Chapter 18121819 [Vermouth Sleepless Night]
Vermouth sensed a hint of disharmony and suddenly couldn't sleep.
She stared at the dark ceiling for a while, and suddenly a bold guess popped into her mind.
——Could it be that Wu Zuo created so many complicated and entangled murders, not only for entertainment, but also because he wanted to verify whether there are ghosts in the world?
...It's not enough to play with the living, but you also want to take the dead into your control?
Vermouth: "..." By the way, when she first came to Japan and investigated the relevant information about Uzo, she did find that this high school student had some borrowing records about "ghosts" and "mediums" in the library.
At that time, she just thought it was a high school student's second-year syndrome, or that he was missing his deceased parents.
But now thinking about it, for Wu Zuo, this may not be just an ordinary "missing" - maybe because his parents died too suddenly, Wu Zuo was shocked and became very curious, so he is now thinking about catching the ghosts of his parents and asking them about it. Then he also expanded his similar interest to all other dead people.
And think about Uzo’s daily mental state…
Vermouth suddenly realized that the harmonious and normal scene in the eyes of others might seem like howling winds and a large number of wandering undead in the eyes of the young man next to her.
Speaking of which, Uzo's gaze is sometimes very unusual.
Thinking of this, even though the quilt was very warm, Vermouth's hands that were holding the edge of the quilt became a little stiff, and her body couldn't stop feeling cold.
Vermouth pursed her lips: "..." Strange, she was obviously not afraid of ghosts or mental illness, but why couldn't she control the physiological changes brought about by this fear...
…
From a perspective that Vermouth cannot see.
A life-sized mermaid ghost was covering her like a piece of cold noodle, staring at her with a resentful look.
Seeing Vermouth go from sleepy to awake and then completely unable to sleep, the vengeful mermaid breathed a sigh of joy: Despicable human, since you dare to steal her bed, you must pay the price for it.
Mist Tengu looked at the silent fight next to him, sighed, pulled out his pinned wings from under Vermouth's hands, and continued to concentrate on pulling out the murderous aura in his hands and working seriously.
Although the mermaid was slacking off again for some strange reason, it was undeniable that once Vermouth was alert, she was more murderous than usual.
…So in a sense, the mermaid is working hard.
…
Heavy rain and thunder and lightning raged all night, and even the next day, the weather did not clear up and it was still raining heavily.
When Vermouth woke up, Jiang Xia had already gone to the living room of the suite and seemed to be looking out the window thinking about life.
There was soon noise coming from the bedroom next door, and soon, several people gathered in the living room, preparing to go downstairs for breakfast - dinner had just been served yesterday, and suddenly someone was killed by a chandelier in the theater, followed by bloody words on the 4th floor... After a series of events, no one had the heart to eat.
Now that a night has passed, compared to the fear, the feeling of "hunger" is more prominent.
Before leaving, Conan's gaze paused slightly on the face of "Dr. Shinde", and he felt that there was something wrong with this school doctor: he seemed a little sleepy in his movements, but upon closer inspection, there were no features such as dark circles under his eyes.
But it was only a second or two, and soon, his sleepy look disappeared, as if everything was just Conan's illusion.
Conan scratched the back of his head in confusion, but didn't think about it any more: Some people are indeed prone to feeling sleepy when they just open their eyes no matter how long they sleep, and then they will quickly become energetic again as their body moves... Perhaps Dr. Shinde just has this kind of physique.
And compared to this male doctor, there was someone even more abnormal at this time.
Conan's eyes fell on Mouri Ran's face and found that she was absent-minded, as if she had seen a ghost.
Conan couldn't help but ask: "Sister Xiaolan, what's wrong with you?"
Mao Lilan hesitated for a long time before she finally whispered, "I seemed to see a man lying on the window last night, a man wearing a white mask. That man's face was pressed against the window, just looking at me quietly..." She crossed her arms and shuddered, "Just like the opera freak in the story."
Suzuki Sonoko was stunned. Thinking of the person lying in their bedroom window yesterday, she got goose bumps all over her body: "Why didn't you wake me up!" Two people screaming together is much more effective than one person being scared, at least the former can summon Jiang Xia next door.
Mao Lilan shyly smoothed her messy hair: "Because I had a nightmare last night, I couldn't tell whether I really saw someone or just saw a scene in my dream... In fact, I still can't tell it until now, but because the scene was too scary, I can't stop thinking about it."
Suzuki Sonoko comforted her, and then said decisively and optimistically: "If this is the case, just treat it as a dream! Hold on for two more days. If we still haven't returned after the agreed time, there will definitely be a ship coming to find us, and then everything will be over."
The two high school girls looked at each other, nodded heavily, and decided to put last night's nightmare experience behind them and start all over again.
However, the opposite happened.
Just as I walked down the corridor and before I reached the restaurant, I heard a terrified scream from outside, which seemed to come from Little Black Face.
Jiang Xia paused and looked in the direction of the sound.
Almost at the same time, two people rushed out of the restaurant.
Kurosawa Kazuma and Izuka Taro obviously didn't sleep well either. They had huge dark circles under their eyes and looked irritable: "Who is howling like a ghost? What's going on?!"
Seeing them asking, Jiang Xia pointed outside and said, "It seems to be coming from the side of the building."
As he spoke, he ran over like a detective.
The two members of the organization looked at his energetic appearance, were silent for a moment, and could only follow silently.
…
A group of people hurriedly followed the sound and came outside.
Then two more screams suddenly came from behind Jiang Xia.
This time it was Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki who shouted. They were frightened by the scene before them.
Jiang Xia looked up. There were many trees planted next to the old hotel. One of the thick old trees had a noose on its branch, and a hanged person was hanging on it.
The sea breeze blew, and the dead body shook silently - it turned out to be Eimi Konda. She had just said she wanted to see the dead last night, but today she was already hanging quietly on the tree.
"Sister Eimi..." Suzuki Sonoko looked at this scene in disbelief: she thought that those who died in such places were cowards, but she didn't expect that Sister Eimi was so strong last night, but still couldn't escape the clutches of the murderer.
The black-faced boy leaned against the wall, his legs a little weak from fear: "No matter how much you want to see the dead, you don't have to commit suicide..."
(End of this chapter)
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