Chapter 15: The Revenge of the Chest

Coming to the beach, Gleiwin appeared on the yacht as if he was ready, "Yo~ It's finally here!" With his right hand, he lifted his drill-like hair, and his face was facing Lunas, but his eyes were on Victoria, who was aware of it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"That case, the first shot shot in the next room hit the mirror."

"I see, Magic Mirror?"

"There is also the suspect's Arab maid, who said the mysterious words about the motive 'This is the revenge of the box'"

"'Revenge of the chest?' Victoria took out her pipe and took a puff.

"Officer!" A policeman called out to Gholywin, "Officer, it's not good, the Arab maid has escaped." "Can it be said that the European police are idiots? This is also normal, because their boss is a super idiot!

"Really, really? It's okay for you to get on the yacht, Lunas, but don't drive away! ”

Goure ran away, shouting back.

"Eh, what's the point of that!?"

While Lunas was complaining, Victoria had already stepped onto the yacht.

In the cab, Lunas found Victoria holding a letterhead.

"This yacht belongs to the soothsayer Roshan, right?"

Victoria asked Lunas, "It seems to be an invitation to Roshan." ”

Victoria looked at Lunas earnestly and handed the letterhead to Lunas.

Lunas took the invitation and whispered, "Invite you to the Dinner Boxland Night on a luxury cruise ship anchored on the nearby coast." ”

Lunas accentuated his tone and blurted out in a puzzled voice, "The main course is a hare?" ”

Victoria holds a pipe like a detective. Lunas was secretly depressed, "Only now did I find out that Gleiwin and we didn't come to the yacht for fun at all, as if he had planned it, to see what clues Victoria could find." ”

"The soothsayer keeps hares, and the name 'Night of the Box' refers to what the maid calls 'the revenge of the box.'" Victoria said, holding his pipe.

"Either way... It's all "boxes". ――What should I do? Lunas walked ahead and asked Victoria.

"What do you want to do?"

"Let's go and see, now that we've found a clue, how can we just give up?"

"Why are great scientists interested in handling cases?"

"You have to take care of it!"

Later, before the ferry-

Victoria reminds Lunas to ask him to give the letter to the ticket inspector, and the ticket is approved, and Lunas and Victoria board the ship.

The surroundings of the luxury passenger ship were pitch black.

The leader with dark, shiny muscles looked like a foreigner.

Without saying a word, he used the light of the lamp he held in his hand to guide Lunas and Victoria.

The moving ship stirred up the waves and made a loud "pop-pop-" sound.

It was a silent night.

The guide walked in front to lead the way, and Lunas looked at his surroundings like a hare only out of a cave, and a huge black chimney on the deck stood upright in the middle of the ship, which seemed to divide the ship in half...

――The two of them walked into the cafeteria, which had a large, new slender dining table and chandeliers. The chandelier was not lit and the room was dimly lit...... No, it's pitch black. Ten dinners were set up at the large table, steaming hot. The light of ten faint candles fluttered slightly in the darkness, just enough to illuminate everyone's hand.

"An invitation to the slain soothsayer Roxanne is on this unknown cruise ship, but is that really good?" Looking at the people who were silently eating dinner, he whispered to Victoria, "The guide disappeared as soon as we got on the boat."

Victoria ignored him and quietly ate the food on the table.

"Hey! Victoria! It's too cunning to eat for yourself. I'm hungry too. ”

"Because we came with Rosan's invitation, dinner was only for one person."

"Alas~ Forget it, I'll go find something else to eat."

Vittoriga was just about to plug the bread on the table into Lunas's mouth, when a familiar taste instantly made Lunas's nerves and grabbed Vittoriga's hand.

"What for?" Victoria puffed up her trademark 'bun face'.

"Sleeping pills." Lunas whispered in Victoria's ear, but Victoria insisted on the bread? Stuffed into Lunas's mouth. "What are you doing?"

"Not poison!"

Victoria, you're playing with fire! His eyelids slowly sank, and Lunas thought helplessly.

―――――――――――――――――― ten minutes later――――――――――――――――

The sound of the cutlery clashing with each other faded away, and everyone fell asleep, except for the flickering flames of ten candles that shone faintly in the dark room.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Hey, I said, hurry up. ”

"Hmm~hmm......?"

"Scrap disposers, unreasonable scientists. Get up! ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I don't want you to say that, Victoria! Lunas got up angrily.

Vittoriga saw Lunas get up and looked around, an old parlor.

"It seems that the meal is over, and everyone is in this hall when they wake up."

A few men in suits were lying on the table, and a few were rubbing their eyes, not knowing what was going on.

"Here it is...... Where ......"

"The door won't open!!"

Everyone's eyes were drawn to a woman in a red dress with a beige bag on her right shoulder, and her hands were pulling the door hard.

"What the hell is going on!"

Enraged, she walked through the door, grabbed her beige bag, and hit Lunas. ”

"Ah!! Pain! What?"

Victoria looked around the woman with interest, and began to pace, thinking. It seems to be her habit of thinking when she takes five steps to turn in one direction, and after five steps and then in another direction.

Gradually recovering from the headaches caused by sleeping pills, Lunas stood up and began to investigate the relaxation room.

He looked into the bar and didn't find anything special. As he began to look at the bottles inside, Victoria walked over and glanced at them quickly.

"There's wine here."

"Hmmm......"

Victoria uncorked the bottle and grunted it into a glass at hand. The vivid fuchsia liquid reflects the light of the chandelier, sparkling brightly.

Victoria looked closely at the label on the bottle. Then he picked up the glass, put it close to his nose and sniffed it.

"It's a fine wine for years."

"Really?"

Victoria nodded.

"There's something strange about Lunas."

"What?"