Ziliang's appearance of death is also very standard, holding his throat, falling to the ground, swaying wildly, plus the two legs kicking backwards, after a while, he didn't move.

......

......

Everyone looked at Ziliang's posture and was silent for a while.

"Alright, get up."

The young lady of the house said.

"Oh." Ziliang replied in embarrassment, and got up from the ground.

"Has anyone shown any of their feet?" He then asked as if nothing was wrong.

So now everyone knows that this is a thief with no new ideas, but it works very well...... If someone wants to poison you, or if they don't want to poison you, you will die in front of him, and you can cheat if you can, and you don't want money anyway.

But......

"Nope." The resentful house said angrily, he regrets it a little now, and it is really embarrassing to accompany Ziliang to act.

"Okay, maybe my acting skills are too bad, but it's not without gain." Ziliang said: "Anyway, this food should be edible. ”

"Huh? Did you really swallow it? The house was stunned.

"yes, it tastes pretty good." Ziliang said, and began to put vegetables on his plate.

Well...... We don't care how big this person's heart is, it is estimated that he thinks that between poisoning and starvation, he would rather choose the former, anyway, he told everyone with practical actions that this dish can really be eaten.

If the image of the nonsense eating Hesse is poisonous, this thing will die for more than 800 years.

In this way, under Ziliang's spirit of 'dedication', everyone also started this Christmas dinner one after another. Of course, during the meal, the guys were all looking at each other.

The picture during the period, let's go through it.

It's time for dinner...... Everyone leaned back in their chairs, full of food and drink.

"Well, now I feel that even if I die of poison, it's not so hard to accept." Shinichi rubbed his stomach and muttered contentedly.

"So what, what now?" The resentful house asked as he looked at the rest.

At this time, Ziliang stood up again and said a very beautiful suggestion: "I propose, let's go back to the house and sleep." ”

And everyone looked at Ziliang with a strange look, and then said in unison.

"Okay."

......

Of course, this is not a big heart or self-defeating, but in this case, going back to the house and sleeping is the best choice.

Because at this stage, two major problems are still in front of everyone.

First: I can't get out.

Second: The murderer who strangled Kanedaichi is still in this house nine times out of ten. Well, in fact, everyone thinks that the murderer is in the middle of this group of people.

So someone is going to ask, since the murderer is next to him, shouldn't everyone get together together, is it the best choice, [Horror Movie Survival Manual] has said that scattering one by one is to give away people's heads.

Oh, this is because everyone is not careful about the question.

People are talking about the general situation, and now ...... Is that the general situation? Don't you look at who these people are, and they may put their lives in the hands of others?

Besides, it's not like you're stuck on an island or a snowy mountain, and someone will come to your rescue after a day or two, but you're simply locked up in a place out of time.

So, how long can you hold on to the group? How long can you sit at this round table and stay awake and take turns patrolling? One day? Three days? Or a few weeks?

What to do when the food is gone and everyone is exhausted?

Besides, there is only one door key anyway, and you can't lock it in the house.

To sum up, it's better to honestly pick a bed and get to sleep, if the murderer really has a spare key or something, hehe, to be honest, among the people here, except for Mrs. Marple, everyone thinks they can fight back.

Well, even Mrs. Marple thinks she is about the same.

So just like that, the proposal to sleep in one room was unanimously approved.

They all looked for their rooms, took the only key, and closed the door.

Although the scenery outside the window is different, fortunately, the time is about the same, and there will not be a situation where the next door is in the middle of the night, but this house is sunny.

...... So, there was nothing to say all night......

The next morning, when the sun rose on time, Ziliang yawned comfortably, and then swayed, unlocked the door, and walked out of the room.

He crouched over the fence and glanced at the first-floor drawing-room, where Sherlock Holmes, Moriarty, and Mrs. Marple were all up, and Holmes was at the table with his legs crossed, reading the newspaper and drinking coffee, and Moriarty standing by the window, his eyes closed, humming something, and looking quite self-absorbed. And Mrs. Marple ...... Knitting sweaters continues.

To Ziliang's surprise, last night's dinner party was all gone, and instead a few pots of tea and coffee, as well as some muffins and omelettes, appeared instead.

Ziliang walked to the first floor.

"Uh...... You don't want to take all the food from yesterday out of your love of cleanliness. He asked.

"Of course not." Sherlock kept reading the newspaper and said, "When I woke up, the dinner party was all gone, and all these breakfasts and newspapers were already on the table, and it was clear that this house didn't want us to go hungry, except that it would kill people, it was good for us." ”

"Hmm-" Ziliang snorted awkwardly, "You mean, these things appeared here out of thin air?" ”

"Yes, at 6 a.m., they were on the table, and even the morning newspaper was the same as the one I ordered on Baker Street." Sherlock continued.

"You saw it with your own eyes?" Ziliang asked.

"No, I told him." Mrs. Marple said, "I woke up at 5 o'clock. ”

"Okay......" Ziliang said with a sigh, he felt that he would not be surprised if anything happened in this room now.

After another ten minutes, Kudo Shinichi also woke up, of course, he also expressed surprise at the appearance of this breakfast, and quickly accepted it.

And just like that, the minutes passed again and again, until 8 o'clock in the morning......

"Hey, I say, is that woman called the house really so able to sleep?" Kudo Shinichi muttered.

"Women are very sleepy, and I was ...... when I was young," said Mrs. Marple.

"So, can you sleep until 8 o'clock in a room where two people have just died, can't get out, and the murderer hasn't found it yet?" Sherlock asked, putting down the newspaper.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and glanced at each other.

Immediately, almost at the same time, he stood up and rushed to the second floor.

(The story begins, there's another chapter in the afternoon, don't worry...... Ticket! ）