On the morning of August 3, I woke up feeling dizzy.

I felt like I was dreaming all night. But I can't remember any dreams (as I often do).

When dreaming, I subconsciously know that I am dreaming; When I open my eyes and I haven't fully woken up, I can vaguely remember the scene in the dream and a few words of speech. But once I am fully awake, the situation in those dreams disappears without a trace, and I can't remember it at all.

This seemed to suggest to me that the poles of night and day, darkness and light, could not be combined.

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So I never knew what a nightmare was.

I seem to be born with a lack of memory for dreams, whether it's a good dream or a nightmare.

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When I woke up that morning, I felt more uncomfortable than I had ever felt before, and it had nothing to do with dreaming.

But what I saw in the attic last night did have a great impact on my sleepiness.

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Towards noon, I got dressed and walked out of the room.

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No voice could be heard, and there was no sound.

Strange to say——— even the chirping of the little black finches in the forest was much quieter than usual, and the whole house was silent. The silence was frightening, and last night's noise seemed like a nightmare.

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Like yesterday morning, I drank a cup of tea in the kitchen and cleaned up the messy meeting room.

Many of the wine bowls on the table were missing, presumably taken to the large room by the young men.

Today, the large rooms are certainly more labor-intensive than the participating rooms.

Thinking of this, I sighed deeply again.

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Half an hour later, I finished cleaning the guest room. Not a single young man has yet appeared.

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After taking a sip of tea, I walked to the great room to have a look.

The door from the hall to the room was closed.

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After a moment's hesitation, I placed my hands on the wooden door.

This wooden door opens inward, that is, inside the large room. Since it is not locked, it can be pushed open from the outside.

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But I tried to push it, but the gate didn't move.

I remembered the scene last night——— after the wind dagger walked into this room, at the signal of Lei Mu, Feng Ji and Silence blocked the door with a wooden chair.

I remember. So now, this door can't be opened. In other words, their gang is still inside. After last night's scene, they slept in this room?

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I didn't dare to call them. At the time, I thought they were going to come out sooner or later anyway, so there was no need to shout. I removed my hand from the wooden door.

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It was past noon, and the young people had not yet come out.

Vaguely uneasy, I came to the door of the large room again. As before, no matter how hard I tried, the door still didn't move. I decided to go to the room on the second floor. I don't think everyone slept in the big room, maybe someone went back to their room to sleep.

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There were four doors on both sides of the corridor on the second floor, and I didn't know who was in which room at the time.

I knocked on the door on my left, near the stairs, and no one answered.

I knocked a few more times, and when I was sure that no one answered, I sank down and pushed the door open. The inside was unlocked, and the door was easily opened.

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There was no one on the couch.

This seems to be the room of the wind dagger. I have a vague impression of the color of the burden on the ground in front of the couch.

This is a room that can make 10 bunks.

There is a window in the front room, which is exactly the same as the downstairs room, with a wooden window with black window paper. There was a sliding window above, tightly closed.

Light comes in, dividing the room into light and dark.

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On the table next to the couch, there was a book.

If you look closely, the title of the book turns out to be "Ancient Criminal Cases".

Does he read books like this often?

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On the wall on the right, there is a door that leads to a large bath tub. The two rooms share a large vat.

I knocked on the door, and when I went in, there was no one inside.

Instead of returning to the hallway, I walked straight through the vat house and into the next room, which was also empty.

I checked the two rooms on the south side, which were also empty.

What the hell is going on?

I stood in the middle of the hallway and thought about it for a moment.

What about doing nothing and waiting for them to open the door to the big room? Or climb into the attic and peek at it, like you did last night?

I was in a dilemma, so I decided that I might as well go downstairs and have a cup of tea first.

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At that moment, there was a terrible scream.

I've never heard that voice before.

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The screams came from downstairs.

I didn't hear anyone's voice, but at least I was sure it wasn't a woman's voice.

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I ran down the stairs and rushed to the door of the great room. I tried to go in, but the door was still blocked.

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"What's going on?" I knocked on the door and shouted inside.

"What's going on with that scream just now........."

"Hey, hey, how many winds are there, do you hear that?"

Voices came from inside. It seemed to be the voice of silence, trembling slightly, as if he was about to cry. He shouted desperately to his companions.

"Fengji, Anzheng......... Hurry up, get up!! ”

Then, there was the sound of a wind table.

I stopped knocking on the door, put my ear to the door, and listened to the movement inside.

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"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Something is wrong!!"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Look, look over there!!"

"Which side?"

"Over there——— over there.........

"Huh? - Ah!! This......... What's going on here? She, how could she have died? ”

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"Dead? Who died? ”

"Open the door!!" I shouted and knocked on the door with both hands again, "Open the door!" ”

"It's the caretaker, you listen." There was a timid voice from Silence, and they finally heard me shouting.

"What to do? Wind Days!! ”

"What should I do?"

"Open the door!!" I shouted again, "Hurry up!!" ”

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After a while, the two people inside moved the wooden chairs that blocked the doorway. I finally rushed in.

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The first thing that caught my eye was ——— Fengji and Lonely's pale face as paper. They crouched on the ground, holding their legs, trembling all over, and this appearance made people only feel happy.

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"What's going on?" I pressed them, "I heard you shouting inside just now, someone is dead.........

"She, she'........."

"Ah, there, over there........."

The two of them were out of breath, their faces twitching like frightened children.

Until last night, they were unbeatable.

Now that arrogant attitude is long gone.

Looking at me, with a look of pleading eyes, they shook their heads in fright.

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"I, I don't know, I don't know anything."

"Me too."

"We don't know what's going on. How can this be ........."

"Let me in."

I pushed them away and walked into the room.

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The room was spacious, but even so, it was full of alcohol, and the whole room looked very untouched.

I couldn't help but frown. They must have drunk a lot of alcohol and didn't open the windows all night.

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On the dark ground, wine jars and bowls were scattered everywhere.........

"Over there."

Feng Ji pointed to the center of the room, and his hands trembled.

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There was a wooden chair there. Raimu was sitting on it, but already.

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I left the two of them behind and walked straight over.

She lay on her back. The left hand is placed in front of the heart, and the right hand hangs limply under the chair. His skin had long since turned an unsightly earthy gray, and he had a dagger across his neck.

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I took a few more steps forward and stopped.

I looked around the room to see where the remaining two were.

Ann was on the edge of the wall inside her right hand, where he was lying on a wooden chair.

The wind dagger is at one end of the cloister. Sitting at the desk, lying on it, falling asleep.

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"Call both of them up." I turned around and shouted at the wind and silence, and my tone was fierce.

The two men got up in a panic.

I turned my back and walked to the chaise longue.

Even I felt like I was too calm.

In fact, at that time, I was not at all afraid and wavered. But I was surrounded by young people much younger than me, and they had all lost their bearings, so I naturally (relatively) calmed down.

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She was dead, there was no doubt about it.

There was not a trace of red on his pale face, and his eyes were closed tightly and motionless.

I moved to the side of the chaise longue and lifted her hanging right hand to try to take the pulse———

Sure enough, she died. The wrist is cold and straight.

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I looked at her body again. There were no marks on his body, and the dagger around his neck was deep into the flesh.

I lifted her right hand again and touched the knuckles. It also started to straighten up a little bit.

So it seems that she had been dead for four or five hours.

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I remember peeking at it from the attic in the middle of the night.

If she had been dead for four or five hours, if she had been dead for four or five hours, she would have died at the beginning of the fourth watch.

I returned to the room around the end of the third watch, so it is certain that she died after that.

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While I was busy, the wind dagger had already been screamed by the wind and came down from the cloister. He called out to me and stopped halfway up the stairs.

"How so?" He stared at the corpse on the wooden chair tightly, "How could she ........."

"As you can see, she's dead." I deliberately said it lightly, and the wind dagger's slender eyes opened wide, and he muttered "how can this be" repeatedly, as if he was talking nonsense.

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"How could something like that happen?"

"It's true, don't believe it, you can see for yourself."

He walked down the stairs and took a few steps in this direction, and suddenly, shaking his head, stepped back.

He put his hands on his cheeks and continued to shake his head. It was the first time I had seen him so embarrassed.

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"What's going on?" Seeing the dagger across the neck of the deceased, the wind dagger asked, his voice trembling.

"Someone cut her throat with a knife?"

I didn't say anything.

At that moment, An Zheng shouted. He finally woke up and seemed to understand what had happened.

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"What the hell is going on?"

I kept thinking about what to do with this kind of thing. Then I said to the young people who were standing in the corners of the room in a daze, "When I came, the door to this room was blocked from the inside. In other words, before Young Master Feng Ji and Silence moved their chairs just now, this room was closed. Outsiders can't get in, it's just the four of you here. ”

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"I, I don't know what's going on." The wind dagger roared, sounding terrible.

"You don't know."

"I really don't know, really." Because of extreme fear, his long upright face turned hideous, "Yesterday I came to this room to pick up books, but I was stopped by them. And then ........."

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"And then I was knocked unconscious, and I can't remember anything——— do you mean that?"

The wind dagger nodded silently.

I looked at the other three and asked, "What about you?" Can't you remember? ”

Not a single one answered. All of them hung their eyes in confusion and showed a look of great fear.

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"Alright, let's go out first." I said to them, "Come to the meeting room and tell me what happened." ”

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I, along with the young men, walked out of the large room, where Remu's body was placed.

When walking from the lobby towards the meeting room.

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Silent swayed (probably not sober yet) ran towards the door, and was about to open the door and go out.

"Where are you going?" I was surprised, "What for?!" ”

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Silence blinked, and stretched out his hand to lift the wooden pin: "Call, call someone." ”

"What?! Call someone? ”

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The wind dagger screamed and hurried over. When Shiruyuki was about to lift the dowel, the wind dagger grabbed his hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Can't go!!" The wind dagger glared at him viciously, and reprimanded him with a sneer, "Call someone else now, do you know what the consequences are?" ”

"What's wrong?"

"She was stabbed in the throat."

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"You also heard what Uncle Pu Tian said just now, right? Last night, the room was sealed, and there were just four of us except for Raigi. What does this mean, you should be able to understand it, right? ”

"That ........."

"So don't do anything stupid."

"So what the hell is to do?"

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"This ........." Feng Dagger wanted to say, but he didn't say it, he looked back at me, his face twitched, "Uncle Putian, if other people know about this case, your situation is not good........."

"I know." I tried to answer in a calm tone.

That's true. Even if the wind dagger doesn't talk about it, I know it very well in my heart. If anyone else knows about this case, they will inevitably report it to the mission, and when the time comes, there will be no way for me to prove my innocence. So I've been thinking about how to deal with this.

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"Even if you call someone, it's better to wait until we've roughly discussed it."

From time to time, my mind flashed with the scene of myself being beheaded in the street. I desperately didn't think about it, but urged them to go down the hallway.

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After taking a seat on a wooden chair in the guest room, I asked the four of them about last night. At the time, I didn't tell them about what I was hiding in the attic and peeking at.

Because I want to prove that ——— their accounts are consistent with what I have witnessed.

No one can tell the story succinctly.

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Feng Ji's shoulders kept shaking, as if he had been thrown into the wild on a cold day.

Silence is like a child with a strange disease, stupid, with his mouth wide open.

And An Zhengze, no matter what questions you ask him, just shake his head vigorously and don't say anything.

The wind dagger was expressionless and spoke listlessly.

Everyone's expressions were different, but they all suffered a great blow because of Lei Mu's death.

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"Wind Dagger!! You say they stopped you, what's going on? ”

The wind dagger paused, and her face looked very aggrieved: "She suddenly looked to the side. They got up and blocked my way, and then they knocked me unconscious........."

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"Who blocked the gate?"

"It's the wind and the silence."

"Is that so? Two people!! ”

Sitting side by side on wooden chairs, Feng Ji and Silent looked at each other's pale faces.

"It's her, Remu who made us do that." Feng Ji replied, the corners of his mouth trembling vigorously, "Now that I think about it, that woman seems to be a little wrong........."

"Then you obeyed that woman's orders and locked me in my room, what are you?" Glaring at his cousin, the wind dagger shouted.

Feng was almost speechless, and could only droop his head.

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That's when I spoke.

"Anyway, yesterday, in that room, there were only four of you, and there were five of them with Remu, right?"

——— no one denied it.

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"The dagger was knocked unconscious, and the gate was blocked. How much do you remember what happened next? ”

"I'm ........." Wind Dagger broke the silence first, his brow furrowed, as if he was enduring great pain, "I......... I don't really know anything. When I ate a stuffy stick, my head went blank and I couldn't even stand on my feet. Therefore........."

"So I can't remember what happened next——— do you mean that?"

"Yes. I feel like I've been dreaming......... But, I really don't know anything. When I came to my senses, I found myself lying on my desk, and you were already standing there. ”

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"I remember." Feng Ji mixed his mouth on the side, and he didn't smile, "Before the wind dagger was knocked out, he was proud of Lei Mumei." Same with us. ”

"Don't talk nonsense!!"

"I'm telling the truth. It's useless to tell lies here. ”

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"What about you, young master of the wind?"

I turned to him and asked, "Who was she beheaded?" Do you have any clues? ”

Feng Ji lowered his face, as if to escape my eyes, and hummed softly: "I don't know......... Because later, I drank a lot and didn't know anything. ”

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"What about Silence and Anzheng?"

The two of them also remained silent and shook their heads.

Silence shook his head gently.

An Zheng shook his head vigorously.

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"Is that dagger hers?"

The four of them nodded in unison. I observed their expressions again.

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"Let me tell you about it. From last night until this morning, all four of you lost normal consciousness. You are in a state of confusion and cannot judge things correctly. During this time, Remu was killed, and it was one of the four of you who killed her. ”

“……… Even you don't know who the murderer is, and I'm afraid you don't even know the murderer himself. When you're all confused, it's likely. ”

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The wind dagger wanted to say something, moved its mouth, but did not say it, and hung its head weakly. He told me yesterday that "only the self is my worship", and he was in awe.

I pondered his thoughts, and I was very sympathetic.

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"Ask again. Do you remember anything related to her death? No matter how inconsequential the trifle, it can be said. Whether it's a hallucination or a fact, it doesn't matter here. ”

The four appeared bewildered or hesitant.

I waited for a while, saw that no one was speaking, and then said, "It seems that you really can't remember it, or you do, and you don't want to say it." Okay, I'm not going to ask any more. ”

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"Wait a minute, Uncle Caretaker." It is the silence that speaks timidly.

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"What's the matter?"

"I ——— I !!"

He said with a sad face, his voice low enough to be heard clearly, "It seems that I hurt her." ”

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