On top of that, all the windows are so strong that they can't be opened.

Sum up...... Well, although it's a bit old-fashioned, no one wants to come in this big house, and no one can get out.

Over here...... is closed......

At this moment, the six people who are still alive are gathered around the table. The watch on the wall shows the time at four o'clock in the afternoon.

As for the atmosphere at the table...... It can be summed up in one word.

That is——— the crows are silent.

None of them communicated, and all of them were in a contemplative posture, some pinching their chins, some with their fingers crossed, and Mrs. Marple was in a slightly different contemplative position, and she was slowly knitting her sweater.

In this way, time passed minute by minute.

Finally, the young lady of the house was the first to break the silence.

"Obviously, we're stuck here, right. But who is trapping us here, and what is their purpose? If those people wanted to play a game with us or give us some tasks, they should have done something about it, but we've been sitting here for hours and nothing has happened...... This is not normal. ”

"Heh, if it's not normal, I don't think we're normal." Sherlock's body remained motionless, except for the quick muttering of his mouth, "I've observed each of us...... I don't really want to admit it, but we don't seem to be stupid, well, we're all smart, and judging by the labels behind us and the years we mentioned earlier, we do come from the era we remember. ”

"He's right, I swear that in my time, there would never be such a thing." Mrs. Marple said, picking up a cell phone on the table.

Well, yes, this is their phone, they thought their phone was taken away from them in the bedroom, but it wasn't, because they were all on the dining table, of course, and now they're all out of battery.

"So we're all from different books? ...... Hehe, well, I accepted the premise, after all, only then could I convince myself to accept the sights outside the window......"

Moriarty pouted and said like ADHD, and what did he mean by 'those scenes outside the window'...... It's really hard to understand, because every room in this village has a different scene outside the window!

It's as if each bedroom in this room is in a different space, for example, the scene they are in now is a rural Christmas winter, and through the bedroom window next door, you can see a metropolis in the middle of summer, and it is still dozens of stories high, and there is a lot of traffic outside.

"yes, it seems like we're going to have to force ourselves to accept this strange phenomenon." Kudo Shinichi said, "Of course, I seem to care more about something more intuitive, and that is...... Since this place is now completely closed, and all the places have been searched, and no one else has been found, which means that there are only six of us in this big mansion...... So, how do you explain those two corpses? Even if Inspector Polo's death can be explained as 'poisoning the stomach in advance', how can Kanedaichi-chan explain it? He can say that he was strangled before our eyes, but we found no trace of the murderer. ”

"There's no way to explain it, it's suicide......" Ziliang shrugged and took over.

"No way, my gut tells me it's definitely murder, right under our noses, in full view." As soon as Kudo Shinichi said this, he felt that a very matching momentum came out of him, as if he had to say such a sentence every once in a while.

"Okay, okay, my detective little brother." Ziliang said weakly: "Compared with those two dead people, shouldn't we care more about ourselves." ”

"Yourself? What do you mean? The house asked.

"What do you mean? Don't pretend to be confused there......" Ziliang shouted, "Aren't you hungry?" ”

With that, everyone present finally realized this most basic problem...... yes, they haven't eaten for hours.

Oh, and said to eat...... I know that there is a table of food in front of them that looks like a thief's appetite, so why don't these people eat it?

Nonsense, if you're in a weird mansion with your memories erased, and there are two corpses lying next to you, one of which is still dead from cyanide poisoning...... In this case, those who dare to eat the things in this house are probably only fools.

So......

"Then you're welcome."

Ziliang looked around, and saw that no one made a move, so he said this to himself, and then ...... grabbed the chicken leg in front of him..... "Bang" is a bite.

This mouthful made the people around him dumbfounded.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Damn, hurry up and spit it out!"

Ziliang didn't care about this, he closed his eyes, and the thief chewed a few mouthfuls of enjoyment, and then swallowed it.

"Okay, okay, don't make such a fuss." He waved his hand and motioned for everyone to calm down: "If some people want to kill us, then there is no need to poison the food at all, as long as we are like [Inspector Polo], we can eat cyanide capsules...... Even, he didn't have to go to great lengths to move us to this place, and just killed us all when we were unconscious, how convenient it was. ”

Sherlock frowned: "Theoretically true, but it doesn't match the facts, because [Polo] and [Kanedaichi] did die in front of us." ”

"Maybe it's because they have to die in front of us." Ziliang took another bite of the chicken thigh and said, "Maybe someone just wants us to see their deaths, and racks their brains for this." ”

"You mean ......"

"yes, it's a game, a show, or a competition or something." Ziliang continued: "Our purpose here, nine times out of ten, is to let everyone kill each other, or find out some kind of secret, and the murderer. You see, there are eight people here, enough delicious food, eight luxurious living rooms, and this is for us, and such a big deal can't just make us shout with big mouths: Wow, that's amazing! , and then Gaba dies in one fell swoop...... That would be too cheap. ”

"Hmm....... It seems to be explained through. Kudo Shinichi also pinched his chin and nodded: "A [Blizzard Villa]-style detective game...... Among us, there are wolves and sheep, this is a contest, win here and eat meat happily, lose...... Die! ”

"Yes!" Ziliang smiled and said, "That's it, and our [Polo Detective] and [Jintian One Friend] are obviously the one who died." ”

As he spoke, he swallowed the chicken leg in his mouth into his stomach, and was satisfied.

And then...... As he had just said to himself, Gabba ...... He's dead.