No one came out.

No one has come out, including the painter who said he had been a hero to save beauty.

There was only the sound of a door slamming down the hallway.

A long time passed, so long that the door had been completely smashed, so long that Kurosawa Silver and Conan thought that the hypnotic gas was actually born in everyone's room.

But that's not the case.

If they follow their reasoning, only people who have nothing to do with it will be excluded from the game and fall into a wonderful sleep instead of being awake and enduring the inner trial.

For some, a test that has already failed.

Finally, the blonde man stopped, and the sword fell to the ground, making contact with the carpet with a dull sound.

Hoshino turned, knocking softly on the door of the room closest to him, softly, rhythmically, and gently.

"Mr. Shenmu, are you there? I'm looking for you, I'm coming for you. She still used the voice of a girl, but this time it was no longer hysterical, but full of tenderness. But what was hidden in this tenderness was more terrible and more terrifying than before.

"Nobody-" someone's crying voice came from the room, "there's no one here, you go quickly!! it's not me who killed you, you go find him-"

The boy curled up in the closet, tears streaming down his face, his voice choked, he hugged his knees, still shaking.

Hoshino paused for a moment and continued, "You obviously heard me talking, why didn't you come out?

"No, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it......" Shenmu shook his head desperately, his body shrinking even tighter, "I was too scared, too scared, don't come to me...... Don't come to me woo......"

"What if Katayama asks you for help?"

The trembling of Shenmu's body stopped. He raised his head in amazement and swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily: "No, what are you going to do......"

His voice was too low for Hoshino to hear, but that didn't prevent her from guessing what Shenmu meant.

"If you don't come out, I'll kill her with you, and if you don't, I'll kill you alone." ”

She waited a moment.

It could be three minutes, it could be five minutes, and there was still no movement in it.

Hoshino said, "Since you don't come out, you should never come out." She lowered her eyes, turned around and walked slowly towards the opposite door, her steps were light, but they were clearly transmitted to Shenmu's mind.

Shenmu's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but replace the bloody girl's face with the appearance of a green plum.

......

"Mr. Mushi, are you there? I know you're there, why don't you say anything?"

The fluttering words crept through the crack in the door and reached the ears of the freelancer with his back to the wall.

He gritted his teeth, resisting the fear of the ghost's vengeance, and clenched the vase he was holding—the prop he used to defend himself.

The knocking on the door never stopped, and the soft voice sounded as terrifying to him as a talisman.

When the knock on the door and the girl's voice stopped, but the expected footsteps did not sound, Mu Shi heard the "ghost" outside the door ask.

"If you don't come out, I'll kill the villa one by one, and if you don't come out, I'll kill you alone." ”

The light and fluttering voice carried the heaviest curse.

Mu Shi still did not move.

There seemed to be a chuckle outside the door, and then the sound of the key entering the hole, and the rustling of the rubbing sounded so numbing.

Mu Shi raised his wrist and slammed the vase in his hand down the moment the door was pushed open.

......

Hoshino smiled, but there was the deepest anger and hatred hidden in those beautiful eyes, she couldn't control her voice and became depressed and gloomy, although she had a smile on her face, her facial features were almost distorted.

Her entire face was almost against the door.

"Now, Sanada ......"

The painter sat on the bed in his room and looked at the painting in front of him with great interest.

In the painting, a girl under the age of twelve is lying on her body, covered with a white blanket, her eyes are closed, as if she is taking a nap, the whole picture is full of warmth, so that people can see the light in their hearts.

His scarred hand brushed over his most perfect masterpiece, his careless gaze swept over the knocked door, and he dropped his hand back on the bed.

There is a sword on the bed.

The same sword stolen from the sculpture, which he had hidden, and now it was not surprising that it came in handy.

"Are you sleeping?"

"I know, you like to sleep the most. ”

The clear voice seems to cleanse the soul, and this voice does not belong to the girl, but to the girl.

This voice is Hoshino's original voice.

She chuckled lowly, and then laughed loudly, and the laughter grew louder and louder, filling the entire space, creating a creepy but inexplicably sad atmosphere.

"So, I hope you have a sweet dream. ”

The door was silently pushed open.

The painter stood there, condescendingly looking at Hoshino who had bent the medicine with a smile, the corners of his lips curled, and a long sword raised by his raised hand stabbed directly into Hoshino's heart.

"yes, so you regret inviting me to your house that night?"

Swish!

Blood splattered everywhere, and blood-red stains suddenly appeared on the white walls.

......

It was a long night for many people, but for others, they had a good night's sleep.

The detective team gets up early and chatters, and Dr. Asasa tells them to stop making trouble and wash and change their clothes early. When I went out, I met Katayama from his room yawning.

They greeted each other and laughed that the weather was fine today, the snow had stopped and the sun was out.

Then the eyes of the adults were attracted by the screams of the children, and they turned their heads to see the ruined door, and after a moment of amazement, they all subconsciously went to find their friends, for fear that something would happen to them.

However, by the time they hurried downstairs, everything had already been over for a long time.

Dr. Asa and the others happened to come across the picture of the criminal police handcuffing Hoshino, who was bandaged on his head and had a lot of blood on his body.

Kurosawa Silver, Gray Plain, and Conan stood there, except for Gray Plain, whose eyes were just wrong, and the other two had obvious sighs and sighs on their expressions.

Several people standing in the hallway looking down expressed a bewildered expression.

And at this time, someone also noticed the people upstairs.

Shenmu, who was huddled on the sofa, jumped up directly, rushed up desperately like a dog that had finally found its owner, and then pounced directly on Katayama, almost not holding her in his arms.

Katayama slapped him over.

Shenmu looked at Katayama excitedly with teary eyes and a face that puffed up his slap print: "Woo woo, I thought I would never see you again, woo woo, it's okay if you're okay, I'm so scared ......"

"Huh?" Katayama was confused.

Shenmu cried and cried: "Yagi's body was found on the tree, Sanada was stabbed to death, Makishi was knocked unconscious by the vase, and I was almost scared to death Woo woo woo........."

Katayama: "???"

Elderly and children in the audience: "???"