that Mr. Lao Li had found the wrong place.

"Here, is the 'Island of Lost Souls' you mentioned?" Koizumi Hongzi stood up with the support of the old housekeeper.

Hearing the name, she thought the island was desolate and gloomy, full of dead silence.

Even if there are trees and flowers, it should be the bone forest and piranhas.

"I think so." Fu Jiang lowered the gangway, "Let's get off the boat."

He glanced at everyone on the deck, "How many people are missing, didn't they get thrown off before?"

"No, they're all in the cabin." Mingmei carried Huiyuan onto the deck.

Haibara's face was pale, and he seemed to have vomited several times during the bumping of the ship.

"However, Mr. Amuro's wheelchair crashed and is now lying on the ground."

"It's okay, he likes to sleep on the floor, and the hard wooden floor is good for his waist." Fu Jiang looked indifferent.

This made Mingmei confused for a moment whether he was serious or joking.

It should be a joke. Right?
"Mr. Lao Li, how are you?" Fu Jiang looked sideways at the captain's room.

"Well, it's okay, but you have to leave a few people to take the helm. I need to take a nap. Be careful not to let the boat float away. If you leave in a hurry, there are some in the mezzanine of the table."

Lord Lao Li's voice became smaller and smaller, like a dream of a sleeping person half asleep, and the illusory grimace in the captain's cabin gradually disappeared.

"Old butler, can you sail a boat?" Fu Jiang believes that the old butler who has lived for a long time has already mastered this skill.

The old housekeeper bowed and saluted, "Yes, Master Fu Jiang, this old servant was once honored to search for miraculous treasures in the sea with your grandfather."

Tomie nodded, then pointed to Conan and Kaito respectively, "You two will go to the island with me."

"Huh? Me? Why did I go too?" Kaito, who was determined not to participate in these ghostly things, almost jumped up when he was determined to catch fish.

"You still have those magic props on you, don't you?" Fu Jiang's mouth curled up.

As long as Kaito has those props, he can display enough strength, and the same is true for Conan.

"I didn't bring it!" Kaito said quickly without thinking.

"Then how did you get on the boat? Stop talking, let's go." Fu Jiang grabbed his collar and threw him down.

After clapping his hands, Fu Jiang looked down at Hui Yuan, "What about you? Do you want to go together?"

He didn't force Shirley, anyway, after finding the laboratory, he had to come back to pick up Bourbon.

As for Hongzi, since the old housekeeper stays here, it is not easy for Fu Jiang to take her away, the old housekeeper of the province is worried.

Haibara stared at the island for about three seconds, then nodded heavily.

She wants to go, she is eager to explore all these unknowns.

This time, no one forced her, neither the mission of continuing her parents' research nor the organization's persecution.

It's her own decision.

When disembarking in Fujiang, the old butler stepped forward and solemnly instructed again:

"Master Fu Jiang, although you already know it clearly, the old servant still wants to say that ghosts are a powerful and strange race.

"Since your grandfather named this island the 'Island of Lost Souls', there must be a reason. Please be careful."

"Thank you for the reminder." Fu Jiang nodded and pressed his top hat.

"I'll go too." Hongzi said suddenly, before the old housekeeper stopped her, she frowned.

"If I don't follow, He Huan, a guy with a lot of force but no knowledge, will waste a lot of precious magic materials."

The old butler took a deep look at Hongzi, seeing her resolute expression, obviously made up her mind, so she could only sigh helplessly.

"Please, be careful in everything."

After finishing speaking, there seemed to be a few inconspicuous lines on his forehead, which had no wrinkles at all.

(End of this chapter)