Chiko watched Mrs. Hudson's departure in amazement, her fingers rubbing the envelope lightly. "The courage to accept the truth", Mrs. Hudson's persuasion rang in its ears again, "It was a mistake for Thompson to let you stay", and suddenly the voice in his ears changed to Thatch's cold verdict.

Chiko bit her lip and finally opened the envelope.

"Dear Mrs. Hudson

Over the past year, the situation in country K has not been as optimistic as I imagined. But not long ago, a young detective kid brought me the most wonderful gospel - I have a daughter. According to the detective's investigation, her name is Chiko Suzuki, and she is ...... this year And I have to mention this detective kid who came to blackmail me with news, his name is Eric, in him I see the old Puffer of his youth, wise, bold, and decisive, although now he uses his talents in the wrong place, but I think I can correct him...... Finally, I have a reluctant request: you know, old Puffer has infiltrated the country of K, and he and his family are always watching my every move. I wanted to fly to Japan to meet her right away, but doing so would undoubtedly pose a huge threat to her. I implore you and Thatch to protect my daughter in secret in case ......"

Before the letter was finished, Chiko tilted her head slightly, fearing that a cloudy tear would blur the precious handwriting on the letter.

At this time, the most comfortable is Eric. He lies alone in the Jacuzzi in his room, where "Sing You to Sleep" is played, with a glass of CREMA D'OR YOGURT and a fruit platter of Densuke watermelon and Yubari melon flown in from Japan. Thinking in a steaming bathtub is Eric's favorite hobby. The heat penetrates every pore and trickles into the body, and then you take a sip of cold yogurt, and let the rich flavor of the coolness and the lingering heat blend with each other, which is definitely the best condition to clear all your thoughts.

From fighting Felix in the Solomon region, to tracking down the Lenkenshire to the Bald Bank, to encountering the Nicholas School in the Catacombs of Bacchus and solving the mysteries of memory, and finally to the Lady Hudson's castle to uncover the Legion of the Smiling Face and the Fivre family, the core of everything revolves around Leonardo's development of the Dora Reagent and the secret treasure of the Nicholas School, the Jewish Book of Abraham. Eric is convinced that these two things will be the key to his final key, which must be the same as Puffel Mailer said - to change the fate of humanity. Jefferson had this dream, and so did Pfeiffre Sr......

Jefferson was utterly defeated by that extremist bombing attack. Although he once believed that the most peaceful president in the history of country K could work with him to realize this grand ideal. But he still failed in the end, and Eric didn't even attend his memorial service because he couldn't forgive himself for his failure, and he couldn't forgive Jefferson for his failure. It wasn't until he stood at his grave that Eric understood that Jefferson's failure was doomed, that he was too merciful, that he thought that all the hardships of the world could be resolved by mercy and tolerance, and that he regarded his ideals as the light of God and Jesus, so he had to fail. Because this absurd world needs a whip that can hurt the bone marrow, and he has been looking for this whip that can be used to whip the world, and now he has found it.

And old Puffre, although he defeated himself, died at the hands of his own son. On more than one occasion, Eric admired this always smiling wise man, and he even thought that if it weren't for the different paths to the ideal, old Puffer and Jefferson would have become lifelong friends. However, the path pursued by the two men has been defeated by Eric's own eyes. But Eric didn't think that this grand ideal should be so annihilated, and he had already decided to solve it all in his own way.

At that moment, a shrill roar pierced Eric's thoughts, echoing fiercely through the corridors of the castle. Instinctively, Eric jumped out of the tub and rushed out without having time to dry the foam off his bathrobe.

Mrs. Hudson's castle was so large that Eric only searched for his way in the direction of his screams, and bumped into Butler Schoke, who was hurrying to his way. Steward's eyes were full of anxiety, and he didn't have time to wonder at Eric's funny appearance in foam and bath towel, or even just a hasty greeting before he wanted to walk away.

"Hey, what's wrong. Eric stopped Shook just in time.

"It seems to be Monica. "Shook didn't seem to want to spend time and Eric explaining.

"Take me there. But Eric didn't want to think about Shock's feelings.

Shook was carried by Eri and came to the shocking scene of the crime again. At this time, Thatch, Caitlin, Chiko, and Leonardo were already surrounding Monica's corpse and bloodstains, and Chiko saw Eric's nondescript appearance, and sarcastically said, "Detective boy, it seems that you like the bathtub here." ”

"What do I want?" Thatch saw that Schock was empty-handed, and there was a spark in his tone.

"I, I'm ......" Seeing Thatch's vicious eyes, Shook swallowed in fright and immediately put the blame on Eric "I was just about to get it, but he pulled it back." ”

"You're going to get another heel," Eric glanced at the scene quickly, immediately aware of the oddity. The crime scene is very simple, Monica's body is lying on the marble floor, holding a red high heel in one hand, and Monica's right head is oozing thick with blood, and it looks like Monica herself knocked herself to death with the heel of her high heels. But the strangest thing is that Monica is barefoot, and the only thing on the scene is the high heel she is holding.

As soon as Eric finished speaking, a ghostly scream rang out from the empty castle again. Thatch and Caitlyn instinctively drew their guns and rushed to the sound of screams. Chiko felt that the voice seemed familiar, and when she saw Shock's trembling lips, Eric had already pulled her left hand and ran towards the other end of the castle. Chiko immediately came to his senses, this was not an ordinary person's roar, this scream that was approaching the brink of death was from the owner of this castle, Mrs. Hudson.

At this moment, the originally clear night sky outside the window suddenly became cloudy, and a rumbling thunder pierced the castle's sleep. Eric held Chiko's left hand tightly, and he vaguely felt that tonight was about to be sleepless.