As the day passed, few people went out because everyone was answering the questions.

As for Xiaobai, he originally wanted to get up early in the morning to practice in the morning, and he saw that Conan was still answering the questions seriously, and he also participated in answering the questions when he had nothing to do.

However, after he read Conan's answers, he was not only praised but also praised in his heart.

\"Worthy of a Sherlock Holmes fan.\" Looking at the questions and answers in hand, almost all of them were correct.

And then the day passed so boringly.

Although Xiaobai, Xiaolan and Maori walked around the neighborhood, there was almost nothing around except for the sea and stones to stand on.

The sea, as far as the eye can see, is all water.

Then it was about 9:25 p.m.

"Well fed.\" exclaimed Mori with satisfaction as dinner time passed.

\"But why haven't you seen Mr. Kanaya's people until now?\" The middle-aged man muttered to himself as the assistant served everyone coffee after dinner, but although he was talking to himself, perhaps it was more accurate to say that he was asking everyone.

"Hurry up and call the boss out, we should start scoring too.\" The young woman, Ayako Oki, the college student's girlfriend, instructed her assistant Hitomi Iwai.

\"Speaking of which, I really haven't seen the organizer today.\" Xiaobai picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, thinking to himself.

\"Sister Xiaolan, I'll go out.\" Xiaobai, who really couldn't figure it out, said to Xiaolan.

"Hmm, where are you going?" looked at Xiaobai who jumped off the chair, Xiaolan asked.

\"Well, I'm going to the toilet.\" Xiaobai's brain reacted quickly, and he took out Conan's most common excuse without blushing and heartbeat.

"Then remember to come back soon.\" Xiaolan said to Xiaobai.

\"Hi.\" Xiaobai replied as he ran outside.

A quarter of an hour later.

\"What's wrong?\" Looking at Xiaobai with a pensive face, he walked in, and what Xiaolan said who wanted to ask why he had been gone for so long became another question.

\"Hehe, it's okay.it seems to have a bit of a bad stomach, so...\" Xiaobai raised his head, touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

"So what's going on now, if you're not feeling well, then go and rest.\" Xiaolan asked Xiaobai worriedly.

\"Hehe, it's okay, I feel better after going to the toilet.\" Xiaobai replied as he sat back in his seat.

"If you feel uncomfortable, remember to tell Sister Xiaolan.\" Xiaolan still said uneasily.

\"Hi.\" Xiaobai answered, then took out the MP3 from his pocket.Then put the earbuds into his ears, all the sounds in the living room were isolated, and only music was left in his ears.

\"I searched all the rooms and didn't find the organizer, although it is not excluded that the organizer has left the villa and gone elsewhere, but the garage door is closed, and I haven't heard anyone say that someone drove out, so this is excluded.Unless the organizer is walking down the mountain, but the tour group as the organizer, he will not shoot himself in the foot.In other words, if the organizer has had an accident, then the person who can commit the crime is the person who stays here now. So it can't be ruled out that he was killed last night.And at that time, everyone had already gone to rest, so excluding the uncle and others, and counting the black man next to him, the ones who could commit the crime were the remaining ones.\" The music in his ears made Xiaobai's heart slowly calm down.At the same time, the information he searched for was slowly sorted out.

\"It's a pity that the cameras are all fake.\ "It's a pity that the cameras are fake, otherwise you can get more clues.\" Xiaobai frowned, and then let go, but the depression in his heart was still indispensable.

Originally, when he excused himself to go to the toilet, the first target was the monitoring room, but he searched all the rooms in the villa and didn't find the so-called monitoring room, and finally he was bored and returned to the room and took the camera down, and as a result, he was so angry that he almost smashed the camera directly.

Because... This is a high-fidelity fake.

"The only thing I can do now is to wait.After all, I can only guess that the organizer is dead, but I still don't know anything else.\" Xiaobai thought about what he needed to do next, and then continued to listen to the song and wait.

...

12:05.

"Damn, I can't take it anymore.I'm going back to my room to rest.\" The middle-aged man slammed the table and stood up and shouted, obviously, he wasn't in a good mood.

\"Mr. Fujisawa.\" The organizer's assistant, that is, Hitomi Iwai, tried to stop the other party, but was interrupted.

\"It seems that everyone's rumors are true, and the prizes for any difficult questions and answers are all lies.\"He will come up with some difficult questions every time, and it is impossible for anyone to answer them all correctly, and he has been traveling around that book for half a day, and in the end it is just a void.\" The fat middle-aged woman muttered to herself with her jaw propped up.

\"I'm sorry, I think I'll have to go and rest too.\" The fat middle-aged woman finished speaking, and got up to leave...

\"I'm going to rest too.\" The young woman and the young man also got up and left.

"What's the matter, I'm going to sleep too.\" Uncle Maori watched everyone ask to leave, and said to get up and prepare to leave.

\"Huh?\" Seeing that everyone was taking action, especially when Uncle Maori was also about to leave, Xiaobai, who had been applauding in his heart, looked at the young man opposite who looked like a college student and looked at the watch in his hand, and he also had a question in his heart.

\"You can see the time when you look up, why do you have to look at the time on your watch in one more move?\" Looking at the other party's movements, Xiaobai said in his heart.

\"Well, it seems that I think too much, maybe it's a habit of people.\" He jumped out of his chair and looked at the only college student and his girlfriend in the hall, and in order to gather more information, he followed not long after Maori walked out.

\"Sister Xiaolan, I'm going to rest too.\" Seeing that the people in the room didn't plan to leave, Xiaobai jumped out of the chair and ran towards the door.

"Be careful on the road.\" Xiaolan admonished Xiaobai.

\"Hey.\" Xiaobai said yes and ran towards the door.

\"Because there are no windows on the left and right sides of the house, the only thing that can move is the door.There is Conan in the living room.,I guess it's no problem.,The main thing now is the few people who left.\" Xiaobai thought as he hid in the room that everyone had to pass through.

"The rest is just waiting.\" Xiaobai thought as he took out his MP3 and began to listen quietly.

...

"Boom...\" While Xiaobai was waiting quietly in the room, there was an explosion outside the house.

"Something happened...\" After Xiaobai heard the noise outside, he immediately ran out of the house.

\"What's wrong?\" Seeing Hattori and Conan standing on the edge of the cliff, Shiro trotted over to Conan and asked.

\"The organizer and the car fell together.\" Conan replied to Xiaobai.

\"Fall?\" Xiaobai asked suspiciously.

\"Well, we were all in the living room, and then we watched the organizer slowly come out in a car, but then there was no intention of stopping.

"What was the situation in the car at that time?"

"The organizer was blind, the car's control panel was covered by a towel, and there was a strange noise coming from the car.\" Conan replied after a moment's thought.

"But strangely, the sound wasn't the sound of an engine.\" Hattori interjected thoughtfully.

\"Yes, that's the strangest of all.\" Conan replied in a thoughtful manner.

\"...\" Xiaobai was speechless, these two reasoning freaks, this tacit dialogue, it really shouldn't be friends not to be.

Then, when Hattori and Conan reacted, the two stared at each other wide-eyed, and when they wanted to ask each other something.

"What's going on?" Everyone in the room ran out, along with Maori and his group, who had been awakened by the sound.