"I'm embarrassed that everyone looks at me like this!" Doi Tucker looked at everyone present, and leaned back in his chair as if he was frightened.

"Could it be that the treasure here has something to do with Kidd the Monster Thief?" Maori thought about and came to a conclusion.

"It's not very likely, and there hasn't been a single criminal case since Kidd committed the crime. Although we were invited in the name of Kidd the Thief, the treasure obviously doesn't have much to do with Kidd the Thief. Hakuma looked away from the Doi Tucker tree beside him, and said.

"I think so too. Ikumi Yanita nodded and agreed.

"So, if that's the case......" Haruki Motegi and the others looked at the dummy sitting not far away.

Knock Knock......

"Excuse me, now serve the appetizers first. There was a knock at the door, and when the door was opened, the maid entered.

"It's finally here, what he called the Last Supper. 」

Although they all know that this is just filming. But this atmosphere does make people fit in. Moreover, it is already late afternoon, and my stomach is indeed very hungry. Everyone has a different idea about the so-called "Last Supper".

"That, Miss Maid. While the maid was pushing the food cart and preparing the food, Senma's mother-in-law stopped her.

"What's the matter?" paused, then looked at the other person.

"Isn't it possible that the order in which the dishes are served as instructed is also the order of the guests?" asked Granny Chima.

"Yes, he said that the food will be served in a clockwise direction starting with Mr. Hakuba!" the other man nodded.

"It's like a child. Obviously the game has just begun, so I said what the Last Supper said. I was really a little unsure when I heard it. Senma's mother-in-law seemed to say to herself.

"Haha, are you worried about being poisoned?" Doi Tucker said, picking up the utensils on the table and looking at them.

"After all, the cutlery we use is all pre-arranged here, and we just sit according to these name brands. As he spoke, Detective White Horse pushed the name tag in front of him.

"Although, I don't think there's going to be a killing. If the unit wants to test our abilities, I think he will probably play a joke with us that is not funny! So it would be better to wipe down the dishes with his own handkerchief before eating. The white horse detective faced the crowd.

"That's right, I also feel very uncomfortable, this feeling of being led by the nose. In that case, why don't we guess the fist and change seats?" suggested Haruki Motegi, who was sitting across from the Hakuba detective.

"But in that case, if someone is unlucky enough to get poisoned. Uncle Maori seems to have entered the play.

"If that's the case, then I'll have to cry for my miserable life!" said Haruki Motegi with a smile.

"That, Xiaolan, are you really going to have an accident?" Looking at the atmosphere in front of him, Yuan Zi couldn't help but worry.

"Maybe everyone is just trying to cooperate with the "murderer" in this scene. Xiaolan also smiled bitterly. The current atmosphere is indeed a bit like the real thing.

It's like a werewolf killing.

Everyone was given a card that belonged to them, but no one could tell who they were. Instead, it must be guided by words, making people suspicious, and reasoning about whether their identity is friend or foe.

"Anyway......" The garden seemed to think of something, and looked towards him.

"Aren't you scared?" Yuan Zi squinted slightly, and his face was only a few meters away from Xiao Bai.

"I know it's a game, so what's there to be afraid of?" Xiaobai's smile that hasn't changed for thousands of years.

"Please, is everyone here so involved in the play, am I starting to be a little abnormal? Or am I already too involved in the play?"

......

"It's delicious. After the meal, Uncle Maori said with satisfaction.

"Indeed, I thought something was going to happen. Ikumi Yarata wiped the grease stains from her mouth with a cloth.

"I just don't know what's going to happen. Haruki Motegi laughed as he set the dishes out after eating.

"How about guys, how did the last supper I prepared for you taste?" the dummy began to speak again.

"Haha, sure enough, it started again. As if he had expected it, Haruki Motegi looked at the dummy with a smile.

"Then it's almost time to tell you, why did I use this house as a stage for this game? I would like to ask you to observe the various cutlery you have at hand, is there a pattern?" began the dummy's guidance.

"Little bird, there's a big beak on it. Xiaolan picked up the fork and saw the pattern on it.

"Creepy!" the garden chimed in.

"It's a crow. Maori also saw the pattern.

"It's hard to say that this is ......," Senma's mother-in-law seemed to know something.

"Yes, this is the Monopoly who died mysteriously half a century ago...... Karasuma Renya's family crest ......," the dummy's voice continued.

In another place, the doctor and the others, who had already eaten after dinner, looked at the people under the surveillance camera in front of them and seemed to be curious. Curious what the next plot will be.

Not far away, a man's hoarse voice recounted,

And when he heard Karasuma Renya, Xiao Ai's brow furrowed......

"I guess you can't wait. But before I get into the puzzles, let me tell you a story......

"Anyway, 40 years ago, on a stormy night, a gruesome tragedy happened in this house. Detectives like you must have noticed it. 」

As the dummy continued, Doi Tucker put the thumb of his right hand into his mouth, as if this small gesture was subconscious.

"There are many places in this house that are stained with blood that is splashed or shed or dripping. That's right, that tragedy happened 40 years ago. The house still retains its beautiful splendor One night, a party was held in the building. Many Naruto from the political and economic circles came to participate in this party. The reason why so many people attend this party is ostensibly to mourn the death of Karasuma Renya at the age of 99, but in fact it is an auction where the artworks collected by Karasuma Renya during his lifetime are offered to everyone to bid on. More than 300 items were auctioned at the venue, so the entire auction was scheduled to take place over three days. And then the next day, that stormy night......"

In this tense atmosphere.

"Suddenly the house was visited by two soaking wet men, and the two men said with their shivering mouths, 'We're lost in this storm, can you give us shelter from the rain until the storm is over?'

"The auction organizer was reluctant to let them into the house at first, but the man gave the organizer a small packet of things, saying that it was to be used as a thank you gift for sheltering them. 」

"The packet was a cigarette-like thing, and the organizer picked it up and smoked it as they said, and in a blink of an eye he became very energetic and invited them into the house. 」

"The other guests who saw this also smoked those things under the persuasion of those two men......

Hearing this, there seemed to be some answers in the minds of those present.

"After a while, the guests continued to be in a state of excitement, but things changed. 」

"There was a man who screamed as if he had seen a demon, then picked up the artwork he had bid for and ran outside. There was a woman who kept crying as if she was begging for forgiveness, and her tears were almost dry. Another man excitedly picked up the pen in his hand and stabbed his wrist continuously. 」

"Soon, the guests in the house began to compete for the artwork. and picked up the famous swords and swords in the meeting and slashed each other. The entire auction hall suddenly became a purgatory on earth. 」

"After a nightmarish night, only eight dead people and a dozen or so sleepy guests were left in the venue, and the two men and the artwork in the venue were all gone!"

......

"I see, it's an appetizer...... after everyone discussed it, and it seemed that they were interested in what was going to happen.

"So, you know why I hung the stage of the game in this house. Because I want to ask the detectives to "repeat" the tragedy of 40 years ago, to play out the ugliness of fighting and killing each other for the sake of treasure. The malice of what the dummy said was obvious.

"......" the crowd just frowned.

"It seems that everyone has to look for it like this, and I don't know how long it will take, so I'll give you a hint here. 」

"Two people on a journey look up at the night sky, and demons descend on the castle. The king grabs the treasure and scurries, and the princess tears and begs for forgiveness. The soldier killed himself with his sword stained with blood!"