Chapter 279 He is probably dead
“Oh,” Mouri Kogoro patted his round belly and straightened his waist in relief, “Although the other things are not good, here The food is really good. And there are so many seafood... Did you cook them all?"
Iwai Hitomi smiled and served everyone tea one by one, and agreed: "Yes, The boss will ask me to prepare more ingredients every year to entertain everyone. "But didn't you say that the paper will be handed in before dinner? Didn't Boss Kanaya show up today?" Picking up the test paper that he had finished writing, he said anxiously, "Don't be pretentious, I also want to know my score."
"Well, the boss told me to entertain everyone until he shows up after dinner. ." Hitomi Iwai declined twice, feeling helpless, "Please wait a moment."
"Don't be prepared to show up suddenly and give everyone a shock, right?"
"Are you still going to do this kind of thing? It's boring."
"Ah, don't say it yet, Now everyone’s mobile phones have been taken away, and they are all staying in a seaside hotel far away from the city. This hotel has neither a phone nor a TV. It’s really kind of like that,” Maria Toda said teasingly, using her plump figure. Covering her mouth with her palm, she laughed, "According to the design of mystery novels, after everyone has finished dinner, the dead should appear, right?"
With her words, people on the dining table The atmosphere is slightly solidified.
In a suburban hotel at night, a group of strange travelers who are unfamiliar with each other and don’t trust each other... it’s really a bit of a thriller and suspense.
"This is Boss Kanaya's intention." Toba Kento shook his head, "After dinner, it's time for a super difficult reasoning question and answer session. It is said that there will be a simulated crime session for everyone to solve the case on the spot. He just delayed it on purpose. Time, create this atmosphere.”
Hattori Heiji looked at the clock on the wall and hid a yawn.
Hey, Kudo didn’t come, only this confused uncle’s family came... I really shouldn’t have come to join in the fun, it was so boring.
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“Huh-huh-” Clinging to the edge of the carriage, Miyano Akemi’s long hair was carried upside down by the air current.
She turned back and looked at the London of the Victorian era that was constantly collapsing before her eyes, and let out a soft cry of regret or amazement.
"How are you doing, Sister Mingmei?" Sitting on the roof of the carriage, holding the two horses in front with a hook in one hand, and holding the coachman's whip in the other, Tang Ze waved the whip in a serious manner. Urging the carriage to speed up the pace further, "Is it fun, Baker Street?"
"It's a bit interesting." Miyano Akemi's cheeks were rosy with health due to long-term exercise, and she heard Karasawa's question , she held down the wide hat that she had pulled over to cover her face in the theater, and laughed a few times, "Even if you go to the UK in person, you can't experience this feeling, right? It's like you have really returned to that era."
Karazawa chuckled twice: "As long as you like it."
It's also good to use this palace as an appetizer. Although Miyano Akemi may not be able to sneak into the cocoon, the method is better than Many difficulties.
Xingchuan Hui watched as the street behind the carriage continued to collapse and turned into rubble. They were like a group of travelers breaking free from the past time and space and escaping to the future. He couldn't help but ask: "Why did his palace collapse? Is it because Did we steal the secret treasure, or was it because he was already...?"
"I'm afraid he's dead," Tang Ze said cogently, "The world started to tremble before the secret treasure officially left the theater."
Xingchuan Hui shook his head and took out the body of the secret treasure from his arms.
A thin, yellowed black and white photo unfolded in his hand.
In the photo, a man who looks exactly like Hiroyuki Kanaya is wearing a luxurious dark blue dress, embracing a beautiful and brilliant celebrity.
"Can love be twisted to this point?" Hoshikawa Teru sighed and handed the photo to Tang Ze, "In the final analysis, does he have such feelings for Irene Adler, or is it because he put his failed marriage Project it into it.”
Going deep into the palace is an excellent way to quickly understand a person. In this one night, they have roughly understood the past life of Hiroyuki Kanaya, a sad weirdo.
With the rare first edition of the book that he unexpectedly acquired, the ecstatic Jin Gu spent more and more experience and time on this work, becoming more and more persistent, and soon it affected his normal life.
Unable to bear his neglect of his family and unable to understand his excessive enthusiasm for hobbies, his wife finally chose to leave him with the children. This failed marriage actually increased Jin Gu's obsession with his works. After losing the ties of his family, he completely devoted his life to the circle related to Sherlock Holmes, holding events and banquets, trying to use his own His position in the circle tells everyone that his life is not a failure.
In the process, he gradually began to yearn for women like Irene Adler, and began to attribute his broken marriage to the fact that he could not find a soul mate who could match his own in wisdom and pursuit...
< br>"Of course it will. Even memories and persistence will distort the prison of the soul. It is natural to love such a strong emotion." Taking the photo from Hoshikawa Teru, Karasawa flicked the riding whip in his hand. He accelerated towards the exit again and said, "Proper projection can give comfort to the soul. Excessive projection will slowly start to lose oneself, just like joining an endless cult sacrifice... These fanatical people Fans are probably like this."
As he spoke, he looked at Xingchuan Hui from the corner of his eyes.
Xingchuan Hui quickly understood what he meant, and said in a fit of laughter and laughter: "Don't blame Sang and Huai. I have a reputation, although I haven't figured out what is overly distorted about me...but it must be the same as This is different. "
It sounds like it's true... I should give you your own coop review.
"You better be." Tang Ze snorted twice, grabbed one with one hand, stepped on the weightless carriage, and rushed directly to the exit.
The sound of crashing waves broke through the barrier and gently slapped their ears.
“——Holy shit! Why is the exit of this palace on a cliff! Damn!”
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Conan, who was leaning on the table in a daze, suddenly felt My ears were itching slightly and I couldn't help but glance out the window.
In the dark night, the moonlight passes through the rugged cliffs and throws long waves in the sea water. Only the sound of the waves hits the windows, bringing a little gentle white noise.
Rubbing his ears, Conan turned his head and continued to be in a daze with the people in the room, aimlessly waiting for Hiroyuki Kanaya to appear.
"...It's already 12 o'clock." Oki Ayako put out the cigarette butt and looked very impatient, "Is Boss Kanaya coming yet?"
"It's so bad. We spent so long and wrote so much, are you kidding us?" Fujisawa Toshiaki was also a little unhappy and threw the questionnaire he had been holding on the table.
"It seems that the rumors are somewhat credible. Every time I make the questions very difficult and deliberately make everyone answer incorrectly. In fact, I just want to show off my collection more." Toda Ma Leah shook her head, pushed away the seat and stood up, "I slipped away before the question this time. It's really boring. Forget it, I'm going back to sleep."
"Yeah, let's go."
With her and Fujisawa Toshiaki taking the lead, everyone sitting around the dining table also stood up and walked to the guest room at the back.
Mouri Kogoro also yawned profusely, stood up and followed him: "That's ridiculous, then I'll go to bed too. I didn't sleep well yesterday..."
"What about you, Conan? ?" Mao Lilan looked at his father's back and lowered his head to ask Conan who was sitting next to him.
“I want to wait a little longer!” Conan responded crisply, with a smile on his face, “I worked very hard on writing the paper!”
"Okay..." You can't leave your child to a group of strangers, so Mao Lilan reluctantly stayed and picked up the half-cup of strong tea left on the table.
His eyes moved from Mao Lilan to Conan's face, and then to the filled-in questionnaire in his hand. Hattori Heiji raised his eyebrows, changed the position of holding his face, and sat still. move.
A first-grade child can write a fifty or sixty-page questionnaire in one day... Hmm...
The new cover has been changed, waiting for review~
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