"Ouch," Mori Kogoro patted his round stomach and straightened his back very comfortably, "Although nothing else is good, the food here is really good." And so much more seafood...... Did you do it all, Miss Iwai? ”

Iwai Hitomi smiled and served tea to everyone one by one, and promised, "Yes, the boss will ask me to prepare more ingredients every year, and I will treat you well." ”

"But doesn't that mean you have to hand in the papers before dinner? Didn't Boss Jingu show up for a day today? Ayako Oki picked up the exam paper and said a little anxiously, "Don't make a fool of yourself, I also want to know my score." ”

"Well, the boss told me to entertain you until he showed up after dinner." Iwai Hitomi refused twice, quite helpless, "Everyone, wait a little longer." ”

"Don't be prepared to show up and scare everyone, right?"

"Do you still want to do this kind of link? Boring. ”

"Ah, don't you say, now everyone's phones have been taken away, and they are still staying in this seaside hotel far from the city, which has neither a phone nor a TV, which is really interesting." Maria Toda laughed, covered her mouth with her plump palms, and laughed, "According to the reasoning design, after everyone has finished dinner, it should be the case that the dead should appear, right?" ”

With her words, the atmosphere at the table froze slightly.

A group of strangers who are not familiar with each other and do not trust each other at a suburban hostel at night...... It's really a bit of a thriller and suspense.

"That's what Boss Kanaya did on purpose." Kento Toba shook his head, "After the meal, it's time for a super difficult reasoning Q&A, it is said that there will be a mock case for everyone to solve on the spot." He just deliberately delayed time and created this atmosphere. ”

Hattori Heiji glanced at the clock on the wall, hiding a yawn.

Hey, Kudo didn't come, only this confused uncle's family...... I really shouldn't have come to join in the fun, it's boring.

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"Whew-whew-" Climbing on the edge of the carriage, Akemi Miyano's long hair was carried upside down by the air current.

She looked back at Victorian London, which was crumbling before her eyes, and let out a soft cry of regret or amazement.

"How's it going, Akemi-san?" Sitting on the roof of the carriage, leading the two horses in front of him with a hook lock in one hand and the coachman's whip in the other, Tang Ze waved the whip in a matter-of-fact manner, urging the carriage to further speed up the pace, "Does it feel fun, Baker Street?" ”

"It's kind of interesting." Akemi Miyano's cheeks were flushed with health due to long-term exercise, and when she heard Karasawa's question, she pressed the wide hat she pulled over to cover her face in the theater, and laughed a few times, "Even if you go to the UK in person, you can't experience this feeling, right?" It's as if you've really returned to that era. ”

Tang Ze laughed lightly twice: "It's good to like it." ”

It's also good to have this hall as an appetizer, although Akemi Miyano may not be able to blend into the cocoon, but there are always more ways than difficulties.

Hoshikawa Teru watched as the streets behind the carriage continued to collapse and turn into rubble, and they seemed to be a group of travelers who had broken free from the past time and space and fled to the future, and couldn't help but ask, "Why did his temple collapse, because we stole the secret treasure, or because he was already ......?" ”

"I'm afraid I'm dead." Tang Ze said pertinently, "Before the secret treasure officially left the theater, the world began to tremble. ”

Hoshikawa Teru shook his head and took out the body of the secret treasure from his arms.

A thin, yellowed black-and-white photograph unfolded in his hand.

In the photo, a man wearing a dark blue luxurious dress, completely looks like Hiroyuki Kanaya, and is embraced by a beautiful and bright peerless celebrity.

"Love, can it be twisted to this point?" Teru Hoshikawa sighed and handed the photo to Tang Ze, "After all, he has such feelings for Erin Adler because he projected his failed marriage into it." ”

Going deep into the temple was an excellent way to get to know a person quickly, and in the time of this night, they had already roughly understood the past life of this pathetic weirdo Hiroyuki Kanaya.

With the rare first edition of the book that he accidentally acquired, the ecstatic Kanaya projected more and more experience and time on this work, and became more and more persistent, which soon affected his normal life.

Unable to stand his neglect of his family and unable to understand his excessive fanaticism for hobbies, his wife eventually chose to leave him with their children.

After losing the ties of his family, he completely devoted his life to the circle related to Sherlock Holmes, holding events and holding banquets, trying to use his status in the circle to tell everyone that his life was not a failure.

In the process, he began to gradually yearn for women like Erin Adler, and began to attribute his broken marriage to the failure to find a soulmate comparable to him in wisdom and pursuit......

"Of course it will, even memories and attachments will distort the prison of the heart, and love such strong feelings will naturally be." After receiving the photo handed by Hoshikawa Hui, Tang Ze shook the horsewhip in his hand, accelerated again in the direction of the exit, and said, "Proper projection can give comfort to the soul, and excessive projection will begin to slowly and gradually lose oneself, as if joining an endless cult sacrifice...... These avid fans, probably all of them. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Hoshikawa with the rest of his gaze.

Hoshikawa Hui quickly understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "Don't point to Sang scolding Huai." I'm a temple, though I haven't figured out what I'm overly distorted...... But it's certainly not the same as this one. ”

As if it were true...... I really should show you your own coop review.

"You'd better be." Tang Ze snorted twice, grabbed one with one hand, stepped on the carriage that began to lose weight, and rushed directly into the exit.

The sound of the waves pierced the diaphragm and gently slapped in their ears.

"—! The exit of this palace, how is it on the cliff! Gan! ”

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Conan, who was holding on to the table in a daze, suddenly felt a slight itch at the base of his ear, and couldn't help but glance out the window.

In the dreary night, the moonlight passed through the craggy cliff face, throwing long waves of light in the sea, only the sound of the waves lapping against the windows, bringing a little gentle white noise.

Rubbing his ears, Conan turned his head and continued to be stunned with the people in the room, aimlessly waiting for Hiroyuki Kanaya to appear.

“…… It's already 12 o'clock. Ayako Oki extinguished the cigarette butt, looking very impatient, "Boss Kanaya is still coming?" ”

"It's taken us so long, we have written so much, and we have been doing it for a long time, are you fooling us?" Toshiaki Fujisawa was also a little displeased, and threw the questionnaire that he had been holding in his hand on the table.

"It seems that the rumors are still somewhat credible. Every time, I make the questions very difficult, and deliberately let everyone answer them incorrectly, in fact, I just want to show off my collection more. Maria Toda shook her head, pushed away her chair and stood up, "This time I slipped away before the question was asked, so it's really boring." Forget it, I'm going back to sleep. ”

"yes, let's go."

With her and Toshiaki Fujisawa taking the lead, everyone sitting around the table also got up and walked to the guest room at the back.

Maori Kogoro also yawned, stood up and followed: "It's ridiculous, then I'll go to sleep too, I haven't slept well yesterday......"

"What about you, Conan?" Mao Lilan looked at his father's back and bowed his head and asked Conan, who was sitting next to him.

"I want to wait!" Conan replied crisply, with a smile on his face, "I wrote very the paper!" ”

"Okay...... you can't leave a child to a group of strangers, and Mao Lilan reluctantly stayed, picking up the half cup of strong tea that was still on the table.

His gaze shifted from Maoliran, to Conan's face, and then to the full questionnaire in his hand, Hattori raised his eyebrows, changed his posture to support his face, and sat still in place.

A first-grade child can write a 50 or 60 page questionnaire in a day...... Well......

The new cover has been changed, waiting for the review~

(End of chapter)