"Conan, how much kickback do you think this innkeeper can get from the host?" Xingchen estimated that this small inn in the middle of nowhere would not have any business on weekdays, and he asked Conan casually. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Please, Xingchen, don't be so dark in your heart, okay?" Conan said to Xingchen with a serious face: "You should believe that we are all gathered here out of respect for Sherlock Holmes!

"Allah, Allah!" Xingchen thought to himself while reassuring Conan: you are still too naïve, will there be any kickbacks for the accommodation arranged by the tour group?

Just now they were delayed by the fat woman soothsayer, and Conan was already the last of them to enter the inn.

Seeing that the personnel were almost all there, a man with a pipe, a trench coat, and a detective's cap on his head, dressed exactly like the standard detective in London, England, at the end of the 17th century, stepped forward.

"Welcome to McCloford's Inn. I'm the innkeeper Tomiyuki Kanaya, who planned this trip, and everyone gathered here today is a handpicked Sherlock fan. Please open your hearts and open your hearts and communicate with each other. ”

"Are these people really hand-picked?" said someone in the crowd who objected to Maori's previous performance, "It looks like someone who doesn't even know Holmes' name has mixed in." ”

Mori Kogoro was reluctant to participate in this event, and when he was told this, he was very unhappy and said, "I'd better go back!"

"Please wait a minute!" Seeing that Mori was leaving, the shopkeeper of Kanaya hurriedly stopped Mori and explained to everyone: "Actually, the person I invited today is none other than Mori Kogoro, a famous detective who can be compared to Sherlock Holmes today. ”

"Mori Kogoro? I know him, I've seen him on TV many times. He's got a good mind, but if it were me, he would be able to solve those cases easily, and don't think it's great to be on a par with Sherlock Holmes!" A bespectacled four-eyed boy in the crowd didn't give Maori face at all.

"That's it. The woman next to Four-Eyed Coaxed and said, "Actually, you may not even be as good as Watson next to Sherlock Holmes!"

"Damn, that's it!" Maori clenched his fists, his temper on the verge of going berserk.

On weekdays, wherever he goes, Maori can rely on the title of detective to become the center of attention. However, the Sherlock Holmes fans present did not buy him.

"Forget it, uncle. Conan comforted Maori: "The other party is Sherlock Holmes, and there is no way to do it." ”

It's okay not to say this, but as soon as Maori said it, he was even more angry, and he yelled at Conan: "Shut up, how can I lose to a character in a book?"

As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and in the face of the murderous aura emanating from the eyes of the members, Mao Li could only be honest.

Maori, who was holding back his anger, could only use Conan to vent his anger, and the innocent Conan suffered another "hairy chestnut".

"Brother Heiji!" Xingchen found Hattori Heiji standing at the door and walked forward kindly.

"Here you go!" Heiji took out Osaka's unique coffee milk from his carry-on package and handed it to Xingchen.

After Xingchen took it, he immediately unscrewed the lid and drank it.

"Are you also a fan of Sherlock Holmes novels?" Xiaolan asked curiously, having only met Heiji two weeks ago.

Heiji waved his hand and said, "No, the reason why I joined this tour group is because I heard Xingchen say that maybe I can see Kudo Shinichi here." We didn't decide the winner of our reasoning contest last time!, and honestly, I like Ellery Quinn more than Conan Doyle. ”

Murderous aura! Heiji also felt a strong murderous aura!

As soon as he saw that the signs were wrong, he immediately changed his words and said, "But Conan Doyle is still a step ahead!"

"Okay guys, it's getting late today, so please go to bed quickly!" The owner, Kanaya, began to introduce the specific process of the event: "Tomorrow morning I will have breakfast at nine o'clock, lunch at one o'clock at noon, and dinner at eight o'clock in the evening." After dinner, we will hold the Great Test of the Super Reasoning Puzzle, which must be held once a year, and you should know that whoever can get a perfect score in this test will receive the first printing of the little book Conan Doyle's famous book, "A Study in Scarlet Letters......"

The maid took the "Study of the Scarlet Letters" and showed it to everyone, and then Kanaya continued: "But before that, I must ask you to answer the 1000 detective questions of Sherlock Holmes, which must be handed in before dinner tomorrow, and only those who score more than 990 points will have the chance to get the super test." As a matter of prudence, anyone who has a cell phone or anything related to Sherlock Holmes books should be handed in. ”

The shopkeeper of Jingu asked the maid to hand out the test questions to everyone, and said: "Also, even if you don't pay it, it's useless, this villa is full of cameras, and bugs, which can fully monitor everyone, if anyone cheats, I will immediately ask him to get out of my hotel!"

"Wait! I have a question!" Xingchen raised his hand to Kanaya and asked, "Is it legal to install a monitor in a room in Japan?"

"Uh......" Jin Gu looked a little embarrassed and said, "As long as everyone present agrees on this question, there will be no problem!"

That night, Conan still shared a room with Maori Xiaolan, while Xingchen was shared with Heiji.

"Brother Heiji, have you noticed? This Sherlock Holmes fan gathering is weird!" Xingchen said as he sat on the couch playing with PSP.

"Well, I feel that way too. Heiji took off his hat and coat, lay down on the bed, and said, "It is impossible for a normal hotel to blatantly place a camera in the room. If it is only for this event, the cost is too great, and the owner can gather everyone in the living room and answer the questions at the same time. ”

"I think some of these Sherlock Holmes fans must have noticed this problem as well. I'm really looking forward to what will happen tomorrow!" Xingchen fears that the world will not be chaotic.

The next day, the owner had not been seen all day, and after dinner, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and everyone was a little impatient to wait, but they all gritted their teeth and waited for the first edition of the book.

Finally, when the wall clock on the wall passed 12 o'clock, the time of the day was completely over, and everyone's patience was worn to the limit.

"It seems that the rumors are true!" said the fat woman soothsayer, "Everyone says that it is a big scam to send the first edition of The Study of Blood Letters." The shopkeeper deliberately made the title difficult every time so that everyone couldn't get it all right, but the real purpose was just to gather Sherlock Holmes fans to show off the book. ”

"Damn, I can't take it! I'm going to sleep. One of the members of the group angrily slapped the table and stood up.

With the first person taking the lead, more people left the inn's restaurant one after another.

In the end, only Xingchen, Conan, Xiaolan, Heiji, Four-Eyed and his girlfriend are left in the room.

"What a pity!" Xingchen played with the PSP in his hand and said without raising his head, "Is it really the second day now?"

"Xingchen, what do you mean?" Xiaolan asked a little confused.

Except for Xiaolan, the rest of the people present were all veteran mystery fans, and they quickly thought of the meaning of Xingchen's words.

People living in modern cities are increasingly inseparable from mobile phones, and many people have to play with mobile phones when they eat and go to the toilet.

While the new things are promoted and developed, the old things inevitably bring challenges.

Whether it is a smartphone or a non-smartphone, in addition to being able to make calls, displaying the time is also an important function of the mobile phone.

Although the corresponding watch cannot be said to have completely withdrawn from the stage of history, it is an indisputable fact that more and more young people do not have the habit of wearing watches.

After the Holmes fans' phones were confiscated by the innkeeper, they could only rely on the time displayed on the wall clock on the restaurant's wall to get the information.

It's summer, and the sunset is late in the Northern Hemisphere, and it's easy to misjudge the timing of the day when people wait anxiously for a long time. Don't say it's hours, even a few minutes can make people feel wrong for dozens of minutes.

Just set the wall clock five minutes faster every hour can produce a full two hours of error at the end of the day.

If the shopkeeper is using this method to test people's patience, it is indeed a good method.

Conan was the only one wearing a watch, and he subconsciously looked down at the watch on his wrist and found that the time displayed on the watch was twelve and ten o'clock, which was no different from the one hanging in the restaurant.

"Star!" Conan shouted at Star, knowing he had been tricked.

"Relax! I just see that everyone is a little sleepy and wants to liven up the atmosphere. Xingchen put down the PSP in his hand, picked up a bottle of coffee and milk and drank it, "What I just said is just one of the possibilities, maybe the real purpose of this reasoning competition is not to test your knowledge, but to test your ability to gather intelligence (cheating), and collecting evidence is also one of the indispensable abilities of detectives." Or to test your ability to reason at the limit, Sherlock Holmes is a typical example of life without regularity, who knows?"

"Well, what the little guy said makes sense!" Four-Eyed first agreed with Xingchen's conjecture.

"But it's okay to wait, I suggest that everyone find some activities to pass the time, such as everyone telling a story!" "Xingchen drank coffee and milk all day, so after midnight he was still in good spirits, "I'll tell you about the legendary locker in Shibuya first......"

In this way, while everyone was talking and laughing, the time quickly reached 3:25 in the morning, and the four-eyed boy accidentally looked out the window and found that the van not far away was driving slowly.

"It's the innkeeper!" the crowd gathered to look out of the window, only to see the van driving towards the edge of the cliff.

Conan and Pinji sensed that something was not quite right, and they hurriedly jumped out of the window and ran in the direction of the van.

Xingchen stood in the room, looking at the figures of the two of them running, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's good to be young!"

"The car accelerated?" the van suddenly accelerated in a slow advance at a constant speed.

Conan and the others also quickened their pace, chased to the window and knocked on the glass, "Stop, or you'll fall!"

The innkeeper sat in the driver's seat and did not move, and the van fell straight into the cliff, producing a violent explosion that woke up Maori and the others, who had already slept.

Everyone came to the edge of the cliff and looked at the burning van below, and briefly described to everyone what they had just seen.

Maori yawned and said, "The innkeeper must have been reluctant to let you get the first version of "A Study of Scarlet Letters", so he committed suicide!"

"No! it could be murder!" "The four-eyed boy who saw the whole process of the van falling into the cliff analyzed: "The murderer may have made the innkeeper stun or kill him in advance, let him sit in the position of the car, and then put the gear of the car in the automatic transmission, and the car will move forward slowly." ”

"The killer may have done everything in the garage and then took it here after seeing the van fall off a cliff and then pretending to hear an explosion. Four-Eyed gestured to the garage, indicating that the real killer was among them.

"But there's a problem!" Pingji felt that it was not so simple, "why does the car accelerate in the middle of the road? And there was a strange sound like the wind coming from the car, it wasn't the sound of the engine!"

"It must have been the sound of air conditioning! It must have been turned off in the first place, but when the engine was started, it blew on its own. One of the reasoning enthusiasts analyzed.

"Okay, guys, I think you've read too many mystery novels. Anyway, the body can't be found for the time being, we should call the police as soon as possible and wait for the police to come to the house first. "The cursed Kogoro often deals with the dead, so he quickly arranges for everyone to make the most correct move.

Everyone had their phones taken away by the innkeeper because they were doing test questions.

The maid stood up and said, "The phone should be in the innkeeper's room." ”

"Ah, it hurts!" Conan and Heiji suddenly shouted in unison.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiaolan watched the two of them crawl on the ground, not knowing what they were doing.

"I don't know, I was just looking to see if I was actually turning on the air conditioner and I hit him. Heiji rubbed his head, feeling that Conan was a little in the way.

"The stars are unusually chaotic!" said the fat woman soothsayer, looking up at the starry sky, "as if to say that the matter is not over yet!"

For the superstitious activity of divination, Xingchen directly chose to ignore it.

"If it's really so powerful, then you should see that I'm from time travel!"

When the group arrived at the innkeeper's room, they found that all the communication tools in the house had been severely damaged. The safe that stored the first edition of "A Study in Scarlet Letters" was also pried open.

"Damn, I can't stand it, I'm going to drive another car out of here. The man who had left the room first in the evening shouted impatiently.

"It's useless, the fuel tank of another car parked in the garage has been opened with a big hole, all the gasoline in it has run out, and the battery is out of power, and the car is now scrap metal. Everyone looked up, and after checking the garage, Pingji walked in from outside.