Well, in Ziliang's mode of thinking, he still thinks that after so long, nothing has changed, could it be that the organizer of this game has come, in fact, he is sitting on a chair in the living room, waiting for someone to push the door open, and then startled.

Those who are secretive like this way of appearing, as if appearing in someone's eyes makes them feel like a thief is out of business.

However, the sudden appearance of Sherlock in front of him really surprised him.

Oh, the surprise of Ziliang is not because he 'swooped' and disappeared and then 'swished' to appear.

It's the state in which he appeared......

Sherlock is in ...... state at the moment Dead.

Well, yes, Sherlock is dead, and that's just a glance away, because he's lying straight in the middle of the table, and there's a knife stuck in his chest.

It took Ziliang nearly a second to come to his senses, which was a long time for him.

"Alas...... It's fucking annoying. He muttered, then cleared his throat helplessly: "Ahem, ahem...... Kill--person-la-la——!! ”

......

After 1 minute.

【Mrs. Marple】

【Moriarty】

【Ziliang】

The three of them gathered around Sherlock's body.

"Well, it seems that we have to guess correctly, it was Kudo Shinichi who killed the resentful house, so, Shinichi became the murderer, but Sherlock had already detected his modus operandi, so Shinichi also became Sherlock's prey." Moriarty said.

"And looking at the way it looks now, Sherlock's methods should have been seen through, and that person also succeeded in killing Sherlock!" Mrs. Marple then finished the second half of the sentence.

"So...... Sherlock's killer...... Right among us? Ziliang said.

All of a sudden, the three people who were still alive immediately looked at each other.

"Hehe, that's interesting, because we've already verified the rules of the game before, as long as we don't care about Sherlock, then this game can't go any further, it's good for everyone, but how can anyone go to the trouble of finding Sherlock and killing him? And if the rules of the game we speculate are wrong, then Sherlock doesn't have to hide at all, and these two possibilities contradict each other. ”

Mrs. Marple nodded: "Perhaps, someone thought of Sherlock's murder method the moment Sherlock disappeared, so the organizer has given the information of [xxdead-or-you dead], which caused one of the two of you to have to find Sherlock and kill him." ”

"Hey, hey, old lady, I've put up with you for a long time, what do you mean by 'one of the two of you', why did you take yourself out so naturally!" Ziliang said very politely.

Mrs. Marple shrugged her shoulders indifferently: "Oh, I'm sorry, because I know that the murderer is definitely not me, so subconsciously, I will list the two of you as the object of suspicion, but even if I don't say that, then the probability that I am the murderer is the lowest, because I can't move this guy at all...... I can walk, but that doesn't mean I can carry an adult's body around the house. ”

"Indeed, the corpse of an adult is not just a matter of weight, in the case of all the muscles are inactive, the blood will gradually accumulate to the lowest point, and the range of motion of the joints is also difficult to carry, in fact, if a 100-pound person dies, then you find a person with a bench press force of 150 pounds to move, it is very laborious...... At least, I don't think Mrs. Marple has the power at all. ”

Moriarty said in a fluttering tone, staring at Ziliang.

"Heh, look at your eyes, do you think that the murderer is me......" Ziliang asked with empty eyes.

"Come on, now the two of us are the most suspicious, and with my memory, without being drugged, I'm pretty sure I've ever done something like 'murder'."

Ziliang shook his head helplessly: "Okay, but it's a coincidence, my memory is not to the point that I will forget to kill someone, so I now think you are the murderer." ”

Seeing Ziliang fight back, Moriarty didn't get angry, just smiled: "Hehe, okay, it doesn't matter, no matter who among us kills Sherlock, anyway, from now on, as long as none of us think about it, because the person who solves the murder case will become the next target, so if we don't solve any of them, then it's fine......"

"That's not right!" Marple suddenly interjected, "I don't think it's a situation where you don't do anything and do nothing, imagine that there are only two possibilities for someone who kills Sherlock while knowing the rules of the game...... That's ...... Either he concludes that none of us can guess his modus operandi, or ...... It's that he's sure he'll be able to kill everyone else! ”

A very uncomfortable atmosphere permeated.

Ziliang stared at Moriarty: "Hehe, it seems to make sense to say this, that is to say, if Mrs. Marple does not have the conditions to be a murderer, then now the two of us have reached the point where either you die or I die?" ”

Unexpectedly......

"No, no, no." Moriarty sat down, shook his hand and said, "I don't think so, after all, I'm an extremely kind person, and I don't want to kill people everywhere, so we don't need to kill each other, in fact, ...... As long as you hand over the key to open the door to this villa, then I'm sure I'll leave without looking back, and I don't care what the ultimate winner of this game gets...... What do you think? ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell into another silence again.

Forehead...... As for the reason for the silence, it is because at this moment, everyone knows that the key to open the door to this villa is in someone's hands.

Yes? Why, you ask......

The reason is simple, it is because of Sherlock's corpse.

His corpse ...... Well...... It's hard. And this kind of hardness is not because of the zombie that has been dead for too long, but because ...... Frozen hard.

Yes, it is frozen hard, just like a piece of meat that has just been taken out of the freezer layer of the refrigerator, and there is ice ballast on it, this level of freezing is not to extinguish the fire in the fireplace, it can be frozen, but must be placed in the ice and snow at minus 20 degrees, frozen for at least a few hours, before it will be presented.

Just look at the snow piling up outside the window......

It is clear that Sherlock's body ...... Stayed there.