【Broadcast】Pay attention to "Reading at the starting point", get the first-hand news of 515 red envelopes, and students who have not grabbed red envelopes after the Chinese New Year can show their skills this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The silence was as heavy as death.

"Yes, I recognize this ship, because it is the same ship that sank in the Mediterranean Sea ten years ago, in 1914." Morris looked at Victoria with wide eyes.

"In the past, this ship was carrying children called hares, with different hair colors, eyes and languages, and eleven teenagers and girls from all over the world, who had been chosen for some purpose as adults, and spent the night on this QueenBerry, and after dawn, I was ordered by my superiors to investigate the ship, and it turned out..."

"What's wrong with the kids?" Ned crossed his hands over his chest and looked at Morris.

"They are all dead, dying of cannibalism!" Morris's eyes became hollow.

"What exactly is 'a certain purpose'! Why would the kids—" Ned grabbed Morris.

"I'm just recovering the body, and I don't know the details!" Morris screamed angrily.

Ned pushed the grabbed Maurice into a chair and turned to observe the room.

"But why are they killing each other!" Julie asked Morris, puzzled.

"I don't know!" Maurice looked at Julie helplessly.

"The cabin kept flooding, and the ship sank like that!"

"That's where the ghost stories you know come from, great genius!" Victoria seemed to smile at Lunas.

"The ghost ship QueenBerry, the souls of the dead pushed the shipwrecked ship to the surface."

"Ten years have passed since that day, and the adults who brought them death have been gathered together and died... It's all over, we're going to die too! Maurice looked at Victoria in despair.

I don't know who laughed.

Morris glared fiercely, and Lunas shook his head. Looking to the side, Victoria sat with her head bowed. Her face was covered by long hair like golden threads.

Her tiny shoulders twitched.

“…… Hey, Victoria? ”

"Poof!"

Don't make a strange noise, Ye Tong brushed away the blonde hair, and saw Victoria keep shedding tears...... Laughing.

"Hahahaha!!"

The five people present all looked at her in surprise.

"What's so funny!" Morris stood up angrily.

"I'm just playing with your jokes!"

Ned and the others also stopped playing tennis and pacing, staring at the laughing Victoria in surprise.

Victoria gracefully took his pipe out of his bag and held it to his lips. Soon, Victoria put her free hand in the pocket of her lace coat.

In his small hand, drawn from his pocket, he held an envelope. Lunas had seen it before, and that was ...... The invitation that Victoria finds in Roxanu (Roxanne's daughter) on his yacht.

Ned looked at the invitation.

"Ah, I got that too."

"Me too. Placed in the car with the door locked. ”

“…… Ask you one thing, Morris. ”

Facing the diplomat, who was twice her age, Victoria spoke with a smile.

"Do you think it's possible...... Ghost writes invitations? ”

“！？”

Morris was taken aback.

Tennis men, they also came to their senses. They looked at each other and blinked as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Morris opened his mouth to contradict her, but he wasn't sure, he didn't look confident.

"Yes...... But...... Even so, isn't it strange. The ship did sink to the bottom of the sea. And the blood letters on that wall. The power outage lasted less than ten seconds! Can humans write so big and so many words in such a short time? There is also this lounge...... It's completely different from just now! ”

Tears welled up in his cloudy eyes.

He shouted angrily.

"Explain it to me! Not what a ghost is! ”

"That's humans, I say."

Victoria, who finally finished laughing, said. Calm voice. Ned clenched his tennis ball uneasily. Julie habitually touched the heart-shaped pendant and began to pace back and forth again.

Take five steps, turn around, and take another five steps. Subconscious but not bad movements. Victoria glanced at her with a slight frown.

The pendant is heart-shaped enamel. It looks old, with fading here and there. The design was boyish and didn't match Julie's crimson dress, but she had been caressing the pendant very carefully.

"First of all, ghosts, listen, they don't write invitations. Do you understand? ”

Ned nodded first. Then Julie, and finally Morris nodded reluctantly.

Victoria shook the invitation in her hand.

"Someone wrote this and called us to this ship."

"But this ship should have sunk a long time ago!"

"How do you know this is the sunken QueenBerry ten years ago?"

The calm voice made Maurice stop talking. Victoria continued.

"So from this I want to make a hypothesis."

Everyone held their breath and looked at this little girl who was full of confidence and talked endlessly. Victoria said calmly.

That is, "This is a ship that someone who knows the past has reappeared, and it is exactly the same as the past." ”

There was silence in the lounge.

----------------------- Nedder and Morris looked at each other and remained silent.

The water-soaked lounge echoes only the sound of ticking water.

Soon Julie came back to her senses and asked worriedly.

"What's going on?"

Victoria looked at her. Still full of confidence. She began to explain in her usual low, hoarse voice.

I said, this is an extremely simple and reasonable explanation. First of all, the QueenBerry was heard to have sunk ten years ago. If this is true, then the ship we are on now is a well-made imitation. ”

"Huh......?"

If you think about it this way, everything will be reversed. What seems to be a ghost phenomenon also makes sense. How is it? ”

Julie frowned, lost in thought. Then he asked confusedly.

"Hmm, that means ......?"

Victoria looked impatient. She smoked her pipe and said lazily.

"Use your noses."

Victoria continued.

“…… Don't you smell the freshly finished paint? ”

"Huh!?"

Lunas remembered the smell of sleeping pills he had felt earlier. The smell that filled the recreation room. The reason why the headache is worse is not only because of sleeping pills, but because of this......

"This is a wine from Soberu that was made in 189O, more than 30 years ago. I am afraid that it was because the real QueenBerry was on the sunk ten years ago, so in order to faithfully reproduce it, the prisoner put this bottle of wine up. But ......"

Victoria shrugged. She pulled out the cork and poured it into a dirty cup at hand.

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful!